"Um?"

"For 5,000 yuan, you would rather buy a fake than a genuine one. You also treat the fake as a treasure. Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey when you went out this morning?"

When Ding Ning heard this, he turned around and said in a deep voice, "If you don't buy your calligraphy and paintings, you will attack me personally? What are you wrong with it? If you don't collect the treasures in your hand, you will sell them to others as junk. Do you think I am stupid or are you stupid?"

"Baby? You won't say this thing is a baby, right?" The shop owner immediately laughed wildly, as if he was laughing at a fool, and continued, "Boy, the person who took the baby from my weasel has not been born yet!"

The owner of this store is named Huang, and he is also very frightened and has a very poor character and is extremely cunning. Everyone in the antique market calls him a weasel.

Ding Ning raised the scroll in his hand and said, "Yes, the baby I'm talking about is him, but you didn't see it."

The weasel's eyes rolled and his face was treacherously said, "I don't believe it, but judging by your confident look, how about we bet?"

The weasel has been in the antique market for at least twenty years. No matter how bad his vision is, it is impossible to misunderstand it. In addition, this calligraphy and painting was identified by experts. How could it be a treasure?

Ding Ning felt it was necessary to deal with such a profiteer and continued, "Go a bet if you bet, what kind of gambling do you think?"

When the weasel heard this, he looked happy. This kid could not be fooled no matter how he seduced him. It would be wonderful to win a sum of money by betting.

The weasel immediately said, "Prove that this painting is a treasure. If I lose, I will give you 200,000. If not, you will give me 200,000."

In the eyes of the weasel, Ding Ning is just a silly and cute little fat sheep. How can you not take this great opportunity to bite him?

"Okay, but nothing is left to say. Let's make a deposit first, so we won't be able to pay back the debt."

"No! I, Yan, are your witnesses!"

After the words came, Yan Shichao appeared at the door of the calligraphy and painting shop, wearing a long robe, and stroking his beard with a smile.

"Old Yan! Why are you here?" The weasel immediately greeted Yan Shichao.

"Old Yan! Long time no see!" Ding Ning bowed to Yan Shichao, then pulled a chair and asked him to sit down.

The weasel looked puzzled. Could it be that this young man knows Yan Shichao?

"Brother Ding Ning, can I see the calligraphy and paintings on your hand?" said Mr. Yan.

"Yes." Ding Ning handed over the calligraphy and paintings in his hand, and Yan Shichao immediately expanded to see.

After a moment, Yan Shichao frowned and said, "Brother Ding Ning, I, Yan, advised me, it would be better if you don't fight this bet."

Hearing this, the weasel's face immediately collapsed. He originally wanted to make a fortune on eating fat sheep, but he didn't expect that Yan Shichao would be in vain when he came.

But at this moment, Ding Ning said, "Old Yan, this calligraphy and painting is not just as simple as it seems. I still have to beat this bet. You just need to make a notarization!"

Yan Shichao was slightly stunned. He knew the character of a weasel. How could a smart person like Ding Ning look up to such a calligraphy and painting?

But Ding Ning must have his own reason for doing this. Yan Shichao said with interest, "Okay, I will see the antiques that I, Yan, cannot see through. If anyone of you doesn't admit it, I, Yan, will take it all my strength."

Seeing Ding Ning's firm attitude, the weasel was very happy. It was possible that he had misunderstood. However, neither the treasure appraiser nor Yan Shichao saw any secrets. It was very likely that this kid was brainly sick.

Because of Yan Shichao's arrival, more and more people were watching, and the store was almost crowded.

The weasel said proudly, "Okay, since Mr. Yan is notarizing, there is no need to worry about someone stolen the debt! Little brother, let's see the value of this calligraphy and painting?"

Ding Ning took back the calligraphy and paintings and turned toward the wooden axes on both sides.

The weasel sneered, "Little brother, don't say there is a mezzanine in this calligraphy and painting? That's impossible. I've done a comprehensive inspection a long time ago, and it's absolutely impossible to have it."

Ding Ning ignored the weasel's words and directly removed the wooden shafts on both sides.

"Little brother, don't you read too many fantasy novels. Do you think this kind of wooden shaft would be agarwood or something? I've checked it a long time ago. It's just ordinary wood, which adds up to ten yuan."

The weasel chattered on the side, which made Ding Ning a little annoyed, but he still didn't stop the movements in his hand. He picked up one of the wooden shafts.

Seeing Ding Ning's actions, Yan Shichao also frowned slightly. This kid obviously wanted to find something in the wooden shaft, but these are all ordinary woods, what's the use?

But at this moment, Ding Ning's actions shocked everyone present.

Ding Ning gently patted the wooden shaft in his hand, and the extremely hard wood cracked in half. The middle was hollowed out, and a scroll was revealed.

"Oh my god! There is really something in this wooden shaft!"

"This workmanship is too exquisite, right? It looks like a complete wood on the outside, but I didn't expect it to be empty inside."

"How did this little brother see it? Could it be that he has a perspective eye?"

"Not these matter! What matters is to see what the scroll is. If it is still a fake, it will be useless."

Amid the many discussions, everyone's eyes were gathered on the scroll.

Yan Shichao couldn't wait at this time and said, "Brother Ding Ning, please open it and take a look!"

Yan Shichao had already felt a strange thing. He could hide so deeply that this scroll was definitely not an ordinary person.

Ding Ning gradually opened the scroll, and everyone looked at it. It was written on it with the famous saying in Mr. Zhuge's "Advice to Your Son" - "Be indifferent to show your ambitions, and be quiet to achieve far-reaching results."

The family motto is also written in the lower right corner of the calligraphy and painting, and the true seal of Yan Zhenqing is covered with the back.

The content of this calligraphy and painting is exactly the same as the content of the calligraphy and painting just now, but the characters are completely different. The characters on this calligraphy and painting are square and rigorous, with thick and upright brushwork.

Yan Shichao looked at the calligraphy and painting seriously and stepped forward and said excitedly, "The original work! This is the original work of Yan Zhenqing!"

Yan Shichao touched the calligraphy and painting with trembling hands across the air, and he didn't dare to touch it at all. If it was broken, he would not be able to pay.

The weasel beside him was stunned. He never thought that there was a mezzanine in this fake, and the mezzanine contained it as the original work of Yan Zhenqing!
Chapter completed!