Omnipotent Data

Cheng Nuo hesitated for a while, wondering if he should be this middle-aged man. The painting he bought was actually a fake.

Tell me, but just now he said that this painting is so fake that it is impossible for anyone to buy it. The middle-aged man came up directly and bought this painting without saying anything. He just slapped his face.

Don't tell, watching him deceived like this makes his conscience a little bit difficult.

Forget it!

As an outstanding socialist youth, it is his duty to save people from fire and water. How could you just watch others fall into the fire pit because of a little bitter hatred?

Therefore, when Cheng Nuo saw the chubby boss not paying attention to this side, he leaned to the middle-aged man and whispered, "Sir, don't you think the painting you sold is fake?"

"Fake? How could it be possible!" The middle-aged man showed a hint of astonishment on his face, and then looked suspiciously at Cheng Nuo, "Who are you? How did you tell me this?"

Cheng Nuo said, "I am also a customer in this store! Isn't it because you are going to be cheated, so come here to remind you kindly!"

"Then how do you know this painting is fake? This painting was painted by Wu Daozi's apprentice Wu Erzi!" The middle-aged man continued to ask.

Cheng Nuo touched his chin, smiled faintly, as if he looked like a world-famous person, "Actually, I am not afraid to tell you, I am the 66th generation heir of the Cheng family, an antique appraiser family. Any antiques in front of me, I just need At a glance, you can judge his authenticity. This painting is definitely not made by Wu Daozi's apprentice. It is an undoubted fake!"

"Ha ha!"

The middle-aged man obviously didn't believe Cheng Nuo's nonsense.

He glanced at Cheng Nuo with a bad look, "I said, you kid, did you also like this ancient painting?"

Cheng Nuo's expression was taken aback by the middle-aged man's words.

What the hell? Do I mean this?

Cheng Nuo’s stupefied expression was caught by the middle-aged man, thinking that his guess was correct, so he continued to speak, “You also saw this ancient painting, but you saw that I bought it first, so I wanted to use this method. Let me give up, and then you...secretly buy the painting."

This reason...yes!

The middle-aged man instantly felt possessed by Holmes.

Under the middle-aged man's gaze that had already seen everything, Cheng Nuo seemed helpless.

These days... It's hard for a good person to do it!

Cheng Nuo wanted to open his mouth, but was interrupted by the middle-aged man's next words.

"I know what you want to say, but today, this Wu Erzi's words, I have to decide! Don't say it is 10,000, even if it is 100,000, I will take it!"

The middle-aged man patted his briefcase, looking innocent.

It's not saved, it's really not saved...

"All right, you go, you are free." Cheng Nuo shrugged, spreading his hands, acting as you please.

"Come, sir, your old painting, please take it."

At this time, the chubby boss gave the wrapped ancient painting to the middle-aged man.

"Boss, thank you, I will come to you next time!"

The middle-aged man took it with a smile, glanced at Cheng Nuo obliquely, and proudly raised the ancient painting in his hand.

Then, he left the shop as if taking a big advantage.

A week later, in a certain district.

A middle-aged man was holding an ancient painting, crying dimly, crying, horrible.

Tears of regret, unstoppable, flowed from the corner of his eyes.

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Of course, these are just things to follow, so I won't mention them for now.

On Cheng Nuo's side, he was a little upset by the middle-aged man, and continued to identify the authenticity of each painting on the wall one by one.

However, the result is as expected by Cheng Nuo.

On the four walls, Cheng Nuo took five or six minutes to look at all the dozen paintings on one of the walls, and there was really no authentic product.

The earliest paintings were all imitated after the 21st century.

Cheng Nuo's identification is very fast.

Although dissuading the middle-aged man from wasting some time midway, when Fang Lian had just identified one wall, Cheng Nuo had already identified all the ancient paintings on three walls.

"So fast?" Fang Lian couldn't help being surprised when he saw Cheng Nuo's speed.

She really did not expect that Cheng Nuo's identification speed would be more than twice as fast as hers.

"That is." Cheng Nuo smiled triumphantly, "Man, what I'm after is speed! I'm the man called the little cheetah in the second middle school!"

Fang Lian twitched his lips, "Forget it, let's not talk about it. How is it, have you found the authentic product?"

Cheng Nuo shook his head and smiled bitterly, "No, Quante is fake!"

"It's the same on my side." Fang Lian pouted helplessly.

"Go ask the boss and see if there are any private goods in his store."

Fang Lian said, and walked to the boss who was sitting on the counter and counting the money happily.

"Why, which calligraphy and painting did you two fancy?" the chubby boss asked enthusiastically.

"No." Fang Lian shook his head lightly, and slowly asked, "Boss, we don’t like the calligraphy and paintings on the wall in your store. I don’t know... if there are other calligraphy and paintings in your store. ?"

"Oh?" said the chubby boss, "what kind of calligraphy and painting do the two want?"

"Just...is there any kind of private goods?" Fang Lian asked tentatively.

The chubby boss gave them an ambiguous look, "You guys, really want to see the private goods in this store?"

"Well, boss, take us to see, if there are suitable, we will sell a few." Cheng Nuo took over.

"Well then, come with me."

The boss led Cheng Nuo to the second floor of the Golden Palace Pavilion and opened a small compartment.

The room is very dim, so you can't see the scene inside from outside the door.

"Come in, there is what you want in it." The chubby boss smiled and walked into the house first.

Cheng Nuo and Fang Lian gave each other a suspicious look, and then entered this small compartment one after another.

Wow!

The boss opened the thick curtain covering the window, and the whole house instantly became transparent and bright.

The scene in the room also appeared in the eyes of Cheng Nuo and Fang Lian.

Next second...

The eyes of the two were instantly replaced by a thick shocking color!

Erotica pictures, all **** pictures!

The whole room, on the walls, are all pictures of erotica!

Those who are dressed, those who are not. Each dynasty, various postures, can be said to be everything.

The chubby boss said with a smile, "Two, how about it, are my treasured private goods not bad?"

Not bad? Not bad wool!

Cheng Nuo's heart at this time was stubborn.

Let Cheng Nuo, a virgin who has been single for more than ten years, look at these things, it is simply torturing him!

"I don't know which one you two want? These are all collected over the years. If the two really like it, I will not hesitate to cut love." The boss continued.

This kind of calligraphy...should not be true, right?

Cheng Nuo, with the mentality of finishing things early~www.readwn.com~, simply scanned the dozens of **** pictures on the wall.

"It is 71.24 centimeters long,...produced in August 2004!"

"Long... produced in May 2011!"

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More than a dozen consecutive paintings are fake, which has almost made Cheng Nuo lose his patience.

At this moment, a set of data appeared in Cheng Nuo's eyes.

"It is 68.54 cm long, 32.01 cm wide, and 0.14 mm thick. It was produced in May 841!"

Damn it!

There is really...the real thing in it? !

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PS: School starts tomorrow, and I have to take the train for a day. The update will be held in the evening.