The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 203 I don't sell

"This painting costs 60 yuan! In the antique business, genuine and fake products always follow. Even if this painting is a fake, it was because he set his sights on it. The rule in antiques is that after the money has been cleared, it is impossible to return it!" The store! The boss's face became a little ugly.

Ye Feng smiled: "60 is not very expensive."

Hearing this, Li Zhengde almost vomited blood - 60 yuan is not expensive to buy a fake painting! ?

"Ye Feng, you don't know how to talk nonsense, go away!" Li Zhengde scolded Ye Feng.

The shop owner's originally downcast face showed a smile, and he smiled at Ye Feng as if he had seen a close friend: "Little brother, you have good eyesight. This painting is really not expensive at 60 yuan. Please persuade your dad not to do it anymore." It’s unreasonable.”

The onlookers also found it funny. The middle-aged man was surprised. They didn't expect that this young man was also a rookie.

It really complies with that sentence, if you are not a family, you will not enter the same house.

"Boss, although I think it's not expensive, my father-in-law can't bear to swallow it. Do you think you can give me something else to calm your mood?" Ye Feng said and pointed at some worthless items on the stall outside the store. "fake antiques".

Li Zhengde was anxious: "Ye Feng, what are you talking about!?"

To be honest, the things on the stalls outside the store are just some fake antique gadgets. They are aimed at those who travel from other places and are not worth a lot of money.

Hearing Ye Feng's words, the store owner felt happy in his heart. As long as the boy's father-in-law stopped insisting on returning the goods, it wouldn't matter if he gave away all the worthless things on the stall.

If you sell a fake product for 60 yuan, you will make a profit no matter what!
"Little brother, you can choose whatever you want at the stall. You can take whatever you want." The shop owner waved his hand, looking very proud.

Ye Feng looked through the stall, and then casually found a picture with words: "Picture with words, boss, that's it."

Seeing what Ye Feng picked up, the shop owner said eagerly: "Take it, take it, tell your father-in-law to stop making trouble."

The shop owner just wants to get rid of them quickly. Such a fuss will more or less affect his business.

"Dad, you see my boss has also made compensation, let's go." Ye Feng winked at Li Zhengde.

Li Zhengde didn't see Ye Feng's eyes and cursed angrily: "You trash, who told you to do this? A broken painting and a broken word cost me 60 yuan. Are you crazy!?"

"Boss, this guy has a brain problem. Don't listen to him. I'll give you the painting back. I don't want you to refund me 60, so I'll refund 50!" After Ye Feng made such a fuss, Li Zhengde could only give in.

The shop owner folded his hands and sneered and replied with three words: "Impossible."

"Boss, please give me a receipt for this painting and this calligraphy." Ye Feng raised the calligraphy and painting in his hand.

The shop owner quickly opened a receipt and stuffed it into Ye Feng's hand: "Take your father-in-law and leave quickly, don't affect my business."

"Ye Feng, do you know what you are doing?" Li Ruoyun was very angry. He originally thought that Ye Feng suddenly appeared to help his father, but unexpectedly he turned his elbow outward.

Money or not was secondary. Li Ruoyun was afraid that Ye Feng would make his father sick.

"Dad, Ruoyun, let's go." Ye Feng held the calligraphy and painting and the receipt, looking satisfied.

Li Zhengde remained motionless, his chest rising and falling rapidly. If so many people hadn't been watching, he might have been tempted to attack Ye Feng.He really couldn't understand where Ye Feng had the courage to overstep his authority and make decisions for him!
At this time, another person squeezed in from the crowd. His eyes fell on the copybook in Ye Feng's hand and said, "Brother Ye Feng, can you show me the copybook in your hand?"

"Mr. Bi, Mr. Bi..." Li Zhengde, who was about to faint from anger, saw his eyes lit up when he saw the old man appearing, and the anger on his face quickly turned into excitement.

The crowd of onlookers also became commotion, and many people had the same expression on their faces as Li Zhengde.

That look was like a student meeting a teacher he had admired for a long time.

The visitor was none other than Bi Wenbin, a well-known antique appraisal and collection expert in Yanjing.

The shop owner also recognized Bi Wenbin and said with a smile: "Old Bi, your visit to the shop really makes the shop shine."

The shop owner is a good person. No matter what the reason is for Bi Wenbin to appear here, first connect him with his shop, and then do a little advertising...

With the help of celebrity effect, it is not difficult to imagine how prosperous your business will be in the future.

Bi Wenbin ignored the shop owner and just looked at the calligraphy in Ye Feng's hand.

Ye Feng handed the words in his hand to Bi Wenbin.

Bi Wenbin unfolded it and looked at it carefully, and said while reading: "This copybook is Zhao Mengfu's "Elixir Poster"."

The shop owner quickly said: "Mr. Bi, this is indeed Zhao Mengfu's elixir sticker, but it was copied by an unknown person. The real elixir sticker is in the National Palace Museum in Taipei."

The receipt for the painting and calligraphy had just been handed over to the young man. Naturally, the shop owner was not afraid of Ye Feng's regret, and with Bi Wenbin present, he simply said it directly.

"The Dan Yao Tie is a cursive calligraphy written by Zhao Mengfu when he was 66 years old. It has a total of 350 eight characters. The inner thickness of each character has a strong contrast. The first half of the calligraphy is precise and powerful, while the second half is written faster and faster, with a cursive style."

Bi Wenbin habitually told his understanding of the elixir calligraphy, and then pointed to the copybook in his hand and continued: "Although this copybook has not been inspired by God, it is a good copy. I have always been fascinated by Zhao Mengfu's calligraphy and painting. I don't know if Ye Feng Xiaoxiao Brother, can you give up your love to me?"

The shop owner's eyes widened, wondering if he had heard wrongly. The famous Bi Wenbin actually wanted this copybook!

"Brother Ye Feng, how about I give you fifty thousand?" Bi Wenbin reported a number.

Hearing this, the shop owner's heart skipped a beat: This fake product can be worth 5 yuan! ?
The shop owner clearly remembered that he spent 500 yuan to collect this copybook.Now that it's in Bi Wenbin's mouth, its value has increased a hundred times in an instant.

If I had known that Bi Wenbin would appear here, this copybook should not have been given to the young man along with the fake painting.

Li Zhengde was also very surprised. He didn't expect that a copybook Ye Feng asked for was worth 5 yuan.

However, compared to the 60 yuan he lost, even if he gets back 5 yuan, it is still a drop in the bucket.

Ye Feng smiled and shook his head: "Old Bi, I'm sorry, I also like this copybook, and I don't intend to part with it."

Hearing this, everyone onlookers had puzzled expressions on their faces.

It’s amazing that Bi Wenbin could sell a fake copybook for [-] yuan. I didn’t expect that this young man wouldn’t sell it. Is there really something wrong with his head?
(End of this chapter)