Rebirth to 80s: I Raised the World’s Richest Man

  Chapter 131 Banquet, you lose (2 more)

   "Ji Xiaoyu, they are not inferior, and I am not too noble. If this is the case, don't talk about it anymore." Wen Yan said with a sullen face and solemnly.

   "And you, be careful when you speak! Ji Xiaoyu is a student. As a boy, can you have a little demeanor?" Wen Yan also reprimanded Hou Liangliang.

  "Whether you believe it or not, these three objects of you are tattered. If you don’t believe me, there are so many guys in the store, and my second uncle is also there. You can show them to them and ask them to identify them again."

  Hou Liangliang is not a person who loses his temper. Seeing Ji Xiaoyu being trained, his anger has calmed down. Hearing Wen Yan said that this thing is tattered and not angry anymore.

"No, no. From the very beginning, Brother Mu said that these things are worthless. I like it. Alas, I am not convinced. Young master, even if it is a tattered child, there should be a price for a tattered child. Give it to you. Serious numbers."

   "A tattered child is a tattered child. Have you ever seen a tattered child worthy of money? You are so short of money? I think you are in the eye of money!" Ji Xiaoyu said aggressively.

  Hou Liangliang ignored her this time, but looked at Wen Yan, “Little Master, others don’t know, you should know? I still have a gambling appointment with Brother Mu?”

  This Wenyan has naturally known it a long time ago, "I'll make a whole for you, 10 yuan, no more."

  Hou Liangliang was happy again, "Brother Mu, have you heard that, my three items are worth 10 yuan, and your old book that is messy with gnawing, how can it not be more valuable than mine?"

   "That's not necessarily." Jiang Mu took out a square gray cloth bag and opened it carefully. Inside was a thread-bound booklet with a few traditional Chinese characters on the cover, and it was printed "Tao Jing Tang Ji".

  Writing as Hou Liangliang said, I don’t know if it was eaten by bugs or mice, and it was tattered. It looks terrible.

   "It's not Jiang Mu, what do you mean? Don't you think that the more worn and old my objects are, the more antique they are?" Ji Xiaoyu sneered.

   Jiang Mu directly ignored, but looked at Wen Yan, "Little Master, please?"

  Wenyan’s expression is also indescribable, "You bet this with me?"

  He started directly.

"Snapped--"

   Jiang Mu was not polite, slapped the back of Wen Yan's hand with a slap, stopped his movement, and the back of his white hand suddenly became red.

   "Jiang Mu-what are you doing hitting someone?" Ji Xiaoyu asked angrily.

  Wen Yan just calmed down the dispute between Hou Liangliang and Ji Xiaoyu, distracting everyone's attention, and making everyone's sight shifted again.

Jiang Mu's beautiful apricot eyes stared at Wen Yan's hands and chuckled softly, "You said that you have followed the industry since childhood and learned all kinds of antique identification. You said that you have studied for more than ten years and have rich experience. You The childhood sweetheart on the side even said that you are a genius in the antique industry--"

   "But, you don't even wear gloves, and you just play with objects?" She mocked softly, "I doubt, what have you learned in the past ten years? Don't you even know the most basic of wearing gloves?"

  "If you don’t even know the most basic knowledge, don’t blame others for questioning your appraisal results."

Wen Yan was not convinced, "I know what you said, but, although your tattered "Tain Jing Tang Ji" is a Qing Dynasty book, it was printed in print and it was gnawed to tattered by rats. , It's worthless at all."

   "Since I have seen that this item has no collection value, naturally there is no need to wear gloves." His eyes were burning and plausible, and he felt that what he said was very reasonable.

Jiang Mu smiled with little tiger teeth, but Xing's eyes flashed brightly, "You just looked at the cover, and didn't even turn it over. You judged that this book is a ragged book and has no collection value. You have such confidence in your judgment. ?"

Wen Yan was very proud. "I dare not say anything about other objects. You just took this "The Collection of Scriptures". You don't need to look at it. I can judge at a glance. It has no collection value, even Hou Liangliang's three tattered ones. It’s not as good as that."

  "What if you are wrong?" Jiang Mu put his hands in his pockets, and his eyes were full of smiles.

  "Then it shows that my eyesight, knowledge, accumulation, etc. have problems. I will not help others to identify any objects until you approve it!" Wen Yan said, scared Ji Xiaoyu immediately pulled Second Uncle Wen over.

"No! Jiang Mu, why are you?" Ji Xiaoyu sternly stopped, and then persuaded Wen Yan, "You don't have to do this! Jiang Mu is deliberately agitating you, such a simple method of agitation, don't be fooled! You follow Wen Yan My second uncle has been studying antiques for so many years, so why should Jiang Mu say that you have to pay such a serious price?"

  "Don't tell me, if I can make mistakes in such a basic appraisal, it means that I have not done enough in appraisal, and I am not qualified to do appraisal for others."

Wen Yan is very firm.

