Becoming rich starts with a street stall

After listening to Zhang Shan's discussion, Chen Dong couldn't help but said: "I don't think it is necessarily."

After Chen Dong finished speaking, Zhang Shan looked at him with a smile and said, "Oh? Little brother, don't you understand Bada Shanren's flower and bird paintings?"

Chen Dong: "I can't talk about it, but I think this painting is a fake."

The current situation is interesting. Zhang Shan, a disciple of Lengshan, thinks this painting is an authentic painting of Badashanren, while Chen Dong from Zhang Qingfeng thinks that this painting is a fake.You must know that whether it is Zhang Qingfeng or Lengshan, those people in Jingzhou Antique Street are recognized in the circle. Now their disciples are fighting, naturally they have attracted the interest of many people in the circle. Come over.

Zhang Shan: "Little brother, since you said this painting is a fake, please give your basis."

Seeing more and more people around him, Zhang Shan deliberately raised his voice and said.

Chen Dong shook his head: "I have said that I don't understand this, I just feel it."

After Chen Dong finished speaking, Zhang Shan laughed.

"Feeling? Hahaha, you are so funny, there are still feelings in our business, haha."

Seeing Zhang Shan's appearance of beating, Chen Dong really wanted to go up and kick him to death with a big mouth, but after thinking about it, he resisted the urge.

"call....."

He took a deep breath of fresh air, suppressed his mood and said with a smile: "Since you said it is a genuine product, I said it is a fake, how about we make a bet?"

"bet?"

Interesting, everyone around me is very excited.Since it is a bet, it is bound to involve a bet. Both people are celebrities in the collection world, and their disciples are betting in a disguised form that two people are betting.

"Bet? What did you say to bet?"

Zhang Shan asked back.

Naturally, Chen Dong would not be so boring that he would kowtow and apologize when he lost a bet like a child, and he would not be able to gamble for money.

"Well, if I lose, I will buy this painting and give it to your master. If I win, you will also buy this painting and give it to Professor Zhang." Chen Dong said.

After Chen Dong finished speaking, Zhang Qingfeng's expression changed.

You have to know that if this is an authentic piece of the Bada Shanren, it would cost at least tens of millions. Chen Dong, this kid, dare to say that it was bought and given to the other party.Obviously, this bet is to find a loss.Even if he wins, what someone else sends in the end is a fake. Is this kid stupid?

"Good! Deal."

Just as Chen Dong's voice fell, Zhang Shan's voice rang, as if he was afraid of Chen Dong's change.

The onlookers are basically people in the circle. Many people have seen this painting before, and most people still stand on Zhang Shan's side.It should be understood that this painting basically has the characteristics that Badashan people should have, and there are people who have specially seen the rice paper mounted on the painting. The age is extremely old, so it can be seen that this is absolutely authentic.

As soon as Chen Dong's bet was said, 100% of the people thought Chen Dong was a big fool. If this bet was said, wouldn't his mind be kicked by a donkey?

Now that there is a gambling agreement, there must be a referee.

And the manager of this private club is undoubtedly the best referee for this bet.

It didn't take much time for someone to do something good and call the manager.

Seeing so many people standing in the highest-standard exhibition hall, and all of them are bigwigs in the circle, this made the manager a little frightened.

Although he is the manager of the clubhouse, he is just working for the real backstage boss.

Don't make any trouble.

Manager Zhao Fan muttered in his heart.

Leng Shan saw Zhao Fan coming and said, "Xiao Zhao, you are here just right. Is this Bada Shanren flower and bird painting a real or a fake?"

All eyes are now on Zhao Fan, which means that his words will directly determine who Zhang Shan and Chen Dong win.

Zhao Fan wiped his forehead and walked to the side of the painting.

"Master Leng, are you seeing this painting?"

Zhao Fan is naturally no stranger to Lengshan, he often mixes in this circle, and he naturally needs to know these famous people. Besides, there is a big auction in the antique market every year, and Lengshan is often the protagonist of the auction. .

Zhang Qingfeng also spoke: "Manager Zhao, can you please tell everyone, is this painting a genuine or a fake?"

Zhao Fan is naturally no stranger to Zhang Qingfeng.

Now everyone is looking at Zhao Fan, waiting for his final sentence.

There are many guild halls like this in Jingzhou. Naturally, everyone will not worry about what the guild hall will do. You have to know that behind the meeting hall in Jingzhou are people with good looks, word of mouth is naturally very important.

Of course, it is impossible for all the exhibits in the hall to be genuine. Even if it is a fake, the hall will inform the buyer in advance.

Zhao Fan looked at Zhang Qingfeng.

"Chairman Zhang, Lord Leng, please wait a while, I will call the boss to verify."

After speaking, Zhao Fan took the phone and walked out.

Passerby: "I think 80% of them are authentic. You look at the technique and the poem on the painting."

Passer-by: "I think so. I saw Bada Shanren's paintings at an auction before. There must be no fakes."

Passerby C: "I think Chairman Zhang is about to lose this time."

When everyone was talking about it, Zhao Fan hurried back.

Although I don't know why these big men care about this painting so much, Zhao Fan honestly reported the incident to his boss.

The boss on the phone naturally told him what to do.

"I'm sorry everyone, I kept everyone waiting. The boss was on vacation abroad, so the phone call got through several times."

Returning to the exhibition hall, Zhao Fan said with an excuse.

"Zhao Fan, is this painting genuine or fake?"

Zhang Shan couldn't help asking.

Zhao Fan smiled: "Mr. Zhang, don't worry. I asked the boss just now. The boss wants to ask who said this painting is a fake."

Chen Dong: "It's me."

Looking at Chen Dong's somewhat unfamiliar faces, Zhao Fan searched carefully in his mind and never figured out which character it was.

"Who is this?"

"My name is Chen Dong, I am a student of Professor Zhang."

"professor Zhang?"

Zhang Qingfeng's face sank: "I invited him to come, can't it?"

Zhao Fan hurriedly gave a smile: "I'm sorry, Chairman Zhang, of course, of course. Our boss wants to ask President Chen, why do you say this painting is a fake?"

Chen Dong "........."

This particular meow circled for a big meal and came back.

Chen Dong: "Is this important?"

Zhao Fan nodded: "Our boss really wants to know."

Chen Dong: "Well, when I heard Professor Zhang talk about Bada Shanren, he said that there are not many ink spots and tears. His style pursues simplicity. Usually, one stroke can be drawn without a second stroke."

What Chen Dong said was what Zhang Qingfeng said before. After speaking, everyone nodded.Bada Shanren is indeed this style.

Chen Dong went on to say: "But everyone hasn't noticed that there is one extra thing in this painting."

After Chen Dong finished speaking, everyone was taken aback.