Humph, you guys dare to provoke me, I will take it today, little brother." Pan Xiaoqiang entered his bedroom and kicked the door shut. He had already thought clearly, this old man dared to sell cloisonné at such a low price, either.

The product is genuine, but the store owner cannot afford such a high price; or, as Lao Chen said, this thing is fake, and the store owner has poor eyesight.

Pan Xiaoqiang took out the ancient tripod from his backpack, gritted his teeth and said: "If it's true, I asked Da Zhuang to borrow five million, leaving you guys with nowhere to complain. If it's false, then I'm sorry, today

I want you to lose things and be embarrassed."

Putting the ancient tripod on the table and putting it away, Pan Xiaoqiang turned around and opened the door, and found his uncle waiting outside.

"uncle!"

"Xiaoqiang, don't force yourself. It's the off-season for sales. Let's admit the loss and close the door for a few days. There won't be any big economic losses." Pan Hai may be older and more cautious in doing things, and at the same time he is no longer young.

The spirit of time.

Pan Xiaoqiang shook his head and said decisively: "Off season? The Chinese New Year is coming soon. Our store is counting on making some money during this golden period. These guys have cut off our livelihood!" After saying that, he looked directly at us.

His uncle's eyes did not dodge at all: "Don't worry, uncle, I will leave them speechless."

Pan Hai sighed: "Maybe I am really old and you have really grown up."

…

Pan Xiaoqiang finally walked out despite being called upon. He put his hands in his pockets, faced the sinister old Shar Pei dog, his nose twitched, and he snorted coldly.

"Hehe, come, take a look at this thing and pass it by." The old Shar-Pei man had great confidence in his cloisonné incense box and pointed at the incense box.

Stretching out his hand to hold the incense box, Pan Xiaoqiang pretended to look at it for a while. The blue background, blood-red pattern, including the marks of copper wire and enamel lines, seemed to be normal, and there was no trace of fakes.

There were experts among the crowd who shook their heads looking at Pan Xiaoqiang's unprofessional techniques and couldn't help but comment: "This little brother's techniques are too trendy, and he may not have anything genuine in his belly."

"Who says it's not? What is cloisonné? Rare and miscellaneous items! We don't touch these things very much, let alone such a boy who doesn't even have hair."

"Let me tell you, Boss Pan really has no choice but to bring a little guy here to delay the situation. This is unethical." said an old boss.

After listening to the discussions of the people around him, the old Shar-Pei sneered, raised the corners of his mouth, and trimmed his fingers with a nail clipper. He was very curious about what tricks this kid could pull off.

After Pan Xiaoqiang pretended for two minutes, he pressed his palm tightly against the incense box, and a year passed through his mind: "2012." He snorted in his heart. The date of manufacture of this thing is probably higher than the one on the Dazhuang Yacht.

The TV is further back.

Pan Xiaoqiang felt confident, and then he felt the incense box. A minute later, he casually threw the incense box on the glass cabinet, and the collision made a loud sound, crisp and clear.

Immediately, the old Shar-Pei man stared at Pan Xiaoqiang with a gloomy expression: "If I find you dropped a piece of porcelain on it, believe it or not, I will kill you."

Pan Xiaoqiang wiped his hands on his jeans, looked at the old Shar-Pei dog and said, "Old guys, you are quite capable. You are so arrogant when you pretend to be big with fake goods!" "Fake" is the word.

came out, some people in the crowd began to discuss quietly.

The old Shar-Pei's heart skipped a beat, and he clenched his fists tightly. Then he loosened his knitted eyebrows again, and grinned again and said in a sinister manner: "Young man, you can take medicine randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. You can't take it."

Just tell me frankly that you paid for my things, and there is no need to falsely accuse my things of being fake." The old man snapped his fingers, pointed at the tip of Pan Xiaoqiang's nose and shouted: "I can't tell you, your store will open in the future.

I dismantle it once, and if you tell me, I will immediately pay 500,000 yuan and leave automatically."

Immediately, the crowd's talk was directed to Yufangzhai, falsely accusing other people's things of being fake, which was untenable in Panjiayuan.

Pan Xiaoqiang shook his head, and tapped his long, curved fingers rhythmically on the glass counter: "I originally wanted to save you some face because of your age, but since you said that, I'm sorry, I can only

I slapped you in the face in front of everyone."

After speaking, Pan Xiaoqiang picked up the incense box, opened the lid, quickly found a spot on the inner wall of the incense box, pressed it with his thumb, and after a snapping sound, he grabbed it with one hand.

The edge of the incense box was pulled to the eyes of the old Shar-Pei dog, and he spat out three words: "Wu Bao, imitate." After saying that, he turned the incense box in a circle to the crowd watching: "You guys comment, see if there are any

There is no real thing that is written with imitation characters."

