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Zhuang bifan and Chen Haobei ask for Jiang Lang's mobile phone number and dial him.

"Hello Mr. Jiang It's me, Zhuang bifan... "

Zhuang bifan tried to speak in a low tone. In fact, she was almost angry.

"Cough!" Jiang Lang cleared his throat and said, "what can I do for you?"

"That I apologize to you and Ms. Kong Lian as well... "

"Just an apology? Is there any sincerity? "

"I'm willing to give money!"

"Just give me the money? Is our dignity measured by money? "

"Mr. Jiang, please Don't embarrass me... "

"I just want to embarrass you!" Jiang Lang said: "when you ask us for trouble, I have already decided to kill you!"

"I'm wrong! Now that I know your power, I swear to the lamp that I will never trouble you again

"Well, you come to the antique market first, and then I'll take you to apologize to Ms. Kong face to face!"

"Good, good! Which antique market are you in? "

"The one closest to the fair!"

"Well, this antique market is actually our dealer's business. I'll go there right now!"

Jiang Lang hung up and continued to wander in the antique market.

In fact, he was not interested in antiques. The reason why he came here was to look for the same ancient and mysterious medical appliance tiancanzijinsi.

How rare is this thing? It's so rare that he's never seen it. He just heard from master!

His master said that with this, people can be acupunctured more accurately.

This antique market is close to the fair. After leaving the fair, he came here to take a chance.

In the middle of the hall, there are hundreds of antique stalls.

When Jiang Lang passed a calligraphy and painting stall, he suddenly stopped and said with a smile, "it's better to be fine in the evening. We'll meet again!"

Ning Wanqing, a high school classmate of Jiang Lang, was admitted to a key university in Beijing, majoring in archaeology, and has just graduated.

Ning Wanqing doesn't have a good impression on Jiang lang. last time they ran into each other on the bus, she didn't want to talk to him too much.

But later, Leng Yu, the young master of the Leng family, bullied her. It was Jiang Lang who helped her out. Out of gratitude, she no longer rejected Jiang Lang.

"Jianglang! Are you interested in antiques, too? " Ning Wanqing said with a smile.

"I just walk around!"

"Oh, I'm here with my dad. Dad, he's my classmate."

The middle-aged man sitting next to him looked at Jiang Lang and said, "hello."

Jiang Lang said, "uncle, are you here to sell antiques?"

"Well, I have a painting of Tang Bohu in my collection. Recently I plan to do business to raise some money, so I want to sell it."

"Tang Bohu's paintings must be very valuable!"

"Yes, I just don't know if anyone knows the goods."

With that, Ning Qi unfolded a picture.

Jiang Lang is not good at antiques, but he knows the wait-and-see look in traditional Chinese medicine. He can capture a breath of simplicity from this painting, which can confirm that this painting has a long history.

"Good painting! Bull

But the river wave does not have the culture, a cow compels the world!

Ning Qi said with a smile, "this painting is said to have been given by Tang Bohu to his good friend Zhu Zhishan."

Jiang Lang nodded and pretended: "if I guess it well, this picture should be called Eagle carrying a bug!"

There's no need to guess. It shows an eagle with an insect in its mouth.

Jiang Lang continued: "look at this eagle. It's magnificent and enthusiastic! The insect in its mouth is still hooked. It feels humble, which strongly sets off the power of the eagle! This painting of Tang Bohu is not only for scenery, but also for freehand brushwork. "

"Little brother! You are a real expert Ning Qi nodded approvingly, "there are not many young people like you who study cultural relics."

While he was talking, he sighed again.

Jiang Lang didn't expect that he could get such a high evaluation after he had just received a few words. He was a little ashamed!

I am a modest person! I'm so sorry to be praised for no reason!

As a result, Jiang Lang straightened his back, put on a deep posture and said: "carving insects is a small skill! It's a trick to carve worms! "

Why? This seems to be more proud.

"What a trick to carve insects!"

Ning Qi clapped his hands and praised excitedly: "on this picture, there is no text to explain the content! On the surface, there's nothing wrong with calling an eagle a bug, but the name is rather vulgar! "

"It's said that this painting is the work of Tang Bohu, which can also be called a small skill of carving insects. In this picture, there is an eagle and an insect. The carving belongs to the family falcidae! The name of this picture should be carving insects! Little brother, you are really an expert. I feel inferior to you! "I I'll drop it! Is that ok?

It's really hard to blow. It's a 66!

Jiang Lang exchanged greetings here for a while, then left quickly and went to other places.

Ning Qi already had a feeling that he was too late to get to know each other. He kept talking about calligraphy and painting with him. If he stayed any longer, he would have to blow it out.

Upstairs in the lobby, there is a monitoring room.

Dozens of screens monitor the entire hall.

An old man in his 70s stroked his beard and suddenly pointed to a screen, "pause that screen! Zoom in

What is shown on the screen is the stall of Ning Wanqing and her father!

After the screen is enlarged, the "insect carving skills" they put on the booth are very obvious!

The old man looked at it carefully, and the greedy color in his eyes flashed away. The cold voice said, "no one is allowed to sell fakes here! But there are always some people who don't know what's good and what's bad, and take the fake as the real! This picture looks like Tang Bohu's painting, but there seems to be some problems! You go down immediately and ask the seller to come up with the painting. I will personally identify it! If there is a problem, it must be confiscated! So they don't cheat customers! "

"Yes Several men went out at once.

This old man, named Zhan Yuhe, is the manager of this antique market.

Not long ago, it was Zhuang shisan who identified the painting of Tang Bohu and finally came to the conclusion that it was a fake.

Zhanyuhe has a proud arc on his mouth and says to himself: it seems that this picture of an eagle carrying insects is an authentic work of Tang Bohu. No doubt, if I cheat this painting and sell it to boss Zhuang at a friendly price, I will not only make a fortune! You can let boss Zhuang remember me! Wonderful! How wonderful!

Several staff members came to Ningqi's booth to explain the situation.

"What? This is an authentic Tang Bohu. How can it be fake? " Ningqi road.

"It's useless for you to tell us. You can go upstairs with us, and experts will verify it for you. If it's genuine, we will allow you to continue to sell it here!" The staff said.