A treasure-appraisal maniac

Lu Fei smiled wildly and wildly, which made Qian Haibin and others look a little confused.

Especially Li Minghao, an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart, and it became more and more intense.

Rag collector, why are you laughing? What's so funny?

Lu Fei ignored Li Minghao at all, and laughed even more unbridled, until tears of laughter flowed out.

Chen Xiang pulled Lu Fei and said.

Hey, what on earth are you laughing at? Why don't we laugh together if you tell me?

Lu Fei pointed at Li Minghao and the three of them and said.

Of course I'm laughing at these three idiots. Isn't it funny that they spent three million to buy a worthless fake?

boom--

When Lu Fei said these words, the dozens of people watching suddenly became excited.

Especially Li Minghao, he trembled involuntarily as if he had been hit by high-voltage electricity.

Based on his knowledge of Lu Fei, this guy is a scammer.

Zhao Wu was tricked by him so much that he vomited blood and still couldn't get out of bed. Could it be that it was his turn to win the lottery again this time?

Qian Haibin became even more uneasy.

If it turns out that the jade palm he bought is a fake, not only will he lose three million, but he will also lose his face to his grandma's house.

Rag collector, why do you say this thing is a fake? Qian Haibin asked sharply.

Lu Fei looked at him jokingly and said.

Then why do you say it's true?

Qian Haibin glanced at Li Minghao and said.

Master Li works in a museum. I believe in Master Li's appraisal skills.

Hahaha

Lu Fei laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

Do you believe in his appraisal level?

He can identify a Jie Bao Mao!

If you don't believe me, ask him what material this jade is made of, which dynasty it is from, and what the pattern is on it.

Also, if he can tell me what this thing is used for, I will lose.

Qian Haibin looked at Li Minghao suspiciously and asked.

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Master Li, tell everyone quickly, this rag collector is too arrogant.

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Master Li?

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What? You can't tell?

Idiot, you have been tricked by this ignorant Li Minghao, and you are so damn complacent. I really don't know what is going on in your head.

If you want to use me as a beacon to pick up my leaks, you are damn worthy. Lu Fei said mockingly.

Lu Fei, is this thing really fake? Chen Xiang asked.

Haha, you can't be more fake. This thing is not even a stone. It is made of cow bone powder and gypsum.

These idiots spent three million to buy such a thing, which can be considered a contribution to our fake village in Zhongzhou. Lu Fei said with a smile.

Chen Xiang asked with a dimple-like smile.

You knew it was fake, but you just competed with them?

Lu Fei chuckled.

How can I let them be fooled if I don't put on a show?

Gee, you are so bad. Chen Xiangjiao laughed.

You still have the nerve to say that you made these idiots spend three million, but you deserve the most credit.

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Giggle.

Thinking about her crazy price increase, Chen Xiang smiled even brighter.

It feels so good to be with Lu Fei, every moment is so exciting.

Li Minghao on the opposite side was stunned as if he were mourning his concubine.

Impossible, impossible, this is obviously the real thing, it's obviously it!

What a fool. You still don't believe it. Come on, I will do a little experiment for you to make you give up completely.

Lu Fei said, taking the money and Haibin

He placed the jade palm in his hand on the ground and whistled.

Instantly, several stray dogs of different sizes rushed in from outside the crowd. The dogs first sniffed the scent of jade brown, and then started to grab food frantically, causing the onlookers to burst into laughter.

Lu Fei clapped his hands and said.

What else do you have to say now? It's the nature of dogs to grab bones, but have you ever seen dogs grabbing jade like crazy?

I, I, ah

Li Minghao roared like crazy.

Rag collector, you are so fucking deceptive. What good will it do you if you deceive me?

Lu Fei shook the inkstone in his hand and said with a smile.

Of course there are benefits. I picked up a treasure inkstone for nothing. If you hadn't appeared, I would have spent a lot of money.

Um, Mr. Li, thank you!

Lu Fei said, holding Chen Xiang's hand and squeezing out of the crowd and walking away. Li Minghao looked up to the sky with tears streaming down his face and roared.

Ah, I hate it. I hate it so damn much.

Qian Haibin flew up and kicked Li Minghao to the ground hard, then got on Li Minghao and started running like a storm.

Damn it, Li Minghao, how dare you cheat me. If you don't make up for my loss today, I will beat you to death.

Regardless of whether the other party is dog-eat-dog, Lu Fei took Chen Xiang and went straight to Wenbaozhai while talking and laughing.

When he saw the door of Wenbaozhai, a young man in his early twenties walked out.

The young man held a scroll under his arm and muttered something in a low voice as he walked.

Lu Fei glanced at the scroll, and the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely.

When the two of them stumbled across each other, Lu Fei deliberately leaned hard against the boy with his shoulder.

The opponent stood unsteadily and staggered back three or four steps, and the scroll under his arm fell to the ground with a clatter.

sorry,

I'm sorry, it's all my fault. Did you get hurt anywhere?

The young man was about to get angry, but seeing Lu Fei promptly apologized, he couldn't say anything else.

It's okay. Watch out next time when you walk. It doesn't matter if you bump into me. If you bump into the old man, you'll be in trouble.

Lu Fei apologized again and picked up the scroll on the ground. The moment he picked it up, Lu Fei's heart beat wildly.

Brother, please take a look and see if your things are damaged. If they are damaged, I will compensate you according to the price.

The young man waved his hand and said.

It doesn't matter. If it's destroyed, it's destroyed. No one wants it anyway.

Are you planning to sell this thing?

Hey, that's what I planned to do, but it's a pity that I ran to several stores and no one wanted it. The young man sighed.

Can I take a look? Lu Fei asked.

The young man was not pretentious and unfolded the scroll in front of Lu Fei.

The painting is about two square feet in size, and is a portrait of Bi Gan, the literary god of wealth, but to be fair, his painting skills are very average.

The color of the entire painting paper is extremely dark, even a little black, and it also has a strong smell of incense.

Needless to say, this statue of the God of Wealth must have been enshrined for many years.

This young man’s name is Yu Jun, and his family is engaged in demolition.

A few days ago, Yu Jun's engineering team was demolishing a shanty town and picked up this statue of the God of Wealth in a house.

Yu Jun looked at the color of the paper and thought it was an antique painting. He took it to the antique city and planned to make some pocket money. Unexpectedly, no one was willing to buy it, which made Yu Jun very depressed.

Lu Fei handed Yu Jun a cigarette and said with a smile.

Brother, my noodle shop is about to open, and I am planning to buy a statue of the God of Wealth. If you are willing, I plan to buy this portrait.

After visiting several houses, Yu Jun had lost confidence in this painting and wished that someone would take over.

So after simple negotiation, Lu Fei bought the painting for 300 yuan, and both of them were very happy.