Everyone took a look and found that indeed, there was a small interlayer at the waist of the incense box. After pressing the porcelain tiles on the surface, three small regular characters were written on the inner wall - Wu Bao Fang. This was probably the imprint left by a famous imitator.

Old Man Shapi's whole face was as dark as Bao Qingtian, but after all, he was a veteran who had been working hard in Panjiayuan for decades, and his mental endurance was extremely strong. He regained his composure instantly and said calmly: "Yes,

It's a fake, but Wu Bao was a famous imitator in the Ming Dynasty, so this thing is still genuine. I'll give you one million for it now!"

Pan Xiaoqiang secretly scolded this old guy for being shameless. According to his own superpowers, Wu Bao might still be alive! He only heard a person outside the door say loudly: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who doesn't know Panjiayuan?"

Wu Bao, this old boy is still burning kilns in Tongzhou."

The sound gradually became louder, choking the old Shar-Pei to the point where he couldn't say a word. He could only wave his hand: "Brothers, let's go!" He ignored the man in Pan Xiaoqiang's hand who just shouted five million.

Cloisonne fragrance box.

Pan Xiaoqiang didn't want to. He slapped the glass with his hand and shouted loudly: "I told you, take the five hundred thousand, this is what you said! What, do you want to go back on your word? I can't afford it."

Get into a bullshit situation!"

This sentence was so harsh that the old Shar-Pei was so stimulated that he had a ferocious look on his face. He slowly turned his head and stared at Pan Xiaoqiang: "Young man, keep a line in everything so that we can see you again in the future! Don't make things impossible."

?"

Pan Xiaoqiang turned over from the glass counter, straightened his chest, and said without humility: "Who just wanted to destroy our store just now, but now he can't afford it? Want to leave? Think we are just eating

Did you grow up working hard?"

"Yes, if you don't want to keep the money, let's see if your colleagues agree first." Pan Hai saw that Pan Xiaoqiang handled the matter so beautifully, and that he didn't speak out when he had the upper hand. It was so unmanly.

, he took out his mobile phone and said to the old Shar-Pei: "Old man, I, Pan Hai, have been working in antiques for more than ten years. I haven't made much money, but my brothers have paid a few. If you regret it, I will call my brothers to follow you."

You'll fight to the death."

The old Shar-Pei never expected to capsize in such a small shop. He gritted his teeth and forced out a few words to a bald ladle beside him: "Mai Zi, go get the money."

After receiving fifty stacks of red hair, Pan Xiaoqiang snapped his fingers and said to the old man: "You are welcome to come again next time. To be honest, you are as good as the God of Wealth."

The Shar-Pei old man Jiang had a purple face and was so choked up that he couldn't say a word. He just pushed aside the crowd and left with his men.

Pan Hai put the counted money back into the black bag, patted Pan Xiaoqiang's shoulder and said: "Qiangzi, you are really promising now. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would do!" After that!

He put the black bag containing the money into Pan Xiaoqiang's pocket.

Pan Xiaoqiang refused, and blocked the money bag with his left hand, and said to Pan Hai: "Uncle, I also know that our store is having a hard time now. You can take the money and turn it around first. I still have money, which is enough." He said

He is still more emotional. Pan Hai has really helped him a lot over the years, and he is his biological uncle.

Seeing Pan Xiaoqiang's twisted expression, Pan Hai could only retract his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, I will leave the money with my uncle first. Then I will return it all to your father with interest and marry you a beautiful wife."

." At this time, Lao Chen finally squeezed in and squeezed Pan Xiaoqiang's shoulders: "Qiangzi, I really did not misjudge the person. You are indeed born to do this line of work."

Pan Xiaoqiang smiled dryly at Lao Chen.

At this time, someone in the crowd who was slightly familiar with Yufangzhai came in, raised his fists and said to Pan Hai: "Brother Hai, you have such a live treasure in your store, your day of success is not far away."

"Who says it's not the case? The imitations made by Wu Bao are particularly difficult to identify. Many experts have noticed that the cloisonné just now is probably the best imitation made by Wu Bao. It's almost the real thing. This young man is really awesome.

! Incredible!" The owner of the stone shop next to him looked at Pan Xiaoqiang with envy, feeling particularly uncomfortable in his heart.

Pan Hai Gongquan said to everyone: "What happened today is all the result of my little nephew. If nothing else, I am hosting a banquet for you all today to seek good luck."

"Boss Pan is so generous!" This group of people who didn't even do anything to help them now are afraid that they can't flatter you in time. What is the most important position in the antique store? The eye of the palm! The eye of the palm of a famous person can make people who are looking for identification

People from Bao have packed the store, and with the flow of people, are they still afraid of losing business? Pan Hai understands this.

"Brother Xiaoqiang, I didn't expect you to be so powerful. Why didn't you tell me about it on the train? You're stingy." Dong Qing ran over with a suitcase in his hand.
Chapter completed!