Crazy dad is back

Being stared at by Han Xiao, Feng Teng said with a gloomy face: "That's right, I'm going to tease this today, if you can find any genuine antiques, I will buy them at a hundred times the price, if I don't admit that I am your Han Xiao's grandson afterwards

!" "OK! Everyone has heard it, since Feng Teng and Feng Shao have said so, then I can't fulfill him, I'm really sorry for his trust in me, but everyone on the scene is here to help me be a witness, and some people in the province regret playing Laipi!"

Staring at the invincible Feng Teng, Han Xiao showed an intriguing smile on his face.

"Hmph! I can't help myself!" Feng Teng clasped his hands in front of his chest, his face full of arrogance.

To tell the truth, Feng Teng would not look down on Han Xiao in his heart, let alone believe that Han Xiao had the real ability to appreciate treasures.

The reason why Han Xiao was able to identify that the blue and white porcelain was fake must be that Han Xiao had taken the shit luck, but this kind of shit luck is not something that can be encountered every time.

Han Xiao was imprisoned five years ago, and Han Xiao was released from prison five years later, and he is no longer the world-famous person in Jiangnan.

The antique market is so big, and the number of fakes is countless, Feng Teng doesn't believe that Han Xiao can meet a superb treasure by hitting the luck.

If there are so many treasures in the antique market, I am afraid that those domestic treasure connoisseurs will come to appraise treasures every day, identify treasures, and then all of them are worth fat.

Su Weiguo said to Han Xiao with a dark face: "Shut up, don't be embarrassed here!" "

Dad, can't you trust my strength?" Han Xiao waved his hand helplessly.

The words fell, and Han Xiao walked towards a picture scroll not far away without hesitation.

Coming to the picture scroll, Han Xiao pointed to the picture scroll and said

, "Boss, how much is this?" "Hehe, the little brother is really good eyesight, this is Tang Bohu's real handiwork, not much, but also 100,000!" The antique boss joked.

Han Xiao rolled her eyes angrily: "Do you really think everyone is a big fool? Only a big fool will take out 100,000 yuan to buy this thing, at a fixed price, will it be sold for ten yuan

?" "Han Xiao, who are you scolding?" Feng Teng, who was standing on the side, heard this, and his nose was about to smoke.

"Ten dollars?" the antique boss was stunned.

Han Xiao ignored Feng Teng at all, he nodded at

the antique boss: "Yes, ten yuan, do you want to sell it?" Sure that Han Xiao only paid ten yuan, the antique boss looked at Han Xiao in disbelief: "I said little brother, you are too ruthless in bargaining, right? Why is your heart darker than mine? This painting was finally taken from my friend, it is priceless, let me tell you..."

Looking at the antique boss's chattering appearance, Han Xiao's head was loud when he heard it, and he raised a finger on the spot.

"Got it, a hundred yuan, this is my limit, can I sell it

?" "A hundred yuan?" The antique boss's face froze, almost to the point of distortion.

Han Xiao said lightly: "This kind of picture scroll, you take it from others for a maximum of twenty or thirty yuan, plus the transportation fee and façade fee, it will kill fifty yuan, I will give you a hundred, let you earn an extra fifty, are you still not happy? More than a hundred, I don't want it!" "

Don't!" Seeing that Han Xiao didn't plan to ask for it, the antique boss was anxious.

That's right, Han Xiao's guess was not wrong at all, this picture scroll was brought in by him from someone else, and the cost of all of them added up to fifty yuan.

It was just said by Han Xiao like a few treasures, which made the antique boss secretly frightened, he knew that he had met a master.

So, the antique boss picked up the scroll and stuffed it into Han Xiao's hand and sneered: "Little brother, a hundred is a hundred, and I have the right to make you a friend!" "It's pretty much the same!" Han Xiao took out a hundred and handed it to the antique boss

.

"I'll go!" Seeing

Han Xiao get a picture scroll that cost 100,000 yuan for 100,000 yuan, Feng Teng's eyes almost popped out.

