Chapter 8: 8
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Lee Ling splashed the remaining water in the cup on the street, watching Yang Bo's back as he left. He was puzzled, why would Yang Bo be together with the people who came to sell antiques?
Returning back to the shop, Jia Huairen looked at Lee Ling who was deep in thought, and laughed: "What happened? Who were you talking to just now? "
"Oh, it's Yang Bo." Lee Ling explained, but he could not help but add: "Uncle, what you say is not strange, just now, I actually saw Yang Bo chatting with the ancient painting dealer who was just walking out of our shop!"
Jia Huairen laughed: "What's wrong with that!"
Saying that, Jia Huairen's face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: What did you say just now? Yang Bo, is he Gu De Zhai's Yang Bo? He's actually with that swindler? "
Lee Ling's heart also skipped a beat, "It's Gu De Zhai's Yang Bo, they're talking!"
Jia Huairen's face was solemn as he said hatefully: "What a great Guo Bapi, to think that he would lie to me, you have gone too far! Does he really think he can get me into a trap with so many holes in it? "
"Humph!" Guo Bapi, oh Guo Bapi, I must skin him alive! " Jia Huairen muttered a few words to himself, and didn't say anymore. He once again reminded Lee Ling: "You better not speak of this matter to that Yang Bo. In the future, stay away from him, and don't be sold off by others without knowing it!"
Lee Ling also thought of all these, and when he thought that his uncle would very likely be deceived by Yang Bo in partnership with his boss, he became very angry, thinking that it was all in vain as he had always treated you as his brother!
"..."
Yang Bo naturally did not know about this. He brought the middle-aged man to the bank and simple signed the transfer contract. Then, he transferred 50,000 yuan to the other party.
The fifty thousand dollars that he had just obtained disappeared in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, he did not call his home, and the Brocade Box in his arms made him feel at ease. He only hoped that this painting could bring him good luck!
Gu De Zhai, Bo Gu Zhai, these were the first things that had to be eliminated. There were many antique shops nearby, but there were few that could be trusted. In the early morning of this day, when he followed Assistant Curator Qu to Bo Gu Zhai, he was almost tricked by Jia Huairen and the other two old fellows.
After thinking for a while, Yang Bo still decided to give it a try at the shop of the Fish-Basket-Shaped Vase. After all, the place had already established his professional image, and the Boss Liu probably wouldn't dare to act excessively.
When Yang Bo walked in, there was no one else in the shop. The Boss Liu sat in the hall drinking tea while the shop assistant lay on the table and dozed off.
Seeing Yang Bo walk in, the Boss Liu was first shocked, then immediately smiled. The ones who could bring in business were all the God of Fortune, "Oh, Yang, do you have some good stuff on your hands?"
Yang Bo nodded and put the box down, "Take a look first, we'll talk later!"
"Alright!" The Boss Liu laughed, and instructed the shop assistant, "The tea in the teapot is too light, go brew a pot of good tea!"
The shop assistant looked at Yang Bo strangely, not knowing why the boss had a new level of respect for this young man.
Yang Bo laughed, it turned out that all the rules were the same, there was a difference between tea leaves and good tea leaves.
He opened the box, took out the scroll and spread another layer of cloth on the table. Only then did he place the scroll onto the table, slowly unfurl it, and when he looked at it, he felt a clean and quiet buddhist intent, and couldn't help but exclaim.
Yang Bo sat at the side and carefully savored the tea. When he came over in the early morning, he was nervous and restless, and was not in the mood to taste the tea, as he had already made up his mind. As he sipped the tea, he looked back at the furnishings in the shop.
In the past, Yang Bo had observed the customers who came to sell antiques in detail. Everyone had different identities, and every person's performance was different, the farmers were usually nervous as they looked around, their eyes were not focused on anything; the cunning swindlers were calm when they came in, and even when they talked with each other, they would talk and laugh, making people unable to tell what they were talking about. It was just that the cunning aura of the merchants did not dissipate, and lastly, the Collector s were the ones with the most temperament, who could make Guo Bapi speechless with every word they said.
Yang Bo had previously imagined himself to be someone from the Collector, holding a heavy weapon in his hands, while playing with the bronze jade artifact and art in his hands. When he opened his mouth, although it was not as brilliant as a golden lotus, it was still enough to make people admire him.
Thinking about it, Boss Liu had already sat back down, "Yang, you are really efficient, did you get this painting this afternoon?"
Yang Bo laughed, and did not deny it, "Laoji, Jiu Qiu, Named Shi Xi, is one of the Qing Si monks. This painting is very stable and complicated, the scenery is not unique, but you can see how profound it is, and it is also extraordinary in the ordinary world."
