Transaction 144: Fake antiques to be used as tuition fee
(Thanks to brothers "zi擓,禦灬" for your unswerving support, thank you for your reward, and also thank you to those brothers who have always supported Wu Bi. For Wu Bi, the biggest pain is to be abandoned by others.
, and the greatest happiness is given by you!)
Yang E and Chi Xue'er were sitting on the carriage returning home. Yang E was holding Chi Xue'er, and Chi Xue'er's little head was resting on her plump breasts!
After a while, Chi Xueer murmured: "Mom, the sister's arms just now were so comfortable, so cold!"
"I heard that your sister Lin'er has a physique of ice soul. You little goblin must have felt it, otherwise why would you indulge in her?" Yang E said dotingly.
"Hehe, I can't hide it from my mother at all! But my sister's cultivation level is still a little bit behind. Although she is already a Celestial Master, she has only been promoted to Celestial Master for less than half a year, so she even thinks that I am a goblin.
Don’t come out!” Chi Xueer said slightly proudly.
Yang E and Chi Xueer were chatting and laughing, but they were thinking in their hearts whether they should ask Dongfang Yong if he would attend the palace banquet tomorrow?
Judging from the Queen's words just now, will the Emperor's family suddenly announce the break-up of the engagement at the palace banquet? Will he lose face if he goes?
Lin'er escaped from marriage and came back. If she went, she would be laughed at. If she didn't go, she would be looked down upon. This palace banquet is really a headache!
Just when Yang E was worried about whether Dongfang Yong would go to the palace banquet, Dongfang Yong followed Bai Gu and found Wu Bi in the messy house in Baihu City!
As soon as I walked to the door of a low dark house, I heard a slight groan of pain coming from inside. The sound was very familiar, it was Wu Bi's!
After sending away a thin man who was leading the way with two copper coins, Dongfang Yong opened the door and walked in.
A sour smell immediately hit his face, almost scaring Dongfang Yong out. Wu Bi inside heard the movement and said nervously: "Who?"
Dongfang Yong pinched his nose and said: "I am Dongfang Yong!..." He found that his words were not true when he held his nose, making him sound like a thief. He let go first, said it again, and then quickly pinched his nose.
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Wu Bi was stunned for a moment, and then saw Dongfang Yong and Bai Gu walking into the house, reaching his bedside, his body trembled, and he asked nervously: "Master Dongfang, it's you, are you also because of the purchase?"
Did you come to me to settle the account after you bought my fake painting? Master, don’t do anything yet. You have to make a clear distinction. You bought the fake painting that day knowing full well that it was fake, so you were buying the fake painting from me, not me selling it as a fake.
for you!"
"Will you spare the password?" Dongfang Yong stopped him from continuing, "Look at you, has anyone come here to beat you in the past few days?"
"Well, two gangs are here! Isn't the young master the same as them?" Wu Bi still asked cautiously.
"No, if I buy fake antiques, I will treat them as tuition fees!" Dongfang Yong saw Wu Bi lying on the bed. He was obviously scared but didn't move, and asked, "Where is it hurt?"
"Master Dongfang's words are insightful. It would be great if everyone could think like Master Dongfang!" Wu Bi said happily as if he had met a close friend.
Poof... Dongfang Yong laughed, "Not only are you stubborn, but you are also shameless! Let me tell you, although I will pay my tuition fees, I am against counterfeiting, piracy, cheating and selling fakes! Are you hurt?
Where have you been?"
Wu Bi didn't understand why the young master in front of him cared about him, but no one had come to see him for several days since he was injured. If nothing else, he would starve to death in this small dark room, so now he sees
Dongfang Yong, he immediately regarded him as a confidant in his heart, and said with a bitter face: "The right thigh is broken and the waist is injured!"
"You can be cured without dying, but your hands are fine, can you still write?" Dongfang Yong asked shamelessly without forgetting the purpose of this time.
"Well, my hands are fine. My hands are the most important thing to me, so when they beat me, I protected them well... The young master asked about my hands...?" Wu Bi retracted his hands.
In his arms, he was a little afraid that this young master was going to break his hand!
Dongfang Yong has adapted to the darkness in this house, and Wu Bi's movements are all caught in his eyes. What's strange about Dongfang Yong is that the sour smell just now is not so obvious now!
Dongfang Yong let go of the hand holding his nose and said: "I have a job now, and you are suitable. Do you want it?"
Wu Bi was stunned, "Work? Haha... Finally someone discovered my talent!...".
Dongfang Yong thought he was going to agree immediately, but he didn't expect, "Master, if you beat me to death, I won't lie to you!"
Originally, when he was talking to Dongfang Yong, his upper body was already half raised, but now after he finished speaking, he lay straight down, as if waiting for death!
"Huh? Even if I want you to make fake antiques, that's normal. Don't you always get beaten up for selling fake antiques?" Dongfang Yong is a little strange. He shouldn't be a bitch and build an archway?
"That's different. I just painted those antique paintings and calligraphy out of hobbies. Later I ran out of money and was starving to death, so I sold the good paintings and calligraphy for sale! At first I said they were mine.
No one paid any attention to me when it came to imitating paintings. Later, a fat man’s eyes lit up after seeing my paintings. I told him that they were imitation paintings. He looked at me as if he were an idiot. I knew he had
I thought my paintings were genuine, and they were laughing at me for not knowing how to borrow money! That fat man was Mr. Zhang, and later I beat him up once. However, from that time on, I realized that I would rather say it was genuine before anyone would look at it.
At first glance, if I said it was a fake painting, no one would care about me at all. In order to realize my great ideal and to have a bite to eat, I said that what I was selling was genuine!"
"But the young master must know my reputation in the city. Ever since I was three years old, everyone has known that I sell fake paintings and antiques. In fact, it was all intentional on my own. That way, even if I claim to be authentic, I can still sell the paintings.
If you sell it, you can ensure that the buyer will not be deceived!"
"In fact, everyone who comes to buy my paintings knows that my paintings are fake. They can buy them because they have needs. Some people see that I paint well, and some do it because they cannot buy genuine paintings.
I want to see what antiques look like, and some may also want to deceive others with my paintings... Those who come to beat me are not because they were deceived by my fake paintings, but because they are all
They wanted me to make fake antiques for them, but I refused, so they beat me!"
"You will definitely laugh at me for being a bitch and erecting memorial arches, but I only imitate those paintings and calligraphy because I love them. When I don't have a bite to eat, I just sell the fruits of my labor for money! If I
To make fake paintings for those unscrupulous businessmen and officials and spread them to every corner of the world is a blasphemy against the wisdom of the ancients and is something that the world's literati cannot tolerate!"
After Wu Bi vented his bitterness, he seemed to realize that he had said too much. He sighed and said: "Master, I will not go back with you. If you want to break my hand, then please do it!"
Deep despair filled Wu Bi's face. He lay on the bed, as if the next moment was his death!