Yin Dajing's eyes fell on the face of the horse-faced boss. The horse-faced boss suddenly smiled and said: "Little boss, I'm sorry. When we do business, of course the one with the highest price gets it. But you came first. In this way, as long as
If you pay the same price as this gentleman, I will sell it to you."
"Okay, I'll pay ten thousand." Yin Dajing gritted his teeth and said.
I thought to myself, Fang Tianze is next door. If it doesn’t work, I should borrow some from him first.
"I'll pay 20,000." Tian Wenbin looked at Yin Dajing provocatively.
"I have thirty thousand."
"I am fifty thousand."
Yin Dajing began to back down. Fifty thousand yuan was no longer a small amount. He didn't know if Fang Tianze had any money. After all, Fang Tianze, like Fang Qiming, was an upright person. He should not have taken advantage of those unjust people.
wealth.
"What? No increase in price?" Tian Wenbin said sarcastically, "Isn't it only 50,000? I have no money? This is the price of a meal for me. Haha, if you have no money, you can sell me wild ginseng.
"
"I'll offer you 100,000." Yin Dajing had an idea and suddenly looked at Tian Wenbin provocatively, "Come on, you are awesome, just keep raising the price."
"Hahaha... Boss, congratulations..." Tian Wenbin spread his hands and said with a smile, "I think this painting is too expensive for a thousand yuan, but you bought it for 100, haha, okay, then I won't be a gentleman.
It's all good for you. Just ask for it."
Moreover, he winked at Yin Dajing, "Do you think I will increase the price? Hehe, I'm not that stupid. I can see that you don't want to increase the price anymore. I just want to trick you, hahaha..."
Tian Wenbin thought that his treacherous plan had succeeded, and he was extremely proud.
"Little boss, how about I wrap it up for you?" The horse-faced boss is undoubtedly the happiest. He is driving Yin Dajing and Tian Wenbin to increase the price. He can't wait to kiss Tian Wenbin hard. This boy is too suitable for my taste.
, maybe you can consider using him as a babysitter in the future.
"Bao." Yin Dajing was also a little worried, wondering if Fang Tianze had enough money.
"Professor Fang!" Yin Dajing walked aside, and Fang Tianze, who was drinking tea, saw Yin Dajing calling him and immediately ran out, "Little uncle, what's wrong?"
"Do you have any money? Lend me one hundred thousand first?" Yin Dajing said with some embarrassment.
"Yes, yes, Junior Uncle, look what you said, it's just one hundred thousand, I have it, take it..." Fang Tianze quickly took out a card from him, "There are three hundred thousand in it, Junior
Uncle Master, take it first! If it’s not enough, I’ll ask Chen Ping to give me some more.”
"Little Master Uncle?" Tian Wenbin was speechless when he heard Fang Tianze calling Yin Dajing "Little Master Uncle". What is the origin of this boy?
"Enough, enough! Just one hundred thousand!"
After Yin Dajing took the card to pay the bill, Fang Tianze picked up the painting and looked at it. Soon, his brows furrowed and his face looked a little ugly: "Uncle Master, you spent 100,000 yuan to buy this painting?
This...this is worth several thousand yuan at most...Boss, are you a bit..."
Fang Tianze was also a little angry. Yin Dajing was also his junior uncle after all, and cheating Yin Dajing was tantamount to cheating him. Of course, he felt unhappy and wanted to bury the hatchet.
The horse-faced boss smiled and said: "Mr. Fang, I'm sorry. You know the rules here. Money and goods are fully paid. This little boss paid for this price himself."
"I have no intention of going back on my word, so don't worry." Yin Dajing took the painting from Fang Tianze's hand and said with a smile: "Professor Fang, let me ask you, do you recognize who painted this painting?
"
Fang Tianze said: "This painting is a copy of a painting by Zhao Lingrang of the Northern Song Dynasty. Zhao Lingrang's paintings mostly depict the sceneries of birds and geese flying by the lakeside, just like this picture of a trip to the south of the Yangtze River. It is exquisite in thought, clear and elegant. If
This is the original work of Zhao Lingran, so this painting is a national treasure, worth hundreds of millions, and cannot be bought with money. However, this is just a copy."
Yin Dajing said: "You can't. Look at this copy. The painting skills are so superb that they are rare in the world. Even if it is a copy, it is a rare rarity."
Fang Tianze said: "Uncle Master, copying is copying. No matter how realistic and expressive it is, it is just a fake! It is worthless."
