"Are you sure?"

Uncle Chen asked.

"Yes!"

Zhang Yi replied directly.

"These two people may be two local snakes, and ordinary people don't dare to do this."

Uncle Chen reminded that he had naturally seen this kind of thing.

"We're not afraid of the snakes, it just so happens that I haven't exercised for a long time, so I want them to warm up! The movement is louder, so that the people who follow us can see it more clearly! ”

Zhang Yidao.

Uncle Chen has seen Zhang Yi's skills.

Therefore, since Zhang Yi was confident, Uncle Chen also nodded.

Give a thumbs up and act on the opportunity.

Over there.

"You...... If you do this again, I'll call the police! ”

The woman could only shout that, and she even took out her phone.

But.

As soon as the phone was taken out, the man with the big belly and glasses went over and snatched the phone from her hand.

"Big sister, if you have anything to say, let's talk about business, and we are not engaged in any illegal activities, what kind of police should you report? Besides, you are making trouble in our store like this, affecting my business, and I want to call the police! Did you see, my guests have been waiting for a while, you say, does that painting sell? If you sell it, hurry up, don't delay me to do the next business! ”

The man with big bellies and glasses is very arrogant.

"I've said it all, I'm not selling! You give me back your phone and let us go! ”

The woman said.

She struggled to protect her daughter, and the painting, although she was afraid, she still had to stand in front of the child.

Syllable......

The pot-bellied man threw the woman's mobile phone to the ground.

The old machine has been around for a few years, and it is not so sturdy, but after such a fall, it was directly shattered, and parts fragments were scattered all over the ground.

The little girl was so frightened that she burst into tears.

only dared to hug her mother and cry in a low voice.

At this time.

Zhang Yi stood up.

He walked over and asked.

"Boss, when will you be able to deal with this matter? Is the business still going to be done? ”

The man with big bellies and glasses turned around and looked at Zhang Yi with a smile on his face.

"Do, do! Of course business is to be done! ”

After speaking.

He said to the man next to him.

"Dasheng, you go to the back and get a few sharp goods, and give this gentleman a palm first!"

"Okay, Boss Ma!"

So saying, he prepared to go to the back room.

But.

He was stopped by Zhang Yi.

"No need!"

The man with big bellies and glasses couldn't help frowning, but a smile immediately appeared on his face, and he said immediately.

"This little gentleman, there are really good things in the store, you wait a minute!"

The guy in the shop, Dasheng, immediately went to the back room.

And this time.

Zhang Yi's gaze stayed on the painting in the woman's hand.

Followed by.

In my head, a voice came.

"The treasure within Huali has been found!"

Sure enough, it was the painting in her hand, and Zhang Yi did not guess wrong.

"Excuse me, is it an appraisal?"

What the power of treasure hunting finds can now be directly identified without touching it.

Zhang Yi secretly said two words in his heart.

"Identification!"

"Ming Dynasty Wang Zhengfeng Eighteen Arhats."

"The Eighteen Arhats" is a depiction of Shakyamuni's eighteen Arhats living in the world, helping all sentient beings, in the picture of the Arhats or riding beasts to make Jiaojiao, subduing demons and sayings, or persistent, holding a golden bowl, holding a gourd, holding a scroll, with different expressions, lifelike."

This picture is drawn in white drawing, and the line drawing is like a spring silkworm spinning silk, which is both continuous and full of changes, depicting these Buddhist Arhats delicately and vividly, and wise and detached. The sleeves of the robe are flying and full of movement. It shows the author's superb ability to control the brush and ink and the modeling ability to shape the object. ”

"This painting was written, and Wang Zhengfeng Xun Mu wrote carefully. There is also a stamp, sincerity Bo Liu Kongzhao. There is an inscription at the end, sincerity Bo Liu Kongzhao please be cautious. ”

"Therefore, this "Eighteen Arhats" is indeed the authentic work of the Ming Dynasty painter Wang Zhengfeng!"

Hear the results of this identification.

Zhang Yi was not surprised.

Estimate.

The owner of the antique shop must have seen it.

Though.

This painter is not very famous, but, after all, it is an ancient painting of the Ming Dynasty that can be checked by the author.

The most important thing is that this is a white painting of the theme of Arhat in the Ming Dynasty, which is very rare.

The shopkeeper wanted to force the collection of 200 yuan.

What's the difference between this and outright robbery?

Of course.

This painting is also enough to attract Zhang Yi's attention.

Because, this painting has Liu Kongzhao's seal and inscription.

This trip was originally for Liu Kongzhao's affairs, but I didn't expect to see a calligraphy and painting related to Liu Kongzhao here.

It's amazing.

At this time.

The guy who had just been called a big student in the store also walked out of the warehouse with a dozen scrolls in his arms. Those paintings, judging from the outer packaging, are very high-end.

There are several picture scrolls among them, and they are even packed in brocade bags.

But.

The brocade bag doesn't look like an old object.

It's just the modern packaging that makes the painting look even more noble.

This must have been prepared in advance by the owner of the antique shop.

In order to deal with customers like Zhang Yi, who are rich and have the potential to be wronged.

The guy held the scrolls and put them on the table next to him.

However.

He said with a smile.

"Two gentlemen, please palm your eyes first!"

Zhang Yi nodded and sat down.

The big-bellied man with glasses over there glanced at Zhang Yi and them, and immediately explained to the guy in the store.

"Dasheng, what are you doing stupidly, showing tea to the guests!"

The man with big belly glasses looked at Zhang Yi and Uncle Chen, but he didn't meddle in anything, he was very satisfied.

Really.

People are like this, more things are better than less things.

"No need for tea!"

Zhang Yi said.

But.

The man with big bellies and glasses still beckoned the guys in the store to make tea.

This way.

Zhang Yi said to Uncle Chen.

"Uncle Chen, take a look, how are these paintings?"

Uncle Chen nodded and unfolded those scrolls one by one.

These words are very amazing.

Uncle Chen read it out directly.

"Gu Kaizhi of the Eastern Jin Dynasty "Luohan Map"."

"Tang Dynasty Wang Wei's "Spring Creek Fishing Map".

"Tang Dynasty Wu Daozi "Zhong Kui Statue"."

"Northern Song Dynasty Zhao Ji "Ming Emperor Xunzi Map".

"Dong Qichang of the Ming Dynasty copied the Chunhua Pavilion Post."

“……”

After reading this, Uncle Chen couldn't help but understand.

"In your store, it's really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!"

The guy next to him immediately smiled and brought the tea, he said.

"Of course, our boss has a unique vision, and these paintings were all collected from some old collectors in the 90s. Usually, it is impossible for us to take out the average customer! ”

"These are sharp goods, treasures at the bottom of the box!"

He just finished speaking.

The big-bellied man with glasses next to him immediately said as if he was deliberately lowering his voice.

"Dasheng, how did you get it, how did you take out these paintings, these are all I plan to collect by myself. You're really, what are you going to do? ”