Zhang Shao shouted, picked up this antique calligraphy and painting and was about to leave, but was stopped by the clerk who served the tea just now.
Of course, the clerk's tone was tactful, and he didn't dare to anger Zhang Shao.
"Zhang Shao, it's not good for you to take this calligraphy and painting directly, it's not that I'm talkative, but Zhang Lao blames me for being in trouble, last time you took away an inkstone, I was deducted most of my salary for half a month."
The clerk accompanied the smiling face and said to Zhang Shao embarrassedly.
"Lao Tzu is Zhang Qingsong's grandson, and he is the only grandson, the grandson takes his grandfather to order something, it is right, what?
You want to stop Lao Tzu?!
Zhang Shao arrogantly pushed the clerk.
The clerk's brows were twisted, his face was sad, and he stopped talking and didn't dare to speak again.
Zhang Shao's name is Zhang Wen, and his name is quite Sven, but he is not as good as his name.
Although Zhang Wen is the grandson of the old man Zhang Qingsong and has the blood of the Zhang family, he did not inherit the good qualities of the old Zhang family.
This thing dropped out of high school, mingled in bars and nightclubs, didn't learn anything, ate, drank, prostituted, gambled, smoked, and he didn't even know a little bit about antiques.
Zhang Wen shook his head proudly, took this ancient painting, and grinned: "Although I don't know the words on it, but I know this thing, Mr.
Zhao of the company must like it, the dry chicken picture, the dry chicken picture, this painting is really good, but the chicken painted is a little thinner, and it looks malnourished, all."
It's so thin that he's a hemp stalk. ” Wu Liang, who was sitting not far away, had the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he almost laughed out loud.
Zhang Wen's goods, sure enough, don't know traditional characters.
Where is this chicken, it is clearly a crow, a crow of crows!
And it's not Dong To's "Dead Chicken Picture", but Dong Yuan's "Dead Crow Picture".
In fact, Zhang Qingsong usually feels a headache for his grandson.
Since the opening of the Mengzhizhai antique shop, Zhang Wen has often come to the antique shop to get things, such as calligraphy, painting and porcelain.
If Zhang Qingsong was in the store, Zhang Wen would not dare to be so arrogant, and he would not be able to take away things, but when Zhang Qingsong was not in the store, Zhang Wen was very presumptuous.
The clerk was also in a difficult situation and didn't know how to deal with it.
At this time, Liu Shan chatted with Wu Liang and asked, "Xiao Wu, what do you think, how is that painting?"
I didn't pay attention to it just now, why don't you go and take a look now?
” What Liu Shan was referring to was the "Withered Crow Picture" in Zhang Wen's hand, that is, it was just a casual chat, and when he asked casually, he was not interested in the "Withered Crow Picture".
Wu Liang also behaved very plainly, and said casually: "No need, although I didn't pay attention to it just now, but at this moment, I see that the value of this painting is almost none, it is not an ancient genuine work, and it is not even an ancient fake, it can only be regarded as a modern fake." ” When they were walking around the store just now, neither Wu Liang nor Liu Shan noticed the painting, because they knew that real treasures would not be easily placed in a conspicuous place, and good things were left by Zhang Qingsong, otherwise how would they do business.
Unexpectedly, a sentence of idle chat was heard by Zhang Wen, and he was serious.
"Fakes?
On what basis do you say fake?
How do you know if it's a fake?
Zhang Wen immediately turned his head and stared at Wu Liang up and down.
"Although the painting technique is similar to that of the Southern Tang Dynasty painter Dong Yuan, it is still different, and the traces of imitation are a little heavy, but the shape is similar, but it cannot reach the god-likeness."
Wu Liang sat on the sofa and said leisurely.
Zhang Wen stared at Wu Liang carefully, and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"
Why?
” "Who else could it be, of course, a customer who came to the antique store to Taobao."
Wu Liang was too lazy to answer Zhang Wen's words.
"You kid, I like to pretend to be forced, I don't know how to pretend to understand, pretend to be profound, you are three meters away from this painting, if you can identify the authenticity, I will immediately kowtow and call you grandpa."
Zhang Wen didn't believe it at all.
It's not that Zhang Wen deliberately troubled Wu Liang, but that he felt that Wu Liang's words were too outrageous.
When those old experts were appraising antiques, even if they didn't take a magnifying glass, they had to lean over and take a closer look, but at this moment, some people said that he could identify it by swiping a few glances at this painting, and the ghost believed it!
The corners of Zhang Wen's mouth were raised, thinking that he had encountered a pretending criminal.
However, Wu Liang can really do it, he has such an ability.
Cast his eyes on the painting, scan it quickly, and the system will tell him the answer, and it would not be too much to say that it is a treasure in three seconds.
"Boring, this painting is real or not, whatever I do, you can take it and give it to your leader."
Wu Liang glanced at Zhang Wen lightly.
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Zhang Wen immediately sneered: "Hehe, I think you are weak-hearted, although I don't know how to appreciate treasures, but I can't get used to you pretending to be forced." ” "Do I pretend to be forced, you can control it?
Besides, I was answering my friend's words just now, and I didn't talk to you at all, I advise you to trouble me less, a fake is a fake, even if your grandfather comes, this painting is a fake.
Wu Liang's expression was cold.
Once in the provincial capital, the name of the loser resounded throughout the city, and now when he comes to Huadu, there are people who oppose it when he chats?
Liu Shan saw that the smell of gunpowder between Wu Liang and Zhang Wen was a bit heavy, so he hurriedly took a stand.
He said to Zhang Wen: "My little Wu brother is a rare treasure appreciation wizard in a hundred years, he can appreciate treasures in three seconds, I can guarantee that he did not touch the painting in your hand just now, he just sat here and glanced at it and came to a conclusion." ” "You promise a fart, my grandfather's shop, it's your turn to fart here?
Grass!
I've seen a lot of pretending to be a coerc, but I've never seen you pretending to be a coercion like this, and you guys are so foolish!
Zhang Wen said scoldingly.
Usually, Zhang Wen is an arrogant goods, he has a little money at home, he can't drag it, and he often causes trouble outside, he is especially impulsive, and he has to scold his father and mother in three or two sentences.
Wu Liang was not used to Zhang Wen's stinky problem, so he directly gave Zhang Wen a cold look, and said: "Your mouth is really stinky, you go out without brushing your teeth, if you haven't seen it, it only means that you have little knowledge, it doesn't mean that you don't exist." ” was taught a lesson by Wu Liang, Zhang Wendeng was furious and shouted to beat Wu Liang, but was stopped by two clerks in time.
The clerks are also very helpless, usually this Zhang Wen is used to being arrogant, relying on the fact that this antique shop is opened by his grandfather, so he is arrogant.
And at this moment, in Wu Liang's mind, the cold voice of the system sounded.
【Ding】 [Please be sure to lose 200,000 within three minutes] [Mission Completion: Points will be rewarded] [Mission Failure: Never Lifted] "Speechless, this kind of critical moment comes to the task again, and the deadline is only three minutes, the system is really good at playing!"
Wu Liang didn't have time to complain too much, and completing the loser task was the top priority.
Seeing that Wu Liang was suddenly stunned, Zhang Wen thought that Wu Liang was afraid, so he became even more arrogant.
"Pretending to be a criminal, it's kind of going out to fight with Lao Tzu!
How dare you?!
” Zhang Wen demonstrated against Wu Liang.
Wu Liang was calm and composed, glanced at the three walnuts in front of him, and smiled indifferently.
He picked up the walnut and pinched it in his hand......