"Lao Miao, Lao Miao, I'm coming to see you."

"What to do, what do you do, surnamed Meng!"

"Lao Miao, you're not right, we've been together for so long, and we're friends, I'll see what's wrong with you? Besides, you stabbed me last time, and I didn't get better until now, I don't mind, you're fine, as if I came to see you with some bad intentions. ”

"Meng Shaoyuan!"

Miao Chengfang's expression was properly guarded: "You weasel gave New Year's greetings to chickens, and you didn't have a good heart." ”

"Lao Miao, you are a person, you just don't like to trust others." Meng Shaoyuan sighed and shook the oil paper bag in his hand: "See, I specially bought you pig's head meat and peanuts." ”

Meng Shaoyuan's character is poor and his reputation is stinky, from the beginning of the powerful club to the present, it is one of the best.

Don't say that Miao Chengfang doesn't believe it, change to another person, except for those young people who just became spies and don't know the depths, but if you see Meng Shaoyuan buying you a gift, there is one who is not afraid?

"Say it, it's early." Miao Chengfang looked at the oil paper bag, and then looked at Meng Shaoyuan: "What's the matter?" Tian Qi was practicing calligraphy inside, and I happened to have some time. ”

"It's good to practice calligraphy, cultivate self-cultivation, and cultivate sentiment." Meng Shaoyuan patted a sycophant: "I'm here, it's really related to calligraphy." ”

"When did you become obsessed with calligraphy?"

"Not exactly." Meng Shao said mysteriously: "Didn't you forge a copy of Lin Qingquan's poem that time, so as to confuse the truth? I just want to ask you, where did you learn this skill? Would you do anything else? For example, fake antiques, fake calligraphy and paintings? ”

Sure enough, Meng Shaoyuan's gift will never be given in vain.

Miao Chengfang sneered: "What bad ideas are you thinking about again?" Counterfeit? Let me think about it, I'm so hungry, I'll eat some of your pig's head first. ”

"I'll eat the pig's head later." Meng Shaoyuan pressed his hand: "One hundred thousand urgent, big task." ”

"Big task?"

"It's really a big task, my 100,000 troops are retreating westward, and I need to ...... Forge some fake things, but I don't have the talent for this, don't I think you will fake and come to you? ”

As soon as he heard that it was this big event, Miao Chengfang no longer laughed: "It's okay for me to forge letters, but if I want to forge something else, I will be a little embarrassed." This kind of master of fraud used to be concentrated in the area of Beiping Liulichang, but now, some people are old, and some people have retired. In Shanghai? Don't say it, there really is such a number. ”

When Meng Shaoyuan heard this, his spirits were greatly lifted, and he listened carefully to Miao Chengfang and said:

"This person Xin Yichen, a native of Shanghai, went to Beiping at the age of six, worked as an apprentice in 'Baoyi Zhai' at the age of ten, completed his teacher in nine years, and worked for 'Baoyi Zhai' for nine years, and then he could go out and stand on his own. But Xin Yichen tried every means to make the only daughter of the boss of Baoyizhai fall in love with him, marry her, and naturally become the boss of Baoyizhai in the future.

The boss of Baoyizhai saw that he was down-to-earth and willing to do it, and married his own daughter, so he simply handed over Baoyizhai to him in advance. As a result, once this person got Baoyizhai, his original form was immediately revealed. He learned the ability to fake, and the imitation of things can often be fake, relying on this ability, he faked a lot, and sold all the fakes by virtue of others' trust in Bao Yi Zhai, and as a result, Bao Yi Zhai finally became famous.

The old shopkeeper saw that his life's work had fallen to such a point, and he was so angry that he couldn't afford to get sick, his daughter said a few words about Xin Yichen, and was beaten and scolded by him, the old shopkeeper's daughter couldn't think about it for a while, and committed suicide by jumping into the well, and the old shopkeeper was finally angry to death.

Seeing that his reputation in Beiping was bad and he couldn't get mixed up, Xin Yichen simply returned to Shanghai and opened a 'Xinyi Zhai', still relying on his ability to fake. This Shanghai is not as good as Beiping, there are so many antique masters, everyone, where can they distinguish the real from the fake, so ah, he has been cheated of a lot of money over the years. ”

"It's done, it's him."

Meng Shaoyuan was overjoyed: "Xinyizhai, Xin Yichen, Lao Miao, I thank you a lot." ”

"It's done, it's done, it's his bad luck and he has provoked you, but this kid has done so many bad things over the years, and it can be regarded as retribution if he falls into your hands."

"Then I'll go to him." Meng Shaoyuan turned around and left.

Miao Chengfang was really hungry, opened the oil paper bag sent by Meng Shaoyuan, pinched a piece of pig's head meat, and put it in his mouth.

In a moment, Miao Chengfang's roar came:

"Meng Shaoyuan, you bastard, shameless thing, send me stinky pig's head meat to eat!"

……

Xin Yichen opened the door early this morning.

The gunshots were heard again.

Xin Yichen frowned.

I heard that there is still a war in the Sixing warehouse, and the Chinese soldiers are not dead yet?

This war has seriously affected my business.

If you finish the fight early, you don't care who wins or loses, and you can do business normally.