Seeing that Yang Bo only talked about painting and nothing else, the Boss Liu was naturally unwilling to speak of anything else. He was also secretly surprised, and did not know which clan had groomed such a weirdo, "Indeed, the monk Huang Gong Wang, Wang Meng, is closer to Wang Meng. "His drawing style is strict, his brushwork is vigorous, and he likes to use a bald brush to wipe away the ink, layer upon layer of shampooing, heavy but not stagnant, heavy yet not stagnant, heavy and dense. He is skilled in writing ordinary scenes, and he sees serenely and deeply."
Yang Bo laughed and took a sip of the tea.
Boss Liu's face turned serious, "Yang, you should know that this painting is different from the Fish-Basket-Shaped Vase s, we are not interested in going out of our way, this street is filled with shops, many things are well-known, everyone has heard of it."
At first, Yang Bo did not understand the meaning behind those words, but after some thought, he understood that the other party suspected that he was a thief!
It made Yang Bo feel helpless. However, he could not reveal his identity, could it be that he had to tell the other party that he was just an associate of an antique shop? Would he still be able to treat the other party as an equal? If the mysterious feeling surrounding his identity disappeared, he would suffer a huge loss. After all, if the other party did not understand his identity, he would not dare to give a low price!
"Don't worry Boss Liu, I never do unorthodox techniques, and the items in my hands are just as important. Because the price given by Boss Liu is suitable, I have to come here multiple times." Yang Bo explained.
— — The content is from [Mick Read]
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Lee Ling splashed the remaining water in the cup on the street, watching Yang Bo's back as he left. He was puzzled, why would Yang Bo be together with the people who came to sell antiques?
Returning back to the shop, Jia Huairen looked at Lee Ling who was deep in thought, and laughed: "What happened? Who were you talking to just now? "
"Oh, it's Yang Bo." Lee Ling explained, but he could not help but add: "Uncle, what you say is not strange, just now, I actually saw Yang Bo chatting with the ancient painting dealer who was just walking out of our shop!"
Jia Huairen laughed: "What's wrong with that!"
Saying that, Jia Huairen's face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: What did you say just now? Yang Bo, is he Gu De Zhai's Yang Bo? He's actually with that swindler? "
Lee Ling's heart also skipped a beat, "It's Gu De Zhai's Yang Bo, they're talking!"
Jia Huairen's face was solemn as he said hatefully: "What a great Guo Bapi, to think that he would lie to me, you have gone too far! Does he really think he can get me into a trap with so many holes in it? "
"Humph!" Guo Bapi, oh Guo Bapi, I must skin him alive! " Jia Huairen muttered a few words to himself, and didn't say anymore. He once again reminded Lee Ling: "You better not speak of this matter to that Yang Bo. In the future, stay away from him, and don't be sold off by others without knowing it!"
Lee Ling also thought of all these, and when he thought that his uncle would very likely be deceived by Yang Bo in partnership with his boss, he became very angry, thinking that it was all in vain as he had always treated you as his brother!
"..."
Yang Bo naturally did not know about this. He brought the middle-aged man to the bank and simple signed the transfer contract. Then, he transferred 50,000 yuan to the other party.
The fifty thousand dollars that he had just obtained disappeared in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, he did not call his home, and the Brocade Box in his arms made him feel at ease. He only hoped that this painting could bring him good luck!
Gu De Zhai, Bo Gu Zhai, these were the first things that had to be eliminated. There were many antique shops nearby, but there were few that could be trusted. In the early morning of this day, when he followed Assistant Curator Qu to Bo Gu Zhai, he was almost tricked by Jia Huairen and the other two old fellows.
After thinking for a while, Yang Bo still decided to give it a try at the shop of the Fish-Basket-Shaped Vase. After all, the place had already established his professional image, and the Boss Liu probably wouldn't dare to act excessively.
When Yang Bo walked in, there was no one else in the shop. The Boss Liu sat in the hall drinking tea while the shop assistant lay on the table and dozed off.
Seeing Yang Bo walk in, the Boss Liu was first shocked, then immediately smiled. The ones who could bring in business were all the God of Fortune, "Oh, Yang, do you have some good stuff on your hands?"
Yang Bo nodded and put the box down, "Take a look first, we'll talk later!"
"Alright!" The Boss Liu laughed, and instructed the shop assistant, "The tea in the teapot is too light, go brew a pot of good tea!"
The shop assistant looked at Yang Bo strangely, not knowing why the boss had a new level of respect for this young man.
