Immortal Son-in-law/C19 Antique Market
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C19 Antique Market

Xiao Chen was still in a daze, so he was woken up by Xue Yurou.

When he opened his eyes, he found Xue Yurou's expression to be very strange.

"What happened last night, did you do it?" Xue Yurou asked.

"What happened last night? "What happened last night?" Xiao Chen pretended to be surprised, thinking that Xue Yurou had discovered the matter of the Dingjin Estate.

"Just about Feng Shaoan and Yuen Fei!" Xue Yurou glared at Xiao Chen unhappily.

"Oh, I did that." Xiao Chen admitted it openly. Judging from Xue Yurou's reaction, it was obvious that his calls yesterday had worked.

Although she had long guessed that it was Xiao Chen's doing, Xue Yurou was still shocked when she heard Xiao Chen's acknowledgment. She clearly knew what kind of devastating blow this would bring to Feng Shaoan and Yuen Fei. Before yesterday, Feng Shaoan was Changzhou City's indisputable Prince Charming, the dream lover of thousands of young girls.

However, Feng Shaoan became a synonym for disgust after that incident. Even Feng Jingyuan's company lost two to three billion yuan overnight.

All of this was just Xiao Chen's casual doing. Xue Yurou was having mixed emotions. It was difficult for her to connect Xiao Chen, who was now in a mess, with the useless Xiao Chen from before.

"What's wrong?" Noticing Xue Yurou was a little absent-minded, Xiao Chen asked.

"No …." Nothing. My dad is in Antique Street and he wants you to send him a letter. " After Xue Yurou finished speaking, she took out a long wooden box from behind her.

Xiao Chen took the long box, washed his face and rinsed his mouth. Then, he took a taxi to the antique street.

After getting off the car, he saw his father-in-law, Xue Dashan, some distance away from him.

Unlike Zhang Meifeng, Xue Dashan had a easy-going personality and rarely competed for fame or profit. Most of the year, he spent most of his time outside, dealing with antiques.

His love for antiques had reached a level of obsession.

Today, Xue Dashan saw a post in the antique street. He wanted to buy it, but he didn't have enough money with him, so he wanted to sell a copy of the post to get some money.

"Dad." When they arrived at the entrance of a shop called the Treasure House, Xiao Chen shouted.

"Did you bring it?" Xue Dashan asked. His attitude towards Xiao Chen was neither intimate nor distant.

"Yes." Xiao Chen handed the long box over to Xue Dashan.

Xue Dashan took it and opened it to confirm. Then, he walked into the Treasure House with Lin Xin.

Xiao Chen also walked in, ready to slap Xue Dashan in the face to prevent his father-in-law from being cheated.

"Boss Sun, I've brought Ouyang Xiu's invitation, how much is it worth?" Xue Dashan took out the yellowing scroll from the box, spread it out and put it on the table.

The one called Boss Sun was an old man in his sixties. He wore a pair of reading glasses and a moustache. When he smiled, his eyes would narrow into a line, giving off the appearance of a shrewd businessman.

Sun Dafu pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, took Xue Dashan's post under the light, and began to carefully inspect it.

Xiao Chen twitched his mouth. He thought that this old man's ability was ordinary. It would take him a long time to read Ouyang Xiu's letter. In the eyes of an honest professional, this type of letter could be identified in just two or three minutes.

And Xiao Chen, as an old freak who had lived for more than five thousand years, could be said to be an encyclopedia of antique calligraphy and paintings.

After a long while, Sun Dafu slowly stood up and said with a smile, "Brother Han, this post written by the Ou Family's leader is the real deal."

"Of course, when have I, Xue Dashan, ever lied to anyone with a fake?" Xue Dashan said with pride. He had been in the antique industry for more than 20 years and had not earned much money, but he had earned a lot of fame.

"Haha, since that's the case, Brother Han, I'll offer you two million for Ou Clan's invitation. How about it?" Sun Dafu laughed.

Two million?

Xiao Chen squinted his eyes. This old man looks quite shrewd. Why would he give a genuine Ouyang Xiu's work to Xue Dashan for a million yuan?

