Mr. Qin, Please Advise Me

The boss turned his eyes, looked at the counter, and swept his eyes inside, "Okay, I happen to have no business today, so I will lose money once, but you can only choose from this counter." There are some in the counter. Stamps, brushes, inkstones and other gadgets are not worth much. If she can really spend 100,000 to buy that painting, let alone choose one, there is no problem with giving her both.

Song Yanning nodded, walked to the counter, glanced around the counter, and finally landed on the brush, raised her finger and pointed at the brush, "Just this brush."

The boss looked at the brush that Song Yanning pointed at, and was secretly happy, "Okay!" He also received that brush. The person who sold him the brush said that the brush and the bronze jade were all made from soil. dug in.

He has been doing this for so long, and he naturally knows that the other party is fooling him. Bronze is the most important weapon of the country, if it is true, he would not dare to accept it. The other party also saw that he was not easy to fool, so he sold those things to him cheaply, anyway, everyone knew it well. The brush was given to him when he bought those things.

"Grandpa, bank card." Song Yanning extended her hand to Yang Lisheng.

Yang Lisheng took out the card and handed it to Song Yanning. Song Yanning took the bank card and looked at the boss, "Boss, I'll swipe the card."

"Okay!" The boss replied with a smile, walking into the counter and taking out the machine. He really didn't expect this little girl to buy it, and what was even more surprising was that her family agreed.

After receiving the money, the boss helped Song Yanning wrap the painting and brush, and handed it to her with a smile, "Little girl, you can take good care of the items, but they will not be returned or exchanged after leaving our store."

"Understood." Song Yanning put the brush in her small bag, and walked out of the antique shop with Yang Lisheng and the three of them holding the painting box.

After leaving the antique shop for a while, Wu Tingfeng couldn't help but be curious. He looked at Song Yanning and asked, "Little sister, why did you buy this painting? It's not genuine at first glance." It can be concluded that this painting does not seem to be genuine, not to mention that the painting on it is messy, and there is not even a minimum signature. This forgery is too untechnical.

Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang also looked at Song Yanning. They also want to know.

Song Yanning raised her lips and smiled, "There is a universe in this painting."

"You mean there is a painting hidden in this painting?" Wu Tingfeng asked in surprise. He had heard people say before that an old man bought an ancient painting in Panjiayuan, and when he bought it, he found that there was an authentic work of Tang Bohu hidden in the painting, but that kind of thing is rare.

"Yeah." Song Yanning nodded.

"How did you see it?" Wu Tingfeng, Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang were all curious.

"I'll tell you when I go back." When she saw the painting, she felt a thin layer of aura on it, but it really didn't look like an ancient painting from the outside, so she Stepping forward, she took a closer look and found that the spiritual energy was overflowing from the middle of the painting, so she guessed that there must be something wrong with the painting. Just now, she looked at it carefully again, and found that there was a small thread at the corner of the painting, so she confirmed her guess.

"Is that brush also genuine?" Wu Tingfeng looked at the bag that Song Yanning was carrying. He really couldn't understand how she could understand so much at such a young age.

"Yeah." Song Yanning nodded and admitted.

Wu Tingfeng burst out laughing, "Little sister, you are really amazing!" Thinking that the owner of the antique shop had suffered a loss and still didn't know, the depression in his heart dissipated a lot in an instant. If the owner of the antique shop knew that he had sold two genuine items for 100,000 yuan, he would have regretted his bowels. Should he come over and tell the boss the news sometime? It was a good idea, and it was such a happy decision.

"Little sister, can you help me pick a vase? I want to give it to someone. My father is sick. I want to ask the famous doctor in Beijing, Dr. Xu Bowen, to help my father see a doctor. Dr. Xu especially likes to collect antique vases, so I I was going to buy an antique vase for him, but I didn't expect to buy a fake one." Thinking of the broken vase, Wu Tingfeng was still a little depressed. After all, it was bought for 200,000.

"Xu Bowen? Is that Xu Bowen from Chaoning Hospital?" Yang Lisheng asked. Xu Bowen was his apprentice, and he taught his medical skills.

Wu Tingfeng nodded, "Yes, Dr. Xu Bowen's medical skills are very high, and only he can cure my father's illness." Otherwise, he wouldn't have to spend so much time here to buy antique vases.

"You call him to go to your house, I want to see him." Yang Lisheng was a little angry. He taught Xu Bowen's medical skills to let him cure diseases and save people, not to make him rich.

"I didn't buy an antique vase, I'm afraid I won't be able to invite him." Wu Tingfeng wondered. What's the use of him calling, Dr. Xu will not agree.

"You can fight." Yang Lisheng said calmly.

"Okay." Wu Tingfeng took out his mobile phone, found Xu Bowen's mobile phone number, and called out.

After a while, Xu Bowen's voice came from the opposite side, "I'm Xu Bowen."

"Hello Dr. Xu! I'm Wu Tingfeng. I want to invite you to my house. Someone wants to see you." Wu Tingfeng said bravely.

Xu Bowen frowned, "I don't have time, let's do it another day." Is he the kind of person who comes and goes when he asks?

"Tell him, Yang Lisheng is looking for him." Yang Lisheng said from the side. Xu Bowen really disappointed him.

Wu Tingfeng nodded, "Doctor Xu, an old Mr. Yang Lisheng wants to see you." Mr. Yang didn't know what his relationship was with Dr. Xu Bowen.

"Who are you talking about?" Xu Bowen was surprised. Didn't the teacher always live in Yangcheng? Why are you back?

"It's Mr. Yang Lisheng." Wu Tingfeng repeated.

"I see, I'll wait for a while." Xu Bowen said. He could not show face to others, but he had to meet his own teacher.

Wu Tingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, put away the phone and looked at Yang Lisheng, "Sir, how did you know Dr. Xu?"

"I'm his teacher." Yang Lisheng didn't hide it, anyway, when he saw Xu Bowen, Wu Tingfeng would know.

"You are Doctor Xu's teacher?! You are also a doctor?" Wu Tingfeng stared at Yang Lisheng in disbelief. Since he is the teacher of the famous Doctor Xu Bowen, his medical skills are higher.

"Yeah!" Yang Lisheng nodded with a smile.

"Old sir! Can you help my father see his doctor?" Wu Tingfeng looked at Yang Lisheng expectantly, waiting for his answer. His medical skills are definitely higher than that of Dr. Xu. As long as he agrees, there will be no problem with his father's illness.