"Young man, is the ink you are talking about Eagle Claw?"
The old man gently stretched out his finger and touched the eagle's claw.
At first glance, his fingers were still stained with ink.
The boss said hurriedly: "Old sir, you don't know. Treasures like calligraphy and paintings have very strict requirements for the storage environment."
"There is humidity in March and April every year, and the moisture in the air is likely to penetrate into the painting."
The boss winked at the hired agents, and those people expressed their agreement with this statement.
The old man asked calmly, "Young man, do you have any other way to identify treasures? As long as you can find absolutely strong evidence that it is a fake, I will reward you handsomely!"
The old man was in a dilemma; he had money, but he also didn't want to be a target of criticism.
If you buy a fake and display it at home, you will definitely be laughed at by your old friends.
Su Yang frowned. This shop owner was very experienced and cunning, and was really hard to deal with.
It's scary that now that he's talking about the paper problem, the boss has an excuse to refute it.
In this case, we can only scan the person once.
Su Yang used his wisdom eye on his boss and saw everything that had happened to him in the past ten days.
Including who he traded with and who imitated the painting.
Su Yang's eyes lit up. He saw that this building had a secret. There was a secret room in the back hall which was a painting studio.
A place dedicated to imitating masterpieces of famous artists, there is also a defective one in the secret room.
Su Yang raised his lips and said with a smile: "Old sir, I have a way to verify the authenticity of this painting, but..."
"What method?"
The old man and the boss spoke in unison, one anxious and the other panicked.
Su Yang whispered in the old man's ear, letting him decide for himself whether to break into the secret room.
The old man pondered for a moment and glanced at the bodyguard.
The bodyguard went out and soon called in a few colleagues, all of whom looked aggressive.
The old man smiled at Su Yang and said, "I shouldn't have bothered you with today's matter, but since you kindly reminded me, I, Shi Wu Zun, cannot let you down."
"Ada, you guys push open that paulownia wood shelf and take a look at what's in the secret room."
The old man's name was Shi Wuzun, and he signaled the bodyguard captain Ada to enter the secret room.
Hearing this, the shop owner's face changed drastically and he reached out to stop him.
"Get lost!"
The bodyguard Ah Da's eyes widened. He just followed orders and didn't care where this place was.
Seeing this, all the customers stepped back and prepared to watch the show.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the shills wanted to leave quietly.
Shi Wuzun narrowed his eyes, certain that what Su Yang said was most likely true.
"You guys can't leave yet!"
Shi Wuzun shouted loudly, scaring the servants so much that they couldn't move.
A few minutes later.
The bodyguard Ah Da came out holding a painting, and everyone looked at it curiously.
It is very similar to the one that sold for three million, except that there are some flaws in the painting.
After a while, everyone suddenly realized that "Great Ambition" was actually a fake.
Shi Wuzun was so furious that he tore up the fake scroll worth three million in front of everyone.
Without a trace of hesitation.
"I never thought that Wanbaozhai, which has been around for hundreds of years, would actually sell counterfeit goods to make money!"
"Damn it, how hateful!"
Shi Wuzun was so angry that his eyes were wide open and veins bulged. At first glance, he looked like a ferocious tiger, with an imposing and ferocious look.
——Bang!
Boss Zhao knelt down and trembled, his face pale.
"I, I, I was wrong, old man. I was just obsessed with money..."
He looked up at the runaway Shi Wuzun, his eyes filled with infinite horror.
"court death!"
Shi Wuzun kicked Boss Zhao so hard that he vomited blood from his mouth!
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Su Yang looked at Shi Wuzun calmly. When this old man was calm before, he looked like the kind old grandfather next door.
But now he is like a completely different person, like a general who has fought in the battlefields for many years. His invisible aura seems to be strangling Boss Zhao's neck.
Boss Zhao swallowed and became unable to speak.
Shi Wuzun waved his hand and began to clear the area.
"All irrelevant personnel please leave Wanbaozhai first. Young man, you stay."
Outside the door, there were the sounds of footsteps, and another team of bodyguards rushed in.
The guests around did not dare to stay. At this moment, they also guessed that Shi Wuzun's identity was not simple.
Since the area had to be cleared, there was no way they would stay and be used as scapegoats.
After the guests left, the bloodshot in Shi Wuzun's eyes quickly faded away and he returned to calm.
He is flexible and has unpredictable moods.
Su Yang suddenly realized that Shi Wuzun was a very dangerous person, and subconsciously stood in front of Yang Mange.
"Senior, I have no intention of getting involved in the matter between you and Boss Zhao. I'll take my leave now."
Out of caution, Su Yang was also afraid that some big shots would do things and it would be terrible for him to be dealt with as well.
Shi Wuzun laughed and said, "Don't be afraid, my friend. Let me ask you, how many real treasures are there in this store?"
Su Yang blinked and used his wisdom eye again. There was a hidden light in his eyes, and he quickly identified all the treasures in the field.
"this…"
Even though Su Yang had doubts before, he took a deep breath at this moment.
This is simply a shady shop. How can it be a time-honored shop with a golden signboard that has been passed down for hundreds of years?
Of the 998 cultural relics in the store, only 8 are authentic, and the rest are high imitations.
Su Yang was also angry. He immediately walked to the shelf, picked up the blue and white porcelain and smashed it, and tore up the calligraphy and paintings one by one.
——Bang bang bang!
"Don't smash it! Don't smash my store!"
Shi Wuzun winked and had someone hold down Boss Zhao.
"My friend, what are you doing..."
"There are only eight genuine items here. I smashed the fakes. No one wants to use these junk to cheat people in the future."
"Long people don't cheat Long people. I, Su Yang, hate fraud the most..."
Su Yang threw and cursed, saying that a childhood friend of his in his previous life took the family heirloom to find an expert on a treasure appraisal program.
At that time, experts said that his friend's heirloom was fake, but he still spent another 300,000 yuan to buy it privately.
In the end, the expert took the heirloom to auction and earned more than 10 million.
He cheated Su Yang's friend, and later his good friend died of depression.
Su Yang was an orphan in his previous life. His only good brother passed away like this. How could he not be angry?
Upon hearing this, Shi Wuzun was not angry but happy instead, as Su Yang and he had a very similar personality.
It seems like it’s my younger self.
Shi Wuzun laughed loudly and ordered the bodyguards to take Boss Zhao and his men away and hand them over to the Songhai City Security Bureau.
In the huge Wanbaozhai, there are only three people left.
Yang Mange was stunned, looking at an old man and a child smashing things in the lobby, and they seemed to be having a lot of fun.
She looked at Su Yang, with a million questions in her mind.
Su Yang is only about twenty years old, has a net worth of tens of billions, and has a keen eye for appraising treasures. How did he do that?
"Friend Su Yang, the remaining genuine items here and this shop will belong to you from now on."
Su Yang was also stunned. Shi Wuzun sent the store away with just one sentence. Who is he?
Shi Wuzun stood up and heard a clicking sound outside the door.
Su Yang turned around and saw a group of soldiers armed with guns rushing in.
There are at least fifty warriors, all wearing armor and looking murderous!
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