"Fan Laosan asked a young man in his twenties to appraise his family's ancestral calligraphy and paintings. Is he out of his mind?"
Ten meters away, at the flea market's hexagonal pavilion for tourists to rest and enjoy the cool air, a fat man in his thirties half leaned on the pavilion pillar and said with a slight disdain.
Next to the fat man is a tall and thin man about forty years old with a thin body and a calm demeanor. The two of them stand together, one fat and one thin, forming a sharp contrast.
The tall and thin man glanced at the fat man and scolded softly: "What the hell do you know? I know this young man. He is Shen Banzhang, the only grandson of Mr. Shen. He is really good at appraising ancient paintings. You Compared with others, that kind of ability is not worthy of carrying shoes.
"Furthermore, where did Fan Laosan get his ancestral calligraphy and painting? Before his death, Mr. Fan sold almost all the antiques he could sell, and gave all the money to the second sister of the Fan family for safekeeping. If he had left it to Fan Laosan, he would have been killed. He was ruined."
"Shen Banzhang? Brother Chuan, are you talking about Mr. Shen, a heavy building?" the fat man asked with some doubts.
The tall and thin man played with the Wenwan walnuts in his hands and replied angrily, "Aren't you talking nonsense? Is there a second Shen Banzhang in Chuzhou including Jiangnan Province?"
The fat man scratched his head: "Since he is Mr. Shen's grandson, it's a matter of painting. Even if Mr. Shen is a three-pointer, he still has to go to this flea market!"
The tall and thin man said with a look of disgust: "You don't have any persistence at all. You take what others say seriously. No wonder you always slap your eyes. Don't say I'm your cousin when you go out in the future!"
The fat man immediately became anxious, "Goodbye, Brother Chuan, we have been cousins for generations, even if our broken bones are still connected, I will always treat you as my real brother!"
"You idiot! If I say I'm not your cousin, then it's really not true. Do I have a second aunt?" The tall and thin man glanced at the fat man, with helplessness written on his face.
Among the passers-by who were watching, it seemed that except for the tall and thin man who supported Shen Yu, the others supported Fan Shigui.
In fact, it’s not anyone else’s fault, it’s just that Shen Yu is too young. He is a bit conspicuous when he is in his twenties and stood up for others.
Even those who knew Shen Yu in the flea market wanted to see Lao Liu joke with him. After all, the market is so big. If you open more business, others will lose one.
The surroundings were crowded with people, and it was extremely noisy. However, Shen Yu was not affected at all at this time. He was methodically organizing the pens, inks, papers, inkstones, water brushes, magnifying glasses, flashlights and other items on Lao Liu's table.
Except for leaving an inkstone outside, Shen Yu stored all these tools in an exquisitely made double-layered jujube wood box.
Not to mention, the old box that Lao Liu Tao replaced is really good. Looking at the shape, Shen Yu feels that it is at least from the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty.
After pressing the lock of the box, Shen Yu hugged Fan Shigui and said, "The painting has been appraised for you. Please ask Boss Fan to pay the remaining 500 yuan appraisal fee!"
"Bah!"
Fan Shigui spat out a thick mouthful of phlegm on the ground and said in an evil voice: "You still want money, are you crazy? Don't expect me to pay even a penny."
Shen Yu smiled coldly: "It is only natural to give money to appraise paintings. What, you want to break the rules?"
Fan Shigui's eyes rolled around, and he leaned in front of Shen Yu and whispered: "Boy, this scene will not end well for you today. I am not short of money. I just want this painting to be authentic. As long as you put a gold medal on this painting." I'll give you fifty thousand, not to mention five hundred, of your grandfather's Chongzhonglou seal! How about it?"
Shen Yu was really stunned when he heard this. How dare Fan Shigui have such a greedy purpose? Zhi Niang, is he crazy?
"You dare to try to collect my grandfather's seal? Do you want to die?" Looking at Fan Shigui's ugly face, Shen Yu became more and more angry as he thought about it. While his eyes glared, he slowly clenched his right hand.
Fan Shigui also noticed Shen Yu's actions and stared like a bull's eye: "What? You still want to do something? Boy, you have to understand, this is a flea market. There is a security booth thirty meters away. Now that you are gone, no one can protect you if you really hit me!"
"Haha, really?"
After hearing Fan Shigui's words, Shen Yu felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. It's not that he was afraid of the other party. Shen Yu, like Fan Shigui, could hit eight with one hand.
But Shen Yu suddenly thought of his grandfather again.
Alas, my grandfather is indeed gone. If he were here, no one would dare to bully me like this, not to mention this Chuzhou flea market, or even the entire Jiangnan Province antique industry.
You need to walk your own path in the future, but you can't let any cat or dog dare to spray feces in front of you. Today, you must teach him a lesson and let him know the consequences of doing nothing.
Fan Shigui also noticed the pain in Shen Yu's eyes and thought that Shen Yu was afraid of him.
He stared at the mutton-fat jade plaque hanging around Shen Yu's neck, with a hint of greed on his face, and lowered his voice and said: "Well, I'll take a step back and you give me the jade plaque around your neck. Let's do this today." Now that everything is clear, I took the initiative to tell everyone onlookers that your appraisal is correct, so that you can get off the ground."
"Do you still want my jade token?" Shen Yu's eyes were filled with raging anger. If anyone familiar with Shen Yu saw this, they would immediately know that Shen Yu was on the verge of explosion.
