flstandardbreds Chapter 108 is so exciting
Chapter 108 is so exciting
Although some parts are dilapidated, it is generally well preserved.
"Could this be a body of water? Then this area is an island?"
Lin Fan pointed to a point on the map and asked.
"It certainly seems to be the case."
Shen Wei took a closer look and nodded in agreement.
"Brother Fan, if you really want to go on an adventure, you must take me with you. I love the pursuit of excitement the most."
"no problem."
Lin Fan agreed without hesitation, and then carefully put the animal skin away.
He planned to study it slowly after returning home.
From the moment he got the animal skin, he felt his blood boiling.
No wonder everyone is eager to find a bargain, the feeling is so exciting.
Not long after, he stopped in front of another stall, holding a painting in his hand and examining it carefully.
"This painting has spiritual energy... The person who can create such a work is definitely not an ordinary person."
Just when Lin Fan was about to ask about the price of the painting, someone suddenly interrupted.
"I want this painting!"
Lin Fan frowned. How could someone dare to snatch things from him?
He turned around and saw a fancy-dressed young man appeared beside him, holding a folding fan in his hand and pretending to fan himself.
"Do you understand first come first served?"
Before Lin Fan could speak, Shen Wei took the lead and refuted him bluntly.
"Rules? Haha, have you paid? Why can't I buy it before the bill is settled? Whoever bids the highest will get the painting, understand?"
The young man casually flicked his folding fan and closed it.
"Boss, how can I sell this painting?"
"This young master has a really good eye. This is Tang Yin's own painting."
The stall owner was smiling from ear to ear, as if he had found a treasure.
"Three hundred dollars."
"Tang Yin?"
Hearing the stall owner's words, Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the Tang Yin the stall owner was talking about was Tang Bohu.
He took a look at the signature on the painting, and hey, it really did say "Tang Yin".
"It is indeed Tang Bohu's authentic work."
Lin Fan was secretly delighted. If it wasn't genuine, how could it contain spiritual energy?
"It's only three million. Let me take a look at the painting first."
The young man put the fan behind his neck and reached out to take the painting.
"Did I say I gave up?"
Lin Fan glanced at him and said lightly.
He was determined to obtain the authentic work of Tang Bohu.
Being able to buy Tang Bohu's painting for three million, this feeling of finding a bargain... is so exciting!
"I said I want to buy this painting. Are you deaf?"
The young man widened his eyes and looked Lin Fan up and down.
"Can you come up with three million?"
"Who are you looking down on? Don't look down on others!"
Shen Wei's anger was rising.
"Hey, hey, hey, everyone, stop arguing. Since you all like this painting, things will be easy. There's only one of this painting, so whoever bids the highest will get it. How about that?"
The stall owner hurried out to mediate, fearing that the business would fail.
"Needless to say, how valuable is a genuine Tang Yin painting? Once you buy one, you can resell it and make a killing."
Although the stall owner's words seem superficial and even make people feel that their IQ is being insulted, in the face of greedy desires, reason is often defeated.
Even if you think "why doesn't the stall owner resell it at a higher price himself", greed will make people deceive themselves and think that they are the smartest people in the world and that they should make the money themselves.
Or, they might think that the stall owner is deceiving them and has no idea that this is an authentic work.
Otherwise, why would such a price be offered?
As long as you can buy this painting, you will get a great bargain!
The antique business is often a psychological battle.
Both the buyer and the seller think that they are the smartest and the other party is stupid.
"Brother Fan, why do I feel like this guy is a shill?"
Shen Wei muttered quietly to the side, "How could an authentic Tang Yin painting appear in a place like this? And it's being auctioned off? Isn't this clearly an invitation for us to make impulse purchases and pay a high price?"
Lin Fan chuckled after hearing this and said calmly, "Don't worry, let's just play with them for a while and see how this drama plays out."
He didn't care if the flamboyant young man was a shill. As long as the painting was an authentic Tang Yin, he was confident he could get it. "As long as it's Tang Yin's, I wouldn't bat an eye even if it was ten million, not to mention three million."
The young man shouted arrogantly, "Wait a minute, I'll get someone to inspect this painting. If it's authentic, I'll buy it!" The stall owner looked calm and said, "Okay, I'll inspect it, but after that, the price won't be the same as it is now."
Lin Fan looked at the stall owner with a determined gaze: "Three million, how about selling it to me now?"
The stall owner was secretly delighted. He had only spent 30,000 yuan on the painting, and now he could sell it for a hundred times that much. It was truly a windfall. But just as he was about to agree, the young man suddenly flung open his folding fan and said proudly, "Boss, if the painting is real, I'll give you 6 million!"
"Six million?" The stall owner's heartbeat quickened. Although the painting was a high-quality imitation, it was difficult for ordinary people to distinguish. If he could make an extra three million by verifying it, the temptation was irresistible.
The stall owner tried to persuade Lin Fan: "Brother, wait until the people have inspected it, then you can buy it with confidence. Whoever bids the highest will get it. How about that?"
Lin Fan smiled faintly, secretly sighing at the greed of human nature. "Who knows if you're all in the same group?" Shen Wei snorted in dissatisfaction.
"What are you saying? I, Zhao Laosan, am well-known for my honesty on this street," the stall owner hastily explained. "I don't even know this young man. Lying is a crime you'll be struck by lightning!"
"If you don't have money, don't waste time here." The young man glanced at Lin Fan with contempt. He was confident that the painting was most likely authentic, otherwise he would not have offered double the price.
"Okay, I'll see how you check the paintings." Lin Fan thought for a moment and gently put the painting back on the stall.
The young man immediately snatched the painting and examined it carefully, becoming even more convinced that it was authentic. "Quick, go get Mr. Qian!" he hurriedly ordered his men.
Soon, an elderly man slowly approached. The stall owner's face suddenly changed upon seeing the newcomer—it was Elder Qian! His heart tightened, and he secretly thought, "This is not good." If it were any other expert, he might still have a glimmer of hope, but Elder Qian's status in Ancheng's antiques circle is unmatched.
"Mr. Qian, take a look, I found an authentic painting by Tang Yin!" The young man eagerly showed the painting to Mr. Qian.
Mr. Qian frowned slightly, thinking the boy was too impetuous. Even if it was an authentic work, such publicity would only cause the seller to raise the price. "Mr. Qian," the stall owner said, still feeling a surge of regret. If Mr. Qian identified it as a fake, the painting would be worthless.
His only hope now was that this high-quality imitation painting could deceive Mr. Qian's eyes. If successful, the painting's value would soar to millions!