A very fashionably dressed young man walked in.

He wears a three-piece suit, black and white leather shoes with three cuts, a top hat, and a Longines watch on his wrist.

Just look at it like this, the rich man didn't run away.

"Ouch, young master, what are you looking at?" Xin Yichen immediately asked earnestly, "Have you ever eaten?" I asked someone to call you a bowl of noodles? ”

"No need." Meng Shaoyuan put his hands behind his back: "Just take a look." ”

"Hey, look, look. Come on, serve tea, good tea! ”

The man served tea and stood aside and waited.

"Young Master, look at this." Xin Yichen followed beside him: "A serious vase in the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty." ”

"Is there anything wrong with the vase?"

"Ouch, young master, you're too good at telling jokes." Xin Yichen accompanied the smiling face: "As far as you and I can see at a glance, you are a big expert, and you speak so humorously." I'm not blowing with you, just this vase, full of Shanghai, I have my heart to eat. ”

Meng Shaoyuan smiled faintly: "Then bring it to me and take a look." ”

"Hey, young master, sit down and drink tea."

Xin Yichen took down the vase and carefully put it in front of Meng Shaoyuan: "Young master, you look at it, let's not talk about the price or not, just see if this is a good thing." ”

Where does Meng Shaoyuan understand?

Pretending to look at it for a while: "The thing is good, let's talk about the price." ”

Xin Yichen followed the rules of this industry: "The goods are sold by people, and the money is all outside the body, young master, you can make a price casually, I don't lose money." ”

"Just open it."

Meng Shaoyuan thought there for a while, took out a large ocean from his pocket, and threw it on the table: "That's it." ”

Yes?

Xin Yichen was stunned, how could there be such a bid in this world?

"Young master, you're joking with me again."

"Are you kidding? How can I have the kung fu to joke with you! Meng Shaoyuan's eyes widened: "You let me bid casually, you don't know that this is a fake?" A piece of the ocean is all for you to save face! ”

This!

This vase is indeed a fake, but Xin Yichen is confident, and there are few people who can see it in Shanghai.

This young man looks like a playboy, but he doesn't look at it much, but he can tell it at a glance?

How did he know that Meng Shaoyuan didn't understand antiques at all, and he was completely there.

If you are wrong, it is best, if you are wrong, if you are wrong, you will naturally be wrong.

"Yes, young master, buying and selling is not benevolent." Xin Yichen changed his words: "You want to say that I am fake, I can't tell for myself, in this antique shop, everyone has their own statements......"

However, something unexpected happened.

"Bang!"

Meng Shaoyuan actually threw the vase to the ground.

In an instant, a good vase was smashed to pieces.

"My vase!"

"Oh my feet!"

Both voices rang out almost simultaneously.

Before Xin Yichen could feel distressed, he saw Meng Shaoyuan holding his feet and shouting.

"No, young master, you, where are you singing?"

"Are you blind? Your vase smashed my foot! Meng Shaoyuan said viciously.

"You obviously pushed it down, and besides, the vase didn't hit it at all...... No, you're not here to buy something, you're here to touch porcelain! ”

Xin Yichen finally reacted.

"Oh my feet! It hurts me! Meng Shaoyuan was still shouting there: "Come on, my foot has been smashed!" ”

As soon as he finished calling, he saw a detective rushing in with a few patrols: "What's going on, what's going on?" ”

"Ouch, you've just arrived." Xin Yichen hurriedly stepped forward: "I don't know who to provoke, there is a porcelain toucher." ”

"Touching porcelain?"

The inspector looked at the debris on the ground: "This is your vase?" ”

"This is the ...... he smashed"

"I didn't ask who smashed it, I just asked if it was your vase?"

"It's mine, it's mine."

"This shop is yours too?"

"It's mine, it's mine."

The inspector came to Meng Shaoyuan: "Sir, your foot?" ”

"It's broken." Meng Shaoyuan pointed to his feet aggrievedly: "Look, look." ”

Look at it, there's a little bit of injury.

The detective's face sank: "Take it away, take it all!" ”

"Ahh Xin Yichen was stunned: "This, I ......"

"What you and me, take them all away and talk in the patrol room!"

Xin Yichen disappeared from Shanghai.

It's as if Shanghai has never had such a number one person.

Now everyone is paying attention to the battle situation in Shanghai and the Sixing Warehouse, who cares about the disappearance of a profiteer?

……

Xin Yichen found that he was not taken to the patrol room, but to a factory.

The young man who touched the porcelain was communicating with a foreigner in English.

And beside him, two foreigners are eyeing him.

"Mr. Hawes, I've got you the person you want." Meng Shaoyuan pointed to Xin Yichen behind him: "He is the best counterfeiter in Shanghai, use him well." ”

"Meng, your work efficiency is really high."

"Hey, I'll tell you." Meng Shaoyuan made a special explanation: "This person is not very honest, it's better to watch closely and study where he is locked up." If he resists, you can smack him a few big mouths and starve him a few times, and this kid will naturally be honest. ”

"My dear Meng, don't worry, I promise that I will 'entertain' him well."

(Chapter 396 "Major Scandal" has been blocked, and the spider is being revised, so another chapter should be passed on as a great compensation to your readers.) ）