This mutton-fat pendant, which will last forever, was carved by Shen Yu personally by Shen Zhonglou. It is made of the best old seed material. Since Shen Yu wore it when he was five years old, it has never been taken off except for necessary maintenance.
The other party first wanted his grandfather's seal, and now he threatened him with the mutton-fat pendant. How could Shen Yu not be angry?
"Okay, okay, you're fine!"
Seeing Shen Yu staring at him, Fan Shigui felt a little scared, and couldn't help but take a half step back, "You, you, you, don't mess around...You are still young, don't be impulsive..."
Some of the onlookers were really not afraid of the excitement, and they even started to whistle.
Only the tall and thin man who just spoke for Shen Yu showed a trace of worry on his face. Just when he was about to walk out of the crowd, something shocking happened.
"Click."
Shen Yu broke the inkstone on the table with the force of his hands. Instantly, the ink in the inkstone poured onto the ground like water.
"Coax..."
A burst of exclamation broke out from the crowd.
"Let me strangle you. Is that a bamboo inkstone in that boy's hand?"
"Looking at the color and style, it doesn't look like..."
"Is that a porcelain inkstone?"
"It's too far away, and it doesn't look like a porcelain inkstone, but more like a stone inkstone!"
"Shi Yan? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"You know what the heck, this is a porcelain inkstone stained with ink. My family has an old She inkstone left over from our ancestors. Do you know how hard it is? Cracking walnuts is like playing.
"I usually lock the inkstone in the cabinet in my study. Who knew that last month my son secretly opened the lock and used it to crack walnuts?
"That's a metal walnut given to me by a friend of mine. It's hard to hit it with a hammer, but the inkstone has been smashed for more than 20 times, and there's no scratch at all. How strong do you think it is? No matter how strong a person is, how can he do it? Break the stone?"
The person who spoke was the fat man leaning on the pillar of the pavilion. He had a proud expression as if he had understood the essence of the matter. The passers-by who were watching seemed to know that the fat man had an unusual identity and did not dare to talk back to him.
"Ignorant and ignorant, in ancient times there was an overlord who lifted a thousand catty cauldron, and Li Yuanba's double hammers also weighed eight hundred catties. How can people today not be so angry?
"When Mr. Zhongzhonglou was young, it was said that he was taught martial arts by Qingyunzi, the master of Qingniu Temple. The old man lived for ninety-eight years before he passed away. Some people even say that he lived for one hundred and eight years.
"This Shen Yu is the only grandson of his old man. What does it mean if he has strength? What a fuss!" The tall and thin man is already the backbone of Shen Yu's support.
Fan Shigui was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out of his head. You must know that he had played with the square inkstone on Lao Liu's table before, and he had poured the ink into it in order for Shen Yu to write a calligraphy and painting appraisal certificate.
And this is not a fragile porcelain inkstone, but an extremely hard stone inkstone.
Stone inkstones have a long-lasting reputation in the antique circle. How much strength does it take to break the stone? It is simply incredible.
It seems that this kid is really anxious. If he really wants to beat himself up, why not beat himself to death?
If a good man doesn't want to suffer the immediate consequences, he must quickly find a way to stabilize him.
Although Fan Shigui was surprised at Shen Yu's strength, Shen Yu's heart was also fluctuating like a stormy sea.
Shen Yu heard all the exclamations from passers-by, and now he is also in a state of confusion.
Just now, when he was on the verge of rage, he really wanted to take action against Fan Shigui. He had even thought about the move he would use, just like how he dealt with the man in sunglasses in Jiang'an Villa, giving Chu Shigui a knee in the front.
But just when he loosened his fist and wanted to turn it into a claw, his eyes suddenly became cool, and then Shen Yu suddenly woke up from the rage.
After biting the tip of his tongue, Shen Yu felt a chill on his back and couldn't help asking secretly: "Shen Yu, what happened to you today? How come you have forgotten all the instructions from grandpa? Martial arts can only deal with the most vicious people. Never attack ordinary people.
"You usually pride yourself on your intelligence, but why did you get really angry when you were provoked by a little rogue today? If you want to take action, won't you really be fooled by the other party?"
When he woke up from his anger, he originally wanted to pour the ink from the inkstone into the ink cartridge, store it, and then run away.
This guy surnamed Fan can give money if he likes it, and forget it if he doesn’t. Anyway, it’s Lao Liu who’s losing money.
Moreover, the Qing Dynasty will be Qing Dynasty. If this painting cannot be turned into an authentic painting even if it is painted by Fan, why should I be afraid?
As long as he goes to any antique shop for appraisal, his flaws will be revealed immediately. Why bother arguing with him here?
Little did he know that the inkstone contained too much ink. He didn't hold it properly and the ink almost spilled out.
Shen Yu quickly tried to balance the inkstone with both hands, but with this slight force, the inkstone was broken from the middle.
"How did my strength become so strong???" Shen Yu became more and more confused the more he thought about it.
……
"I'm talking about Fan San, when did your mother-in-law's ancestors produce ministers and censors? Are we going to introduce Fan Kuan or Fan Zhongyan again, Fan Chengda, and Fan Zhong are your ancestors' old routine?"
At this moment, a very loud voice came into Shen Yu's ears.
I saw a thin, calm-looking middle-aged man with short hair and walked in through the crowd.
He is about forty years old. He wears a white shirt, black trousers and shiny leather shoes. He looks like an unusual person.
This person was none other than the one who spoke to Shen Yu in the pavilion.
This chapter has been completed!