Ten Miles of Red Makeup: The Legend of Ming Yu

Chapter 493 Eyesight
Xu Jiao had already got into the carriage, got off the carriage aggressively, and entered the shop with thunderous fury.

If he dared to sell fakes to her, he wouldn't be afraid to have his shop closed!

At that time, Ming concubine asked Chu Mochen to help her choose an authentic work, and then picked out some others. Xi'er paid for it, and she would see if there was anything else she wanted to buy.

Concubine Ming is not interested in these calligraphy and painting antiques. After Xi'er pays the money, she is ready to leave.

Just turning around, I saw Xu Jiao walking in with an angry face, and walked directly to the counter. The maid behind her threw the brocade box on the counter and said, "You are so brave, you dare to sell fakes to my girl! You Do you know who my girl is?!"

Of course the shopkeeper knew who they were, and the girls from Duke Cheng's mansion were also frequent visitors on this street.

The shopkeeper hurriedly said, "Small shops rely on their conscience to do business. These paintings are hung on the walls, and customers can choose them. Whether these antique calligraphy and paintings are real or not, it all depends on the girl's discerning eyes. Both money and goods are paid. There is no reason to go back on your word. What's more, the girl's painting is authentic."

It was fine if the shopkeeper didn't speak, but Xu Jiao became even angrier when she spoke.

This means that she doesn't have the ability to distinguish the real one from the fake one, so she should be responsible for buying a fake painting, right? !

The money has been paid to him, so she should bear all the consequences, it has nothing to do with the shop, right? !

Xu Jiao's mouth was trembling, some words were difficult for her to say, and the maid behind her said angrily, "You are right to sell fake paintings! They have been exposed, and you dare to say they are authentic!"

The shopkeeper had a headache, and the little maid said angrily, "I don't want the painting, I will lose money!"

"This painting is real," said the shopkeeper, "Young lady won't suffer a bit if she buys this painting."

Xu Jiao was so angry that she asked the servant girl to take out the painting, and Xu Jiao threw it on the shopkeeper, "Will I not be able to tell if it's the real thing or a fake?!"

Hearing what she said, Mingyu felt her cheeks ache. Wasn't this a slap in the face? If she could tell the difference, she wouldn't have bought a fake painting. It would be unlucky for the shopkeeper to meet her.

But the shopkeeper is right. There are real and fake antique calligraphy and paintings, no more than other things. Before buying, you will be mentally prepared to buy fakes. There is no reason for you to take away the paintings and return them if you find out that they are fakes. , Generally such shops are once sold, no return.

Therefore, it is necessary to choose carefully, and the shop provides tables and chairs for guests to observe carefully and identify the authenticity.

If Ming concubine guessed correctly, it should be that the servant girl heard Chu Mochen say that the painting was fake just now, so she went back and told Xu Jiao, so she came back to kill her again.

Now that she had put on a face and made a fuss, with her temper, she would not let it go without asking for an explanation.

But the shopkeeper knows how to do business, he said, "Girl, if you want to return the product, the shop will refund it for you, but you have to deduct [-]% of the money."

Xu Jiao's expression was not good, and she looked at the shopkeeper with anger.

This painting costs 200 taels, and 240% is deducted, which is [-] taels.

She lost so much just by going out, and the money of Cheng Guogong's mansion did not come from the wind.

But the shop has its own rules, allowing her to return the goods is already an exception, and 200% is not much, if possible, the shopkeeper would rather give her [-] taels than tangle with her, because she can't afford it.

Xu Jiao sneered, "A fake painting, you still want to take it back, can't you continue to sell it for money?!"

The shopkeeper didn't speak, obviously acquiescing.

Xu Jiao grabbed the painting and tore it up.

Many people gathered around the shop, applauding Xu Jiao's actions.

This is how they should resist fakes, even though they will never be able to afford such a fake.

But how can a worthless counterfeit be sold so expensive, and can sell money that they can't earn in their entire lives.

The shopkeeper's face changed, and he said, "Girl! There is no way for the shop to refund this money!"

The servant girl shouted, "Don't you dare, and you are not afraid that the money will be hot in your hands?!"

The shopkeeper picked up the painting that Xu Jiao had thrown on the ground, put it on the table and said, "This painting is authentic, the girl has already bought it, it has nothing to do with the shop whether to tear it up or burn it."

"This painting is fake!" cried the servant girl.

The little guy couldn't help but said, "This painting is authentic, if the girl doesn't believe it, she can find someone who knows how to read it."

The shopkeeper put the painting on the table, and the boy stood beside him. The shopkeeper didn't speak, obviously what the boy meant was what he meant.

Xu Jiao's maid said, "Look for it! Who is afraid of whom!"

I don't believe that Prince Zhennan's vision is so bad.

This street is the biggest noisy street in Kyoto, and it is the favorite place for the young masters and ladies of the family to come to. As soon as the news spread, several young masters of the noble family came over.

Stand by the table to see if the painting is real or fake.

After reading it, a man said, "It seems to be true."

Another man said, "It looks real to me."

Xu Jiao's face was faintly ugly.

Are they stupid? She said that this painting is fake!

Of course, the young master of the two families knew that Xu Jiao tore up the painting because he believed it was fake, but didn't he see the prince of Zhennan standing aside without saying a word?
With his eyesight, he can't fail to see that this painting is genuine. If they say it's fake, doesn't that mean they have no interest?

Moreover, this painting looks more and more like the real one, and there is no trace of a fake.

Soon, several people came over and agreed that this was an authentic painting.

The servant girl shouted, "This is impossible! The Prince of Zhennan said that this painting is a fake!"

Young masters of aristocratic families, you looked at me, and I looked at you, in disbelief.

Is Zhennan Prince's vision so bad?
Xu Jiao's face was faintly ugly. Could it be that this painting is real? The prince of Zhennan called it a fake because she robbed his concubine's painting, which made her angry and finally returned the painting?
She was fooled!

Not only Xu Jiao thought so, but even Ming concubine suspected that Chu Mochen was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable, and told her that the robbed piece was a fake, making her secretly happy.

With good intentions, Ming concubine glanced at Chu Mochen, the blue waves flowed, and she did it beautifully.

Chu Mochen held his forehead, a bit of helplessness was hidden in his beautiful phoenix eyes.

Is he that kind of person? Now that things are getting serious, if he doesn't give an explanation, his reputation that he can't even tell the truth from the fake should spread.

Chu Mochen glanced at the painting on the table, and said calmly, "The fake painting you and I saw is not this one."

"Huh?" Minnie was stunned.

Xi'er stood aside, listening in a daze, why is it not this one, could it be that the painting was changed?

Xi'er looked at the shopkeeper, who had an ugly face and said, "This one is the real one, Cheng Guogong's mansion, the small shop can't afford it."

Ming concubine was speechless, and the black line on her forehead fell straight down, that is to say, Xu Jiao and her robbed a fake painting. Chu Mochen said that she had a good eye, picked a fake, and hurriedly went to sue Xu Jiao.

Then Xu Jiao made a fuss and tore up an authentic painting?

"I'm sorry for this authentic painting," Ming concubine said regretfully.

(End of this chapter)