Chapter 2789 What a 205

"No money, the boss gave it to me."

Ye Mingcheng pushed the bicycle out and threw the bamboo tube into the basket, which was completely different from his previous attitude towards the treasure.

"The same boss as this bamboo tube?" Ye Qingqing was more interested. Her father had improved. He could get a pottery jar for free. Although it was broken, it was more valuable than the bamboo tube. At least the craftsmanship was more complicated.

"That old liar, I bought a bamboo tube and a painting, spent 250 yuan, and then gave him this jar..." Ye Mingcheng said angrily, but suddenly got stuck and couldn't continue.

The air was quiet again, and everyone's eyes were more sympathetic.

Ye Qingqing had to hold back her laughter and teased her father mercilessly, "Dad, the boss didn't lie to you. He told you clearly that it was you who was stupid and had to jump onto the kang. You still blamed the boss for not pulling you."

The boss clearly said that her father was a fool, but her stupid father didn't understand. The boss was too wronged.

Ye Mingcheng's face became even darker. No wonder the boss looked weird when he paid the bill that day. He must have been laughing at him in his heart. He was really an idiot!

He was so angry that he wanted to smash the stall of the big liar. Ye Mingcheng went back to the house and drank three glasses of water, but still couldn't extinguish the fire in his heart.

"Doctor Ye, didn't you buy a painting? Take it out and let this old man help you appreciate it." Doctor Hu reminded.

"Yes, Dad, you go and take it out."

Ye Qingqing also made a noise. She smiled at the old man, "Uncle, please help me take a look. Your medical expenses are waived. I won't charge you."

The old man smiled and shook his head, "Medical expenses don't need to be waived. I'm not an expert. I just have a little research on this and I like it myself, but I may not be able to see it right."

"That's better than my dad. He is just a fool."

Ye Mingcheng paused on his way upstairs and looked back at Ye Qingqing with resentment. He was disliked by his daughter, and it was also his own fault. Alas!

The other people also hung up the water, and did not go home, waiting for Ye Mingcheng to take out the treasured painting, wanting to see what the treasure was. It was estimated that it was likely to be a fake.

Ye Mingcheng went downstairs with a few paintings. They were his proudest collections. He thought they should be authentic, so he simply let the old man take a look. In the future, he would only charge the old man the cost price.

The old man was not in good health and often came to his clinic for treatment. However, the old man was not talkative. Today was the first time he took the initiative to speak.

The old man picked up a painting, did not spread it out, just looked at the scroll, then frowned, shook his head and said: "Fake, see this scroll, it is obviously produced on the assembly line, and there is a smell of medicine, this is the lowest quality imitation of old medicine, you can tell it is fake as soon as you smell it."

"Isn't this a musty smell? The boss said that calligraphy and paintings will have this smell after being stored for a long time." Ye Mingcheng gritted his teeth and wanted to kill the boss, a wicked ghost who gave birth to a son without a P eye.

"I'm kidding you. Anything with this smell is a fake. This is the lowest level trick. Only novices will be fooled."

The old man didn't have much hope for the remaining paintings, but he still looked at them all. As expected, those paintings were all the same. They were low-quality fakes mass-produced on modern assembly lines. At most, they were worth only a few dozen yuan, but Ye Mingcheng spent hundreds of yuan to buy them back as treasures.

"I... I'll go find him!"

Ye Mingcheng hugged the calligraphy and bamboo tube tightly and went out angrily. He was cheated of so much money, but he only gave him a broken jar. He must go and get some back.