Lost and Spy

Chapter 398
"Old Miao, Lao Miao, I'm here to see you."

"What are you doing, what are you doing here, Meng!"

"Old Miao, you are wrong. We have been together for such a long time, and we are friends. Let me see what's wrong with you? Besides, you gave me a knife last time, and I haven't healed yet. I don't mind it anymore, you are fine, it seems that I have some bad intentions in coming to see you."

"Meng Shaoyuan!"

Miao Chengfang's expression was properly guarded: "You weasel has no good intentions to pay a New Year's greeting to the chicken."

"Old Miao, you just don't like to trust others." Meng Shaoyuan sighed, shaking the oil-paper bag in his hand: "See, I bought pork head meat and peanuts for you."

Meng Shaoyuan's poor character and bad reputation have been among the best since the beginning of the powerful agency.

Don't say it's Miao Chengfang who doesn't believe it. If it's another person, except for those young people who just became spies and don't know how deep they are, if they see Meng Shaoyuan buy you a gift, is there anyone who isn't afraid?

"Let's talk, before it's too late." Miao Chengfang looked at the oil-paper bag, then at Meng Shaoyuan: "What's the matter? Tian Qi is practicing calligraphy inside, and I happen to have some time."

"It's good to practice calligraphy, to cultivate one's morality and morals." Meng Shaoyuan flattered him: "I'm here, it really has something to do with calligraphy."

"Since when did you become obsessed with calligraphy?"

"Not all of them." Meng Shaoyuan said mysteriously: "Didn't you forge a copy of Lin Qingquan's poem that time to make it fake? I just want to ask you, where did you learn this skill? You will do other fakes. No? For example, fake antiques and fake calligraphy and paintings?"

Sure enough, Meng Shaoyuan's gift would never be given in vain.

Miao Chengfang sneered: "What bad idea are you thinking about again? Fake? Let me think about it. I'm really hungry. I'll eat some of your pig's head first."

"The pork head will be eaten later." Meng Shaoyuan pressed his hand: "It's urgent, it's a big task."

"Big mission?"

"It's really a big task. I'm retreating westward with a hundred thousand troops. I need...to forge some fake things, but I don't have the talent in this field. Doesn't it remind me that you will make fakes, so I'm looking for you?"

As soon as he heard that it was such an important event, Miao Chengfang stopped laughing: "It's fine for me to forge letters, but it's a bit difficult for me to forge other things. In the past, masters of this kind of forgery were concentrated in the Liulichang area of ​​Beiping, but Now, some people are old, and some people have retired. In Shanghai? Don’t say, there are really such a number.”

Hearing this, Meng Shaoyuan was refreshed, and listened carefully to Miao Chengfang's words:
"This man, Xin Yichen, from Shanghai, went to Peiping when he was six years old, became an apprentice at 'Baoyi Zhai' at the age of ten, became a teacher in nine years, worked for 'Baoyi Zhai' in nine years, and then went out to set up his own business. But what about Xin Yichen, He tried every means to make the only daughter of the boss of Baoyizhai fall in love with him, and after marrying her, he would naturally become the boss of Baoyizhai in the future.

The boss of Baoyi Zhai saw that he was practical and willing to do it, and married his daughter, so he simply handed over Baoyi Zhai to him in advance.As a result, once Baoyizhai got his hands on this person, his true colors would be revealed immediately.He has learned the skill of counterfeiting, and the imitated things can often be confused with the real ones. With this skill, he made a lot of fakes, and sold all the fakes through the trust of others in Baoyizhai. As a result, in the end, Let Baoyi Zhai's reputation stink.

The old shopkeeper saw that his life's hard work had fallen to such a point, and was so angry that he couldn't afford to get sick. His daughter said a few words to Xin Yichen, but he beat and scolded him again and again. The shopkeeper was eventually pissed off.

Seeing that his reputation in Beiping was ruined and he couldn't get along anymore, Xin Yichen simply returned to Shanghai and opened a "Xinyi Zhai", still relying on his fake skills.This Shanghai is no better than Beiping. There are so many masters of antiques and everyone, how can they tell the real from the fake? Therefore, he has cheated a lot of money over the years. "

"It's done, it's him."

Meng Shaoyuan was overjoyed: "Xinyizhai, Xin Yichen, Lao Miao, thank you so much."

"It's done, it's done, it's unlucky for him to offend you, but, this kid has done so many bad things over the years, it's retribution for him to fall into your hands."

"Then I'll go find him." Meng Shaoyuan turned around and left.

Miao Chengfang was really hungry, so he opened the greased paper bag Meng Shaoyuan sent, picked up a piece of pork head, and put it in his mouth happily.

A moment later, Miao Chengfang's roar came:

"Meng Shaoyuan, you bastard, you shameless thing, give me a stinky pig's head!"

……

Xin Yichen opened the store early this morning.

The gunshots came again.

Xin Yichen frowned.

I heard that the Sixing Warehouse is still fighting. Haven't the Chinese soldiers died yet?

This war has seriously affected my business.

Finish the fight early, no matter who wins or loses, I can do business normally.

