Guafan set up a stall: the start of the game calculates the school's beauty

When the two of you said something to each other, the atmosphere in Zhenbao Pavilion was tense in an instant.

The Treasure Pavilion, which smells like gunpowder, seems to be about to explode in the next second.

"I, Zhenbaoge, have a reason, why dare not say it!"

"Okay, okay, Xing Yunfeng, you are eloquent, I can't say no to you, but I have evidence in my hand!"

The middle-aged man said angrily.

As soon as the words fell, he took out a receipt from his pocket and slapped it on the counter with all his strength.

"Xing Yunfeng, keep your eyes open for me. This receipt from the Treasure Pavilion is clearly written in black and white. This painting was bought from your Treasure Pavilion!"

This receipt was fortunately stamped by Yunfeng himself, and he was not afraid that the other party would not recognize it.

"That's right, this is the receipt from our Treasure Pavilion!"

Xing Yunfeng glanced at the receipt in front of him, then said calmly:

"However, the painting I sold to you must be the real one. As for why it turned into a fake after leaving our Treasure Pavilion, it has nothing to do with our Treasure Pavilion!"

"Could it be that Xing Mou will give you a lifelong after-sales service for antiques? Maybe you accidentally let some petty thieves drop their bags after you left the Treasure Pavilion!"

The implication of Xing Yunfeng's words is clear to everyone in the shop.

The inside of the Treasure Pavilion is real, and the outside of the Treasure Pavilion is a fake!
Even if it was only a second after leaving the Zhenbao Pavilion, it cannot be blamed on the Zhenbao Pavilion.

Of course, if the Zhenbao Pavilion accepts someone's belongings, as long as the seller walks out of the Zhenbao Pavilion, even if the purchased item is a fake, he cannot chase it out and ask the seller to return it.

Since ancient times, such a rule has been in the antique industry, so a pair of eyes must be trained.

"Xing Yunfeng, what are you talking about!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man shouted angrily:
"Out of the gate of your Treasure Pavilion, I can't leave the painting, how could someone give it away!"

"That's right, that's right, it was definitely when you packed the box for me that you dropped the bag for me!"

In the end, the middle-aged man was even more convinced of his guess, that is, during that period of time, this painting left his sight.

But as soon as these words came out, Xing Yunfeng's face suddenly darkened, and his voice became a little colder.

"You said that I, Zhenbao Pavilion, did something wrong, do you have evidence now? If not, just shut up obediently!"

"You said these nonsensical words, which have already caused a certain degree of damage to the reputation of our Zhenbao Pavilion!"

"If you talk nonsense again, be careful, I will sue you for defamation!"

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man gasped for breath, pointed at Xing Yunfeng's nose and cursed:
"Xing Yunfeng, you are a bastard who eats people and doesn't spit out bones..."

"I would like to advise you, the antique business has its own rules, and you are not responsible for the items that leave the Treasure Pavilion!"

"If you want to blame it, it's you who punched your eyes. You can't blame anyone. Do you understand?"

Xing Yunfeng said impatiently.

To be honest, if there were not too many people in the shop now, he would have asked the guys to hang this person out.

The constant twittering really affected his business in Zhenbao Pavilion.

"Okay, okay, Xing Yunfeng, if you want to play a scoundrel on me, I have nothing to say!"

"Just treat the 300 million I spent as a gift to a shameless dog!"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said.

Fortunately, Yunfeng, a bastard, was bitten outside the Zhenbao Pavilion and was dropped. He didn't have any evidence in his hand, and he really had nothing to do right now.

I can't really take people to smash the store, right? At that time, I can't get back the money and paintings, and I have to live in the shop.

After thinking about it, he could only suffer from this dumbness. After all, if the trouble continues, it will be himself who suffers in the end.

"Sir, it's great to be so acquainted earlier, I insist on showing it to everyone."

The other party secretly scolded him for being a dog, but Xing Yunfeng didn't care at all, and just went in one ear and out the other.

As long as I don't ask him for money or painting anymore, I don't care what the other party scolds.

"Hehe, Xing Yunfeng, if mountains don't turn around, don't be too complacent!"

"Dude, send me a guest!"

With an order, the two men walked over.

The hero doesn't suffer from immediate losses, the middle-aged man picked up the wooden box on the counter, and walked out of the Treasure Pavilion step by step with a dark face.

"This gentleman, can you wait a moment!"

"I'm very interested in that painting in your hand!"

Seeing the time came, Lin Feng immediately greeted him with a smile.

"My friend, do you want to see this painting? Is this one in my hand a fake?"

The middle-aged man said with a surprised face.

What is there to look at for a painting that has been confirmed to be a fake.

"I just want to take a look, I wonder if you can make it easier!"

"You can watch it if you want, it's a fake anyway!"

Seeing that Lin Feng treated him well, the middle-aged man casually handed over the wooden box.

Lin Feng opened the wooden box directly, and slowly unfolded the painting in his hand.

When the painting was fully unfolded, the system's mechanical sound followed closely.

Ding!
[Discover the painting of Li Cheng in the Five Dynasties and early Song Dynasty: "Hold Forest and Plains"! 】

[The value of this painting, according to the current market price in Nanjiang City, must not be less than 5000 million! 】

The sound of the system and the use of Jianbaoyan are all proving that this painting is real.

At the same time, the price of the painting reported by the system made Lin Feng very excited.

A painting by a famous artist worth 5000 million yuan must be a great honor to give to Xia Qingqing's grandfather.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Lin Feng returned the painting in his hand to the middle-aged man.

After deliberately pondering for a few seconds, he opened his mouth and said:
"This gentleman, can you sell me this picture?"

"What, you want to buy my painting?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and stared at Lin Feng in disbelief.

After a long time, he said with difficulty:

"Little brother, this painting by Li Cheng is a fake, you don't really want to buy it, do you?"

"I said I would buy it, but I was not joking!"

Lin Feng nodded and said solemnly.

"But little brother, this is a fake!"

"Hahaha, I know it's a fake, but I can't afford Master Li Cheng's real one!"

"I think this "Cold Forest and Plains" is a good imitation, so I thought about buying it!"

Lin Feng deliberately laughed at himself and gave the other party a suitable reason.

And this reason also convinced the middle-aged man successfully.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect the little brother to be so honest. If you really want to buy it, you can give me half the price of this fake one!"

If you sell half of it, you will lose half of it, he can only think so.