After The Engagement Broke Up, The Goddess Proposed Marriage In Front Of Everyone

Chapter 253

Hearing the word deal, the old man was a little confused.

The old man has already raised his chest and stomach, ready to bargain for a long-term war of resistance, who knows that Chen Feng did not play cards according to the routine and directly closed the deal.

Something is wrong with this little brother in front of you!

Bite!

Seeing the arrival text message on the mobile phone, the old man was convinced that Chen Feng was not joking.

Are young people now so easy to deceive?

"I've paid for it, and from now on, this poster is mine."

"Okay!"

The old man looked at the information of one million arrivals, and he was happy, where to take care of Chen Feng, even if he took away all the books on the stall, it was no problem.

This money came too easily, and sure enough, it was usually not opened, and it was opened for three years.

The old man naturally did not know that this Yan Zhenqing book was genuine, and he actually bought it from the scrapyard by accident, because he was familiar with the owner of the scrapyard and told the other party to stay and sell it to him as long as it looked like an antique.

This is also the source of most of the "curios" of the old man's stalls.

Chen Feng put away his mobile phone and had already filmed his transaction with the old man just now, just in case.

After all, it is Yan Zhenqing's book post worth more than one billion, and when the old man knows the truth in the future, who knows if he will want to get it back?

Be prepared.

"Little brother still has no favorite book posts, can sell them to you cheaply!"

The old man finally came to his senses, and wanted to continue selling Chen Feng's books, and looking at Chen Feng's eyes was like seeing a fat sheep.

Chen Feng shook his head, put away Yan Zhenqing's book and left.

I have just seen it, except for this Yan Zhenqing book post, the others are all fake.

The news of a million bought book posts has spread all over the place, and many people look at Chen Feng with strange eyes, looking at the eyes of fools.

The old man often sets up a stall here in Panjiayuan, and as long as the locals know it, he is an old liar.

Now a pair of worn book posts sells for millions, selling it as a genuine product, I don't know how many people are envious and jealous.

There are also people who sympathize with Chen Feng, the big wrongdoer.

But no one wants to say more, people deceive with their skills, many things, and will form revenge.

No one wants to get into trouble, more is better than less.

In fact, here in Panjiayuan, there are too many people who sell fake antiques like this, and almost all of them are fakes.

Even the things inside the store, which look very high-end, there are fakes.

Everyone has long been commonplace, will not condemn the behavior of the old man, more envy, can meet fat sheep.

They also want to encounter this kind of good thing.

If you really take the plot of the ghost blowing lamp seriously, there are so many soil masters, dig up good things, and sell them, it would be too silly and naïve.

"Little brother."

An old man in a Tang costume came over and stopped Chen Feng.

Chen Feng looked at the other party with a puzzled face.

"What's the matter with the old man."

"I just saw that you spent a million on book posts, a little curious, you are so sure that this is the real thing?"

"No one can guarantee this kind of thing, even treasure connoisseurs will have a time to look away, but I like this post."

Chen Feng did not affirm or deny, played a tai chi, perfunctory past.

When the old man Tang pretended to hear this, he thought that Chen Feng was interesting, immersed in the antique world for many years, and it was the first time he heard that he had bought a book post at such a large price just because he liked it.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Ma."

"Really, it's Mr. Ma."

"Mr. Ma, can you help me palm my eyes."

After the people around found the old man in Tang Pretend, they stopped one after another, very respectful.

Ma Weidou said apologetically: "Sorry, I want to talk to the little brother, next time." Someone

smiled and said, "That's right, this little brother bought Yan Zhenqing's book post, and Mr. Ma wants to help people palm their eyes, right." There

was some schadenfreude, and he decided that the book post was fake, and after Mr. Ma told the other party the truth, he didn't know how the other party would react.

Seeing this, the old man not far away was weak in his heart as a thief, and after instructing the stall owner next to him to help him see the stall, he quickly moistened it.

I was afraid that Chen Feng would find him to return the money.

"I run an antique shop that is nearby, would you like to come and sit down and have a cup of tea?"

Ma Weidou invited Chen Feng.

Chen Feng felt that he was not busy anyway, and now that he had mastered the full-level antique appraisal, he was also quite interested in the antique world, so he agreed to the counterparty.

Following Ma Weidou, he soon came to an antique shop not far away.

There is only one middle-aged guy in the store, and although the decoration style is simple, it is full of ancient charm, as if he has left the irritable city at once, which is natural and comfortable.

Not many curios in the shop, well kept and spotlessly clean.

Ma Weidou asked the guy to make tea, and the good Longjing was just brewed and filled with fragrant fragrance.

"Please."

Chen Feng was not polite, and after taking two sips, he nodded and praised a good tea.

"I wonder if you can show me the book post you just bought."

"Yes."

Chen Feng took out the book and generously unfolded it for Ma Weidou to see.

Ma Weidou first looked at the place where the book was dropped, "Yan Zhenqing", this name is too loud in the calligraphy world.

Yan Zhenqing has many surviving inscriptions, but there are only a few of them, and some are still controversial.

Manuscript of sacrifice to nephews, self-written post, Liu Zhong envoy post, Huzhou post.

Each one is priceless.

It is a pity that only Huzhou Thee is currently preserved in the Dragon Kingdom Former Official Museum, and the other three are displaced because of the war in those years.

Many calligraphers sigh at this.

When Ma Weidou saw the Yan Zhenqing book post in front of him, his first reaction was not to believe it, if it was true, it was absolutely priceless.

Pick up leaks in Panjiayuan, can pick up priceless treasures, who believes it?

However, when Ma Weidou looked at it for a while, his expression was solemn, and he picked up a magnifying glass and continued to look, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

Does this seem to be true?

How is this possible.

Due to preconceptions, Ma Weidou found it hard to believe that this was real and tried to find traces of counterfeiting.

But no matter how hard Ma Weidou tried to find it, sticking his head to the book post, he couldn't find any traces of counterfeiting.

This....

"Little brother, this Yan Zhenqing post, it seems to be a genuine work."

"Yes."

Hearing Chen Feng's bland tone, Ma Weidou couldn't sit still, feeling that the other party was likely to have seen that it was the real thing, so he was willing to buy it for one million.

Young people in their twenties have such good eyesight.

Ma Weidou looked at the book post in front of him again, as if he saw the fruit body beauty, he couldn't take his eyes off, and he was very hungry.

It is Yan Zhenqing's later years, a masterpiece of calligraphy, which is relatively intact, but the corners are somewhat damaged and can be repaired.

It is definitely the only remaining fruit in this world, and its value is immeasurable, and it is more valuable than other Yan Zhenqing books.

"Little brother, I take the liberty to ask, I am willing to pay 10 million to buy this post, please cut your love!"

"Since you have already seen that this is a genuine work, do you think you can buy 10 million."

Yes.

Don't say 10 million, even if it is hundreds of millions, it may not be bought.

Ma Weidou's total net worth is more than 100 million, unless he is willing to sell all the precious antiques in his collection and pool his money to buy this book.

But this kind of thing is impossible, those are his treasures, and he can't live without one!