Yin Dajing said: "That's not right. Some authentic products are very valuable, but fakes may be more valuable than authentic ones. This painting is indeed a copy of a painting by Zhao Lingrang of the Northern Song Dynasty, but his author may be more famous. What do you think?
Look carefully and you should be able to tell..."
Fang Tianze followed Yin Dajing's idea and after further study, he still shook his head and said, "Uncle Master, I think you really made a mistake this time. Although this copy is a good imitation, your painting skills are very profound.
, even for me, it is absolutely difficult to imitate, but it is not from the hands of a famous artist. However, if it can be run well, it may be able to reduce some losses."
"Hahaha, do you really think you are so lucky that you can still see a leak?" Tian Wenbin laughed loudly, "You saw a leak once in our Tianjia Hospital. Did you think you were the son of destiny, so you ran away?
Did you come here to pick it up? How about this big mouth?"
Yin Dajing shook his head and said, "Why have you forgotten Zhang Daqian? Professor Fang, look at this, is this Zhang Daqian's technique?"
"What, Zhang Daqian? Let me see..." When Zhang Daqian was mentioned, Fang Tianze's eyes lit up. He leaned over and took a few glances, then shook his head and said, "Little Master Uncle, this is indeed somewhat Zhang Daqian."
The style, however, is far less mature than Zhang Daqian."
Yin Dajing was speechless. After all, Fang Tianze only had elementary calligraphy skills, and his ability in treasure appraisal was not inferior. He snorted: "Nonsense, this is an early copy of Zhang Daqian's work. Of course it is not mature enough. However, as long as it is Zhang Daqian's
No matter what the work is, it can be considered a work by a famous artist."
"What? Zhang Daqian's copy? Show it to me." At this moment, an old man with white beard and hair, wearing a white robe, walked in quickly.
"President Tan." The horse-faced boss called out respectfully.
"So it's President Tan. I haven't seen you for a long time." Fang Tianze saw the visitor and called out affectionately, "Uncle, let me introduce to you. This is President Tan Jie. He is
President of the Beihu Province Antiques Association. President Tan, this is my junior uncle Yin Dajing."
"Hello, President Tan." Yin Dajing bowed.
"Hello, hello..." Tan Jie simply said hello, without paying attention to Fang Tianze's address to Yin Dajing, and went to take the painting from Yin Dajing's hand.
Due to Yin Dajing's deliberate actions, Yin Dajing came into contact with Tan Jie's hand.
"I found the intermediate antique appreciation skill, do you want to copy it?"
"I found an intermediate counterfeiting skill, do you want to copy it?"
"I found the intermediate carving skill, do you want to copy it?"
Found a treasure!
Make a fortune today!
Yin Dajing was surprised and delighted. He copied Tan Jie's three skills without hesitation, and upgraded his antique appreciation skills and counterfeiting skills to advanced levels.
In the past, Yin Dajing had to look carefully to find out that Zhang Daqian copied it, but now, Yin Dajing could tell just by looking at it.
"Yes, yes, this is really an early copy of Zhang Daqian's work. It is precisely because of this that this copy does not look so perfect and has some flaws." Tan Jie was excited, "But this is Zhang Daqian after all.
The work. Regardless of time, material, or technique, I can be sure that this is Zhang Daqian's copy."
"Kid, you really have a sharp eye. It's really hard for ordinary people to spot you."
The horse-faced boss couldn't sit still and asked: "President Tan, do you mean that this painting is authentic?"
Tan Jie nodded and said: "Of course it is an authentic work. Even if Zhang Daqian's masterpieces worth hundreds of millions cannot be sold, they can still be sold for ten to twenty million. After all, Zhang Daqian doesn't have many works left."
Ten or twenty million?
The horse-faced boss plopped and fell to the ground. He originally thought that he would have made a lot of money after selling one hundred thousand yuan, but now it seems that the loss went to his grandma's house.
And Tian Wenbin felt as if he had eaten a fly, feeling extremely disgusting. Damn it, once again, did I let my baby be picked up by this guy named Yin Dajing in front of me?
The happiest person was Fang Tianze. He was very happy in his heart, but his face showed a slight apology and shame. "Young uncle, you are still the best. I didn't expect you to have such profound attainments in calligraphy and painting. I am."
In front of you, I seem a bit out of my depth."
"What? Lao Fang, you said this kid is your junior uncle?" Tan Jie also opened his mouth. He and Fang Tianze have been friends for many years. Naturally, he also knows Fang Tianze's ability and energy. Suddenly, a person appears.
Junior uncle, he is still so young, doesn't it shock him?