You, a junk collector, actually rejected the school beauty? !

The big man yelled, "Oh, for me, if you really want to do it for my own good, just buy less of those things. I told you they were all fake, why didn't you listen? You sell a painting for millions, and a hammer for millions. If you can really sell it for that much money, the boss doesn't know how to sell it, you must be mentally ill, I'll sell it to you for a few thousand!" The old man yelled louder than the big man, "What do you know! The boss and I are good friends, so he sold it to me. Forget it, you don't understand these things at all, I'm too lazy to tell you, don't worry about it anyway, I'm using my money, I can buy as much as I want!" The two were still arguing. Su An carried the air conditioner outside and just passed by the two people who were arguing. He didn't want to get involved in the quarrel between the two, so he lowered his head and quickly put the air conditioner next to the tricycle.

When he entered the store again, Su An wanted to walk into the yard quickly.

But he was stopped by the old man.

"Young man, how much are you going to pay for the air conditioner?"

Su An said the system price: "100."

The old man shook his head after hearing it: "Tsk tsk, too little, this air conditioner is a branded product, Gree, a good thing, your price is too low, at least give 200!"

Su An said lightly: "This air conditioner is worth 100."

"Young man, don't think that I'm old and easy to fool! My partner who danced square dance with me also sold a Gree air conditioner at home before, and he sold it for more than 300. Mine is a little older than his, so 200 is the market price. I won't take advantage of you, but don't take advantage of me!"

The old man stroked the beard on his chin, with an expression that said, "Don't try to fool me."

Su An hated arguing with such old people the most, because they are particularly stubborn, only believe in themselves, and don't listen to you at all. Even if you talk your mouth off, it will be useless.

Especially this old man, his son didn't let him buy antiques, but he insisted on buying them. He is a stubborn person who can't be pulled back by ten cows.

Su An was about to say that he didn't want to take it, but his eyes suddenly swept to the pile of paintings on the table in front of the old man.

[Item]: Imitation of Zhang Daqian's "Red Apricots Out of the Wall".

[Details]: Contemporary painter Zhang Qing copied and imitated it at the end of 2019...

[Price]: 500.

...

[Item]: Imitation of Zhang Daqian's "Water Palace Lotus Fragrance".

[Details]: Contemporary painter Zhang Qing copied and imitated it at the beginning of 2020...

[Price]: 300.

...

[Item] Imitation of Zhang Daqian's "Multiple Children".

[Details]: Contemporary painter Zhang Qing copied and imitated it in mid-2020...

[Price]: 450.

...

Wow.

They are all imitations of Zhang Daqian!

And they are all imitated by the same person!

This painter named Zhang Qing is really in love with Zhang Daqian.

Seeing Su An staring at his paintings, the old man felt that his treasures were being spied on. He opened his hands and held all the paintings on the table in his arms, and said vigilantly: "What are you looking at? Don't look at things that are not yours. These are all treasures. You are so stingy that you can't even afford to spend a hundred yuan. You can't afford to buy one in your lifetime!"

Su An was speechless.

They are all worthless imitations, so he is not interested!

But the old man did not relax his vigilance at all. He held the paintings and said to the big man: "Son, take these paintings upstairs quickly. These are all ancient paintings. If someone sees the money and steals them, it will be troublesome!"

Su An rolled his eyes in his heart.

Lao Deng, what about me?

He waved his hand to show that he didn't care at all, but when he raised his hand, the old man thought he was going to rob, and he became even more excited. His body trembled, and the scrolls of paintings that he had not been holding firmly fell down.

"You actually want to rob in broad daylight! Son, call the police quickly, this guy wants to steal my ancient paintings!"

The old man grabbed the big man and said.

The big man rolled his eyes and said, "Dad, what nonsense are you talking about? People don't mean to steal your broken paintings at all. Except for you, no one regards these broken paintings as treasures. Don't act like a persecuted man, thinking that everyone wants to steal your broken things."

It would have been better if he didn't say it, but once he said it, the old man was furious.

The old man put his hands on his hips and cursed: "You know shit, these ancient paintings are all masterpieces of Mr. Zhang Daqian. Do you know Zhang Daqian? He is a master of Chinese painting! His paintings are worth at least tens of millions, and some are worth tens of millions! These paintings of mine are all his own paintings, and once they are sold, they will be worth millions!"

"Bullshit Zhang Daqian, I don't understand that, anyway, these paintings of yours are all fakes!"

"I told you to read more books, but you didn't. You don't even know Zhang Daqian

I know..."

The old man talked a lot.

Su An wanted to leave, but one of his sleeves was tightly grabbed by the old man. He couldn't leave even if he wanted to, and could only listen to him talking nonsense.

It made his head hurt.

Suddenly.

He felt something hit his toes.

Looking down.

There was an ancient painting at his feet.

This ancient painting was one of the scrolls that the old man accidentally dropped just now. Because the floor of the store was uneven, the old man stood a little higher and tilted, and the painting rolled to his feet.

Su An glanced at it, and didn't want to make trouble, so he was ready to look away.

Suddenly.

A string of numbers passed by his eyes.

Su An's gaze froze.

That was!!!

He immediately lowered his head and locked his sight on the ancient painting on the ground.

[Item]: "The Mountains Are Red All Over".

[Details]: Painted by the painter Pan Su in 1964...

[Value]: 1.67 million.

More than one million!

This is a genuine product!

Su An's heart moved, and he carefully observed it twice to make sure there was no mistake, and bent down to pick up the scroll.

As soon as he picked it up, a pair of dry hands like chicken claws snatched it away.

"You said you didn't want to steal the painting, and you caught me red-handed! Let's see how you can quibble!"

The old man insisted.

Su An pretended to be angry and said excitedly: "Isn't it just a painting? Why do you look down on me so much? How much is it? I'll buy it!"

"Buy? Can you afford it? "

The old man looked disdainful.

Su An said angrily: "Don't look down on me, it's just a painting, right? It's the painting I just picked up, you name a price, I'll buy it! "

The old man saw this and didn't doubt it. He just thought that Su An was very concerned about his reputation. When he was exposed that he had no money, he was angry and had to buy it. He was the kind of person who wanted to save face but suffered in life!

He wanted to make a few more ridicules, but changed his mind and shut up again.

The painting that Su An picked up was given to him by the stall owner.

Because he spent 10,000 yuan to buy five volumes of ancient paintings by Zhang Daqian in a row, the boss gave him this painting as a bonus.

The owner of this painting was called Pan Su, he had never heard of it. He must be a nobody, and it was probably not worth much to be used as a bonus!

Putting it together with those famous paintings is simply desecrating those famous paintings!

Why not take the opportunity to sell it, make a fortune, and buy another painting by Zhang Daqian to appreciate in value!

"Humph, I'm afraid it's scary to say it. Although this painting is not as famous as Zhang Daqian, he is also a great painter. It's not impossible for you to buy it. Take 10,000 yuan!"