Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Chapter 20 What Are You Making Mess About?

Nine times out of ten, this is a game, the woman, the tall and thin man, and even the fat man who is hiding far away are all in the same group.

It's just that Li Ding'an hasn't figured out the key for a while.

The woman is indeed calling the police. This is an antique market again. There must be no shortage of calligraphy and painting experts. If it is fake, it will definitely be identified.

But to say that this painting is real, if it really can’t be sold, what’s the deal?

That's why Li Ding'an was a little puzzled...

Netizens in the group also talked about it.

"What should we do now?"

"What else can I do, pay me!"

"How to pay?"

Pin Yixuan: "[-]% may be [-]% each, the small probability is that the Chinese face will pay [-]%, and the thin and tall one will pay [-]%. It may also be [-]% and [-]%!"

Young lady: "@李安之, this is not a game, is it?"

Li Ding'an didn't speak, picked up his phone and typed a line: "I looked at it, it still looks like a bureau!"

"Come on, that woman has already called the police."

"The woman also promised to find a master appraiser, how could it be a bureau?"

Nutrition Express: "Anchor, you are going too far. If you say this is a leak, no one will dare to force you, because the face of the one who dared to force you was almost swollen by you yesterday. But you said this is a game... I don't agree with it!"

Small output expert: "Yes, even if you have good eyesight, you dare to treat the appraiser as a dish, but the police can't just eat dry food, right?"

Li Ding'an: "It's not that the police can't do it, it's that they specialize in surgery, unless they come here directly with the equipment, on-site appraisal..."

Nutrition Express: "This has nothing to do with identification or not. The key is that the logic doesn't make sense."

Small output expert: "It's right if it doesn't work, I bet, this is definitely not a game. If I lose, I will broadcast the tree climbing upside down. I won't say if I can climb it, but I will definitely climb it... At least 5 minutes to start!"

Haha, bet?
Li Ding'an was happy, "Okay, what if I lose?"

Little expert: "If you lose, you will be given a red envelope... not many, just give away all the rewards in the past two days!"

Li Dingan hesitated without hesitation: "Okay!"

If there is no problem with this painting, let alone give out red envelopes, he dares to chew and eat his phone...

As soon as the anchor was going to give out red envelopes, the live broadcast room became more lively and noisy, and at the same time, the appraiser came and the police also came.

It should be very famous, anyway, the owner of the Kistler shop is very polite, saying "teacher" on the left and "teacher" on the right.

The teacher looked very seriously, holding a magnifying glass to look at and touch, almost inch by inch.After watching for 10 minutes, he straightened up: "It's an authentic work by Ding Fuzhi, and the price of 17 yuan is also very reasonable!"

This is a result that has been expected for a long time, and no one in the store is surprised.

On the contrary, the live broadcast room turned upside down.

Output small expert: "Hahaha, I'm impatient...@李安之, send red envelopes to you..."

Nutrition Express: "He vomited blood regretfully, if I had known I would have bet on it, I would have bet on the naked dance of the host..."

"Quick, quick, I've washed my hands and plugged in the charger. Where's the anchor's red envelope?"

"Don't worry!"

After typing two words, Li Ding'an put down his phone and walked over without haste.

The two paintings were still on the table, and an elderly policeman intervened in the middle, asking the two to discuss whether each should pay half, or whoever pays more and whoever gets less.Another young policeman was taking notes on the woman, and the boss, the clerk, and the fat man were all silent.

I saw someone coming over, I also saw Li Anzhi walking to the table grandly, and I saw him put his hand on the painting.

I haven't learned calligraphy and painting skills, so I can only use skill points. Fortunately, there are some left over from the first exchange.

He first appraised half of the painting, which was only worth [-], and then appraised the other half, which was also [-]. Then he combined the two fragmented paintings together, and the value was a little higher: a total of [-]...

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The young policeman frowned seeing him playing drums non-stop there, "As long as you don't lose money, that painting is evidence. Why are you so idle?"

"Oh, sorry!"

Li Ding'an left the table, glanced at the information on the screen, narrowed his eyes into two slits: little expert, prepare to climb a tree, you...

Item: Melon pear map.

Attribute: Chinese painting.

Year: Republic of China.

Author: Ding Fuzhi.

Price: 1000.
Remarks: Broken...

……

The lady who sells writing brushes: "@李安之, how is it, do you see it?"

Li Dingan: "I see!"

I drilled the alley: "Is this painting fake?"

Li Dingan: "No, really!"

Little Expert: "Haha...then what are you waiting for?"

Li Ding'an: "Although the painting is real, the layout is also real!"

Yingfeng three thousand feet: "Anchor, why did you come back again: take the real painting? It's better to sell it directly..."

Nutrition Express: "Li Anzhi, we are willing to gamble and admit defeat, but don't we take any blame?"

Li Ding'an looked up and pointed quickly: "What's the hurry, I'll explain it to you when I go out!"

The transcript has come to an end, and the tall and thin man and the middle-aged man have already discussed about the same: the tall and thin man will pay [-] yuan, and the middle-aged man will pay [-] yuan.The appraisal fee is paid by the middle-aged person, and the residual painting also belongs to the middle-aged person.

The woman has no objection, she doesn't care about anything else, as long as money.

This matter seems to be handled like this...

Li Ding'an turned around calmly, looked at the woman, at the fat man, and finally at the tall and thin man. He looked very carefully, and even took a special look into the neckline of the tall and thin man.

Then he thought about it, edited a text message on his mobile phone in a leisurely manner, and finally entered the receiving number: 110.

Just two policemen came, but there were three people on the other side. Once they broke the news, they might jump over the wall in a hurry.So, I have to call someone over...

The text message was about to be sent, and there was a "clang" in my ear: "*Xin collection: 9 yuan!"

He turned around, the tall and thin man just moved away the phone, and the square face also opened the *mail, ready to scan the code.

And on the table, a mobile phone with a payment code on, presumably belonged to that woman.

After sweeping the money, the matter is over, and both the perpetrator and the victim must leave.Wait until 110 receives the information, and then coordinate the police to come over, the day lily is cold...

He raised his head, with a helpless expression on his face: "Brother, can't you wait a little longer?"

Guozi's face was stunned: "What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for me to go out!" Li Ding'an pointed around, "Otherwise, if there is a fight, how dangerous is it?"

"Don't worry, little brother, it won't happen!" Guo Zilian sighed, "Admit the bet and admit defeat, just spend money to buy a lesson!"

"I suggest that you don't rush to give money. Of course, if you have so much money that you have no place to spend it, you can share it with me!"

This person is crazy, what weird words did he say?
The young policeman stood up and pointed at Li Ding'an: "Where did you come from? The people involved have discussed it. What are you doing? Go to the side..."

Li Ding'an sneered: When you lose face, you wait!

(End of this chapter)