Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

Things that have a history of hundreds of years are also very well preserved. For example, the suet white jade peony pendant of Duanmu Baolian is very well preserved. It is white in color and crystal clear, as perfect as this little girl's skin .But this ancient seal, he had to be skeptical.

The two of them didn't look like good people at first glance, it was Duanmu Baolian who had made an appointment with them a long time ago, if it was him before, he would have been kicked out after entering the door.

He doesn't know about antiques, but he has seen a lot of them, but he has never seen anyone's antiques. Can something so brand new and new be called an antique?

Duanmu Baolian naturally couldn't explain anything to Mr. Mei, she just smiled, her big eyes were crescent-shaped, and picked up such a small gold seal from the ground, the jasper seal just now was as big as her fist , but it’s not small at all. Putting it on the table, that monster is hideous and terrifying, enough to scare children.

But this pure gold seal is very small, with a dragon-shaped hand twist on it, and the printed text is not words, but a double dragon flower seal.

"This is said to be the private seal of the one you like." Chen Banxian said with a sneer, he had already been marked as an uneducated representative by Duanmu Baolian, so he didn't dare to say anything, lest he would say too much, and then Being ridiculed by this little girl.

"I want to see the painting." Duanmu Baolian said with a smile.

"Hey——" Mr. Mei heard that something was wrong, and immediately asked, "Who does my Baolian like?" This girl told him yesterday, does she like him?It made him happy all day, why did he like someone else today?

"Sir, do you want to know?" Chen Banxian approached him and asked in a low voice, "Are you jealous?"

Mr. Mei hurriedly took two steps back, almost scolding someone on the spot, who is this?

"Do you know who the one person in the world is?" Lao Hei asked. When Duanmu Baolian told him, he was confused.

This name sounded familiar, Mr. Mei thought for a while, and finally said: "Song Huizong?" It seems that only one has such a nickname?Of course, his nickname may have been conferred by modern people.

"Yes, that's him!" Old Hei said, "Your boss wants his paintings."

"Did you steal that museum?" Mr. Mei asked almost instinctively, what are you kidding?It is impossible for his paintings to circulate in the market at all?No... The painting in Duanmu Baolian's room was judged by Wu Shufei to be Wu Daoxuan's original work. Who is that Wu Daoxuan?Isn't it Wu Daozi, Wu Daozi who is known as the saint of painting?

The painting of the painting saint has been circulated in the industry and has become an extinction. It is impossible to exist. However, there is one hanging in Duanmu Baolian's room. Of course, she listened to Wu Shufei's persuasion and bought a high-quality sandalwood. The painting box came back for preservation and has been put away.

This is still her worry, what if bugs fly in and crawl on her face to shit?The little fairy in the painting is exactly the same as her.

Since there is Wu Daozi, why can't there be Song Huizong?It's just about the background of these people, Mr. Mei couldn't help but suddenly hit him... He didn't want the pure Boss Baolian to fight with these gangsters at all.

"Come, come, put away the things!" Chen Banxian regained his spirits and said, "My things are not for museums to see."