After you leave the store, the store is not responsible for anything.
This reminded Su Yang of the scene when he went to the bank to withdraw money before he traveled through time.
If you give less, we will be irresponsible, and if you give more, we will return it.
The shop owner narrowed his eyes, afraid that Su Yang would ruin his good deeds, so he urged the old man.
"Old man, don't listen to his nonsense, sign it and take it home to show it off!"
The surrounding helpers all agreed, and some even said that if the old man didn't buy it, he would go back and prepare money to buy it.
The treasure was right in front of him, and the old man was afraid that it would be snatched away, so he became a little impatient.
"Young man, give me back the painting!"
The bodyguard behind the old man clenched his fists, waiting for orders as if ready to take action.
Su Yang sighed. If he didn’t have a cheat, not only him but also an expert wouldn’t be able to tell whether the painting was real or fake.
"Old man, this painting is just a fake. Are you sure you want it?"
The shop owner was anxious and quickly scolded him, "You bastard, don't lie. My Wanbaozhai has been standing in Longguo for hundreds of years. How could I deceive others with fake goods?"
Su Yang smiled: "The artist who painted this work must have high artistic attainments, and the handwriting is also vigorous and powerful. It's a pity that the ink is not old enough, and the signature is also problematic. As for the paper quality, the aging craftsmanship is too poor."
Hearing this, the shop owner's thin body trembled, and he saw all three flaws.
At first the boss didn't want to take out the painting so soon, but when the client asked for Tang Bohu's work, he remembered this highly realistic fake.
The old man was half-believing and half-doubting. He picked up "Great Ambition" and flipped through it under the light.
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