Thinking about it again, he spent 100,000 yuan for a broken blue and white porcelain, and Feng Teng was depressed and really wanted to spew blood.

Su Weiguo looked at Han Xiao curiously: "Could it be that the picture scroll you chose is genuine?" "

Dad, to tell you the truth, you say it's real, it's true, you say it's fake, it's true!" Han Xiao grinned.

Hearing Han Xiao's words, Su Weiguo was confused: "Then is it real or fake?" "

Father-in-law, do you still need to ask, this must also be a patchwork, a fake!" Feng Teng said proudly.

Han Xiao's tasting of blue and white porcelain just now was pieced together, and when Han Xiao said this, Feng Teng also felt that this picture scroll was fake.

Holding the scroll, Han Xiao opened it on the spot.

After opening it, I saw that the peach blossoms were painted on the picture scroll, and "The Song of the Peach Blossom Temple" was written on it.

Peach Blossom Nunnery in Peach Blossom Dock, Peach Blossom Fairy under Peach Blossom Nunnery;

Peach Blossom Fairy planted peach trees, and picked peach blossoms to sell wine money....

Su Weiguo, who was very interested in antiques, stepped forward to take a closer look, and his face gradually became solemn.

Thinking about Han Xiao's appreciation of the authenticity of blue and white porcelain just now, he was a little uncertain and said to Shi Renjie: "Shi Lao, the ink on this picture scroll does not have a sense of age, and the production time should not be more than three years, and the peach blossom painting is not plump and expressive, and the handwriting is not like it came from everyone's hand

!" "If I'm not mistaken, this picture scroll should be fake, right?" "That's right, it's fake

!" Shi Renjie took a closer look.

For a treasure connoisseur like him, this kind of low-level fake, he can see it at a glance.

Fangcai's blue and white porcelain was made up of genuine and fake, and he was hastily identified to make him look away.

After tasting it repeatedly, Shi Renjie looked at Han Xiao and asked, "Little brother, this picture scroll should be fake, I didn't look away this time, old man, right?"

He spoke a little uncertainly, for fear that he would be laughed at again and laughed at.

"Shi Lao, wait a moment!" Han Xiao smiled mysteriously.

Feng Teng sneered and said: "Han Xiao, what do you want to do? This kind of low-grade fake, even I can see it? Everyone's work can make people feel amazing at a glance, this picture scroll is so-so, as long as anyone who has studied poetry and painting should be able to get it!"

"What's the hurry?" Han Xiao still remained mysterious.

The next moment, Han Xiao looked at the antique boss: "It's okay to borrow your table, right?" "

No problem, little brother, you can use it as you like!" The

antique boss was also curious, Han Xiao could even identify the authenticity of blue and white porcelain, so why did Han Xiao buy a fake and keep it so mysterious

? Could it be that there is no shocking secret in this picture scroll?

In front of everyone's eyes, Han Xiao placed the scroll on the table, and he said to the antique boss again: "Can you bring me

a bowl of water?" "Quick, bring a bowl of water to this little brother!" The antique owner said to the clerk.

The clerk quickly handed a bowl of water to Han Xiao, who took the bowl and looked at the picture scroll with a solemn face.

Su Weiguo looked at Shi Renjie and said, "Old Shi, in my opinion, this picture scroll

is fake!" "Well, that's right, it's fake!" It's just that the old man is puzzled, what does this little brother want to do?" Shi Renjie touched his beard and said curiously.

Judging from Han Xiao's appreciation of blue and white porcelain just now, Han Xiao has the strength to appreciate treasures, and he should not spend a hundred yuan to buy a useless thing.

Feng Teng's eyes were contemptuous and said, "Han Xiao, what are you inking here?" Could it be that you are thirsty and want to waste

everyone's time here?" "Waste everyone's time?" Feng Teng, next, stare at your dog eyes and show me!"

The next second, Han Xiao took a big sip of water in public, and then quickly sprayed the picture scroll that was placed on the table.

With a pop, I saw a large amount of water sprayed on the scroll, and at this moment, it was in Feng Teng's disdainful gaze.

Miracles, suddenly born!