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Ling Chen¡¯s eyes looked strange.
Isn¡¯t Liu Wanxian¡¯s way of chatting up beautiful women a bit too direct?
"Boring!" Ling Yue'er looked at Liu Wanxian coldly, her face full of coldness.
It¡¯s ridiculous that a young rich second generation wants to ask her out for a drink.
Liu Wanxian was not angry but smiled: "Beauty, let's add a Weixin letter."
People who can become goddesses naturally have their own arrogance.
"Conquering this kind of woman will give you the greatest sense of accomplishment."
"Get out!" Ling Yue'er's eyes were cold and full of disgust.
"How dare you be so rude to Mr. Liu? You're so arrogant!" When the attendant on the side saw this, his face turned cold and he wanted to step forward and slap Ling Yue'er.
"Don't move!" Liu Wanxian glared at the entourage and said with a dark face, "How many times have I told you, be gentle with beautiful women."
As he said that, he looked at Ling Yue'er with a smile: "Beauty, my follower is ignorant. Don't be as knowledgeable as him. Let's go for a walk. I'll take you to ride in the Ferrari I just bought. It's big and comfortable. "
While speaking, Liu Wanxian reached out to Ling Yue'er, wanting to grab her hand.
But halfway, he was detained by Ling Chen.
"I have no problem with you looking for a beautiful woman, but I suggest you don't jump around in front of me, otherwise I won't mind choosing a grave for you here."
Liu Wanxian was stunned for a moment, and then his face instantly darkened.
He stared at Ling Chen with a faint look: "Boy, do you know who you are talking to?"
"Do you know who you are talking to?" Ling Chen asked with a smile.
It looked like a smile, but in Liu Wanxian's eyes, it was a sneer, a ridicule, and the disdain of a superior.
As the young master of the Liu family, this was the first time Liu Wanxian was shown such a smile. His original image of a young master was immediately covered up by a burst of cruelty.
"Very good, I have never seen such an arrogant person as you. How do you want to die?"
"Idiot!" Ling Chen shook his head and smiled, secretly flicking his fingers, and a soft force fell on Liu Wanxian.
With that said, he walked to another stall and ignored Liu Wanxian.
Ling Yue'er didn't even look at Liu Wanxian and followed Ling Chen.
"But damn it!!" Liu Wanxian gritted his teeth, his eyes turning red.
Unforgivable!
Absolutely unforgivable!
As the son of the Liu family, wherever he goes, he is held in the palm of someone's hand.
With a snap of his fingers, a large number of beauties came over in droves for him to choose from and ride under him.
When people in high positions saw him, they had to bow their heads. Have you ever been so despised?
Angry, he paid the stall owner and chased after Ling Chen.
He wanted to see how this ignorant boy had the confidence to be arrogant in front of him, the young master of the Liu family.
On the other side, Ling Chen¡¯s eyes fell on a blue and white porcelain figure jar.
Whether it is a mural or a date, this thing is very ordinary. It is placed in a corner and no one cares about it at all.
¡°Boss, how much does this blue and white porcelain figure jar cost?¡±
Ling Yue'er beside her was obviously a little surprised.
This blue and white porcelain figure jar is poorly made and has a very poor feel. It is completely a fake.
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The stall owner looked up at Ling Chen and found that he was young and looked like a college student at first glance.
How much money can a student have?
I came to this place purely out of curiosity and to gain some experience.
He didn¡¯t expect Ling Chen to buy this thing, so he casually said: ¡°One million.¡±
To be honest, his price was extremely high, and he was just trying to make Ling Chen give up the idea of ??buying it.
But unexpectedly, Ling Chen smiled slightly: "Okay, I bought it."
After saying that, he winked at Ling Yuer, who paused slightly, took out his bag, pulled out his gold card, and transferred one million to the stall owner.
Although she didn¡¯t know what Ling Chen was thinking, she said she didn¡¯t care about spending money.
Money is the easiest thing in the world to her.
"Don't say one million, even if it's 10 million or 100 million, she won't have the slightest fluctuation.
The stall owner was stunned, as if someone had hit him on the head.
He stared straight at Ling Chen¡¯s face, showing that he couldn¡¯t grasp the point.Love.
?wtf?
This guy really bought it? !
"Damn it, are you a fool?" !
