The shop owner is also hesitant now. No one is a fool. Since he is sure that this is a fake, how can he buy it at a high price?!

There is only one possibility, that is, there is something fishy about this calligraphy and painting, or there is something special about it that I did not notice.

Wang Chao didn't care and handed the copybook over generously.

The boss picked it up and looked at it carefully for a while, but finally found nothing unusual, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Tell me, what on earth is this kid doing?"

"Did he really see something different?"

"Impossible, this is Mr. Liu's personal appraisal. His research on this topic ranks second in the country, and no one dares to praise him!"

Passers-by started talking again. This kind of thing was indeed a bit strange, which naturally aroused their great curiosity.

"I'll call Mr. Liu. Maybe we'll watch and sing a good show today."

Suddenly, a young man rushed to Mr. Liu's residence to inform him of the news.

Everyone is just watching the fun, so naturally they don’t think it’s a big deal.

“Young man, have you transferred the money yet?!”

"Quick, I'm anxious..."

The old man kept staring at Wang Chao's movements, looking at his unhurried appearance, but he felt impatient in his heart.

At this moment, a young man suddenly walked out from the crowd. He looked about the same age as Wang Chao, but he was wearing very luxurious clothes, and he could tell at a glance that he was unusual.

"etc!"

"This young master likes this thing!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's attention shifted from Wang Chao to the young man in front of them.

"Wow, this is Mr. Qian, why is he here?!"

"This is the eldest son of Jubaoxuan. Even he is interested in this thing. Is it really not a fake?!"

Jubaoxuan is one of the largest antique shops in Yanjing. It even has more than a dozen auction houses under its umbrella. It has branches all over the country. Every day, there is an endless stream of good things collected and then passed through their hands for auction.

The price can definitely double!

"Mr. Qian, do you like it too?!"

The old man hesitated, and suddenly had an urge not to sell it. It was impossible for the two people to fight for the fake product, and the latter was the eldest son of Jubaoxuan!!!

"Yes, I am also interested in this thing."

"Although it is not Wang Xizhi's original work, it can be regarded as an imitation of the ancients, but it also absorbs some of the essence. There are very few such things in the world. I want to collect one to watch."

This reason given by Mr. Qian is very reasonable. After all, young men like them are not short of money at all.

Collecting some things for your own hobbies is also a very normal thing.

"Old man, I'll pay 200,000 for this thing!"

"Give it to me!"

Mr. Qian directly reached out and asked for it. He never thought that the other party would dare to refuse. This was a good thing. After all, it could prevent others from losing money.

The value of this thing is not high, mainly because it is rare, and Mr. Qian particularly likes Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, so it doesn't matter if he spends more money.

"good!"

"I sell!"

The old man laughed. He thought he was going to lose a lot of money, but he didn't expect to make more money. He would be a fool if he didn't take action now!

Just as the old man was about to hand over the copybook, Wang Chao stepped forward and blocked his way, and said in a calm voice: "Wait a minute, in business, it's first come, first served, right?"

"I've already made a bid, and you agreed to sell, so why go back on your word?!"

Although Wang Chao doesn't understand the rules of ancient entertainment, he still knows a little bit about it.
Chapter completed!