After entering Laozhaitang, Qin Feng discovered that the layout here was unique.
It seems to be a regular layout, but it actually coincides with the way of nourishing Qi in the Nine Palaces. Ordinary people living here will feel refreshed and protected from all diseases.
It's just that this man named Qin Hanzhang has a sunken and black face and has been tortured by illness all year round.
"A businessman knows Feng Shui."
"If you don't set up a wealth-gathering formation, you will focus on cultivating Qi."
Qin Feng sat on a chair, and a lady wearing a cheongsam brought a cup of hot tea: "Mr. Qin, I have long admired your name."
The noble lady is plump and round, and her tailor-made cheongsam perfectly sets off her noble temperament.
But just like Qin Hanzhang, there were still a lot of green crows visible in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.
Qin Hanzhang smiled and introduced: "This is Ai Qing, a lowly wife. Like me, she has suffered from headaches for more than half a year."
"Let me take your pulse first."
Qin Feng had no intention of drinking tea. All his attention was on the broken blue and white porcelain outside.
Qin Hanzhang nodded, moved a chair and sat across from him.
"Mr. Qin is so young but has excellent medical skills. He must have inherited it from his family, right?"
Qin Hanzhang looked at Qin Feng: "I wonder who my father is?"
"A village doctor."
Qin Feng spoke calmly.
"Village doctor?"
Qin Hanzhang frowned slightly: "It must be the master who has hidden himself in the mountains and forests, and has seen through the mortal world and is indifferent to the world."
He smiled and said: "You can conquer the world just by sending your son out."
Qin Feng glanced at him and slowly stopped his hand.
"Are you sure?" Qin Hanzhang asked.
Qin Feng stood up and looked at the antique calligraphy and paintings displayed around him: "That's wrong."
"What's wrong?"
Qin Hanzhang and Ai Qing looked at each other and followed Qin Feng: "Brother Qin, is there any problem?"
Qin Feng pointed to an empty space on the wall: "Is there something missing here? A painting, right?"
The couple were shocked.
"That's right, a fake of Tang Bohu."
Qin Hanzhang said truthfully: "It was just wet with water and was just put away. How did you know?"
"Fake?"
Qin Feng was stunned: "Isn't it said that you pay ten for every fake one? Why are you still selling fakes?"
"Haha, Brother Qin doesn't know something."
Qin Hanzhang smiled and said: "Although this ancient painting is a fake, it depends on what kind of man-made fake it is."
He explained: "My picture of Tang Bohu's strange trees in the mountains was copied and signed by the Qing Dynasty painter Wu Kai."
"Although it is a high imitation, its value and significance are completely different from those fakes on the market."
"Where's the painting?"
Qin Feng turned his head and said, "I want to see that painting."
Qin Hanzhang nodded: "Bring the people out."
Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the back door of the store open, and a man and a woman were pushed out by two clerks.
"Let me go!"
The man had a look of anger on his face: "I am an official in the Medical Bureau, you dare to imprison me, be careful that I will make you all miserable with just one phone call!"
The woman also struggled bitterly: "Let me go! The police will come later, and none of you can run away!"
Chen Jiangang, Yang Hui?
Qin Feng was very surprised to meet the two of them here, and he could tell that the two of them were in a lot of trouble.
"Waiting for the police?"
Qin Hanzhang laughed and said: "You destroyed my two million paintings, wait until the police come to see who was arrested."
The two people also noticed Qin Feng, but they ignored him.
Chen Jiangang looked dissatisfied: "Fuck you, it's a broken painting. Even you yourself said it was a fake. Why do you have the nerve to ask me for two million?"
"Do you really think I'm a stickman who's never seen anything?"
"Five thousand yuan, you can take it if you like it, but if you don't want it, it has nothing to do with me."
Yang Hui also laughed and said: "You'd better think carefully. My husband is from the medical bureau and has many friends in the police station. Just be careful if he calls you. Even your store won't be able to open!"
The two people were arrogant and looked very angry.
"Boss Qin, this is a painting."
His subordinates carried an unfolded scroll to the table in the middle and laid it flat.
Qin Feng glanced at it and discovered that it was exactly what Qin Hanzhang had just said, a fake of Tang Bohu's picture of strange trees in the mountains imitated by Wu Kai in the Qing Dynasty.
The painting is about 170 centimeters long and about 90 centimeters wide. The ancient trees in the scroll stand tall and straight into the sky. Each leaf has a different expression. The ink is watery and has different shades, which realistically expresses the texture of the strange tree.
The only regrettable thing is that there is an obvious tea stain in the middle of the painting. The tea stain is not yet dry, and it was obviously poured on it just now.
"We saw you pouring this tea with our own eyes."
"The painting was destroyed. Now you say it's a fake, but you don't want to admit it?"
The clerk who caught Jiang Rubing said coldly: "Do you want me to bring up the surveillance camera now so you can take a closer look?"
"So what if there is surveillance?"
Chen Jiangang's expression changed, but he still kept a straight face and showed off his workplace style:
"I was just drinking tea and accidentally spilled the tea."
"Besides, if something goes wrong with this thing placed in such an obvious position, don't you have any responsibility?"
"You are asking me for two million for a fake product. You are clearly fishing for law enforcement and deliberately framed! Blackmail!"
Yang Hui hugged her shoulders and snorted coldly: "Five thousand yuan at most, do you want me to love you?"
"If you don't know what's wrong, I'll ask the industrial and commercial department to close your shop now!"
At this time, Qin Feng shook his head: "Two million is too little. It needs at least five million to be worth the price of this painting."