"Huh? Brother Yi, I didn't expect you to be visiting the antique market as well?"
Long Yi looked in the direction of the voice and saw the Wan sisters walking towards him. The two sisters were dressed sexy, Wan Shuang in a hot hip skirt and high heels, while Wan Xue in a tube top with high-waisted flared pants, with perfect body proportions.
The appearance of the two sisters caused quite a stir in the treasure garden, and the men nearby stared with their eyes wide open.
"Oh my god! Look at that woman's legs. My pigs haven't been this white even after being dead for three days!"
"Looks like he's pretty close to that guy. Besides being a bit handsome, he doesn't look like he's rich!"
The few men who were whispering nearby almost bit their back teeth and swallowed them.
When Long Yi heard the men's discussions, he felt amused. There were so many people like Wan Shuang and Wan Xue surrounding him, and they looked like they had never seen the world.
"I came to the antique market to buy some things and take a look at the excitement." Long Yi waved the talisman-making materials in his hand to Wan Shuang Wan Xue, and pointed to the shop that the gentleman had just entered.
The Wan sisters naturally stood on Long Yi's left and right, looking in the direction of his finger.
After entering the store, the gentleman angrily slammed the black cloth under his arm onto the table and yelled at the owner:
"Boss, how can you be so dishonest in business? The painting you gave me is completely different from the one I chose in the store!"
The owner of the antique shop was a middle-aged man in his fifties. His round face with fat ears and plump head made him look kind and polite, as if harmony brought wealth.
"Little brother, what are you talking about? Aren't you trying to find fault with me and affect my reputation? Ask around in the Treasure Garden about my reputation as Fatty Chen. Who wouldn't say I'm a conscientious shopkeeper?
"Besides, could you please be gentler? My table is made of top-grade pearwood. Can you afford to pay for a knock on a corner?"
Fatty Chen quickly calmed down and acted like a victim, which showed how cunning and experienced he was.
"Are you still trying to cheat? What I bought from you for twelve thousand this morning was clearly Bada Shanren's manuscript, but how come it turned into Gu Kaizhi's 'Painting Yuntaishan' after I got home?" The gentleman's face was full of anger.
Fatty Chen's eyes rolled, and a plan came to mind. "Little brother, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say anything you want! There are so many shops in this Treasure Garden. How do I know you didn't buy someone else's paintings to blackmail me?
Besides, the value of this "Painting Yuntai Mountain Records" is even more precious than that manuscript of Bada Shanren. You can just keep quiet and make a fortune! "
"You...you are such a scoundrel! Moreover, this "Painting Yuntaishan" is extremely rough, and the ink is even blurred. It's not even an entry-level fake!" The gentleman was choked by Fatty Chen's answer and was at a loss.
"Okay, I'll ask the Consumer Association of Treasure Garden to handle this matter now. No matter how eloquent you are, you'll have to admit defeat then!" He was so angry that he took out his cell phone and prepared to make an official call.
Fatty Chen sneered, "Little brother, the rules of the antique world are that you make a living by your eyesight and knowledge. Even if you call the king of heaven today, you can't do anything to me!"
The refined man felt like a deflated ball upon hearing this, and he put his phone down dejectedly. He knew the rules of the antique world; if he had carelessly bought a fake, it was just bad luck; there was no reason to return the item.
Long Yi saw clearly outside the store that the boss first used the original manuscript of Bada Shanren to deceive the gentleman, and when the man paid and packed up, he replaced the original with a fake by Gu Kaizhi.
The fat on Fatty Chen's face rolled up, and after observing the gentleman's words and expression, he knew that he had given in, so he immediately planned to give him a slap and then reward him with a sweet date.
"Little brother, let's put it this way. Take this thousand yuan and think of it as me making friends with you!" Fatty Chen counted out ten hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and put them on the table.
The gentleman's reaction was rather amusing. He had half-extended his hand, but upon seeing the crowd, he instantly retracted it and said indignantly:
"How can I, a mere scholar, bow down for a few pieces of silver? I despise associating with a treacherous villain like you!"
After saying that, he walked out of the store without looking back, with an awe-inspiring look on his face.
Long Yi cleverly caught the pain on the gentleman's face. It seemed that this gentleman was not a proud and arrogant person at heart.
He stopped the man who was about to leave the shop and said, "Sir, I admire your literary character. However, I have always liked Gu Kaizhi's "Painting Yuntai Mountain". Could you please do me a favor and let me buy it at the original price?"
The gentleman was very pleased to hear Long Yi's praise of his "literary character". It was obvious that the praise touched his heart and he looked intoxicated.
"Little brother, just because you call yourself a 'literary man' I can't sell it to you, because this painting is a piece of rubbish among fakes, and it's probably not worth even a hundred dollars!" The gentleman unfolded the scroll and showed it to Long Yi.
Sure enough, the paper of this painting is rough, and the ink even has obvious traces of smudging. To say that the painting resembles a tiger and a dog is a compliment.
But Long Yi clearly felt the strong fluctuation of spiritual energy under the black cloth. He released a trace of Xuantian true qi from his body and carefully felt the distribution of spiritual energy on the painting.
It turns out that the source of spiritual energy is here, Long Yi understood.
"It's okay, brother. Just sell this painting to me at the original price. I just heard you buy it for 12,000, right? I'll transfer it to you." Long Yi took out his mobile phone and prepared to transfer the money.
Fatty Chen looked at Long Yi in surprise. "Brother, if you really want to buy a painting by Gu Kaizhi, I have one in my shop. I guarantee the price is fair and the quality is good!"
"No need to trouble you, boss. I think this one is just what I want."
Long Yi scanned the code to pay under the astonished expression of the gentleman, then rolled up the painting and held it in his hand.
"Little brother, I have to remind you again and again that this painting is not even worth a hundred dollars. You will lose a lot of money if you buy it back!"
Long Yi said calmly, "Why don't you return the money to me and I'll give you the painting."
The gentleman's expression changed after hearing Long Yi's words. He sneered and said, "Brother, what are you talking about? Why are you still returning it? It's worth a thousand gold to buy your willingness!"
After saying that, he hurriedly left the antique shop, fearing that Long Yi would change his mind and call him back.
Wan Xue looked at the elegant man's back with some disdain as he left, and said, "What a fake scholar! He talks a lot about being a scholar, but when it comes to money, his fox tail is exposed."
Wan Shuang leaned closer to Long Yi's face and said in confusion, "Brother Yi, although I don't understand calligraphy and painting, this is too fake. It's not an exaggeration to say it's shoddy!"
Twelve thousand was a drop in the bucket for Wan Shuang, not even enough for a whole night's consumption in a nightclub. But it was obvious that the fake painting was useless, and there was no need to spend money on it.
Long Yi smiled mysteriously, "Let's go somewhere else first, and the two beauties will know later!"
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