Yang Bo laughed, it turned out that all the rules were the same, there was a difference between tea leaves and good tea leaves.
He opened the box, took out the scroll and spread another layer of cloth on the table. Only then did he place the scroll onto the table, slowly unfurl it, and when he looked at it, he felt a clean and quiet buddhist intent, and couldn't help but exclaim.
Yang Bo sat at the side and carefully savored the tea. When he came over in the early morning, he was nervous and restless, and was not in the mood to taste the tea, as he had already made up his mind. As he sipped the tea, he looked back at the furnishings in the shop.
In the past, Yang Bo had observed the customers who came to sell antiques in detail. Everyone had different identities, and every person's performance was different, the farmers were usually nervous as they looked around, their eyes were not focused on anything; the cunning swindlers were calm when they came in, and even when they talked with each other, they would talk and laugh, making people unable to tell what they were talking about. It was just that the cunning aura of the merchants did not dissipate, and lastly, the Collector s were the ones with the most temperament, who could make Guo Bapi speechless with every word they said.
Yang Bo had previously imagined himself to be someone from the Collector, holding a heavy weapon in his hands, while playing with the bronze jade artifact and art in his hands. When he opened his mouth, although it was not as brilliant as a golden lotus, it was still enough to make people admire him.
Thinking about it, Boss Liu had already sat back down, "Yang, you are really efficient, did you get this painting this afternoon?"
Yang Bo laughed, and did not deny it, "Laoji, Jiu Qiu, Named Shi Xi, is one of the Qing Si monks. This painting is very stable and complicated, the scenery is not unique, but you can see how profound it is, and it is also extraordinary in the ordinary world."
Seeing that Yang Bo only talked about painting and nothing else, the Boss Liu was naturally unwilling to speak of anything else. He was also secretly surprised, and did not know which clan had groomed such a weirdo, "Indeed, the monk Huang Gong Wang, Wang Meng, is closer to Wang Meng. "His drawing style is strict, his brushwork is vigorous, and he likes to use a bald brush to wipe away the ink, layer upon layer of shampooing, heavy but not stagnant, heavy yet not stagnant, heavy and dense. He is skilled in writing ordinary scenes, and he sees serenely and deeply."
Yang Bo laughed and took a sip of the tea.
Boss Liu's face turned serious, "Yang, you should know that this painting is different from the Fish-Basket-Shaped Vase s, we are not interested in going out of our way, this street is filled with shops, many things are well-known, everyone has heard of it."
At first, Yang Bo did not understand the meaning behind those words, but after some thought, he understood that the other party suspected that he was a thief!
It made Yang Bo feel helpless. However, he could not reveal his identity, could it be that he had to tell the other party that he was just an associate of an antique shop? Would he still be able to treat the other party as an equal? If the mysterious feeling surrounding his identity disappeared, he would suffer a huge loss. After all, if the other party did not understand his identity, he would not dare to give a low price!
"Don't worry Boss Liu, I never do unorthodox techniques, and the items in my hands are just as important. Because the price given by Boss Liu is suitable, I have to come here multiple times." Yang Bo explained.
— — The content is from [Mick Read]
Lee Ling splashed the remaining water in the cup on the street, watching Yang Bo's back as he left. He was puzzled, why would Yang Bo be together with the people who came to sell antiques?Returning back to the shop, Jia Huairen looked at Lee Ling who was deep in thought, and laughed: "What happened? Who were you talking to just now? ""Oh, it's Yang Bo." Lee Ling explained, but he could not help but add: "Uncle, what you say is not strange, just now, I actually saw Yang Bo chatting with the ancient painting dealer who was just walking out of our shop!"Jia Huairen laughed: "What's wrong with that!"Saying that, Jia Huairen's face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: What did you say just now? Yang Bo, is he Gu De Zhai's Yang Bo? He's actually with that swindler? "Lee Ling's heart also skipped a beat, "It's Gu De Zhai's Yang Bo, they're talking!"Jia Huairen's face was solemn as he said hatefully: "What a great Guo Bapi, to think that he would lie to me, you have gone too far! Does he really think he can get me into a trap with so many holes in it? ""Humph!" Guo Bapi, oh Guo Bapi, I must skin him alive! " Jia Huairen muttered a few words to himself, and didn't say anymore. He once again reminded Lee Ling: "You better not speak of this matter to that Yang Bo. In the future, stay away from him, and don't be sold off by others without knowing it!"Lee Ling also thought of all these, and when he thought that his uncle would very likely be deceived by Yang Bo in partnership with his boss, he became very angry, thinking that it was all in vain as he had always treated you as his brother!"