The Group Pet Goose is the White Moonlight of the Paranoid Boss

While thinking about it, Deng Hui picked up another jade item and was stunned for a moment. This jade item felt smooth and smooth, but it was a rare good item.

Looking at other things, Deng Hui didn't dare to judge at will. The things Jiang Zhe bought, except for the blue and white porcelain vase, seemed to be very good, some years old.

He asked Jiang Zhe the purchase price, and Jiang Zhe answered them one by one.

Deng Hui estimated that if these things were true, the price given by Jiang Zhe would be fair, and neither the buyer nor the seller would suffer.

Although there is no price for things like antiques, calligraphy, and paintings, the specific price is always available on the market.

But insiders always have a steelyard in their hearts.

On this basis, Jiang Zhe did not fool those people and deliberately lowered the price. His character is really kind.

It's just whether all these things are true, Deng Hui still needs further verification.

But after watching this for a while, Deng Hui didn't dare to underestimate Jiang Zhe.

Fortunately, she didn't directly say to send her own notes just now.

Ding Xueer didn't believe that these things were true, she pointed to a piece of jade and said, "This one is flawed at first glance, is it imitated by later generations? This pair of words is weak and weak, and it can't be an expert's work. . I see that you may have lost more than half of these things. But there are two that are quite good, and these two are not bad."

There are too many things, although she could not directly identify the authenticity for a while, but based on her previous experience and the blue and white porcelain, she still dared to make the next decision.

Jiang Zhe said casually, "Let's just fake it, a thousand dollars is hard to buy, and I'm happy."

Thinking of Jiang Zhe spending money so carelessly, Ding Xueer said solemnly, "It's not like this is how money is spent."

"It's yours?" Jiang Zhe asked, holding a Wenwan walnut that had just arrived in his hand.

Ding Xue'er had nothing to refute, her face immediately flushed red.

In front of Qin Jingchen, she was not good at arguing with words. She only said, "I just persuade you. If you don't like listening to it, forget it."

Just as he was talking, a destitute middle-aged man took out a painting and asked, "Excuse me, is it possible to do ancient painting appraisals here?"

"Of course you can." Ding Xue'er is strong in ancient paintings, and she is worried about not having the opportunity to show it, "What is your painting?"

"Tang Bohu's "Yinhu Picture"." said the destitute man, "This was originally given by my father's friend back then. If the family company hadn't gone bankrupt, I wouldn't be willing to use it to meet people."

The name came out, but it was incredible.

Everyone knows that the value of Tang Bohu's paintings is incomparable. If there are genuine works, it is hard to find a painting.

Usually people who draw antique calligraphy will make up a similar story. Ding Xueer listened to it a lot, and she has long been numb.

Jiang Zhe looked at the man's hand, and it was a bit interesting to see that the paper showed a little simplicity and elegance.

Ding Xueer remembered that Tang Bohu's "Yinhu Tu" is the real work, isn't it in Teacher Deng's hands?

Thinking about it this way, she really wanted to cheat Jiang Zhe.

But Deng Hui was standing here. He was straight-forward and upright. Ding Xueer didn't dare to pit Jiang Zhe in front of him, so he had to say, "This must be fake, no need to check."

"I'm real! You haven't even seen it, how do you know it's fake?"

"It's really in my teacher's hands, how could it be true from yours?" Ding Xueer retorted.

The downtrodden man did not want to believe it.

Deng Hui said: "Xueer is right, the authenticity of this painting is with me. At that time, Xueer was very keen to identify the painting. Later, after more expert research, it was determined that the painting was indeed It is an authentic work, and the paper is only available in the Ming Dynasty, so this gentleman, we don’t need to look at your painting to determine it is fake.”

The man was very embarrassed, but he couldn't find any pictures to argue with.

Ding Xueer wanted to show it, and said, "Then take it out, and I'll show you where your painting is fake."

The painting was carefully unfolded by the man, like a treasure.

Ding Xueer is very confident, since it is really hanging in the teacher's house, this can't be true.

Therefore, she boldly pointed out the mistakes and omissions: "Look at this position of the tiger, the brush is too shallow, and it looks like a weak imitation of the brush; the color is not right, the original golden tiger hair is here. It's a bit off-white, so it can't be the color and brushwork of Tang Bohu, who is very particular about Tang Bohu. It's impossible for a genius calligrapher and painter like him to make such a mistake. This painting of yours should be a later imitation, and the imitation is quite realistic. , but imitations are imitations after all, and cannot be compared with the real ones. However, this one is indeed a very good imitation, and the charm is in place. Even between the original and the imitation, there is an insurmountable difference no matter what. Gap."

While she was saying these words, she couldn't help but glance at Qin Jingchen to see his reaction.

Qin Jingchen's expression is warm and warm, but with an inexplicable alienation. Since she came in, he has maintained such an expression, which makes people think that he will not have a second expression.

Ding Xue'er said a lot of words, but he didn't see any change in his expression, and he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

Deng Hui listened to what she said, and it really made sense.

And since the real thing has been in the bag, the rest can't be fake anyway.

Ding Xueer then said: "Well, if you are really short of money, since the work you imitated is okay, I can buy it for you for 200,000 yuan."

She thought that this should be an imitation of Tang Bohu by a painter in the late Qing Dynasty. It is not particularly valuable, but it is also somewhat marketable.

Especially for studying how amazing Tang Bohu's original works are, copying imitations has certain value.

"This..." The desolate man hesitated.

Immediately, she felt that she was deliberately lowering the price, and said, "Forget it, I will not appraise it, nor will I sell it."

Ding Xueer said kindly: "Then you can find someone else. Anyway, I'm telling the truth. The painting at my teacher's house is the real thing. I won't lie to you."

Hearing this, the destitute man turned pale, and was about to leave with the painting.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Zhe stopped him.

He looked at Jiang Zhe, and Jiang Zhe said slowly, "I'll give you 10 million for this picture, you can sell it to me."

Ding Xue'er couldn't help but say, "Jiang Zhe, didn't you hear what I said just now? The real work of this painting is in Teacher Deng's house!"

"I'm not deaf, of course I heard. Ten million, is it for sale?"

Ding Xueer felt that this was Jiang Zhe's provocation to herself!