rich and powerful son-in-law

Ling Shanyue was in a hurry.

After finally picking out a pretty good pen holder, if Bian Hai snatched it, wouldn't the trip today be in vain?
Besides, there are rules in this business, first come, first served, Bian Hai broke the rules by doing so.

"Mr. Bian, I was the first to see the pen holder." Ling Shanyue couldn't help but said.

Bian Hai didn't even lift his eyelids: "Hehe, can you afford it?"

Ling Shanyue was originally a clay figurine, and he was being repaired by Lin Sumei every day, so he lost his temper long ago.

But today was really not going well. First, he was almost fooled by Qi Lianshan, and now he was looked down upon by Bian Hai. The clay figurine also became very angry, and he couldn't help saying angrily: "How do you know I can't afford it? Mr. Cheng, this price tag How many?"

Cheng Laodao: "70."

"I bought it!" Ling Shanyue was overjoyed.

The price was neither high nor low, it was within his budget, and he could afford it.

Ling Shanyue took out his bank card and was about to swipe it, but Bian Hai coughed dryly and said, "Old Cheng, if such a good pen holder falls into the hands of someone who doesn't understand, it will be ruined. It should be put in my father's museum." Let’s show people all over the world how profound our Chinese culture is! And I won’t let you suffer, 75, I want this pen holder!”

Ling Shanyue said angrily: "Don't go too far, isn't it great to be rich?"

Bian Hai smiled faintly: "First, you don't know how to collect things at all, and things fall into your hands and you throw them away; second, you collect them yourself and I show them to people all over the world, so the format is different; third, you are right, Being rich is great!"

"..." Ling Shanyue was speechless, he opened his mouth wide and couldn't say anything.

Bian Hai said triumphantly, "Old Cheng, 75, I'll swipe the card."

Cheng Lao chuckled: "Don't worry, listen to his opinion first." He said and looked at Li Yan.

"Him?" Bian Hai sneered, "Old Cheng, it's not that I look down on him. What can he see?"

"That's not necessarily the case." Cheng Lao said, "Little friend, what do you think of these two things?"

Li Yan narrowed his eyes: "I don't really understand these things."

"Pfft..." Bian Hai laughed.

Cheng Lao showed a hint of disappointment: "When you just identified Qi Lianshan's fake Yuan blue and white, you said it was pretty good, didn't you?"

"Damned." Li Yan said.

"It seems that I think too much." Cheng Lao sighed, "In this case, the pen holder should be given to someone who is more knowledgeable."

Ling Shanyue was in a hurry: "Old Cheng, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Yan grabbed Ling Shanyue and said, "Uncle, forget it. I can't buy a pen holder, and it would be nice to buy an incense burner."

"Incense burner?" Ling Shanyue remembered that there was another incense burner, and took a look at it. It was made of bronze, black or black, and the shape was very clumsy. There was really nothing special about it.

Looking at the year of inscription, it is also vague, there are only four words on the inner wall: Heaven and Earth Jue Ming.

"Can this thing work? I don't even know the age?" Ling Shanyue hesitated.

Li Yan said: "If you can't do it, you have to do it. You see, the card is swiped over there, so don't even think about the pen holder."

"This...well..." Ling Shanyue had no choice but to ask, "Old Cheng, how much is the incense burner?"

"You want an incense burner?" Mr. Cheng said in surprise, "Then...eight thousand."

Eight thousand?

Ling Shanyue was stunned.

There is an iron law in the collection industry, expensive ones are not necessarily good ones, but cheap ones are definitely not good ones.

In a big store like Rongbaotang, 8000 yuan is really cheap.

This also means that even Cheng Lao himself is not very optimistic about this incense burner.

Will this work?

Ling Shanyue was still hesitating, and was pushed on the back by Li Yan.

Eight thousand is eight thousand, it can't be used as a decoration at home, Ling Shanyue has no choice but to swipe the card.

The transaction between the two sides was almost completed at the same time. Holding the pen holder, Bian Hai caught a glimpse of the incense burner in Ling Shanyue's arms, and laughed loudly: "Yo, this incense burner is pretty good, it looks like a street stall."

Ling Shanyue's face turned pale, and he said unconvinced: "The things I bought from Mr. Cheng must be right!"

"You can't say that." Cheng Lao shook his head and said, "This incense burner was actually attached to the pen holder when I bought it. I looked at it, but I couldn't tell the date and origin, and I didn't think it was worth collecting, so I only marked it for 8000 yuan."

"Ah?" Ling Shanyue was stunned.

Bian Hai was out of breath with joy: "Hahahaha, it turned out to be a bonus when you buy a pen holder. Your vision is really good. Baqian bought a gift, admiration!"

The others also shook their heads, feeling that Ling Shanyue really didn't understand.

Ling Shanyue's face was flushed, he was ashamed, and he pulled Li Yan to leave.

Li Yan smiled and said, "Uncle, I think this incense burner is a good thing. Besides, it's better for us to buy a gift for 75 yuan than to buy a fake for [-] yuan, right?"

what?
Everyone was taken aback and looked at Li Yan, not understanding why he said that.

Bian Hai said coldly: "Hey, what do you mean, kid? Who do you think bought a fake? If you are talking about a pen holder, I can only think that you really don't understand. This is obviously Gu Yu's genuine product, absolutely not Incorrect."

Li Yan smiled lightly and said, "Oh, are you so sure?"

"Of course!" Bian Hai said firmly.

Cheng Lao also frowned and said: "My little friend, I have carefully looked at the pen holder. Whether it is the style, age or carving, there is nothing wrong with it. It should be Gu Yu's genuine product without a doubt. Do you have any opinions?"

Li Yan smiled and said: "Of course I have an opinion. This pen holder is not Gu Yu's at all. The three characters Gu Yuzhi at the bottom are engraved later, and the original author's signature is covered by the bamboo branches and leaves added later. I don't believe it." If you scrape away the bamboo branches, there must still be traces of the original signature underneath."

Bian Hai was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahaha, you think I'm stupid, you think I'll believe you if you fool around a few words? If I believe you, you can scrape the bamboo branch away, and I'll be the number one in the world." Fool!"

"Wait a minute!" Cheng Lao suddenly said, "Bring the pen holder, and show me again."

Cheng Lao took a flashlight, carefully observed the inscription at the bottom, and then looked at the bamboo branch Li Yan said. After a long time, his hand shook and the flashlight fell to the ground.

Everyone was shocked.

Bian Hai tremblingly said: "Old Cheng, you are..."

"Unexpectedly, I hunted geese all the year round, and the geese pecked at my eyes!" Mr. Cheng sighed, "This pen holder has indeed been remodeled!"

Bian Hai was dumbfounded.

Old Cheng said with a sinking face: "Bian Hai, don't worry, I will refund the money to you. Xiaoxiao, go get the carving knife!"

Cheng Xiaoxiao fetched the carving knife.

Cheng Lao cut the bamboo branch with a knife and scraped it hard.

The bamboo branch fell off, revealing a mottled trace underneath, which could be vaguely identified as a signature.

There was silence all around.

Everyone was dumbfounded, is this okay?

There is an original treasure under the bamboo branch!
They couldn't help looking at Li Yan.

This kid saw through something that even Mr. Cheng was eye-catching. It's a bit of a miracle!