Me, after going down the mountain

After the car stopped, Meng Xiang took Su Chen to the antique store.

There are many items on display in the antique shop, which look antique, and some are still stained with dust and rust.

There are countless antiques and toys to dazzle.

The first time Su Chen came in, he was amazed, but with Su Chen's eyesight, he could also see that [-]% of the room was fake.

"Lao Meng, you are finally here."

The owner of the antique shop is a fat middle-aged man with a shrewd smile unique to businessmen.

He strode over: "If you come later, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep this Xunmeitu."

Su Chen glanced at the plum blossom picture.

The giant peak in the upper part of the picture is independent and unstoppable. In the middle, the thatched roof is exposed, with dense flowers and stamens. Under the trees, there are cui and ridges, and the water is like a piece of brocade.

A man is walking on the wooden bridge, his mood is waning, and he is ingenious.

Yu Zhiding has a long history, and many of his works are now stored in the Longdu Museum. It is said that he is one of the painters with the most surviving works.

Now this plum blossom painting is also extremely beautiful.

Even Su Chen couldn't help being attracted for a moment.

But Su Chen soon shook his head.

This painting is fake.

"We agreed on two million before." Meng Xiang took out a check from his arms and said, "Wrap it up."

Su Chen stopped Meng Xiang, shook his head slightly at Meng Xiang, and said to Meng Xiang in a very low voice: "Uncle, there is something wrong with this painting."

Meng Xiang frowned. He instinctively wanted to reprimand Su Chen, but he held back for the time being.

He patiently said to the fat boss, "I'll take a look."

The fat boss's face darkened, and he said to Meng Xiang impatiently: "Do you still want to watch it? You have already watched it for half an hour last time."

"To tell you the truth, there are many people who want this painting. I can keep it until now because you are a regular customer."

Meng Xiang couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed when he heard this.

But Meng Xiang also hesitated a little. After all, the painting had been kept for so long, and he was also a little suspicious.

Meng doesn't care about two million, but people in the antique circle don't care about money. They care about their reputation and reputation. When they buy a treasure, everyone will envy and praise them, and the joy of getting the treasure. , it’s simply ecstatic.

On the other hand, if you have had your eyes pierced, you have spent money, bought a fake, and been laughed at, the shame of wanting to find a crack in the ground to crawl into is unimaginable.

Seeing Meng Xiang hesitate, the fat boss secretly made a gesture to a dark-faced man outside.

Immediately, the black-faced man entered the antique shop, and he deliberately said loudly: "There is an authentic work of Yu Zhiding here, my God."

The dark-faced man stepped forward quickly and quickly began to observe the Xunmei Picture.

"This boss knows the goods." The fat boss said cheerfully.

The black-faced man took out a magnifying glass and looked at it for a while, then slapped his thigh: "How much, I want it!"

"Two million." The fat boss stretched out two fat fingers.

Without saying a word, the black-faced man took out a bank card and handed it to the fat boss, saying anxiously: "Quick, quick, wrap it up."

The acting skills of the two people can be said to be superb, but Su Chen wanted to laugh when he saw it.

Su Chen knew that this was a play put on by the fat boss and others.

Su Chen said to Meng Xiang smoothly: "Uncle Meng, since someone wants it, let's pick something else. Anyway, this thing is just a fake."

"What a fake. If you don't understand, then don't be blind!" Meng Xiang was furious.

Now that someone was competing with him for the painting, his mood suddenly rose.

If it weren't for Su Chen, he would have taken down this painting long ago.

Su Chen was slightly taken aback.

This was the first time he saw Meng Xiang getting so angry, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned for a moment.

Meng Xiang was indeed furious. If Su Chen hadn't stopped him just now, he would have taken the painting down long ago. How could there be so many things?

"Boss, I came here first. You can't sell this painting to anyone else." Meng Xiang said to the boss quickly.

The fat boss was in trouble, he said: "I have kept this painting for you for so many days, and you are still complaining about it today. It's not that I don't take care of you, it's just this matter..."

Meng Xiang's face turned pale.

At this time, the black-faced man struck while the iron was hot and said: "Whose business is this? Boss, I will pay you [-] million!"

Meng Xiang became anxious, and he quickly said: "Three million, I will pay three million, pay now."

Meng Xiangxiang took out another check for one million as if he was afraid that his boss would regret it.

"Uncle Meng!" Su Chen quickly warned, but this time it completely detonated Meng Xiang.

Meng Xiang roared: "Shut up! What do you, a person from the mountains, know?"

Su Chen sighed silently.

"Damn it, grab it from me, [-] million, I'll pay [-] million!" the black-faced man shouted.

The fat boss said with a smile: "Okay, I will sell it to you immediately for [-] million."

However, the black-faced man was not as cheerful as before. He said: "I went out in a hurry this time, so I brought more than two million with me. In this way, I will put this card on you first, and I will go back to withdraw the money right away."

The black-faced man left as he spoke. He turned around and threatened Meng Xiang: "Robbing me and not asking who I am."

"Uncle Meng, just give it to that guy. Let's look at the other items." Su Chen reminded again.

"Shut up!" Meng Xiang said fiercely to Su Chen.

A black-faced man intervened, and Meng Xiang was even more sure that the painting was definitely not that simple.

Ignoring Su Chen's obstruction, he took out another [-] yuan: "Three million and a half million! I will pay [-] million!"

"Now that guy has left, as long as you give me the painting now, the three and a half million will be yours."

The fat boss showed a troubled expression.

"Well, maybe the offer will be higher." The fat boss muttered to himself, "Wouldn't I offend others by doing this?"

"We have cooperated so many times. Shopkeeper, just give me this painting this time. I have an extra two hundred thousand now." Meng Xiang quickly played the emotional card.

The fat boss struggled for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth: "That's all, who asked me to have a good relationship with you, then so be it."

The fat boss took the check and asked the clerk to pack the paintings.

Meng Xiang breathed a sigh of relief. The painting he had been dreaming of finally succeeded!

When the painting was really in Meng Xiang's hands, Meng Xiang glared at Su Chen and educated Su Chen: "Su Chen, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Because of your words, I spent an extra hundred Duowan, if you keep doing this, I will never take you to the antique street again."

"How can you tell the truth from the false with your eyesight? This is not in your mountains. I shouldn't have hesitated at that time."

"This painting was almost snatched away by that boy, and you almost made a big mistake!!"