"I don't want anything else, just this calligraphy line." Lin Yu smiled and walked over and picked up a copybook with yellowed paper.
"Okay, no problem. If we add this word, we can seal the deal without any regrets!" The store owner said eagerly. With so many people proving it, as long as Lin Yu agrees, there is no point in regretting it.
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"It's a deal!" Lin Yu said with a smile.
"Fart! You loser, these bad words and lies are not even worth ten thousand yuan!" Jiang Jingren cursed angrily, grabbed a teacup and threw it at Lin Yu.
Lin Yu dodged and the teacup fell to the ground and exploded.
"You can handle your housework by yourself. You don't have to pay for this tea cup. Let's go!" The shop owner hurriedly packed up the fake paintings and copybooks and stuffed them into Lin Yu's hands together with the receipt.
"He Jiarong, you're going too far! Why do you make decisions for my dad!" Jiang Yan was very angry. This loser still couldn't change his self-righteousness. There was still hope of getting the money back, but what he did was completely ruined.
No more fun.
Jiang Yan didn't care about money, but she was afraid of making her father angry.
"Little brother, can you show me this calligraphy of yours?"
At this time, a very energetic middle-aged man suddenly walked out of the crowd and stared curiously at the copybook in Lin Yu's hand.
"Tang, Professor Tang?" Jiang Jingren, who was about to faint from anger, suddenly brightened up when he saw the middle-aged man, and he instantly became energetic.
The expression was like a star-chasing fan suddenly meeting his idol.
This middle-aged man's name is Tang Zongyun, a well-known figure in the antique circle of Qinghai City. He is an archeology professor at Qinghai University. His hobby is collecting antiques. Qinghai TV's treasure appraisal column has invited him to be a treasure appraisal guest many times. It is rumored that the value of his family is
There are no less than twenty pieces in the collection worth millions.
Jiang Jingren has admired him for a long time and has always wanted to find someone to introduce him to him. However, an antique lover of his level cannot be noticed by others.
In fact, when Tang Zongyun arrived just now, the crowd was already in a commotion because of the surprise, but Jiang Jingren was too busy arguing to notice.
"Hello." Tang Zongyun nodded and smiled at Jiang Jingren, "Can you show me this calligraphy?"
"Of course, of course!" Jiang Jingren nodded hurriedly. Seeing that Lin Yu didn't move, he raised his foot and kicked him, and said, "Why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you give the copybook to Professor Tang."
Lin Yu then handed over the copybook.
"Sure enough, it is Wang Xizhi's clear message." Tang Zongyun took a closer look and said.
"Yes, but it's a pity that it's a copy by later generations, and the copy is very rough. It's not worth much at all." The store owner said sarcastically from behind. Anyway, the deal has been completed, and he is not afraid of Lin Yu's regrets.
"It is true that the copying is relatively rough, but even if it is such a rough copying and it is rare to see it, it is still worth tens of thousands of dollars. I wonder if my little brother is willing to part with it?" Tang Zongyun said with a smile.
"Can this broken character be worth tens of thousands of yuan?" The shop owner's eyelids twitched and he couldn't help but feel a little pain. If he had known it, he would not have given it to Lin Yu.
"Little brother, if you are still willing, I will pay you thirty thousand to make up for some of your losses." Tang Zongyun said.
He also saw the fake painting that Jiang Jingren bought just now. Even including the calligraphy, Jiang Jingren suffered a serious loss, so he thought he was doing a good deed and helped them stop the bleeding.
"Sorry, I don't want to sell." Lin Yu shook his head and politely refused.
"Then I will add another 20,000 yuan. Little brother, the price I offered is already far higher than the market price of this calligraphy. No matter which appraisal agency you go to for appraisal, it will not exceed 10,000 yuan. If it weren't for me,
I am very fond of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, and I would not pay such a high price." Tang Zongyun's tone was sincere.
"Professor Tang is an expert. Young man, you should hurry up and sell it."
"That's right, since Professor Tang said the market value is 10,000, you can only estimate it for this amount."
"Hurry up and take action. If you lose so much money, let's treat it as blood."
"Fifty thousand is already very high. Even if you add the painting, it probably won't be worth the money."
The onlookers also began to persuade Lin Yu to seize the opportunity. In the antique circle, no one makes a mistake. The key is to learn how to stop losses.
"Professor Tan, I'm sorry, I really never thought about selling this painting." Lin Yu was a little embarrassed.
"Don't sell it? Did you buy this with money? If you say you won't sell it, you won't sell it!" Jiang Jingren on the side couldn't bear it anymore and kicked Lin Yu angrily.
Then he turned to Tang Zongyun and said flatteringly: "Professor Tang, since you like it, I will give you this calligraphy as a way for us to make friends."
Jiang Jingren's overwhelming anger just now was gone, and he was even a little secretly happy. Although he lost half a million, it was worth it to make friends with Tang Zongyun through this calligraphy.
"No way, after all you paid a big price for this. You can pay it to your friends, but you must also pay for it." Tang Zongyun said quickly.
"No, this calligraphy cannot be sold!" Lin Yu snatched the calligraphy over and said firmly.
"You, you, turned against you!" Jiang Jingren pointed at Lin Yu, trembling with anger.
"He Jiarong, what are you doing!" Jiang Yan also glared at him, her father's mood finally improved, why is he so ignorant, isn't he just a bad character, what can he do if he is given to others?
