Chapter 100 Who cheated whom?

After reading it, the senior brother looked at it with a look of disgust, "My dear junior brother, aren't you quite smart? How could you be fooled? I won't even take five cents for this thing."

"Fake?" The shopkeeper clicked his tongue, but thought that his senior brother would not lie to him. After all, even he himself felt that this thing was too obviously fake.

The shopkeeper didn't say much to the senior brother because he was a little embarrassed after being ridiculed. After sending the man away, he waited for the old couple to come and buy something.

But the next day, when it was almost closing time, there was still no one there.

The shopkeeper sat there looking out the window until all the young men went home. He was sitting alone and thought that the old couple must have discovered that it was a fake after going back to think about it.

Otherwise they would have come earlier.

He laughed self-deprecatingly, "Never mind. I didn't lose any money anyway. I even made a deposit. I'll close the shop and go home."

Just at this moment, a man in ordinary clothes walked into the pawnshop.

"We're closed." Although the shopkeeper had comforted himself, he still felt a little regretful for letting the fat sheep, Mr. Gu, go. He should have followed him back to get the money.

"You haven't left yet, have you? I'm just taking a look around."

After the man finished speaking, his eyes fell on the scroll and fan that the shopkeeper had placed in a box, waiting for Mr. Gu to pick them up.

He casually opened it and took a look, then said, "I thought it was something rare, but it turns out to be a fake. It's really deceiving to put it here."

The shopkeeper smiled awkwardly and said, "Just put it there wherever you want."

"This thing is painted quite well. I'll give you one ounce of silver and give me the box too. I'm going to give it to someone as a gift."

The shopkeeper glanced at the man, who was dressed simply, even a little shabby, and what he said to him was not out of place, "One tael of silver is not enough."

"Then I won't buy it. You can keep it. If it weren't for the dark and I couldn't find anyone to paint it, I wouldn't want it. I can hire someone to paint it for ten cents outside."

After saying this, the man turned around and left without any reluctance.

The shopkeeper thought that since he would not give the item to the sisters anyway and the old man would not come to take it, he could make a profit by selling it. It was fake anyway. "Stop, one ounce of silver is too little. This amount must be at least."

"Five taels of silver?" The man looked at his outstretched hand and sneered, "You must be joking. I'm interested in your shabby box. Two taels at most. If you don't want it, forget it."

"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you." The shopkeeper thought it was not easy to sell fake goods for so much money.

After all, the real big deal was the collar he put away.

The man took out two taels of silver and left with the box.

As the shopkeeper was still closing the door with regret, a hand reached through the crack of the door, "It's closed."

"Boss, even if the shop is closed, it won't prevent me from getting my painting back."

Hearing this powerful voice, the boss collapsed on the ground, his face pale, but the door had been forcefully pried open by those hands, and Mr. Gu came in.

His face was rosy, and he was full of joy. "I'm so sorry, I went to meet a friend and stayed a little longer, so I'm late. Fortunately, the document says today, and if it's not midnight yet, then it's today."

The old man slammed the banknote on the table and said excitedly, "Hurry up and bring me my things."

The shopkeeper was dumbfounded, "Old man... I... let me tell you the truth, that's fake!"

Old Master Gu laughed dryly. "It's fake, so what? I'll take the stuff away. You keep the money. I won't bother you."

The shopkeeper also wanted to take it, but he had already sold the item. However, it was written in black and white on the document that he would have to pay compensation for breach of contract.

And judging from the way the old man pushed the door open and came in just now, I'm sure he would be very good at beating someone up.

The shopkeeper swallowed his saliva and said with an apologetic smile, "Old man, that's fake, really fake. I've asked someone to check it out. Why don't you look at something else? You can choose from the things I have here."

Mr. Gu refused outright, "I don't want it, good boy, do you dare to play tricks on me?"

The shopkeeper shook his head, "No... I don't dare."

"You didn't regret it after knowing that it was Master Feng Gaofeng's authentic work."

"That's fake, and I'm not the only one who says it's fake," said the shopkeeper.

"Who said that?" Old Master Gu's eyes widened with murderous intent, and the shopkeeper was frightened to death.

"My friend said so."

"Where are the things? I just want to ask you where the things are?" Mr. Gu asked.

The shopkeeper was so frightened that he had no time to think. He was afraid that if he answered too slowly, Mr. Gu’s fist would hit him on the head, so he had to tell the truth.

Old Master Gu snorted coldly, "I gave you so much money and you didn't want it, but you sold the original at a low price. If it wasn't real, would I give you so much money? You look so smart, but you don't even know you've been ripped off."

"A scam?" The shopkeeper thought about it again. His senior brother said it was fake in the morning, but someone bought it in the evening.

Did his senior brother lie to him?

Old Master Gu snorted coldly, still feeling regretful, but finally took the compensation given by the shopkeeper and left.

Made another easy profit.

After Mr. Gu returned, he exclaimed that he was very happy. There was no other reason but that the little girl had a brilliant idea. What's more, the shopkeeper was really hateful. He was untrustworthy, bullied women and children, and made money by doing something against his conscience.

If I don't cheat him, who else can I cheat?

That night, the shopkeeper went to his senior brother's house and made a scene. As a result, his senior brother beat him out with a stick and severed all ties with him.

The shopkeeper felt more and more that his senior brother was just guilty, but he had fallen into someone else's trap and had neither stolen nor robbed, so he had no way to get it back.

But he was glad that although he lost the old man's money, it didn't matter because he still had a treasure in his hand. All in all, he didn't lose money on this deal.

Three days passed in a flash. Gu Lan brought Li Mumu with the silver to pick up the things, but was told that the things were lost.

"How could it be lost when it was fine?" Gu Lan asked in surprise: "Boss, could it be that you took a fancy to my things and hid them away?"

"Miss, it's not just yours that's missing. A lot of treasures have been stolen from my shop. I've already reported it to the police. Besides, we have an agreement. If you come to redeem your things, I won't be able to pay you."

"Compensate me, but what of my things is more valuable than those few words you gave me?" Gu Lan insisted, "I want my things. That painting is very important to me."

The shopkeeper folded his arms and placed the banknote on the table. "It's written here in black and white. If I can't produce it, I will produce it. It's useless for you to kill me. It wouldn't be good if you two girls really got into a fight. I'm doing this for your sake. I'm sorry, miss. Please take care."

The shopkeeper snorted coldly, "Don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit!"

Gu Lan snorted coldly, "Aren't you bullying me?"