Pirates: Build the strongest team starting from the superhuman team

Chapter 253

Hearing the word deal, the old man was a little confused.

The old man has already raised his chest and abdomen, and is ready to bargain for a long-term war of resistance, who knows that Chen Feng does not play cards according to the routine, and directly closes the deal.

Something is wrong with this little brother in front of him!

Bite!

Seeing the arrival text message on his mobile phone, the old man was convinced that Chen Feng was not joking.

Are young people so easy to deceive nowadays?

"I've already paid, and from now on, this slip is mine."

"Okay!"

The old man looked at the one million arrival information, and couldn't help but think about it, where did he care about Chen Feng, even if he took all the books and posters from the stall, it would be no problem.

This money came too easily, and sure enough, it was usually not opened, and it was opened for three years.

The old man naturally didn't know that this Yan Zhenqing calligraphy was genuine, and he actually bought it from the scrap recycling station unintentionally, because he was familiar with the owner of the scrap recycling station, and told the other party to keep and sell it to him as long as it looked like an antique.

This is also the source of most of the "antiques" in the old man's stalls.

Chen Feng put away his mobile phone and had already filmed the transaction he had just made with the old man, just in case.

After all, it is Yan Zhenqing's book worth more than one billion, and when the old man knows the truth in the future, who knows if he will want to get it back?

Be prepared.

"Little brother still has a favorite book, I can sell it to you cheaply!"

The old man finally came back to his senses, and wanted to continue to sell Chen Feng's books, looking at Chen Feng's eyes was like seeing a fat sheep.

Chen Feng shook his head, put away Yan Zhenqing's bookpost and left.

I've seen it just now, except for this Yan Zhenqing calligraphy, everything else is fake.

The news that a million people bought the book has spread far and wide, and many people look at Chen Feng with strange eyes, looking at the eyes of fools.

The old man often sets up a stall here in Panjiayuan, and as long as the locals know it, he is an old liar.

Now a pair of dilapidated bookbooks are sold for millions and sold as genuine, which makes many people envious and jealous.

There are also people who sympathize with Chen Feng's big injustice.

But no one wants to say anything, people cheat with their ability, they are troublesome, and they will make enemies.

No one wants to get into trouble, and more is better than less.

In fact, here in Panjiayuan, there are too many people who sell fake antiques like this, and almost all of the stalls are fakes.

Even the high-end things in the store are fake.

Everyone has long been accustomed to it, and they will not condemn the old man's behavior, but more envy, and they can meet fat sheep.

They want to encounter this kind of good thing too.

If you really take the plot of the ghost blowing the lamp seriously, there are so many dirt masters, digging out good things and selling them, it would be too stupid and naïve.

"Little brother."

An old man in a Tang costume walked over and stopped Chen Feng.

Chen Feng looked at the other party with a puzzled expression.

"What's the matter with the old man?"

"I just saw that you spent a million on a book poster, and I'm a little curious, and you're so sure it's the real thing?"

"No one can guarantee this kind of thing, even the treasure master will have a time to look away, but I like this book very much."

Chen Feng did not affirm or deny it, played Tai Chi and perfunctory past.

When the old man in Tang costume heard this, he thought that Chen Feng was interesting, and he had been immersed in the antique world for many years, and it was the first time he heard that he had spent such a large price to buy a book just because he liked it.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Ma."

"Really, it's Mr. Ma."

"Mr. Ma, can you help me palm my eyes?"

After the people around discovered the old man in Tang costume, they stopped one after another, very respectful.

Ma Weidou apologized: "I'm sorry, I want to talk to my little brother, next time." Someone

smiled and said: "That's right, this little brother bought Yan Zhenqing's bookpost, and Mr. Ma wants to help others palm their eyes, right?" There

was some schadenfreude tone, believing that the bookpost was fake, and after Mr. Ma told the other party the truth, he didn't know how the other party would react.

Seeing this, the old man who was not far away was a thief, and after asking the stall owner next to him to help him look after the stall, he hurriedly moistened.

I was afraid that Chen Feng would ask him to return the money.

"I run an antique shop, it's nearby, why don't you come and sit down and have a cup of tea?"

Ma Weidou invited Chen Feng.

Chen Feng felt that he was not busy anyway, and now that he had mastered the full-level antique appraisal, he was also quite interested in the antique world, so he agreed to the other party.

Following Ma Weidou, he soon came to an antique shop not far away.

There is only one middle-aged guy in the store, and although the decoration style is simple, it is full of ancient charm, as if he has left the irritable city all of a sudden, and it is natural and comfortable.

There are not many antiques in the shop, it is well kept and spotlessly clean.

Ma Weidou asked the guy to make tea, and the good Longjing just brewed out the room full of fragrance.

"Please."

Chen Feng was not polite, and after taking two sips, he nodded, and praised the good tea.

"I wonder if you can show me the book you just bought."

"Yes."

Chen Feng took out the book, generously unfolded it, and let Ma Weidou read it.

Ma Weidou first looked at the place where the calligraphy was signed "Yan Zhenqing", this name is too loud in the calligraphy world.

There are many inscriptions left by Yan Zhenqing, but there are only a few calligraphy, and some are still controversial.

Manuscript of sacrifice to nephew, self-written confession, Liu Zhong's envoy's post, Huzhou post.

Each one is priceless.

It's a pity that at present, there are only Huzhou posts, which are preserved in the Museum of the Former Officials of the Dragon Kingdom, and the other three are displaced because of the war that year.

Many calligraphers sigh at this.

When Ma Weidou saw Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy in front of him, his first reaction was not to believe it, if this was true, it was definitely priceless.

If you can pick up a priceless treasure in Panjiayuan, who will believe it?

However, when Ma Weidou looked at it for a while, his expression was solemn, and he picked up the magnifying glass and continued to look, his expression became more and more solemn.

Does this seem to be true?

How is this possible.

Due to his preconceived notions, Ma Weidou had a hard time believing that it was real and worked hard to find traces of fraud.

But no matter how hard Ma Weidou tried to find it, he put his head on the book, but he couldn't find any traces of forgery.

This....

"Little brother, your Yan Zhenqing calligraphy seems to be genuine."

"Yes."

Hearing Chen Feng's bland tone, Ma Weidou couldn't sit still, feeling that the other party was likely to see that it was genuine, so he was willing to buy it for one million.

Young people in their twenties have such good eyesight.

Ma Weidou looked at the book in front of him again, as if he had seen a beautiful woman, he couldn't take his eyes off it, and he was very greedy.

It is Yan Zhenqing's later years, a masterpiece of calligraphy, which is relatively intact, but the corners are somewhat damaged, which can be repaired.

It is definitely the only fruit left in this world, and its value is immeasurable, more valuable than other Yan Zhenqing's books.

"Little brother, I take the liberty of asking, I am willing to pay 10 million to buy this book, please cut your love!"

"Now that you've seen that it's genuine, do you think you can buy it for 10 million?"

Yes.

Not to mention 10 million, even if it is hundreds of millions, it may not be able to be bought.

Ma Weidou has a net worth of more than 100 million, unless he is willing to sell all the precious antiques in his collection and scrape together money to buy this book.

But this kind of thing is impossible, those are his treasures, and he can't live without one!