Gold Medal Son-in-Law (Stunning Allure)

Chapter 14 The Arrogant Young Master

Seeing the true colors of this brush washer, Ying Hao also heaved a sigh of relief.

He first discovered the simple and simple temperament contained in this brush washer, and knew that it was absolutely genuine, but the appearance was gray and dull, and it was absolutely invisible from the outside. It was obvious that someone deliberately applied some paint to cover up the brush washer. true colors!

And this kind of smearing technique is also extremely realistic, even Liu Weixin was deceived into thinking that it was just an ordinary imitation.

Originally, Ying Hao didn't want to make too much noise, but this group of people pressed him every step of the way. He also wanted to try it out and wanted to restore it to its original appearance, so he thought of using acid to remove the smear marks on the surface!

He can’t buy the famous hydrochloric acid and sulfuric acid, and they may cause damage to the brush wash. The vinegar used in daily life contains acetic acid, which is much less irritating than hydrochloric acid and sulfuric acid. Even if it is poured on the brush wash, there will be no what is the problem.

Compared with the astonishment and excitement of these people, the shopkeeper's face was extremely gloomy, full of remorse!

At this moment, he really wanted to slap himself in the face, and ask himself why his eyes seemed to be blind, and he didn't even realize that this brush washer was really the real thing!

How could he sell such a brush washer worth hundreds of thousands to Ying Hao for 400 yuan?

Is he doing charity?

He had an urge to go back on his word and snatch the brush back. That would cost hundreds of thousands!But with so many people in the store, he couldn't do it no matter how hard he thought.

Liu Weixin, who was so excited that he was almost crazy, suddenly cried out:

"I remembered. I had sorted out a list of lost cultural relics in the Forbidden City before. Among them, there was such a piece with the word '制' on the bottom that lacked the brush in the middle. I'm afraid this is it!"

He patted his Mediterranean hairdo in frustration.

When Ying Hao heard it, he instantly understood.Just now the shopkeeper said that this brush washer was stolen from the palace by an eunuch in the late Qing Dynasty, this should be true.

After the Gengzi national disaster in the late Qing Dynasty, although the imperial court declined and the supervision in the Forbidden City was not strict, at least there were guards watching. It must not be easy for eunuchs to steal a national treasure from it, so they deliberately did some tricks on the brush washing to make people mistaken. I thought it was just an ordinary pen washer, unobtrusive, so it could be easily stolen.

Liu Weixin, who was staring at the brush washer obsessively, held Ying Hao's hand tightly, and begged: "Young man, I really want this brush washer, please make a price!"

Ying Hao originally wanted adult beauty, but he remembered that Ling Mengqing said that her grandma was celebrating her birthday, and she wanted to give her a birthday present, so she still refused:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Liu, I have other uses for this pen wash, so I can't sell it to you!"

Hearing this, Liu Weixin was extremely disappointed, but he couldn't force it. He just begged Ying Hao to go to his house to take a look at this treasure occasionally in the future, and Ying Hao readily agreed.

After Liu Weixin left, the bald man also approached Ying Hao, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry Ying Hao, uncle didn't know that this brush washer was genuine. No wonder you refused to sell it. I was reckless just now!"

Ying Hao didn't mind at all: "Uncle is doing it for my own good, how could I blame him?"

The bald man then patted him on the shoulder, showing a smile: "I still have something to go, so I'll be your guest at your house some other day!"

"Okay then!" Ying Hao nodded, and many people handed him business cards, wanting him to see their baby.

"You are so young and promising! You can tell at a glance that this baby is real, and it is much better than some bullshit bricks called beasts!"

"Little brother, when you are free, go to my store and have a look, I will make you a good Biluochun!"

Many passers-by flattered him with sweet words, and their words were full of admiration and envy, which made Ying Hao feel a little embarrassed.

Ying Hao had just declined people's warm invitations, when an arrogant voice sounded:

"Wait a minute, show me that thing!"

People looked at the source of the sound, and saw a thin monkey-like man coming, wearing a melon skin hat with an emerald inlaid in the middle, wearing a yellow mandarin jacket, and holding two pens in his hands. Walnut, looks like a playboy in old Yanjing.

Behind him were several black-clothed men with unfriendly expressions, who looked like bodyguards.

Many people felt a little apprehensive when they saw this young man, and they couldn't help but backed away. Those who flattered Ying Hao just now also quickly shut up.

This man loves antiques, and his family is very powerful, so he often comes here to shop, and everyone in Nanxing Street knows him.

At this time, the shopkeeper ran over and hugged the young man's thigh with unknown strength, crying heartbreakingly: "

"Young Master Liang, you are finally here. Someone is causing trouble in our Nanxing Street. You have to make the decision for me!"

The young man ignored him, and when he saw the brush washer, his eyes suddenly burst into joy, he grabbed it casually, and said with a beaming smile:

"Hehe, what kind of luck is this young master today? My family has all the four treasures of the study made in the Qianlong period, and all it needs is this brush washing! Old Wang, don't talk nonsense, I want this thing!"

The one called Old Wang is the shopkeeper. He looked at Ying Hao and said awkwardly, "Young Master Liang...it's not that I don't want to sell it, it's just that this thing has already been transferred to this person!"

As he said that, the young man grinned at Ying Hao: "Brother, I spent 30 yuan, can you give it to me?"

"30?" The shopkeeper only felt dizzy for a while, and wanted to slap himself hard.He knew that this thing might be very valuable, but he didn't expect it to be so valuable!

But there is no regret medicine in the world, he just wants Liang Shao to reject him severely, lest he feel angry when he sees Ying Hao stealing money.

Unexpectedly, Ying Hao shook his head: "I won't sell it!"

A flash of impatience flashed across the young man at this time, and his tone was already filled with anger: "Then how much do you want? Well, I will pay 50 total, right? Let me tell you, this price is already very generous!"

"Damn it!" The shopkeeper was stunned for a while. 50?This is already his income for a year.

Seeing this, many spectators also said:

"Brother, it's almost enough, otherwise you won't be dumbfounded if they don't buy it again?"

Young Master Liang is different from Old Liu. As the saying goes, it is better to provoke a gentleman than a villain. Although Old Liu is a leading figure in the antique world, he can't control them.And Young Master Liang is very powerful, if he is upset, it will really set him on fire!

Ying Hao still shook his head, "If you don't sell it, you don't sell it." After speaking, he reached for his pen to wash.

"What? Did I hear you right? How dare you refuse to sell 50?" The shopkeeper is going crazy. Is there something wrong with this person's head?Obviously, the price of others has already reached this level, but you don't sell it?

The shopkeeper wanted to cry but had no tears, he slapped his heart to death, who knew that this Yumu head was so incomprehensible?It's fine if you don't sell it to Mr. Liu, but if you don't sell it to him, you really don't know what to do!

"If you don't sell it, I'll sell it! It's only 50, and I'll sell it to you directly!" The shopkeeper's eyes turned green, and he rushed to answer the conversation, then turned his head and smiled at Ying Hao: "Look brother, this master has a lot of background. I'm afraid you won't be able to fight, so hehe..."

"Well, that's right." The young man looked at the shopkeeper appreciatively, and then played with the brush and washer fondly.