"It doesn't matter, Professor Tang. If he doesn't sell it, I will." The shop owner ran over and pulled Tang Zongyun to please him, "I still have two copies of Wang Xizhi's copying boards, which are many times better than his. Take a look.
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Just now he heard that Tang Zong had shipped out 50,000 yuan, and he felt like his heart was bleeding, but he had no choice but to sell the word to Lin Yu.
"Oh? Is there any Ming Qie Tie?" Professor Tang asked curiously.
"There is no Mingqie Tie anymore, but there is Linchuan Tie, and the copying is excellent." The shop owner said happily, counting money in his heart. The little-known Mingqie Tie can be produced in rough copies.
Fifty thousand, the copy of the famous Linchuan post would probably cost dozens of times.
"That's no need. I already have a copy of the Linchuan post at home." Tang Zongyun said with some regret.
The store owner seemed to have been poured cold water on his head and was extremely disappointed.
"Little brother, let me ask you one last question, do you really not want to sell this calligraphy?" Tang Zongyun asked Lin Yu again with some unwillingness to give up.
"I'm really sorry, I can't sell it." Lin Yu apologized.
Tang Zongyun sighed, turned around and walked out.
"You loser, when will it be your turn to make the decision about my money!" When Jiang Jingren saw that Tang Zongyun was leaving, he immediately became anxious and reached out to grab the words in Lin Yu's hand.
Lin Yu dodged cleverly. Seeing that his father-in-law was anxious to please Professor Tang, he had no choice but to rush to Tang Zongyun who walked outside the door and shouted, "Professor Tang, please wait a moment. Although this calligraphy cannot be sold to you, it can be sold to you."
Let you open your eyes with everyone present."
What a loud tone!
Lin Yu's words made everyone a little unhappy. It was just a bad word. It also opened our eyes. Putting them aside, Professor Tang himself has seen thousands of famous collections. How can we open our eyes?
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But in fact, Lin Yu didn't mean any arrogance in his words. He was talking about things. What he wanted everyone to see next may be something that the antique lovers present may never see once in their lifetime.
In fact, when he first entered this antique store, he was attracted by the strong green light emitting from the copybook on the shelf. He knew that this must be an extremely precious treasure, so he deliberately set it up and asked the store owner to give it to him.
my own.
"Oh? What do you say?" Tang Zongyun stopped at the door, and he was somewhat dissatisfied with Lin Yu's loud tone.
"The reason why I won't sell it to you is because this copybook has another story, and its value may exceed imagination." Lin Yu said.
"Little brother, what do you mean by this? Isn't this just an ordinary copy? How can there be any other explanation of the universe?" Tang Zongyun's tone was quite restrained, but he was a little disdainful in his heart. He secretly thought that young people nowadays like to sensationalize.
set.
The onlookers also had some criticisms. They found some bad characters and really took them as treasures.
"It's a joke. I've had this picture on my shelf for a year. If it's really of extraordinary quality, why wouldn't I be able to tell?" the shop owner sneered.
"The store owner doesn't believe it?" Lin Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Of course I don't believe it! You little brat, you have been in the antique industry for a few days and you dare to stand up to veterans like us." The shop owner said coldly, pulling everyone to his side with just one sentence.
"That's right, young man, so many of us can see that it is an ordinary copy. Do you think we are all blind?"
"Even if we are mistaken, can experts like Professor Tang also be mistaken?"
"What's wrong with today's young people? Why do they like to put on airs so much!"
“It’s ridiculous to overestimate your own capabilities!”
Being surrounded by the store owner, everyone was talking a lot and expressed dissatisfaction.
"Since the store owner doesn't believe it, do you dare to make a bet with me?" Lin Yu's tone was quite provocative.
"Just bet, tell me, how to bet?" The shop owner was also very unconvinced.
"In this way, if there is really a mystery in this painting, how about you return the 500,000 yuan my dad paid for the painting to us. If I can't find it, how about I pay you another 500,000 yuan?"
"Okay, it's a deal. This is what you said. Everyone has heard it. Help me prove it!" The store owner was overjoyed and hurriedly agreed. He already regarded Lin Yu as a complete fool.
"He Jiarong!"
Jiang Yan stamped his feet angrily, but Lin Yu pretended not to hear.
"Let him do it. I won't help him pay for it. Yan'er, I don't think you should go to work tomorrow. Just go and get a divorce from him. I think this kid is completely stupid." Jiang Jingren
Lin Yu was so angry that he felt helpless.
"Please bring me a glass of water." Lin Yu put the words flatly on the desk, minding his own business.
After the shop owner got the water, Lin Yu took a sip, and then sprayed it on the copybook with all his strength. He repeated this several times to make the surface of the copybook evenly wet.
Then he used tweezers to poke at one leg of the copybook. The surface of the copybook turned up by one leg. Lin Yu clamped the raised leg of the copybook and slowly lifted it up. As the thin paper was lifted up, the bottom layer of the copybook was lifted up.
Another calligraphy appeared, which was very similar to the calligraphy on the surface, but much more delicate and powerful. At first glance, it looked like it was made by someone else.
A burst of exclamation suddenly erupted from the crowd. This was the first time they had seen such a situation. There was another word hidden inside one word.
"Ming...Ming Qi Tie? Wang Xizhi...Wang Xizhi's real...authentic work?! How is it possible! How is this...possible!"
Tang Zongyun's expression changed drastically. He rushed over and took a closer look. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak anymore. His two fingers were hanging in the air and they couldn't help but tremble. He didn't dare to touch the copybook on the table.
What he didn't know was that there was already a layer of tears in his eyes at this time.