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

After the account received 2.55 million, Su An handed the snuff bottle to Teng Dong for custody. He was not familiar with Teng Dong, nor did he trust him, but since the buyer asked for it, he naturally had no reason to refuse. After all, he had received the money and it was easy. After that, Su An said goodbye to Teng Dong and drove away on an electric tricycle. On the way. He turned on the live broadcast. Instantly. Hundreds of thousands of people squeezed into his live broadcast room, and the traffic was too large, which directly blocked the live broadcast room. The screen froze and it took a while to return to normal. Countless bullet screens refreshed frantically. [Damn, after waiting for so long, Brother Su is finally on the air! ]

[Brother Su, it took you 35 minutes and 43 seconds from the time you went off the air to now. I remember every second clearly. I deeply felt that every second felt like a year. So, what happened between you and Mr. Teng in that half an hour? Did you really fight? ]

[Hey, why is there only Brother Su? Where is the old man surnamed Teng? ]

[Going home injured? If it was really a fight, Mr. Teng probably couldn't withstand a punch from Brother Su! ]

[Brother Su, please explain what happened during the time you went off the air! ]

Su An saw that the barrage was getting more and more intense, all speculating that he and Teng Dong had a fight, and he was speechless.

Are you kidding me!

Is he the kind of person who would punch an old man?

Su An cleared his throat and explained, "Don't talk nonsense. Mr. Teng and I didn't fight. We just chatted for a few words. Mr. Teng has gone home, and I have to go to work collecting waste. Don't make blind guesses anymore!"

[Chat for a few words? The atmosphere you had before didn't look like an atmosphere where you could sit down and chat peacefully! ]

[Hey, look, why is the snuff bottle in Su Ge's trouser pocket gone? ]

The bulging right pocket of his shorts became deflated at this time, and it was obvious that the things inside had been taken out.

As soon as this comment came out, more and more netizens noticed it.

[Fuck, it's true! ]

[What happened in the past half hour, how come even the snuff bottle disappeared? ]

[I have an idea, the snuff bottle is real, and Mr. Teng said the snuff bottle was fake before, just to take it for himself. He also asked Su Ge to leave the broadcast before, so he must have secretly bought the snuff bottle! Otherwise, judging from Su Ge's unbeatable record, this snuff bottle can't be fake! 】

【Brother, stop reading conspiracy theories. I have met Mr. Teng before and asked him to identify antiques. He is not that kind of person, and his situation is very complicated. He can't even find 200 yuan on his body. How can he have money to buy antiques? Your idea is not valid at all! 】

Su An looked at the barrage and had a headache. Before Teng Dong left, he asked him not to tell anyone about the sale of the snuff bottle, and he agreed. So it was impossible to tell the truth to netizens, and he could only make up a reason to get away with it.

Just as he was thinking, his eyes happened to fall on the barrage of netizens who said they had contacted Teng Dong, and his eyebrows moved slightly.

According to what Teng Dong told him, Jin gave him at least 50,000 yuan for each identification fee. He should not be short of money, so how could he not even find 200 yuan?

He became more and more curious about Teng Dong, and thought that he also knew Zhao Jianbo, so he planned to ask Zhao Jianbo, but the most urgent thing was to get away with it first.

"Don't guess. Boss Zhao is very interested in the snuff bottle. I just asked Shansong to send the snuff bottle to Boss Zhao. Mr. Teng is a bit stubborn and old-fashioned, but he is still a very good person!"

After saying that, Su An stopped looking at the barrage and sent a message to Zhao Jianbo to prevent him from exposing him.

As soon as he opened the message interface, he saw that Zhao Jianbo had sent a picture before him.

Clicked it and took a look.

It was an ancient painting hanging on the wall, very high, nearly two meters, with a cluster of bamboos painted on it. Two of them were straight up, with lofty ambitions, occupying the center of the picture, and there were a few clusters of orchids below, and a few lines of inscriptions next to them.

Maybe it was a bit far away, Su An couldn't see the inscription on it clearly, he could only see the bamboos standing upright.

After he clicked on the picture, Zhao Jianbo sent another message.

"Su An, can you spot anything wrong with this painting of Zheng Banqiao, Bamboo, Rocks, Orchids and Flowers?"

Are you here to look at the painting?

Unfortunately, the system can only be authenticated in person, and it is impossible to authenticate with just a picture.

"No, I can't tell. This kind of calligraphy and painting must be authenticated in person. It is really difficult to authenticate with just a picture, and pictures are more likely to be faked, making it difficult to distinguish."

Su An shook his head

Head, tell the truth.

Even experienced experts cannot identify calligraphy and paintings by just looking at pictures, especially the more famous calligraphy and paintings, the more imitations there are, and it is easy to be fooled, let alone identify the authenticity by looking at pictures!

Zhao Jianbo was silent for a while, and soon the other party was typing on the top of the phone.

"Su An, tell me the truth, if you were asked to identify this ancient painting in person, how sure are you that you can tell the authenticity?"

Su An was slightly stunned when he saw this sentence, and thought for a few seconds and replied: "About 90%, face-to-face identification is completely different from identification by looking at pictures. Besides, Zheng Banqiao's original works are still easy to identify. Even if it is a very realistic imitation, it will be more difficult to identify it in person, but you can still see the subtle differences if you try hard!"

Zhao Jianbo saw this message and was so excited that he almost jumped up and sent a message immediately.

"Great, 90% sure is not low. There is no one who can give a 100% guarantee in antique appraisal. I asked Lao Shi before, and he was only 60% to 70% sure! Su An, actually, I want to ask you for a favor."

"I have a friend who met a collector in Nanjiang City some time ago. He bought several calligraphy and paintings from that collector at a low price, all of which were identified as authentic. This "Picture of Bamboo, Rock, Orchid and Hui" by Zhao Banqiao belongs to that collector. When he knew about it, he was very tempted and wanted to buy it. It happened that the collector also wanted to sell it. The two agreed on a time and asked my friend to go to see the painting. However, although the appointment was made, the ancient painting was worth tens of millions after all, not a few hundred thousand. He was a little unsure, so he wanted to find someone to help with the appraisal. Last night, your editing video went viral on major platforms, and your popularity increased significantly. He saw your editing video and knew that we knew each other, so he found me and wanted to ask you to help him identify the ancient painting with me."

Su An frowned slightly, not very willing.

Nanjiang City is about 200 kilometers away from Qingjiang City. He was unwilling to travel so far to help a stranger identify ancient paintings.

"This..."

He had just typed two words when Zhao Jianbo's message bombarded him quickly.

"As long as you are willing to help my friend identify, no matter what the result is, he is willing to pay 300,000 yuan for the identification. I know that 300,000 yuan is nothing to you. I am willing to add another 150,000 yuan. This is the identification fee I will give you separately. What do you think?"