I'm really the king of leaks

Chapter 208 High imitation of Tang Bohu's paintings?
In fact, according to the stall owner's judgment and understanding of the cup, the price is indeed 1500 yuan.

Therefore, Zhang Yi did not hesitate, and said the word bluntly.

"make a deal!"

The owner of the stall did not expect that it would go so smoothly and was very happy. He immediately showed the QR code.

Zhang Yi took out his mobile phone and completed the transfer for him.

After putting away the crystal cup, Zhang Yi continued to browse other antique stalls, and the greasy uncle just followed up at some point and patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder.

"Boy, I think you are sick!"

This middle-aged greasy uncle said such a sentence for no reason, and everyone would be angry.

"You have the disease!"

Zhang Yi refuted, then ignored him and prepared to leave.

"No... no, young man, why did you buy the glass from the boss just now? He was clearly cheating you, how could you still be fooled? Just that kind of glass, I can buy you 1500 directly for 100 yuan !"

Zhang Yi didn't know this person, and he didn't bother to talk to him.

"I was cheated, I am happy!"

These words surprised the middle-aged greasy uncle.After he said that, this kid didn't realize that he was cheated?
"Young man, there is a stone-carved robot cat in front of you, why don't you buy it too?"

The greasy uncle said that on purpose.

Zhang Yi ignored him and continued wandering around some stalls.

Uncle Greasy followed behind and talked for a while.

It seemed that he was not interested, so he left.

Zhang Yi secretly said.

"Who is it? It's so weird!"

After shopping around the row of street stalls here, there is another row of street stalls near the shop.

Afterwards, Zhang Yi found a large blue and white glazed printing bowl from the Qing Dynasty on a street stall in front of it. It was in good condition, with a slight dent on the bottom.

However, this is no problem, Zhang Yi can be repaired.

Discussed with the boss.

In the end, at a price of 3500 yuan, I took it down.

This, Zhang Yi guessed it was a small leak.

Later, Zhang Yi used another opportunity for appraisal, but the thing was a high imitation bronze ware. After appraisal, it was found to be a fake, and Zhang Yi let it go.

Leave the booth and take two steps forward.

suddenly.

There was a voice in my head.

"Excuse me, are you looking for treasure within a hundred meters?"

I've been busy recently, and I don't have time to pick up leaks or anything, so Zhang Yi hasn't heard this voice for a long time.

But at the Panjiayuan Night Market, there is still a certain chance of missing something.

Zhang Yi didn't hesitate, and said directly in his heart.

"Treasure hunt!"

next moment.

Zhang Yi felt that he seemed to be drawn by some kind of force and walked forward.

However, as he walked, he found that he seemed to be far away from his goal, because his goal was at the stall.

Although, at first he walked along the side of the stalls, but after going to the front and passing through the gap between the stalls, he actually walked towards the shop.

"Too bad, I guess I'll find things from the antique shop by then. If you want to miss something in the shop, the chances are very slim."

Zhang Yi thought so.

But there is no way, the treasure hunt has been used, and it cannot be stopped halfway.

go all the way.

Sure enough, Zhang Yi walked into an antique shop.

This shop should be a shop that mainly deals in ancient calligraphy and painting. There are many paintings and calligraphy hanging at the door, and the decoration inside is also very high-end.

After entering the door.

The owner came over very proactively.

"Hi sir, take a look!"

Zhang Yi ignored him, but walked inside.

When he reached the front of the stairs, he didn't stop, but actually went up to the second floor.The second floor is the warehouse of this antique shop, and ordinary people are definitely not allowed to enter.

The shopkeeper was in a hurry and hurried over to chase Zhang Yi.

"Sir, the upper part is the warehouse of our store, and all the good things are placed below! Sir!"

Zhang Yi still didn't speak, and walked straight to the second floor.

The shopkeeper behind him looked helpless.

He hurried over, trying to catch up with Zhang Yi, but unexpectedly, he slipped, fell, and rolled directly down the wooden stairs.

When the shopkeeper supported his waist and got up.

Zhang Yidu had already reached the second floor. He raised his hand and gently pushed open the half-covered door. At first glance, he saw a scroll on the wooden shelf in front of him.

Walking over, he took the scroll in his hand.

thought.

"Could it be that the treasure within a hundred meters is this calligraphy and painting?"

Just thinking about this, a voice came from my mind.

"The treasure within a hundred meters has been found!"

Zhang Yi looked at this ancient calligraphy and painting, and was a little curious. Whose calligraphy and painting could this be selected by Baimi Treasure Hunt?Referring to the results of the previous [-]-meter treasure hunt, and this is an antique market, this painting must be unusual.

At this moment.

The shopkeeper also covered his waist and chased after him.

With an angry face, he said angrily.

"I'm talking about you, what's going on? Are there any rules? I've already told you that the second floor is a warehouse, let me go down!"

Zhang Yi didn't realize at all just now that he actually broke into the warehouse of the antique shop directly, and now he came to his senses with an embarrassing expression on his face.

"Boss, I'm sorry!"

After raising the ancient scroll painting in his hand, Zhang Yi asked again.

"Is this painting for sale?"

Originally, the shop owner was still angry, but when he heard that the young man wanted to buy paintings, it seemed that he wanted to do business, he gritted his teeth and swallowed his anger.

"I run an antique shop, if you can afford it, of course I will sell it!"

The shopkeeper reached out and took the ancient painting over.

"Young man, you can't buy antiques on the spur of the moment. Since you want to buy paintings, follow me downstairs. There are no windows in the warehouse here, and the light is dark. Go downstairs and look carefully before buying. If you decide to leave, it's too late to regret it!"

"Thank you for the reminder, the shopkeeper."

After speaking, Zhang Yi followed the shopkeeper down the first floor.

After reaching the first floor.

The shopkeeper directly spread out the ancient painting on a large table.

While doing it, the shopkeeper said.

"Young man, what happened to you just now? I thought there was a psychopath in the shop, and it almost broke my waist."

The owner seems to have a grudge.

Of course Zhang Yi couldn't explain this.

After thinking about it, he said.

"Boss, what I need is high-quality, top-notch goods. I thought that all your good things are on the second floor, so I went straight up."

Regarding Zhang Yi's words, the boss also said with doubts.

"You didn't listen to me, the second floor is a warehouse?"

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, you are the customer, and you are my God. If you can buy this painting, it will be worth it if I drop my waist like this."

Zhang Yi smiled and said.

"As long as it's a good thing, definitely buy it, I'll take a look first."

The owner nodded.

"Okay, let's see it first!"

"I won't beat around the bush with you about this painting. I have to say that your eyesight is not bad. This painting is an imitation of Tang Yin's painting by an unknown painter in the Qing Dynasty, and it is a high-quality imitation. Look carefully, this painting is very good , under normal circumstances, I would not release it for exhibition."

Hearing this, Zhang Yi looked at it, and the painting was not signed.

"Since it is a high imitation of Tang Bohu's painting, why don't you get Tang Bohu's money?"

(End of this chapter)