"Pick up your stupid leak!" the middle-aged man yelled, "This painting is a fake, the one I bought is real, and I gave you 10,000 yuan of real money!"

"Haha." Shang Qiufeng sneered, "I don't have palms and eyes, who can blame me?"

"You!" The middle-aged man slapped the counter in anger, "You are shameless!"

"I left my words here today. If you don't change them for me, I won't leave!"

"If someone comes over to look at something, I'll kick you out too! Let's see if you can still make money today!"

Shang Qiufeng narrowed his eyes, "What, I'm giving you face, right?"

Xu Dong listened quietly and understood.

This Baibaotang's hands and feet are not clean. First, it uses an authentic painting to seduce the middle-aged man, and then a civet cat is used to replace the prince, and a fake one is exchanged.

After following this process, you can get 10,000 yuan.

High, really high!

It seems that the antique industry is too deep.

"Shameless? Are you shameless, or am I shameless?!"

The middle-aged man's attitude of not being stingy made Shang Qiufeng a little troublesome.

Seeing more and more people coming around, he secretly held back a sigh of relief.

"Okay, okay, damn, I'm unlucky today!"

"I can refund you a thousand yuan for this painting. If you think it's okay, I'll transfer the money now."

"If that doesn't work, just make a fuss and see if I call the police to arrest you!"

As he said this, he told the waiter next to him to take out a thousand yuan and put it on the counter.

"no!"

"I already had 10,000 yuan, so why don't you give me 1,000 yuan?" The middle-aged man also risked his money, "You should call the police and see if they come to arrest you or me!"

"Bah! This Baibaotang is just a black-hearted store. Listen to me, no one should come to this store to buy antiques in the future. They are all fake!"

Shang Qiufeng's face turned gloomy, and he immediately sneered.

"You are stupid and don't admit it!"

"You go out and ask around, where is it?

Can you spend 10,000 yuan to buy Ji Xiaolan’s original work?”

"Who do you think you are? You can pick up a big leak when you go out for a walk? Is it as easy as picking up a fucking plastic bottle?"

"you……"

The middle-aged man was immediately speechless.

On the market, Ji Xiaolan’s original works are best priced at over one million.

He really thought he had made a mistake, but he didn't expect that the store was more skilled and made a trick for him.

It’s all caused by greed!

"Okay, okay, I'm in bad luck today, just one thousand for a thousand!"

Even if the police came, the matter would not be clear, and the middle-aged man did not want to continue making trouble, thinking that he had learned a lesson.

"Wait a moment."

"Can you let me see this calligraphy and painting?"

Xu Dong suddenly walked out and asked, "I admire everyone Yan very much."

"Just look at it, it's just a fake."

The middle-aged man handed the painting out casually.

Xu Dong took it in his hand and slowly unfolded it.

The eight characters suddenly come into view: indifferent and clear aspirations, tranquility and far-reaching.

In the corner of the calligraphy and painting, there is a rectangular seal, signed by Yan Zhenqing.

However, the paper felt a bit rough, and even if Xu Dong didn't know the art, he could tell that it was definitely not genuine.

At this time, Shang Qiufeng's eyes shone brightly.

"Brother, are you a fan of Mr. Yan? I have a lot of his calligraphy and paintings in this store. You can take a look."

"It should be much better than this one."

"No need." Xu Dong shook his head without hesitation, "I think this one is pretty good."

"Brother, can you buy it for me?"

"You want it?" The middle-aged man was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Little brother, I didn't listen.

See what I just said? This painting is a fake."

“Really I can’t afford it either!”

Xu Dong chuckled.

The middle-aged man snorted and almost didn't laugh out loud, "Little brother, you are quite honest. In this way, I charge you 10,000 yuan, and you can give me 5,000 yuan!"

"Let me suffer less and just treat my poor brother as a pity, okay?"

"become!"

Xu Dong naturally nodded his head.

After the transaction was completed, the middle-aged man walked away happily. He didn't expect to meet such a weirdo as Xu Dong, and he lost five thousand yuan.

Shang Qiufeng clicked his tongue twice and looked Xu Dong up and down.

This guy is not well-dressed, but he spends a lot of money!

"Brother, I still have a lot of calligraphy and paintings by Yan Zhenqing, why don't you take a look?"

"No, this pair is enough."

Xu Dong shook his head without hesitation.

"Hey, you!" Shang Qiufeng still persisted in admonishing, "To tell you the truth, this calligraphy is fake. I received it from an old lady. She said that some treasure appraisal expert had seen it.

It’s so fake.”

"She originally wanted to take it back to paper the windows, but I paid 20 yuan for it."

"If you want to give it to someone, you can't give it to someone else. It would be embarrassing. You should look at something else. I won't lie to you, really."

He said so much just because he wanted Xu Dong to buy another one.

But Xu Dong still shook his head, unmoved.

"This one is very good, I like it!"

"You are really stubborn."

Shang Qiufeng took out an exquisite long box from under the counter and opened it to reveal a picture of words.

"How about this one? It's an authentic work by Yan Zhenqing. Is it a good gift?"

"No."

Xu Dong said and walked out.

"Brother, please stay!" Shang Qiufeng hurriedly chased after him.

"Look at this, Ji Xiaolan's handwritten surgery is much better than your shabby stuff!"

When he met Xu Dong, a fool who spent five thousand yuan to buy counterfeit goods, he felt that if he didn't kill him, his life would be in vain.

Xu Dong glanced at it.

This painting is indeed filled with a faint precious light, and it seems to be real.

It is estimated that the middle-aged man just now was also deceived by this painting, and now the shop owner is here to deceive him again.

"Need not."

He didn't bother to pay attention and walked out.

Shang Qiufeng's throat was almost smoking, but Xu Dong was completely unmoved and became furious.

"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

"If you spend five thousand yuan to buy such a painting, do you really think you have found a treasure?"

"Damn, this is the first time I've seen such a stupid person!"

These words are a bit harsh and have reached the level of personal attack.

Xu Dong didn't want to argue with him, and his face darkened a bit when he heard this.

"As a human being, you'd better have some moral integrity."

"You dare to scold me?" Shang Qiufeng said with a cold smile, "Boy, you might as well go out and ask around. Is there anyone in Kun Yuanjie who doesn't know about me, Shang Qiufeng!"

"roll!"

Xu Dong coldly scolded.

"It belongs to your grandma!"

Shang Qiufeng's face turned red with anger, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to slap him.

Xu Dong couldn't tolerate him and kicked him.

With a bang, Shang Qiufeng's 200-pound fat man flew four to five meters away and fell solidly to the ground.

Seeing this, Xiaojiu wanted to go over and make up for it, but was stopped by Xu Dong.

“Male Gobi’s!”

Shang Qiufeng grinned in pain, and after getting up from the ground, he screamed.
Chapter completed!