This blue and white porcelain figure jar is a fake at all. He spent 500 yuan to buy it. It was God's fault that it could be sold for 10,000 yuan. Now it is sold for one million yuan?
"Pah!" The stall owner slapped himself in the face. Only when he confirmed that there was a burning pain on his face did he realize that it was not a dream.
He swallowed and looked at Ling Chen with blazing eyes, as if he were looking at a living God of Wealth.
"Little brother, you are really blindOh no, you are really discerning. As soon as I saw you, I knew that you are full of knowledge and knowledge, and you will definitely be a talent in the future."
"Would you like to take a look at other fakes No, no, no, they look like fakes, but they are actually priceless real antiques."
Hearing what the stall owner said, Ling Chen shook his head slightly and pointed at the blue and white porcelain figure jar he purchased.
"No need, boss, this is a real antique!"
The stall owner was silent for a while.
He wanted to say something, but knew he couldn't, so he nodded in the end.
"My little brother is right, the real antique is the blue and white porcelain figure jar in your hand."
He swore to God that this sentence came from his heart. He wanted one million in his heart, so he obeyed his heart and said this sentence.
"Hahaha, you're laughing so hard!" At this moment, a sarcastic laugh suddenly sounded from behind.
I saw Liu Wanxian holding her stomach, walking crookedly, and almost bursting into tears from laughing.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Retarded!
This Ling Chen is definitely a retard!
It¡¯s just a matter of using one million to buy a fake, and then you can fool yourself and call it a real antique.
That boss is also funny and speaks without conscience. He has no choice but to meet such a stupid roe deer. What a good choice for his ancestral grave!
"Why are you laughing?" Ling Yue'er glanced at Liu Wanxian with disgust, her expression full of displeasure.
She and Ling Chen passed by here, not intending to pick willows, but they met such a scumbag and their taste was ruined.
"A mere kid from a rich family dared to be so proud in front of her and Ling Chen. He really didn't know how to live or die.
"Beauty, I'm laughing at that idiot next to you." Liu Wan spoke freely, looking down at Ling Chen with eyes that looked like a fool.
"If you spend one million dollars to buy a fake, my uncle won't help you, so he will obey you!"
As he finished speaking, he laughed again, sharp and harsh.
Ling Yue'er looked cold and raised her hand, ready to slap Liu Wanxian, but Ling Chen held her back.
She looked at Ling Chen and found that there was no emotion on his face, and there was still a faint smile on his face.
"This gentleman seems to be very knowledgeable about antiques. Why don't you tell me why my blue and white porcelain figure jar is a fake?"
"Have you seen the bottom?" Liu Wanxian smiled sarcastically and said in a strange tone: "Anyone with a bit of discernment will see that this is a fake. Do you still need to see the bottom?"
The stall owner pretended to be displeased: "Young man, please keep your mouth clean. There is not a single fake in my stall."
"No?" Liu Wanxian squinted his eyes, pointed at a painting and said, "The "Picture of Prostitutes in Wangshu Palace" you placed above is said to be a copy of a painting by Tang Bohu, but did you know that Tang Bohu was good at figure painting? He has superb realism skills, accurate images and unique charm. Each stroke can achieve the point of strong and thin lines and beautiful color application.
The most important thing is that he has a habit of adding meticulous colors to the corners of each painting, which in layman¡¯s terms means increasing the degree of color rendering, so people in the world will follow suit when copying.
And the corners of your painting have no trace of fine brushwork and are completely fake. How dare you say that there is not a single fake in your stall? "
Hearing these words, the stall owner looked obviously embarrassed.
He really didn¡¯t expect that Liu Wanxian was so familiar with Tang Bohu¡¯s paintings, and what he said made him speechless.
Ling Yue'er also had a surprised look in her eyes, which made Liu Wanxian even more proud and raised her head very high.
He has the original "Picture of Prostitutes in the Palace of Wangshu" in his home. He hears his fathers talk about this painting every day. How can he not be familiar with it?
On the other hand, Ling Chen completely ignored Liu Wanxian's words and deeds. He just raised his hand and patted the blue and white porcelain figure jar.
"Click!"
A cracking sound suddenly sounded, and the surface of the blue and white porcelain figure jar that was soaked with force was covered with spider web-like cracks, and then burst apart.
What is shocking is that after the surface porcelain tiles cracked, a new layer of murals appeared inside (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)After the porcelain tiles cracked, a new layer of murals appeared inside (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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