It has to be said that in the proper calligraphy and painting market, Ouyang Shuo's real work could be considered high price of 1.5 million, but this Sun Dafu actually wanted to give Xue Dashan 2 million, which was even higher than the market price of 500 thousand. This was not in line with the nature of a businessman to seek profit …

In the next second, Xue Dashan answered Xiao Chen's question.

"Haha, Boss Sun is magnanimous!" Xue Dashan's face was flushed red. Obviously, he did not expect Sun Dafu to give him such a high price.

"Since Boss Sun is so magnanimous, then I, Xue Dashan, cannot let Boss Sun see a joke." Xue Dashan took out a bank card from his pocket and slapped it on the table, "Boss Sun, this card has 3 million. Including the 2 million that you really got from Ou Family, it's a total of 5 million." Five million, I'll take your real face! "

"Haha, Brother Han is straightforward. I'll go get something for Brother Han now."

Seeing Sun Dafu leave with a smile, Xiao Chen couldn't help but frown. He finally understood why Sun Dafu gave his father-in-law five hundred thousand yuan more.

After a moment, Sun Dafu took out a tightly wrapped word scroll.

"Brother Han, I spent a great deal of effort to get this personal invitation back from overseas. After you take it back, you must take good care of it." Sun Dafu squinted his eyes and handed the word scroll to Xue Dashan.

"Don't worry, Boss Sun. Yan's invitation is even more precious than my daughter's. I will definitely keep it well." At this moment, Xue Dashan was already laughing out loud. Using five million to buy Yan Zhenqing's real work, it was worth being happy over.

"Dad, can I see everyone's invitation?" At this moment, Xiao Chen suddenly spoke up.

"You? "It's not like you know anything about calligraphy or paintings. What are you looking at?" Xue Dashan glanced at Xiao Chen disdainfully and was very unwilling to do so.

Xiao Chen sighed. If he didn't guess wrong, the Yan Zhen Qing that Sun Dafu gave Xue Dashan was fake, because the real Yan Zhen Qing was not something that could be bought with 5 million. Thinking about how Sun Dafu purposely raised the price of Xue Dashan's Ouyang Xiu's real work, Xiao Chen became even more uneasy.

"Brother Han, this is?" Sun Dafu glanced at Xiao Chen and asked.

"It's the son-in-law I recruited for Yurou last year." Although he rarely returned to the Xue Family, he knew that Xiao Chen's reputation was not very good outside. Many people said that it was because of Xue Dashan's bad taste that he recruited a useless trash like Xiao Chen. Thus, he was naturally unwilling to mention Xiao Chen in front of outsiders.

"So he's a good son-in-law." An undetectable trace of ridicule flashed across Sun Dafu's mouth. He had more or less heard of Xiao Chen's famous name, and he was famous for being a good-for-nothing in Changzhou City.

That's not right! This good-for-nothing, why did he suddenly want to read the invitation? Could it be that he saw through something? Sun Dafu was immediately confused.

But soon, he rejected his idea. His appearance on the invitation was done by the famous fake master Zhang Baihao. Not to mention Xiao Chen, even he himself had studied it for half a month but had yet to find out which part was fake.

Thinking of this, Sun Dafu's doubts were completely dispelled. He smiled and said, "Brother Han, since your son-in-law wants to see it, then let him see it. After all, ordinary people don't have the chance to see the real Yan family."

Xiao Chen sneered in his heart. This Sun Dafu is quite confident. He really thinks that I am a noob who doesn't know anything.

"Alright, since Boss Sun has spoken, you can read it. But remember, only look and don't touch it!" Although he was unwilling, since Sun Dafu had already said so, Xue Dashan could only take it out and show it to him.

"Don't worry, Dad, I won't touch it." Xiao Chen smiled slightly and said.

Xue Dashan carefully placed the scroll on the table and slowly spread it out. However, when he only laid half of it, Xiao Chen shook his head and stopped looking at the rest.

Although the imitator was very diligent and had a deep understanding of Yan Zhenqing's handwriting, it was still unable to escape Xiao Chen's notice. Xiao Chen could easily tell that it was fake.

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