"That's right, please tell me."

The fat middle-aged man quickly opened the box and saw two scrolls inside, one long and one short.

"Xiao Yu, I told you, if you ask me to look at the wood, my old man has worked hard for decades and can identify it with great certainty." Mr. Yang shook his head and said, "But now you ask me to look at the painting.

It doesn't match my major, so there may be errors."

"Mr. Yang, you are so humble again."

The fat middle-aged man smiled and said: "Isn't there a saying called analogy? Everyone has said it about the collections on TV. Cultural relics are all connected horizontally. You can tell the specific age of the ancient furniture, and you can definitely identify the newness of the pictures.

."

While talking, the middle-aged man had already taken out a scroll, untied the tether on it, and was about to unfold it.

At this moment, Mr. Yang stretched out his hand to stop them and asked: "Xiao Yu, tell me the truth, have you ever asked anyone else to look at these two things?"

"No."

The fat middle-aged man was startled, then subconsciously shook his head and said: "As soon as I put it away, I will find you, Mr. Yang."

"Then I won't read it. You put the things away and let others see them first, and then come to me." Hearing this, Mr. Yang immediately refused.

"why?"

Not to mention that the middle-aged man was confused, even Wang Guan and Yu Feibai next to him were confused.

"Xiao Yu, why don't you understand, I'm doing this for your own good."

Mr. Yang patiently advised: "I am not very proficient in calligraphy and painting. If the appraisal is wrong, I will make a joke at most. However, I am afraid that you may have preconceived ideas and fail to listen to other people's opinions. I have misunderstood you."

"

"Mr. Yang, I..."

At this time, the fat middle-aged man was a little moved, but his expression was a little strange.

Wang Guan was at the side and could see very clearly. He understood it as soon as his mind moved. I am afraid that this middle-aged man had already seen it with other people, but he was not at ease and came to ask Mr. Yang to see him again. However, he just said

I haven’t asked anyone else to read it, so it’s hard to change my mind now, so I’m in a dilemma.

At the same time, Wang Guan also felt that this was a good opportunity. With a bit of joy, he said with a smile: "Uncle, can you let us take a look at your things?"

"you……"

The fat middle-aged man turned his head and looked, with a hesitant expression on his face. Mainly because Wang Guan and Yu Feibai were too young and obviously unconvincing.

"Xiao Yu, don't judge people by their appearance." When Mr. Yang saw this, he immediately frowned and said, "This little brother has very good eyesight. Just before you arrived, he picked something up. It only cost five hundred yuan.

I just bought an agarwood bracelet.”

"What? Is it true? Mr. Yang, please don't fool me."

The fat middle-aged man was amazed, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"The thing is right here." Mr. Yang stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "For no reason, why did I lie to you?"

Wang Guan also knew what was going on. He handed the agarwood bracelet to the middle-aged man and said with a smile: "Uncle, since we are all Tibetan friends, there is no problem in communicating with each other."

"No problem at all."

He was so generous and handed over the agarwood bracelet. Naturally, the fat middle-aged man couldn't be so stingy and put the scroll in front of Wang Guan.

However, the middle-aged man was obviously still worried about his own things. While playing with the agarwood bracelet absentmindedly, he frequently raised his head and watched Wang Guan's movements.

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