A very fashionable young man walked in.

Wearing a three-piece suit, three-cut black and white two-tone leather shoes, a top hat, and a Longines watch on his wrist.

Just looking at it like this, the rich did not run away.

"Oh, young master, what are you looking at?" Xin Yichen immediately asked courteously, "Have you eaten yet? I'll have someone get you a bowl of noodles?"

"No need." Meng Shaoyuan put his hands behind his back: "Just take a look."

"Hey, look, look. Come, serve tea, good tea!"

The man served the tea and stood aside to be served.

"Master, take a look at this." Xin Yichen followed beside him: "A decent vase from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty."

"Is there any vase that is not decent?"

"Oh, master, you are so good at telling jokes." Xin Yichen said with a smile on his face, "You and I know that you are a big expert, and you speak so humorously. I'm not bragging with you, just this vase is full of Shanghai. As far as I want, I have it."

Meng Shaoyuan smiled lightly: "Then let me have a look."

"Hey, young master, sit down and drink tea."

Xin Yichen took down the vase and carefully put it in front of Meng Shaoyuan: "Young master, you're so good, let's not talk about the price or not, just see if it's a good thing."

How did Meng Shaoyuan know?

Pretending to look there for a while: "The things are good, let's talk about the price."

According to the rules of this industry, Xin Yichen said, "There are people who are destined to sell goods, and the money is something outside the body. Young master, you can set a price at will, and I will do as long as I don't lose money."

"Open whatever you want."

Meng Shaoyuan thought for a while, then took out an ocean from his pocket, and threw it on the table: "That's it."

what?
Xin Yichen was stunned, how could there be such an offer in this world?
"Master, you are joking with me again."

"Are you kidding? I don't have the time to joke with you!" Meng Shaoyuan stared: "You let me bid casually, and you pretend that I don't know it's a fake? An ocean is just for your face!"

This!
This vase is indeed a fake, but Xin Yichen is confident that there are not many people in Shanghai who can spot it.

This young man looked like a playboy, but he didn't look much, and he could tell it at a glance?
He didn't know that Meng Shaoyuan didn't know anything about antiques at all, and he learned it there.

It’s best to get it right, but if you get it wrong, there are naturally mistakes.

"Yes, young master, there is no virtue or righteousness in buying and selling." Xin Yichen put it another way: "If you want to say that I am a fake, I can't tell for myself. In this antique shop, everyone has their own opinions..."

However, something unexpected happened.

"boom!"

Meng Shaoyuan actually piled the vases on the ground.

In an instant, a good vase was smashed to pieces.

"My vase!"

"My feet!"

The two voices sounded almost simultaneously.

Before Xin Yichen had time to feel distressed, he saw Meng Shaoyuan holding his feet and screaming.

"No, young master, you, where are you singing?"

"Are you blind? Your vase smashed my foot!" Meng Shaoyuan said viciously.

"You obviously pushed it down. Besides, the vase didn't hit at all... No, you're not here to buy things, you're here to touch porcelain!"

Xin Yichen finally came to his senses.

"My feet! It hurts to death!" Meng Shaoyuan was still yelling, "Come on, my feet have been smashed!"

As soon as he finished calling, he saw a detective rushing in with a few policemen: "What's going on, what's going on?"

"Oh, you came just in time." Xin Yichen hurried forward, "I don't know who to provoke, but here comes a Puncher."

"Touch porcelain?"

The inspector looked at the fragments on the ground: "Is this your vase?"

"It was smashed by him..."

"I didn't ask who smashed it, I just asked if it was your vase?"

"It's mine, it's mine."

"Is this store yours too?"

"It's mine, it's mine."

The inspector came to Meng Shaoyuan: "Sir, what's your foot?"

"It's broken." Meng Shaoyuan pointed at his feet aggrievedly: "Look, look."

Look at what, there is no injury.

The inspector's face sank: "Take them away, take them all away!"

"Ah!" Xin Yichen was stunned: "Here, I..."

"What about you and me, take them all away, and talk to them in the patrol room!"

Xin Yichen just disappeared from Shanghai.

It was as if there had never been such a number one person in Greater Shanghai.

Now everyone is paying attention to the war situation in Shanghai and the Sixing Warehouse. Who cares if you, a profiteer, disappear?

……

Xin Yichen found that he was not taken to the police station, but was taken to a factory.

The young man touching porcelain was communicating with a foreigner in English.

And beside him, there are two foreigners staring at him.

"Mr. Hawes, I found the person you want." Meng Shaoyuan pointed to Xin Yichen behind him: "He is the best counterfeiter in Shanghai, use him well."

"Meng, your work efficiency is really high."

"Hey, I've made an agreement with you." Meng Shaoyuan made a special confession: "This man is not honest, you'd better keep a close eye on him and lock him up somewhere for research. If he resists, you can beat him a few times." If you starve him a few times with a big mouth, this kid will naturally be honest."

"My dear Meng, don't worry, I promise I will 'entertain' him well."

(Chapter 390 "Major Scandal" has been blocked, and the spider is revising it, so another chapter will be posted as a great compensation to readers.)
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