Chapter 19 Antique Market
After he left, Jiang Ling's face darkened and she slammed the door with an expressionless face.
Su Yunwan, Su Yunwan, it’s Su Yunwan again!
It was Su Yunwan's fault that she ended up in this situation.
Not only did she take away her former glory and wealth, she also took away everything she had!
Why!
Her expression turned fierce.
Just wait for me, Su Yunwan, I will never let you go.
I will take revenge for every insult I suffered today!
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On the other side, Su Yunwan had no idea that Jiang Ling was thinking about him so much.
She is sleeping soundly.
The next day, when I looked at my phone, I jumped for joy.
Because her variety show pay has arrived!
A full 150,000!
Now, she is also a millionaire!
After breakfast, Su Yunwan packed up and went out to the street.
She promised Wang Xue to help someone draw a picture, and next, she had to prepare for a calligraphy and painting competition.
That's not like appearing on a variety show. She needs to practice hard, but the original owner doesn't even have a brush. First, she needs to buy some writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone.
Of course, the materials cannot be too sloppy.
It just so happens that City A has a large antique trading market.
She wanted to try and see if she could find some bargains.
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As the largest antique trading market in City A, it is very lively and crowded with people.
When Su Yunwan's clean and childish face appeared here, she was like a piece of fat, attracting countless eyes.
"Little girl, come and take a look at this natural seed material I just found from the river. It's bright and white, perfect for a beauty like you. Do you want to come and take a look? If you really like it, I'll sell it to you at a loss of 100,000."
Hearing this, Su Yunwan only glanced at it lightly: "As far as I know, seed material is a term exclusive to Hetian jade, and marble should not be included in it."
"But, for your kindness, will you sell it for ten dollars?"
As soon as the words fell, the surroundings instantly became quiet.
The passers-by who were still near the stall moved away silently.
The stall owner didn't expect that the little girl was actually an expert. His face froze and he could only hide the stone in his sleeve in disappointment.
Other vendors who were ready to make a move no longer dared to speak out and provoke.
Su Yunwan was happy to have some peace and quiet, so she took a turn.
Although she had not received formal training in antique appraisal, she had seen so many that she could often tell the authenticity of an object with just a glance.
It can also be seen that there are a variety of things here, but almost 90% of the treasures on display are fakes.
Finally, she bought a good-quality inkstone and a pile of ancient paper from a man in the corner.
Seeing Su Yunwan's generosity, the man kindly reminded her, "Little girl, those stalls outside usually sell fake goods. If you really want to try some, why not go to the underground exchange over there and have a look?"
Underground exchange?
Su Yunwan became interested as soon as he heard it. After thanking him, he followed the direction the man pointed.
After passing through a dark underground entrance, there is a different world inside.
In the hall, there were crowds of people in front of almost every stall. Su Yunwan looked for a while and found that there were indeed many more genuine items here than outside.
However, most of them are in poor condition or have been repaired many times.
There is not much point in buying it.
As I was walking around, a vendor in front of me suddenly became agitated.
"Oh my god! It's Zhang Shi's flower and bird painting!"
"Who? The Chinese painting master Zhang Shi?"
As a well-known master in the Chinese painting world, Zhang Shi immediately attracted countless people to watch as soon as his name was mentioned.
"The flowers and birds are vivid and lifelike, truly exquisite."
"It does look like Zhang Shi's work."
"However, Master Zhang Shi's works were divided up by various collectors in the early years. Boss, where did you get this painting?"
In the crowd, a middle-aged man wearing a Tang suit, who seemed to be an expert, asked with interest.
Hearing this, everyone nodded.
Zhang Shi is the most famous calligrapher and painter. His works are either bought by others or sold at auction houses. How could they appear here?
The stall owner said: "This is a family heirloom. If the old man in the family was not sick and urgently needed money, I would never have taken it out. I think you know a little about painting. If you don't believe me, come and see for yourself!"
After hearing this, the man took the painting and examined it carefully. When he looked up again, his face was already red.
"This painting is full of life, with a finely crafted composition. With just a few strokes, the flower stems and stamens are brought to life. It's very typical of Mr. Zhang Shi's style, with absolutely no flaws. Moreover, it's a rare authentic work!"
"My dear friend, name a price for this painting. I'll take it no matter how much it is!"
When they heard that even experts had confirmed it to be authentic, the hearts of the onlookers were stirred.
"One hundred thousand!"
"I'll give you 150,000!"
"One hundred and sixty thousand!"
Everyone started bidding, the scene was lively, and Shen Chang on the side also began to feel itchy.
He waved his hand and said, "I'll give you 500,000!"
When the stall owner heard his bid, his eyes flickered and he gave a subtle look to the man in the Tang suit who had spoken earlier.
The man understood and raised his hand: "I'll give you 800,000!"
The two men's actions were secretive and did not attract anyone's attention.
Su Yunwan saw it and frowned slightly.
Originally, the rules of the antique market were that one was willing to fight and the other was willing to be beaten, and everyone relied on their own abilities.
If you don't buy, just watch and say nothing.
However, it is clear that these two people are in the same group, singing the same tune and raising prices to cheat people.
That’s less than one million!
How many boxed lunches can I eat?
Su Yunwan felt heartbroken when she thought about how so much money was cheated away by a scammer.
Just when Shen Chang couldn't hold back and was about to raise the price, she spoke first:
"Wait, old man, in my opinion, this painting is probably not worth so much money."
Her voice was light, but full of certainty. After hearing it, Shen Chang temporarily withdrew his bidding hand.
After hearing her words, the man in Tang suit felt annoyed.
Following the voice, he looked and smiled when his eyes fell on Su Yunwan.
I thought it was that expert.
It turned out to be a little kid who was still wet behind the ears.
He straightened his expression and asked, "Little girl, why do you say that?"
Everyone turned around and saw her clean and childish face, and they also smiled.
"Little girl, this isn't a game, you can't talk nonsense."
"I never speak without thinking." Su Yunwan replied calmly.
"Oh, then tell me, why is this painting not valuable?"
After he asked, everyone laughed without waiting for Su Yunwan to answer.
As if he was certain that she would not be able to answer.
What everyone doesn’t know is that Zhang Shizheng is a teacher at the Qi State Academy of Painting and Calligraphy.
As a student, Su Yunwan was naturally very familiar with his paintings.
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