The son-in-law of the first wealthy family

There are a lot of fish and dragons in the south of the Yangtze River, but there are only three famous antique shops, and Musheng chose the largest one among them, which is also the largest antique shop in the south of the Yangtze River.

Qianbaotang.

Although he had expected it in his heart, when Mu Sheng took a taxi to the antique shop, he was still surprised by the scene outside the shop.

Very prosperous!

The golden gate is graceful and luxurious. The golden copper gate alone is nearly ten meters high. The walls are towering and the stone lions are domineering. Even the plaque above it can be seen that it is an extremely precious wood carving.

"What is the origin of this Thousand Treasure Hall?"

Mu Sheng frowned, looking at the large characters on the plaque.

He grew up in the shepherd's family, and he has developed a pair of discerning eyes long ago. Now this scene, the decoration of the Thousand Treasure Hall, is probably on par with the shepherd's family.

Moreover, it is said that the owner behind the Qianbaotang at that time was able to look at thousands of antiques at a glance, and it was true and false, so the name of the shop was called Qianbaotang.

It can be seen that its tone is big.

Although it is breakfast time, there are already many people queuing at the door, and the business is extremely hot.

From the chats of the people around him, it can be seen that this Qianbaotang has a very high status in Jiangnan. On the one hand, it has something to do with the boss behind it, and on the other hand, it is also because there are so many antiques in Qianbaotang.

Many people came here with the purpose of buying rare antiques and picking them up from famous people.

Mu Sheng waited patiently at the door for a while, and finally it was his turn.

The waiter at the door greeted him immediately, and said enthusiastically, "Sir, welcome to our Thousand Treasures Hall. I dare not say all the antiques in our hall. As long as you can tell the type, we have ninety percent of them here." have."

"There are real things here, and there are also real and fake ones that are difficult to distinguish. Of course, if you can pick up the leaks, we, Qianbaotang, will never take them back..."

The waiter led Mu Sheng inside.

Each piece of antiques is placed in the counters on both sides, shining brightly under the lights.

"I want to go to the leak picking area."

Mu Sheng said.

"Catch the leak?"

The waiter froze for a moment, looked Mu Sheng up and down, and immediately showed a contemptuous expression on his face.

The pick-up area is generally a place where treasure-buying masters with more than ten years or even decades of experience will go, and Mu Sheng in front of him is only 20 years old at most. They are really here to buy antiques.

"The front is the leak-picking area, but there are a lot of people, you can wait here slowly."

The waiter said something and was too lazy to talk to Mu Sheng again.

To lead the way for such a poor guy, even if he really bought it, the commission must be pitifully small.

Mu Sheng didn't pay attention to the waiter's expression, and looked around. There were indeed many people waiting in the leak-picking area in front of him.

He casually wandered around in Qianbao Hall.

When he was bored, he saw the scroll on the wall.

The scroll was framed with heavy gold, and it was obviously regarded as the treasure of the store by this store, and it was hung in the most conspicuous position.

Even when Mu Sheng was approaching, several burly security guards also came over and looked at Mu Sheng covetously.

Mu Sheng glanced at it twice, sighed, turned his head and didn't want to read any more.

"Pity."

Hearing Mu Sheng's sigh, an old man and a young girl came out of Qianbaotang's office and immediately looked at Mu Sheng.

The girl frowned even more, and said again and again, "Hey, you are shaking your head, sighing, and saying it's a pity. What do you mean? Do you think there is something wrong with this painting?"

The girl's voice was clear and full of dissatisfaction, and it immediately rang out in Qianbao Hall.

Mu Sheng took a look at the girl who was talking, she was about nineteen or twenty, dressed luxuriously and flamboyantly, her skin was as white as snow, but the latter had a bit of a mean face, which made Mu Sheng not pleasing to the eye.

However, Mu Sheng came here to buy antiques, so he was too lazy to argue with the other party.

Just when Mu Sheng was about to step aside, the girl immediately stopped in front of Mu Sheng and continued to question, "Did I let you go? Looking at your clothes, I'm afraid you won't be qualified to touch this level of things in your life, right? "

The girl's voice revealed arrogance and disdain.

And the painting in front of him is a rare collection of his grandfather, so seeing Mu Sheng despise this painting, she immediately stood up.

"Oh."

Mu Sheng replied coldly, and didn't bother to say anything more.

This store is full of people and has a bad attitude, so he should go to another store and have a look.

"Qingxuan, don't be rude."

The old man at the side suddenly spoke, and the girl stopped talking immediately, and stood obediently beside the old man, but she still gave Mu Sheng a look with her eyes, as if she ignored the latter and was very angry.

The old man was wearing a blue Chinese tunic suit, with gray hair all over his head, but he still looked hale and hearty.

It can be guessed that this old man should be the owner of this Thousand Treasure Hall.

The old man walked up to Mu Sheng and apologized, "Little brother, I'm really sorry, my granddaughter has a bad temper, please forgive me."

Mu Sheng nodded, saying it was nothing.

Anyway, he didn't intend to argue with the girl at first.

The voice fell, but the girl was not happy, and she pointed at Mu Sheng, "Grandpa, you bought this painting from someone else after spending [-] million yuan. This kind of price is beyond the reach of this poor idiot in his entire life." He arrived, but in the end he still looked down upon him!"

"And this painting, as the signboard of our Qianbaotang, he obviously came to smash our signboard!"

This painting has been hanging in Qianbao Hall for two years.

Passers-by were all full of praise, and even many top masters and rich men expressed their desire to buy it.

But now there is a rich man who is discussing the price of buying this painting in the office of Qianbaotang.

Therefore, when he heard his granddaughter say this, the old man couldn't help but stop, his eyes stayed on Mu Sheng, and he asked, "Little brother, I haven't asked for advice—"

"Mu Sheng." Mu Sheng said lightly.

"Brother Musheng," the old man said, "I heard from my little girl that you look a little disappointed when you look at this painting. I don't know what made you feel this way, and..."

The old man asked patiently, and before he finished speaking, he heard Mu Sheng's indifferent voice, "This painting is pretty good, but unfortunately, a fake is a fake after all."

boom!
As soon as the words came out.

The atmosphere in the entire hall changed instantly.

Those passers-by stared at Mu Sheng with wide eyes. They overheard what they said when they were shopping for antiques, but this kid——

How dare you say it!

Over [-] million famous paintings, the treasure of town shop, is it fake?
This is the only authentic work of Wu Daozi in the entire Jiangnan!
The old man twitched his mouth, then froze in anger.

He never thought that Mu Sheng could say such a thing.

"He's Mu Sheng, the Jiang family's son-in-law, a wimp who only knows how to eat soft food!"

Countless people looked here, and suddenly a rich second generation who had a good relationship with Jiang's family recognized Mu Sheng.