Chapter 746 Who Is so Unlucky to Be Taken Advantage Of?

Ye Jinwen looked into his eyes, his eyes were almost glued to the box, and joked: "Seventh brother, then you can open it and have a look, Lu Mian will definitely not say anything about you."

Xiao Qimo glanced at him, and came up with bad ideas.

He's not that bad.

Xiao Qimo paused, "Have you checked it on the scanning machine?"

"..."

Ye Jinwen despised him very much, because he wanted to know what was in it!

"By the way, Seventh Brother, I heard that Grandpa Xiao is here. Does he live at your house now?"

Xiao Qimo's tone was cold: "No. At such a great age, I don't like being a light bulb."

Ye Jinwen heard that the meaning of these words was not right, and felt that he had been connoted.

So, Seventh Brother, are you disliking me for going to your house often and being your light bulb?

Isn't it time for us brothers to help each other?

Humph.

"Where is Grandpa Xiao now?"

"He should be chatting and drinking tea with the old man at this time."

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An antique calligraphy and painting shop in Wucheng.

There are several quaint shelves in the small and small storefront, and there are many old ornaments on display.

It seems to have a sense of historical precipitation.

After Xiao Jianli entered the shop, he looked at it slowly with his hands behind his back. With a pair of piercing eyes, he looked at each decoration casually, leisurely.

Soon, Xiao Jianli had no interest in these things, and his eyes raised and landed on the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, looking at them bit by bit.

He is both nostalgic and nostalgic, and has a special feeling for old objects.

When I was in Jinjing, I practiced a lot. Sometimes if you are lucky, you can also pick up antiques of good value.

Of course, these are just hobbies for him.

He has several old buddies who are obsessed with antiques, and any item on his body may be worth a fortune.

Xiao Jianli's gaze stayed on a corner of the wall.

If the old man remembers correctly, there was a magnificent calligraphy and painting hanging here before.

This time, it's gone?

The owner of the antique shop came out at this time.

Carrying a particularly well-raised purple sand teapot carefully in his hand, he bent his body and said enthusiastically: "Old Xiao, come and sit down and have a sip of tea. My father will come over soon."

The boss's father is Xiao Jianli's old friend,

He happened to be a member of the Painting and Calligraphy Association. He passed by today, so he came in for a sit-down.

Xiao Jianli waved his hands with a very easy-going look, "It's okay, you are busy with your work, so don't call me."

Xiao Jianli has often come to Wucheng these years, and he will come to have a look after he comes, so the boss is familiar with him.

"Okay, I'll put it here for you."

The boss put down the teapot, of course he wouldn't really ignore Xiao Jianli, he just followed not far away, ready to go.

Xiao Jianli was not very interested in the things on the shelf, instead he pointed to an empty space on the wall and asked, "I remember when I came last time, there was still that painting hanging here, but now it's gone?"

The boss followed the direction he was pointing at, and immediately understood, with a smile on his face.

"Yeah, it was just sold a few months ago."

Xiao Jianli was curious: "Sell to outsiders or insiders?"

"It's hard to say." The boss recalled that night, he was so impressed by such a large transaction, he opened his mouth and said, "It was a young couple who came that night, and the man was more generous. One hundred thousand."

Although the industry rules don't specify how much it was sold for, this matter is rather special, and the boss talked about it for a long time, so he didn't shy away from Xiao Jianli.

"500,000?" Xiao Jianli's eyes became strange.

"That's right! Say they don't know how to do it, but they can find an authentic painting among my things. Say they know how to do it, and I'll give you five hundred thousand."

"Don't get cheap and act good." Xiao Jianli said bluntly.

How many of the things in this store are real?

Even if the calligraphy and painting were genuine, they would not be worth so much.

I don't know who is so unlucky to be taken advantage of by this.

But the antique calligraphy and painting industry is like this. If you buy it and leave it, you will not regret paying the money. It all depends on whether you know the goods.

"You also put on a few more real guys!"

The boss was embarrassed, and smiled dryly: "Mr. Xiao, you are joking. Our real things are stored in the back. Good products are only valuable if they are seen by people who know the knowledge! People who don't know how to tell him, he will I don't believe it."

Xiao Jianli nodded, just at this time the boss's father Meng Zhenqing also came back, the other party stretched out his hand from afar, and shook hands with Xiao Jianli enthusiastically.

Xiao Jianli also shook it back.

The boss automatically stepped aside.

"Old Xiao, I guess you will definitely come to Wucheng again this year." Meng Zhenqing asked with a smile, "Which gust of wind brought you to my side?"

"Ham, I stopped by to have a look."

"That's a good relationship. How about it, have you found someone to look for?"

The two are relatively familiar, and there is no need for those polite greetings between each other.

Xiao Jianli waved his hand, "Don't mention it."

"If you don't mention it, don't mention it."

Meng Zhenqing didn't get entangled in this matter either. Anyway, Mr. Xiao had been looking for someone for not a year or two, and this matter had almost become an obsession in his heart, and there was a tendency to not give up if he couldn't find someone.

Ask him what to do after he finds it, but Mr. Xiao can't tell.

However, Meng Zhenqing had reason to suspect that Mr. Xiao was looking for a pleasing granddaughter-in-law for himself.

Who made their family...

Meng Zhenqing smiled, thinking that it would be difficult for that person to marry a daughter-in-law.

The two didn't continue to talk about this topic, Xiao Jianli brought up the calligraphy and painting again.

He murmured to Meng Zhenqing in a low voice, "Your business is really good. You can even sell Lao Lu's paintings, even for 500,000 yuan."

Meng Zhenqing waved her hands in embarrassment, "I made you laugh, but you can't tell Lao Lu about this. I took back the five yuan from him back then, and he was so depressed."

"I can't even see him anymore, what should I tell him!"

The two smiled at each other and walked into the inner room.

Although Xiao Jianli still didn't find anyone in Wucheng this time, he was in a good mood. After sitting down, he chatted with Meng Zhenqing: "This year our family is lively, and we have an extra family!"

When he said this, the same complacent expression as Xiao Qimo's was raised between his brows and eyes.

The two are worthy of being grandparents and grandsons, and some of their demeanors are still very similar.

Meng Zhenqing paused: "Oh, your daughter-in-law is going to have a second child?"

He didn't think about Xiao Jianli's grandson at all.

"What second child? My grandson has a girlfriend."

"..." Unexpectedly by Meng Zhenqing, that Gusheng Mo Master actually found a girlfriend?

It's not that people can't find a girlfriend, but the girl who can fall into the eyes of the young master has not yet been born.

Xiao Jianli was in a very good mood, especially when Lu Mian was mentioned, his eyebrows were beaming.