Wang Chao didn't know much about this. After all, those who could afford to play with antiques had to be rich.
"Okay." Finally, Wang Chao nodded.
It’s okay to take a stroll, you can learn a lot.
Soon, the three of them arrived at the antique street.
Antiques, as the name suggests, are ancient playthings.
Also known as antiques.
Of course, not all objects in the antique street are antiques, almost 90% of them are fakes.
In this industry, luck is important, but the most important thing is vision.
"Mr. Wang, the shop in front has good business all year round. Let's go and have a look."
Li Cheng led the way.
"kindness."
Wang Chao ordered people, and several people came to the store. Inside the store, there were already many tourists choosing and screening.
Wang Chao was also very interested and looked around.
Here, there are ancient paintings, porcelain, the Four Treasures of the Study, and other ancient supplies.
After wandering around for a while, by coincidence, Wang Chao met the three people from the Lin family again.
When the three people saw Wang Chao, their expressions immediately darkened.
It’s really a narrow road for enemies!
But this time they were very honest and did not take the initiative to cause trouble for Wang Chao.
Wang Chao didn't bother to argue with them.
"It's really unlucky to meet this trash again!"
Lin Miaomiao whispered to Li Hui.
Li Hui's face looked ugly, and he was also helpless!
But since Li Cheng was right next to Wang Chao, he didn't dare to say anything.
After all, this entire antique city belongs to the Li family.
If you cause trouble here, aren't you seeking death?
"Don't worry about him, let's just look after ours!"
After saying that, Lin Qingshan looked at an ancient painting.
"Hey, Li Hui, what do you think of this ink painting?"
Lin Qingshan asked, pointing to an ink painting in front of him.
Li Hui took a look and said, "Dad, I don't understand this either. Do you know the origin?"
"If I guess correctly, this painting is "Evening Breeze in the Mountains" from the early Ming Dynasty, and the author is the painter Qiu Ying." Lin Qingshan said.
"The guest has good taste. This painting is "Evening Breeze in the Mountains" and it is absolutely authentic."
The shop owner smiled.
"How much?" Lin Qingshan laughed.
"One million." The shop owner smiled.
"It's expensive." Lin Qingshan smiled and shook his head.
"Guest, this is a painting by a celebrity from the Ming Dynasty. One million is not cheap. I remember that his other painting "Three Paintings to Celebrate Birthday" was auctioned for five million," the boss said.
Lin Qingshan looked at the painting carefully for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Boss, this is not an authentic painting. This original painting was destroyed in the war in the Qing Dynasty. Your painting was copied by Wang Shimin, a court painter of the Qing Dynasty. It is worth
It’s less than one million, but if it’s authentic, it could sell for at least 50 million!”
As soon as he said this, the face of the person buying the painting changed slightly, and then he smiled and said: "The customer has good taste, and he is an expert at first sight."
As soon as this flattery was blown, Lin Qingshan suddenly felt a little elated.
He looked at Li Hui with a slightly proud expression, as if to say, although my stone betting skills are not good.
But the level of identifying antiques is still very good.
"Guest, after all, this painting was painted by a famous artist from the Qing Dynasty. I'll give it to you for a flat price of five hundred thousand, how about it?"
Seeing that the other party recognized it, the boss had no choice but to tell him the market price.
But Li Qingshan shook his head with a smile and said: "I will buy it for 100,000 yuan."
"Guest, please stop joking, my purchase price is more than this amount."
Li Qingshan didn't have much interest in buying a fake, but instead looked at another painting.
Wang Chao, who was not far away, couldn't help but look at "Evening Wind in the Mountains". In this painting, he felt a sense of vicissitudes of time.
This was by no means an object from the Qing Dynasty. He began to have spiritual vision and discovered that there was something special about this painting...
Wang Chao's expression flickered, but he did not take action immediately.