Live shop exploration: 200 yuan to challenge the antique street

Chapter 100 This painting is an imitation!

After walking for a while, Chu Ang squatted down on a stall and said, "Can the boss do it?"

No matter when you buy something, you must first obtain the consent of the boss. This rule cannot be broken!

Remember!

"can…"

The boss smiled, "Just look at it!"

Zhao Pengcheng on the side also squatted down, but he didn't open his mouth to speak. Outsiders should not talk too much about what others are getting into.
"Anchor, are you going to start Taobao again?"

"Tsk tsk, I think it's better to call it "purchase"!"

"It makes sense!"

"The anchor said just now that he wants to earn 1000 million today?"

"Did you say it? I didn't pay attention!"

"It's a bit of a mouthful... Damn, who cares, I prefer to watch him pick up the leaks!"

On the other side, Chu Ang also began to check the antiques on the street stall one by one.

This antique stall was the largest that Chu Ang had seen since he entered the industry, which was why Chu Ang stayed here.

The several stalls I passed by just now are all counterfeit and parallel imports. It is difficult to find a high imitation that catches the eye!
"..."

While squatting down, Chu Ang slowly raised his eyebrows. He thought that there would be some refreshing treasures in this stall, but in the end he found that most of them were Xibei products.

Seeing Chu Ang's expression of hatred and bitterness, the boss concluded that the other party did not choose the treasure he wanted, and immediately said: "I don't know what treasure you want to choose? Porcelain, jade, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the four treasures of the study?"

"Hey..." Chu Ang sighed, shook his head, didn't say anything, but turned around and left.

The boss heard this sigh, but felt it was particularly harsh, as if it came from his throat, as if mixed with unspeakable bitterness and sadness, a little heavy, but still resentful, with an inexplicable feeling The emotions echoed in the air, as if a little low, a little distant, and a little sad!

The other party seems to say that these are all fakes... There is really no need to continue the discussion!
Having set up a stall for more than ten years, the boss has never suffered such grievances. He felt depressed and said immediately: "Brother... I have a landscape painting by Shi Tao. I don't know if you can eat it?"

"..."

Hearing this, Chu Ang, who was about to turn around and leave, stopped immediately.

"Brothers in the live broadcast room, who is Shi Tao?"

"Shi Tao, formerly known as Zhu Ruoji, is the tenth grandson of Ming Jingjiang King Zhu Zanyi, a serious descendant of the Ming royal family!"

"The descendants of Empress Ming? Impossible? Why did you become a calligrapher again?"

"This is another matter. After Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty hanged Meishan, the descendants of the original Zhu family could be described as a group of demons dancing wildly. This Shi Tao's father...that is, Zhu Ruoji's father Zhu Hengjia was wearing a yellow robe. He sat facing the south and claimed to be a supervisor. In April 1646, Zhu Hengjia was executed by Zhu Yujian, Emperor Shaozong of the Southern Ming Dynasty, and Zhu Ruoji fled from Guilin to Quanzhou, where he shaved his hair and became a monk in Xiangshan Temple, and changed his name to Shitao!"

"MD, Emperor Chongzhen is dead, and these descendants of the Zhu family are still making trouble like this!"

"My history teacher said, don't read the history of Nanming, because you will be pissed off!"

"However, it is worth mentioning that compared with Shi Tao's royal status, his achievements in calligraphy and painting are even more talked about. The famous painter in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties has continued his style of painting, and he should be a great master!"

"So that's it, today is another day of increasing knowledge!"

"It turns out that everyone can be serious! (Pick nose)..."

"Know astronomy from the top, geography from the bottom, and the 91 masters are even more familiar!"

"..."

Chu Ang looked back and asked, "Shi Tao's painting?"

"Of course!" The boss looked at Chu Ang proudly, "I don't know if you can eat it!"

"Oh..." Chu Ang suddenly became interested, "Can I have a look?"

"Hmm!" A cunning light flashed in the boss's eyes, but he hid it well. He carefully opened a package, took out a painting scroll from it, and spread it out on the desk case. .

I saw that the painting is about 120 centimeters long and 60 centimeters wide. The distant mountains, people, and bamboo forest are just a simple and elegant landscape painting!
"This is…"

Chu Ang's face moved slightly, and he glanced at Zhao Pengcheng who was beside him without comprehension.

The two looked at each other, but saw that the other was also looking at him with a smile that was not a smile.

Zhao Pengcheng took the lead and said, "Brother Chu also noticed it?"

"Well... I can see it!" Chu Ang nodded, looking at the picture scroll thoughtfully.

Zhao Pengcheng said: "Why don't you tell me..."

"Let's talk about Mr. Zhao..." Chu Ang shook his head, "I see that Mr. Zhao's journey is difficult, and his heart is already ready to move..."

"Row!"

Zhao Pengcheng laughed, "Brother Chu saw it, well, thank you Brother Chu!"

With that said, Zhao Pengcheng came to the scroll, looked it over carefully, and said solemnly, "Boss, do you know that your painting is a fake?"

Hearing this, the boss's expression became a little unnatural, and he angrily said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

(End of this chapter)