Time reversed, and Li Du was stunned.

He thought that the reversal time was only a few years or even a few days at most. After all, this was a fake painting, and it must have been forged in recent times.

But what appeared in his eyes was not modern people's outfits. The painter was a foreigner, but he wore a long jacket and a popular outer hat in the Ming and Qing dynasties. The woman sitting in front of him as a model was really dressed like the painting's people.

The surrounding environments of the two are completely different from those of modern times. The tables, chairs, screens, windows and doors are all the same as those in the middle and late Qing dynasties.

Li Du took a breath and was out of sight. No, it was Xiao Feizhu who was out of sight. This thing is really an antique. If someone puts this effort to fake it, it is also an amazing work of art.

But this is unreasonable. The little flying insect is very sensitive to the energy of time and will never make mistakes. It is not interested in this painting, so it should not be an antique.

The scenes of time are rotated one after another. The more Li Du saw, the more he concluded that this was a real antique. According to his experience of reversing time, it has existed for at least two hundred years!

As he watched these scenes, he probably knew why Xiao Feizhu was no longer interested in this painting.

After the painting was created, it was taken away by someone and then buried with wax oil.

There is wax oil on the drawing paper now. Li Du thought it was something that a middle-aged man had done for fraud. Now it seems that he misunderstood someone. Although this guy has a bad head, he has not cheated.

Li Du had nothing to say. He looked at the painting and asked, "How much does it cost?"

The man said with his eyes hanging, "Didn't you say this is a fake painting?"

Li Du said: "I look like a fake painting, but the painting is really good. If the price you give is appropriate, I can convince my foreign friends to buy it."

The man touched the goatee on his chin and said, "One million!"

Li Du directly stuffed the painting back and said, "You walk forward and turn a corner. There is an agricultural bank there. According to my observation, there is at least tens of millions of dollars in and out of money every day. You can grab it in and out."

The people watching the fun laughed even happier.

Li Du shook his head and wanted to leave. This painting has been around for a long time, but it may not be valuable. The painter's name is in English and it is written as spoilum. He has never heard of this person.

Seeing that he was leaving, the man was anxious and stopped him and said, "Hey, man, wait, do business, are you asking for a lot of money to pay it back, right? If you want to buy it sincerely, then give it a price."

Li Du glanced at him and said, "One thousand dollars."

The middle-aged man almost punched someone, and he shouted, "This is an antique, give me a thousand dollars?"

Li Du said: "How about five hundred yuan plus a banner?"

The middle-aged man said: "You come less, this thing is not a national treasure, so the government is not interested."

Li Du said: "It is not only not a national treasure, but also not valuable. So how much does it cost if you give a honest price?"

The middle-aged man hesitated and said, "At least 100,000 yuan."

"Ten thousand yuan."

"I scolded the next door. Young people are so terrifying. You are even more cruel than me." The middle-aged man couldn't help but curse, "Fifty thousand yuan, no matter how cheap it is, it's not enough."

Li Du shook his head: "Then go find someone to buy it. This is not an antique at all, it is just a beautiful painting. It costs 20,000 yuan, I don't want any extra penny."

"Each step back, forty thousand yuan!"

"Twenty-five thousand yuan, I'll leave again. It's so boring. Foreign friends will make it laugh." Li Du said dissatisfied.

The middle-aged man stamped his feet and said, "Okay, 25,000, Mad, I'm suffering a loss. Anyway, I'm digging out of my own fields, 25,000 is a waste of money, so I'll get a free throw."

It was very close to the bank, and Li Du took him to the bank entrance and said, "You wait for me, I'll go get the money."

The middle-aged man said, "Okay, you can get more, prepare a total of 250,000 yuan."

Li Du asked in surprise: "What does it mean?"

The middle-aged man laughed: "I have nine paintings in my house, and there are ten such paintings in total. Why don't you buy them together? I'll give you a little cheaper, ten paintings are 240,000."

"So much?" Li Du was surprised.

The middle-aged man said, "It's all sealed in the same box, and some of them have not been opened yet. It's really brother, they are all antiques, definitely antiques."

Li Du thought about it for a while, went in and fetched 250,000 yuan, and said, "We go to your house, I have to inspect the goods. What if you get mixed with fish eyes?"

The middle-aged man patted his chest and said, "How can I, Liu Shanyang, lie? What I rely on is integrity and people's attention!"

Li Du thought he was unreliable, so he took out money to drive to his house. It is also located in the suburbs of the county, but Li Du's family is in the northern suburbs and his home is in the southern suburbs, so he didn't know him.

After entering his broken house, Li Du understood why he felt that this guy was not in a good mood. He was just a fortune teller, with divination books at home, Taoist robes hanging on the walls, and flags in the yard.

The largest flag is triangular, with the front printed: reading photos, fortune telling, naming, changing names, predictions, and the back printed: job hunting, loss search, health, marriage, fortune, and career.

In addition, Li Du also saw a banner with the words: National Regular Eight Character Fortune Telling Service Center.

Seeing Li Du looking at his home in shock, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Why don't you give me a divination? Although I call myself Liu Shanyang, many people actually call me Liu Banxian."

Li Du laughed and said, "No, no, I can't stand your iron mouth and gold teeth, so hurry up and take the painting."

The middle-aged man opened a box with cowhide on the outside, and there were some scrolls inside. Some were opened, and some were still sealed with wax oil.

Li Du summoned Xiao Feizhu to see the authenticity of these paintings, but as soon as Xiao Feizhu came out, he quickly flew to the altar in the center of the house and lay directly on the statue of Taoist ancestor worshipped.

There is no doubt that this thing is also antique.

Li Du calmed down and pretended to ask casually: "The statue of the god you worship is good, will you sell it?"

The middle-aged man glanced at him and said, "Brother, I underestimate you. You are a master. It seems that I have to re-estimate these paintings."

Li Du opened his bag, and a dozen brand new hundred-dollar bills were exposed inside, "You can do whatever you want, don't sell them, do you really think these paintings are such peerless paintings?"

Seeing so much cash, the middle-aged man immediately swallowed. He nodded quickly and said, "Dide Dede, I sold it, a total of 240,000 yuan. However, the ancestor of the rosewood that I passed down from my family seems not to sell. This cannot be sold until the family is destroyed!"

After hearing what he said, Li Du understood that the other party knew the value of this statue of Taoist ancestor, and it was impossible for him to find a bargain.

However, Li Du was quite satisfied with the harvest of these ancient oil paintings. They were worth more than 240,000 yuan, especially if he could take them abroad and find a suitable buyer in the United States, which could be of higher value.
Chapter completed!