  Ji Xiaoyu pulled Wen Shan's sleeves, "Second Uncle Wen, Second Uncle Wen, please persuade him!"

  Wen Shan looked at Jiang Mu, and smiled kindly, “Don’t persuade, man, man, what you say is water poured out, absolutely can’t go back.”

  Circle around the place in the rainy season.

   "Girl Jiang Mu, I will show you your "Taking Sutra Collection"?" Wen Shan asked with a smile.

   Jiang Mu is neither overbearing nor overbearing, "The shopkeeper, let Wen Yan see it. This is the last time he has given someone an appraisal."

  Wenyan put on white gloves, breathing heavily in his nostrils, "I will convince you today! Don't say it, you seem to know very well, take luck as your skill, and you will suffer in the future."

  He turned the page numbers carefully. The facts were the same as what he had just seen. The pages of the book were gnawed badly by rats, insects and ants, and some of them were stuck together directly and could not be turned.

  Wen Yan speeded up his action, exactly the same as his previous judgment.

"Jiang Mu, this is really a waste of time. As I said, this "Taipei Jingtang Collection" really has no collection value at all. Although this is Wang Shizhen's work, this is a printed version. Wang Shizhen’s manuscripts, even if they are in such a tattered shape, are of great collection value."

   "But it's a pity, this is just printing..." Wen Yan's movements stopped suddenly, and his confident and proud look suddenly became serious.

  I saw three sheets of paper sandwiched between the pages of the book, Wen Yan carefully took it out, spread it out, and placed it on the desk.

  Three sheets of rice paper are of good quality, with some yellowing, all three sheets of paper are cursive, but they have different styles.

  One is handsome and wild, one is chic and handsome, and one is elegant and long.

  Wenyan was more serious and cautious, holding a magnifying glass to observe carefully.

  Time passed by one minute and one second, Jiang Mu did not urge him, but the surroundings were quieter. Other guests seemed to be affected by this side. Gradually, the whole shop became quiet.

  Ji Xiaoyu is anxious, plus Wen Yan and Jiang Mu's casual bet before, the quieter she is, the more anxious she is.

   "Wen Yan, what's the situation? What are the ways of these three pieces of broken paper?"

  Wen Yan put down the magnifying glass, straightened up, and looked at Wen Shan, "Second Uncle, this is—"

   "I know, I'll take a look." Wen Shan also cautiously put on a pair of white gloves, holding a magnifying glass, and observing carefully, feeling excited, this is Wang Shizhen's manuscript!

  Moreover, it is an early, middle, and late, each, including his calligraphy works from three periods, which is extremely precious.

  A few years ago, their shop received a calligraphy work by Wang Shizhen, and finally sold 1.2 million!

  Today is considered a big business.

  Wen Shan put down the magnifying glass, "Small Banquet, it seems that you have lost this time."

  Wen Yan laughed, "I just don’t know that there are other papers in this "Tao Jing Tang Ji", in fact, I am not wrong, as far as this "Tao Jing Tang Ji" is concerned, there is really no value."

   "Oh? Then you mean to violate the promise?" Jiang Mu raised his eyebrows and asked.

  "What is the breach of promise? Did you not hear what Wen Yan just said? His judgment is correct. This is a shabby book, and Wen Yan is not a loss!"

  Ji Xiaoyu helps Wen Yan speak.

  Jiang Mu said casually, "Okay, if Young Master thinks so, I have no opinion."

   "No, since I have said this, I will naturally not regret it. I will not help anyone else to appraise antiques until you think I can help others to appraise antiques."

  He didn't find any excuses after Wen Yan, and said cheerfully.

"No, Wen Yan! If Jiang Mu didn't let go in his whole life, then you had studied for more than ten years before, that was a waste of time? A waste of time? And, didn't you just say it, your judgment from the beginning It’s not wrong. If there are no such pieces of paper in this book, this is a tattered book!"

  Qi Xiaoyu persuaded in a low voice.

"Okay, don't say anything. It's my fault. Just look at things on the surface. You are arrogant and arrogant. When you see this "Taking Sutra Collection" in tatters, you despise it. This is a taboo of appraisal. !"

  Wenyan analyzes itself, "I really should study hard and guard against arrogance and rashness."

  Jiang Mu raised his eyebrows and looked confused, "Why do I think you are happy? Still a little excited? You are so happy after losing. Do you like being abused? This hobby is really peculiar."

  Wen Yan’s mouth twitched, gritted his teeth, but still had a smile on his face, “Of course I’m happy. Didn’t you just say that you want to give me a copy? Wang Shizhen’s manuscript is worth more than 100,000 yuan.”

  Jiang Mu just shrugged his shoulders, smiled slightly, and made a big show, "How do I remember someone worshiping me as a master?"

"If you can really find a counterfeit on the shelf of our store, why should I worship you as a teacher?" Wen Yan said refreshingly, "However, I don't think it is possible at all, but these three Wang Shizhen's manuscripts. I have a copy."

  He smiled happily and triumphantly.

  　 good night~

  (End of this chapter)