..."Yang Bo naturally did not know about this. He brought the middle-aged man to the bank and simple signed the transfer contract. Then, he transferred 50,000 yuan to the other party.The fifty thousand dollars that he had just obtained disappeared in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, he did not call his home, and the Brocade Box in his arms made him feel at ease. He only hoped that this painting could bring him good luck!Gu De Zhai, Bo Gu Zhai, these were the first things that had to be eliminated. There were many antique shops nearby, but there were few that could be trusted. In the early morning of this day, when he followed Assistant Curator Qu to Bo Gu Zhai, he was almost tricked by Jia Huairen and the other two old fellows.After thinking for a while, Yang Bo still decided to give it a try at the shop of the Fish-Basket-Shaped Vase. After all, the place had already established his professional image, and the Boss Liu probably wouldn't dare to act excessively.When Yang Bo walked in, there was no one else in the shop. The Boss Liu sat in the hall drinking tea while the shop assistant lay on the table and dozed off.Seeing Yang Bo walk in, the Boss Liu was first shocked, then immediately smiled. The ones who could bring in business were all the God of Fortune, "Oh, Yang, do you have some good stuff on your hands?"Yang Bo nodded and put the box down, "Take a look first, we'll talk later!""Alright!" The Boss Liu laughed, and instructed the shop assistant, "The tea in the teapot is too light, go brew a pot of good tea!"The shop assistant looked at Yang Bo strangely, not knowing why the boss had a new level of respect for this young man.Yang Bo laughed, it turned out that all the rules were the same, there was a difference between tea leaves and good tea leaves.He opened the box, took out the scroll and spread another layer of cloth on the table. Only then did he place the scroll onto the table, slowly unfurl it, and when he looked at it, he felt a clean and quiet buddhist intent, and couldn't help but exclaim.Yang Bo sat at the side and carefully savored the tea. When he came over in the early morning, he was nervous and restless, and was not in the mood to taste the tea, as he had already made up his mind. As he sipped the tea, he looked back at the furnishings in the shop.In the past, Yang Bo had observed the customers who came to sell antiques in detail. Everyone had different identities, and every person's performance was different, the farmers were usually nervous as they looked around, their eyes were not focused on anything; the cunning swindlers were calm when they came in, and even when they talked with each other, they would talk and laugh, making people unable to tell what they were talking about. It was just that the cunning aura of the merchants did not dissipate, and lastly, the Collector s were the ones with the most temperament, who could make Guo Bapi speechless with every word they said.Yang Bo had previously imagined himself to be someone from the Collector, holding a heavy weapon in his hands, while playing with the bronze jade artifact and art in his hands. When he opened his mouth, although it was not as brilliant as a golden lotus, it was still enough to make people admire him.Thinking about it, Boss Liu had already sat back down, "Yang, you are really efficient, did you get this painting this afternoon?"Yang Bo laughed, and did not deny it, "Laoji, Jiu Qiu, Named Shi Xi, is one of the Qing Si monks. This painting is very stable and complicated, the scenery is not unique, but you can see how profound it is, and it is also extraordinary in the ordinary world."Seeing that Yang Bo only talked about painting and nothing else, the Boss Liu was naturally unwilling to speak of anything else. He was also secretly surprised, and did not know which clan had groomed such a weirdo, "Indeed, the monk Huang Gong Wang, Wang Meng, is closer to Wang Meng. "His drawing style is strict, his brushwork is vigorous, and he likes to use a bald brush to wipe away the ink, layer upon layer of shampooing, heavy but not stagnant, heavy yet not stagnant, heavy and dense. He is skilled in writing ordinary scenes, and he sees serenely and deeply."Yang Bo laughed and took a sip of the tea.Boss Liu's face turned serious, "Yang, you should know that this painting is different from the Fish-Basket-Shaped Vase s, we are not interested in going out of our way, this street is filled with shops, many things are well-known, everyone has heard of it."At first, Yang Bo did not understand the meaning behind those words, but after some thought, he understood that the other party suspected that he was a thief!It made Yang Bo feel helpless. However, he could not reveal his identity, could it be that he had to tell the other party that he was just an associate of an antique shop? Would he still be able to treat the other party as an equal? If the mysterious feeling surrounding his identity disappeared, he would suffer a huge loss. After all, if the other party did not understand his identity, he would not dare to give a low price!"Don't worry Boss Liu, I never do unorthodox techniques, and the items in my hands are just as important. Because the price given by Boss Liu is suitable, I have to come here multiple times." Yang Bo explained. The content is from Mick Read
