My system is not decent

I brought two bowls, one real and the other fake, and I plan to keep the fake one, is this just for fun?

Obviously, Li Jingyang, the old Jianghu, also thought of this.

Li Jinli and Cao Qingchun blocked the door, while the other looked at him with a smile.

In the end, Li Jingyang gave in.

His face was flushed, but he still said: "I took the wrong thing just now, so continue the transaction."

"What price? When I got excited, I forgot, did you want fifteen thousand or ten thousand?" Cao Qingchun sneered.

Chen Wenzhe frowned, but he didn't say anything. Could it be that his brother did it before?

Thinking of Cao Qingchun's overflowing sympathy just now, and the automatic increase of 5000 yuan, he must be full of resentment now.

"Fifteen thousand, brother, you gave me five thousand just now, and now I will drop five thousand, which is regarded as an apology."

Cao Qingchun didn't think much at all, and immediately agreed.

This time the transfer speed was faster, anyway, I was not afraid that Li Jingyang would run away.

After the transfer was completed, Li Jingyang put down the bag in his hand with a heartbroken face.

Chen Wenzhe directly took it over, took out an identical wooden box inside, opened it, and inside was the big Yongzhengji red-glazed bowl from before.

Chen Wenzhe felt relieved after checking it carefully and found no problem.

In fact, he was overly careful. Li Jingyang was carrying such a bag, which could hold more wooden boxes. Even if he wanted to continue making troubles, there was nothing he could do.

After getting the real thing, Chen Wenzhe was naturally relieved.

He pushed the two big bowls in front of Li Jinli. This time the two big bowls were compared with each other, but it was a good learning opportunity.

Li Jinli didn't care about anything else, and immediately studied the two pieces of porcelain.

After handing over the things and getting the money, Li Jingyang stood up without saying a word, and walked out of the store quickly.

"It's really dangerous. If it weren't for you, I would have been tricked this time."

After Li Jingyang's figure disappeared from sight, Cao Qingchun wiped the cold sweat off his brow.

Is it easy for him to make some money?After sitting and eating for so long, he finally had a chance to make money, but he was almost buried.

Chen Wenzhe chuckled lightly, "How can making money be easy?"

When Cao Qingchun thought about it, he laughed. Although things were a little twists and turns, he made money after all.

"This thing sells well, don't worry, it could sell for [-] a decade ago, and now it's at least [-]!"

"Well, I won't give you the appraisal fee. When I make money, we brothers will share it equally, and Senior Brother Li will also get a share."

"I don't have the face to ask for it. It would be nice to see things." Li Jinli said immediately.

"Forget it evenly. I've just done what an appraiser should do. The clients you find, you buy, you still need to sell them. Then I'll just share the appraisal fee of [-]!"

"Okay, I won't be polite to you."

Cao Qingchun nodded solemnly, they still have a long time in the future!

"You should run into this kind of thing often when you open a shop, right?"

After drinking a cup of tea, suppressing his shock, Cao Qingchun spoke again.

"I've never met it before. It's okay to sell things here, but it's not often to collect things."

Chen Wenzhe was a little worried. He opened the store with the idea of ​​having people automatically deliver the goods to his door.

But except when those shopkeepers pretended to be a boy who gave away money when they first opened, they didn't get anything else, which is unreasonable.

"Boss, do you accept calligraphy and paintings?"

Hey, I was still lamenting myself just now, but I didn't expect that today I will be lucky and come to business.

A young man walked into the store and immediately took out a painting.

Judging from the appearance of the picture frame, it is seriously aged and should be an ancient painting.

But looking at the picture, Chen Wenzhe was in a bad mood.

This is an oil painting, no, it should be a print, or even a simple spray painting.

First of all, the color is very different. Oil paint is transparent, and printed matter is just a layer of ink. The difference between the two is far.

For laymen, there is another criterion for distinguishing between true and false oil paintings, that is: oil paintings have texture.

Oil paintings are generally painted on linen, and most modern oil paintings retain the texture of linen, and it is easy to see the fluctuations of the cloth grain and brush strokes when viewed from the side.

Prints are usually printed on paper, or hot-pressed on high-density boards, and are flat.

But now there are also businesses that print oil paintings on textured linen.

In this case, if you look at it from the side, there are only cloth patterns and no brush strokes, which is a printed matter.

There is also a kind of printed matter that is more imitated, that is, the oil painting is spray painted on the linen cloth with good strokes.

This kind of printed matter can also see the cloth grain and brush strokes when viewed from the side, which can deceive more people's eyes.

However, if you observe carefully, you will usually see that the texture of the canvas does not match the actual brush strokes in the painting, which can be distinguished.

"Boss, how about my oil painting?"

Seeing Chen Wenzhe looking seriously, the young man laughed.

I heard that Chen Wenzhe is very proficient in porcelain, but I don't know if he is proficient in calligraphy and painting, especially oil painting.

This oil painting is about sunflowers. Although he is not very proficient in this kind of thing, he still knows about sunflowers. Many famous foreign painters have painted this kind of flower.

It's a pity that Chen Wenzhe really doesn't like looking at fakes, especially cheap inkjet works.

"Is this for sale? Let me have a look first, okay?"

Chen Wenzhe didn't have any hope, but he had to take a closer look.

Viewed under a lamp with the help of a magnifying glass, the oil paint is a dense paste, and the print is a layer of colored dots attached to the surface of the paper or plastic paste.

This point is still easy to distinguish.

Under the magnifying glass, there is nothing.

In fact, as long as you touch it with your hand, you can feel that this oil painting is flat, and this is an inkjet painting.

Inkjet printing and screen printing are the lowest level of imitation. They are very fast and have been around for many years. The cost is very low, and the cost of a painting is one or two yuan, two or three yuan.

"Boss, it's just an oil painting. Is it necessary to look at it for so long?"

Before Chen Wenzhe said anything, the young man became anxious instead.

"Want to sell? How much can I pay?"

At this time, Chen Wenzhe was a little skeptical, did this young man come to find fault?

"Sell, how much can you give?"

Chen Wenzhe thought about it, he can also bid!

"It's just one yuan. It's always brought. It's too much to give a dime."

"How many?"

"It's just one yuan, you heard it right! Otherwise, are you going to look at other stores?"

"Blindly wasting time, I wouldn't have seen you say it earlier!"

After speaking, the young man took his things, turned around and left.

"One dollar?" Cao Qingchun asked in surprise after the young man had left.

Chen Wenzhe looked at Li Jinli: "Brother, explain to him?"

"It's just a print made by a machine, understand? If it's a traditional Chinese painting, you can still be fooled by a layman, but I don't know what to think about bringing an oil painting that was spray-painted."