Country Feng Shui master in the city

At the corner of another street, Chen Luo cleaned up the dust on the copper coin gourd, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he didn't expect to buy a good treasure after spending 200 yuan.

"I finally found you, little brother, I don't want to sell this gourd of copper coins. This is your 200 yuan and I will return it to you."

That young man was a local snake. After playing around a few times in the street, he actually found Chen Luo at the corner of several streets.Chen Luo observed the man's expression, and probably knew the value of the copper coin gourd, otherwise he would not have chased him.

Chen Luo didn't reach out to pick up the two red skins, and said calmly: "Pay with one hand and deliver with the other. The transaction between us has been completed, and there is nothing between us. I don't want to sell this copper coin gourd now, but I want to sell it in the future." If so, you will be the first to be notified.”

Indeed, the transaction was like this, the young man was somewhat unreasonable and said: "This copper coin gourd was originally used by my shop to ward off evil spirits. I didn't know it before. Now I will buy it back from you with double the money. Let's do it this way."

As soon as Chen Luo saw it, since the other party had noticed it, it was not easy to keep it, and was planning to raise the price and return it to the other party. Who knew what the young man was thinking when he saw Chen Luo, and suddenly stretched out his right hand to ask for a gourd of copper coins and guns.Chen Luo sensed how sharply he sensed the other party's intentions, and flicked his right hand to the side, the man immediately flew into the air.

Chen Luo was a little annoyed and said, "So I planned to return it to you, but you just wanted to grab it. Now I don't want to make a deal with you."

"I want to go far away after picking up a bargain, and I don't go out to find out. Who am I? Brat will give you one last chance. If you don't want to be beaten, return the things to me quickly, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, how?"

"Let you understand why the flowers are so red." Furious, the young man raised his fist and punched Chen Luo in the face. Chen Luo stuffed the copper coin gourd in his pocket, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the opponent and hit him. He twisted his fist hard, and the young man dislocated his arm. The pain was so painful that tears came out, and he shouted, "Let go of my hand quickly."

Chen Luo let go of him, and said with a word: "Find an old Chinese doctor to bring the bone back, and don't worry about flashing your tongue when you talk big."

That young man couldn't beat Chen Luo, so he could only watch him leave.

At noon, his cousin Fang Lan asked him if he wanted to go back for dinner. Chen Luo would not go back if he hadn't enjoyed himself enough, so he simply set up a stall in Panjiayuan, put out all the five antiques in his backpack, and held the old pool in one hand. Sauerkraut noodles squatted on the ground to eat.

Not long after, a mixed-race boy came over, looked at the head of the zodiac rat, and said with a mocking smile: "This fake is so lifelike that ordinary people really can't tell it's fake."

I didn't expect this mixed race to be quite powerful.Chen Luodao: "This is the real thing, you can't afford something worth tens of millions."

"Did you mean rubles?" The mixed-race youth was still very arrogant, and said, "These things are real, but I am interested in your calligraphy and paintings, so I can open them and have a look."

"No. This is the authentic work of Tang Bohu's "Looking at the Spring and Listening to the Wind". I dare not show it to others in such a chaotic street." Chen Luo said.

"Well, I have a friend who owns an antique shop nearby. If you want, we can go there." The mixed-race youth said.

"Yes. But when I finish this bowl of instant noodles, the noodles are too sour."

Chen Luo replied while eating noodles.

The mixed-race youth obviously acquiesced, and said: "My name is Philip, my mother is Taiwanese, and my father is French. I can speak English, French, Hokkien, and of course Mandarin. I am engaged in art investment business. If your paintings are authentic , I will pay a high price to buy it."

It turned out to be a Chinese-French mixed race, no wonder his eyes looked so deep, he was wearing a dark blue dress, his hair was sprayed with hairspray, at first glance he looked like a man who likes to seduce women.

"My name is Chen Luo, and I am also engaged in art investment business."

Antiques, calligraphy and paintings are all art, and dumping antiques is also a business. One minute later, after Chen Luo finished his lunch, he carefully put away the five treasures on the ground, and followed Philip to an antique shop in Shitou Zhai.

"Philip, who is this little brother?" A young man full of ruffianism and arrogance saw Chen Luo walking in with a paper fan.

"The little friend Chen Luo I met just now, he has a copy of Tang Bohu's "Looking at the Spring and Listening to the Wind" in his hand. I will borrow your treasure-appreciating table for use."

"Do you think there will be an authentic one in his hand?"

"You'll know if it's the real work." Chen Luo said with a smile on his lips.

"Follow me over here." The young man also laughed and said, "My name is Qiao Biancheng, and this is my business card. If you have any good things, you can send them to Shishizhai. No matter where you come from It is obtained through channels, and it is safe to trade with me." He said and handed a business card to Chen Luo.

Chen Luo and the others saw the treasure appraisal room. There was a wide long table in the middle of the room, covered with a layer of soft protective layer to prevent the antiques in their hands, such as bracelets, from falling and being damaged.Chen Luo opened the "Looking at the Spring and Listening to the Wind" that he won from Xiang Zhen's bet in his backpack, took it out, put it on the treasure appraisal table, and said: "This painting is from a friend who is in politics. According to him, it belongs to the ancestors."

"Let me take a look first." Phyllis took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put them on, then carefully opened the scroll, paying attention to every detail.

"It turned out to be Tang Bohu's classic work. Tang Bohu's paintings have a characteristic, which is as free and easy as his character."

This young man named Qiao Biancheng observed the map of watching the spring and listening to the wind, and said a few words. You must know that Tang Bohu is a famous writer and painter in Chinese history. He also participated in the imperial examination. Naturally, he couldn't do it as an official, because his father was a businessman, and people looked down on businessmen in the feudal era. Tang Bohu can also be regarded as an artist who leaked out of the imperial examination system. His paintings are magnificent, and if they are authentic, they are very valuable.

Chen Luo snickered, this is a copy of Wan Qing's work, it can be so fake that it can be seen as real if he doesn't use the kaleidoscope technique.

Qiao Biancheng looked at it for a while, then said to Chen Luo, "Do you have anything valuable, show me?"

"The watering statue of Guanyin, a piece of Hetian jade from Xinjiang, a gourd of copper coins, and the heads of rats of the twelve zodiac signs, a total of 500 million things are all yours." Chen Luo took out all the remaining treasures in the mountaineering bag and put them on the treasure appraisal platform.

"A copper head of the twelve zodiac signs is worth at least tens of millions. This item of yours is a fake. As for other items, you have to see them before you know." Qiao Biancheng took out his mobile phone and made a call, explained a few words, and soon walked in. Qiao Biancheng told the two appraisers, "Look at the value of these piles."

"It's the boss." Two appraisers appraised the things. In less than 10 minutes, one of the appraisers whispered in Qiao Biancheng's ear.

"It seems that you have some skills, and the deal is made." Qiao Biancheng took out the check book and immediately wrote out 500 million in the amount, and handed it to him.

"Give me the stuff."

"It's the boss—"

Chen Luo checked the check carefully, and it was indeed genuine, so he carefully kept it.

"Mr. Philip, I'm going to the bank to cash the check. This is an authentic work and you don't need to look at it again." Chen Luo said.