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Lao Han watched Lin Hao identify these calligraphy and paintings with style, his heart was in his stomach, and he looked askance at the antique dealer on the side.

"Hey, this time I have Brother Lin to help me inspect the goods. You can't trick me."

Lao Han thought secretly in his heart.

"Ding!"

"Proficiency +15!"

"Congratulations to the host, [Antique Appraisal: Elementary] proficiency has reached 100%!"

"Unlock Energy Saving [Antique Appraisal: Intermediate]!"

The system prompt sounded, and Lin Hao's antique appraisal skills were upgraded to the intermediate level.

This means that Lin Hao's knowledge base and ability in the field of antique appraisal are no less than those of professionals who rely on this skill to make a living.

Lin Hao raised his head: "Old Han, I've finished reading."

Old Han looked happy, "Brother Lin, tell me what these paintings are like?"

These calligraphy and paintings were spread out on the table from left to right. Lin Hao pointed to the leftmost one and said, "This is the "Plum Blossom Picture" by Master Wu Changshuo. It is just a machine imitation. The brush strokes are stiff and the degree of blurring is dull. , the original painting was smudged with ink, and this imitation was smudged directly with paint. Although there is not much difference between the two on paper, someone with a little knowledge can still see it at a glance."

As soon as Lin Hao's words came out, the expression of the antique calligraphy and painting dealer on the side changed. Old Han pointed directly at the calligraphy and painting dealer and said, "Grandma, just now you told me that this painting is a high imitation made by hand. Take this Did the machine deceive me? If it weren't for Brother Lin, I would have been deceived by you again today..."

Lao Han kept swearing, and Lin Hao didn't bother to answer.

Old Han and this calligraphy and painting dealer are all in the same boat, they are just trying to trick amateurs with their imitations.

Lin Hao pointed to the painting on the second left again and continued, "This painting is the "Ten Thousand Mountains" by Master Li Keran. It is painted by hand, but the level of the imitation craftsman is not high, there are many mistakes in the strokes, and there are traces of modification, but it is not as good as The last "Plum Blossom Picture" was much better..."

Listening to what Lin Hao said, Lao Han's expression softened slightly.

Old Han was like a mirror in his heart, none of the calligraphy and paintings here were real. The low-cost ones only cost a few bottles of drinks, and the high ones would not exceed a hundred. But as long as it was like that, it could calm the layman. , which is enough for Lao Han.

Liu Yuwei listened with interest at first, but then she became a little sleepy.

Liu Yuwei was much more amateur at calligraphy and painting than Lao Han. Liu Yuwei couldn't understand any of the professional terms in Lin Hao's mouth. Gradually, Liu Yuwei felt a little sleepy.

Fortunately, Lao Han only spread out nine paintings, and after a while Lin Hao talked about the last one.

"The last painting is "Birds" by Mr. Wang Xuetao. It was sold at an auction house in Baodao last year and was bought by a wealthy businessman in the capital."

Regarding the last painting "Birds", Lin Hao commented like this.

But this sentence is enough. This authentic product has been auctioned and hung in a wealthy businessman's home. If you use it to deceive people, who will believe it?

Speaking of which, these nine paintings are all paintings by modern painters. After all, you can't trick people even if you try to trick people with ancient and famous paintings.

To put it bluntly, there is a market for these fake paintings because they take advantage of people’s mentality of picking up the pieces. Even if the buyers know that 90% of the things in the hands of these dealers are fake, they always hope that they can find a real one and make a profit. The pens are big, so when selling these antique calligraphy and paintings, you must choose those that have not been auctioned in the market, otherwise they can only be sold as handicrafts.

When Lao Han heard what Lin Hao said, veins popped up on his forehead. He pointed at the calligraphy and painting dealer and cursed, "Didn't you say that among these paintings, the brushwork of "Birds" is the best and has no flaws? This is all there. It’s on the market, can I still sell it after I collect it? Grandma, I treat you as a friend, but you treat me as a scapegoat?”

The calligraphy and painting dealer also had a sad face, "Today I met an expert. Unexpectedly, this young man not only has good eyesight, but also has extensive knowledge and strong memory. Old Han, I gave this "Birds" to your head office. Bar..."

"Huh, that's pretty much it..."

When Lao Han heard this calligraphy and painting dealer, he was convinced and stopped scolding him.

"Brother Lin, thanks to you this time, I know the quality of these paintings. I feel like a mirror. That guy can't deceive me anymore."

Lao Han's face changed at every turn. Just now he was scolding the calligraphy and painting dealer with an angry look on his face, but now he was smiling all over his face and holding Lin Hao's hand and thanking him repeatedly.

Lin Hao's mouth twitched and he freed his hand from Lao Han's hand, "Old Han, I've finished reading the painting for you, it's time for me to leave."

Listening to Lin Hao's words, Old Han immediately understood, "Brother Lin, you can pick any painting here and take it away. It's mine."

Lin Hao helped Lao Han a lot this time, and Lao Han was very generous.

Lin Hao pointed to the last "Birds" and said, "That's it."

Old Han was stunned: "Lin Hao, are you sure? You're welcome!"

Among these nine paintings, if we talk about which one has the lowest value, it is "Birds". No matter how good the brushwork is, if there are genuine products on the market, then this imitation will be worthless.

"Brother Lin probably doesn't like my fake paintings. He just takes the ones he likes as handicrafts and goes home. This guy is quite generous. If you have time, go to his stall and patronize it more often."

Seeing Lin Hao asking for the lowest value "Birds", Old Han didn't say much. He praised Lin Hao a few words in his heart, happily helped Lin Hao tie up the painting, and wrapped it with another layer of plastic sheet. Passed it to Lin Hao.

Lin Hao nodded, took the painting, said hello to Lao Han without saying anything, took Liu Yuwei on a tricycle and left.

Seeing that she was finally leaving, Liu Yuwei cheered up, jumped into the car, put her arms around Lin Hao's waist, and rested her head on Lin Hao's back.

"Plop! Plop!"

Liu Yuwei was surprised and said, "Lin Hao, why is your heart beating so fast?"

With her ear against Lin Hao's back, Liu Yuwei could hear Lin Hao's violent heartbeat.

Lin Hao didn't answer, pedaled his tricycle slowly, and left the food court in a few minutes.

"Lin Hao, are you too tired? Is your heart arrhythmia?"

Liu Yuwei asked worriedly.

Lin Hao turned his head. Although his face was relatively calm, there was still joy that could not be hidden in his eyes, "Yuwei, I picked up a big leak this time!"