girl appraiser

Chapter 224 Uncertainty (1)

Duanmu Baolian told him solemnly——as a Baolian flower, she really didn't want to be sat on the bottom of the Buddha.She was depressed when she saw the golden Buddha and had to sell it.

"Baolian, where did you get those antiques?" Mr. Mei was really curious.

"Some were bought from the antique market, and some were pawned by others." Duanmu Baolian said with a cheerful smile, "Why, are you interested?"

"I'm not interested in antiques!" Mr. Mei shook his head. What he's interested in now is Duanmu Baolian, which he bought from the antique market. Why doesn't he have such good luck?pawn?He has opened Jinmeifang for two years. It is not that no one comes to pawn, but the things that are pawned are either worthless or imitations.

He never received anything of value, and every time he made Wu Shufei and others laugh at him, he became a representative of the stupidity of rich people.

"Baolian..." Mr. Mei thought for a while and said, "The painting in your room was painted by someone and then made old?" Anyway, he couldn't imagine that an ancient painting was actually Duanmu. What does Pauline look like?It's incredible.

Therefore, the only possibility is——she asked someone to draw it according to her appearance, and then made it old. However, it is not so easy to make the painting so old that it is fake, at least not in such a short few days. , can do it.

"I look like such a boring person?" Duanmu Baolian said.

"How did that come about?" Mr. Mei asked curiously, "Why do the people in the ancient paintings look so much like you?"

"I don't know either." Duanmu Baolian sighed, "A strange uncle sold it to me."

"Strange uncle?" Mr. Mei was stunned, "How much?"

"Plus some messy things, 3000 million... He is still talking nonsense, saying he wants cash, which caused me to misunderstand. I thought he wanted cash, and I was going to go to the bank to withdraw the cash. Just smash him to death." Speaking of this, Duanmu Baolian felt very wronged, "Being messed up by him, plus that ancient painting, I forgot to bargain. I was a boss not long ago, and I was still a novice, so I met such a difficult customer. "

"3000 million..." Mr. Mei frowned slightly, and said after a while, "Have you ever considered that it might be a fake? No, that painting doesn't even have a specific date and date, so it's not worth much at all."

"I've read the information!" Duanmu Baolian couldn't explain the golden plum worm to him. Besides, the golden plum worm was her secret. Even if she was facing Mr. Mei, even if this person might be her father's friend, So she took care of her in every possible way, but she absolutely couldn't name the golden plum bug. The value of this bug was too high, and if people knew about it, it would cause endless troubles.

Although she is simple, she is not stupid, and because of Zhang Fengzhen's lessons learned, she is even more careful.

For Zhang Fengzhen, 100 million plus a house is enough to make them abandon their benevolence and morality and take risks.What about others?Before the absolute temptation of money, how many people can hold it?She believed in Mr. Mei, but she had better be careful.

"Antique materials?" Mr. Mei felt dumbfounded again.

"Well, I've worked hard to learn all kinds of antique materials recently." Duanmu Baolian said, "According to the performance of that painting, the charcoal sketch, light makeup, and clothes and shoes fluttering around, like a room full of wind, it is very likely that it is a painting. The work of Saint Wu Daozi."

(End of this chapter)