Turning back time, Li Du was stunned.
He had thought that the time reversal was at most a few years or even a few days. After all, this was a fake painting, and it must have been forged recently.
However, what appeared in front of him was not modern clothing. The painter was a foreigner, but he was wearing a long mandarin jacket and a more popular official hat from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. The woman sitting in front of him as a model was also dressed like the person in the painting.
The surroundings of the two were also completely different from modern times. The tables, chairs, screens, windows, and doors were all in the style of the late Qing Dynasty.
Li Du took a deep breath. He had made a mistake. No, it was the little bug that had made a mistake. This thing was really an antique. If someone had put in so much effort to fake it, it would also be an incredible piece of art.
However, this could not be justified. The little bug was very sensitive to time energy and would never make a mistake. It had no interest in this painting, so it should not be an antique.
The more Li Du saw, the more he was sure that this was a real antique. According to his experience of turning back time, it had existed for at least 200 years!
As he watched these scenes, he roughly knew why the little bug had no interest in this painting.
After this painting was created, it was taken away and then sealed with wax and buried.
There was wax on the painting now. Li Du thought that it was something the middle-aged man had done to cheat him. Now it seemed that he had misunderstood him. Although this guy looked like a rat, he did not cheat.
Li Du was speechless. He looked at the painting and asked, "How much is it?"
The man narrowed his eyes and said, "Didn't you say that this is a fake painting?"
Li Du said, "It looks like a fake to me, but it's really good. If you give me a suitable price, I can convince my foreign friend to buy it."
The man touched his goatee and said, "One million!"
Li Du directly stuffed the painting back into the man's hand and said, "Go ahead and then turn a corner. There is an agricultural bank there. According to my observation, there are at least tens of millions of dollars going in and out every day. You can go there and rob it."
The people who were watching the show laughed even more happily.
Li Du shook his head and wanted to leave. This painting was indeed old, but it might not be worth much. The artist's name was in English, and it was written as SPOILUM. He had never heard of this person.
Seeing that he was about to leave, the man panicked and hurriedly stopped him, saying, "Hey, hey, hey, brother, wait a minute. It's business after all. You should ask for a sky-high price and return the money you owe, right? If you really want to buy it, then give me a price. "
Li Du glanced at him and said, "One thousand dollars."
The middle-aged man almost wanted to punch him. He shouted, "This is an antique, and you're giving me a thousand yuan?"
Li Du said, "How about 500 dollars and a silk banner?"
The middle-aged man said, "Cut it out. This thing is not a national treasure. The government has no interest in it."
Li Du said, "Not only is it not a national treasure, it's also not worth much. Then give me a fair price. How much is it worth?"
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before saying, "At least 100,000 yuan."
"Ten thousand."
"Damn you, young man, you're even more ruthless than me." The middle-aged man couldn't help but curse, "Fifty thousand yuan, not one cent cheaper."
Li Du shook his head. "Then go find someone to buy it. It's not an antique at all. It's just a beautiful painting. Twenty thousand, I don't want a cent more. "
"Let's both take a step back. Forty thousand!"
"Twenty-five thousand. If you keep nagging, I'm leaving. This is so boring. I've made a fool of myself in front of my foreign friends," Li Du said unhappily.
The middle-aged man stomped his feet and said, "Okay, twenty-five thousand. Damn, I'll take a loss. Anyway, it was dug out from my own land. Twenty-five thousand is a free profit. You'll get what you want."
The place was very close to the bank. Li Du took him to the entrance of the bank and said, "Wait for me, I'll go get the money."
The middle-aged man said, "Okay, you can take more. Prepare a total of 250,000 dollars."
Li Du asked in surprise, "What do you mean?"
The middle-aged man laughed. "I have nine more paintings at home. There are ten of these paintings in total. Why don't you buy them all together? I'll give you a discount, 240,000 for ten. "
"So many?" Li Du was surprised.
The middle-aged man said, "They're all sealed in a box. I haven't opened some of them yet. Really, brother, they're all antiques. They're definitely antiques."
Li Du pondered for a while and went in to take 250,000 dollars. He said, "Let's go to your house. I have to inspect the goods. What if you pass them off as genuine?"
The middle-aged man patted his chest and said, "How can I, Liu Shan Yang, lie? Integrity is what makes a living in the underworld. I'm definitely a man of integrity! "
Li Du felt that he was unreliable. He took the money and drove to his house. It was also located in the suburbs of the county. However, Li Du's house was in the northern suburbs, while his house was in the southern suburbs. Hence, they did not know each other.
After entering his shabby house, Li Du understood why he felt that the man's temperament was not right. He was a fortune-teller. There were divination books in his house, Taoist robes hanging on the wall, and flags in the yard.
The largest flag was triangular. On the front, it was printed: physiognomy, fortune-telling, naming, renaming, prediction. On the back, it was printed: job search, loss search, health, marriage, luck, career.
In addition, Li Du also saw a banner. On it was written: National Official Eight Characters Fortune-Telling Service Center.
Seeing Li Du looking at his house in shock, the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Why don't I give you a divination? Although I call myself Liu Shan Yang, many people call me Demi-God Liu. "
Li Du laughed and said, "Don't, don't, don't. I don't have much luck. I can't take your words. Hurry up and take the paintings."
The middle-aged man opened a box wrapped in cowhide. There were some paintings inside. Some were opened, while others were still sealed with wax.
Li Du summoned the little bug to see if the paintings were real. As soon as the little bug came out, it quickly flew to the altar in the middle of the house and lay on the Taoist statue.
Without a doubt, this thing was also an antique.
Li Du calmed himself down and pretended to ask casually, "The statue you're worshipping is not bad. Are you selling it?"
The middle-aged man glanced at him and said, "Brother, I underestimated you. You're an expert. Looks like I'll have to reevaluate these paintings."
Li Du opened his bag and revealed dozens of brand new hundred-dollar bills. "Suit yourself. If you don't want to sell it, then forget it. Do you really think these paintings are some peerless famous paintings?"
Seeing so much cash, the middle-aged man immediately swallowed his saliva. He quickly nodded and said, "Alright, alright, I'll sell them for a total of 240,000 dollars. However, I'm not selling the red sandalwood ancestor statue that has been passed down in my family for generations. I can't sell this until my family is ruined! "
Hearing his words, Li Du understood that the other party knew the value of the Taoist statue. It was impossible for him to get a bargain.
However, Li Du was quite satisfied with the ancient oil paintings. They were worth more than 240,000 dollars. In particular, he could bring them out of the country. If he found a suitable buyer in America, the value could be even higher.
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