chapter 5 He attacked me

"Ciel Zhang, are you okay?"

After Ralap Li walked away, Bai Wei remembered, hurriedly ran to the ring, supported Ciel Zhang and asked concernedly.

Ciel Zhang rubbed his swollen cheeks, shook his head and said, "It's okay, your brother is too careless to sneak up on me."

"I think he is an ordinary person. I am afraid of breaking him, so I deliberately show mercy."

Ciel Zhang shouted.

"Yes, yes, it's all his fault. I'll apologize to you for him."

Cyan Bai said repeatedly.

However, in close contact, the smell of Cyan Bai's perfume stimulated his sense of smell, causing Ciel Zhang to react somewhere.

"Cyan Bai, why don't we go to a bar to hang out? I know a newly opened bar that has a famous singer singing there and the decoration is very stylish."

"this……"

Cyan Bai hesitated.

She was no longer a child, how could she not understand Ciel Zhang's gaze.

When you go to a bar, something can easily happen under the influence of alcohol.

Although she is very satisfied with Ciel Zhang, she doesn't want to hand her over too early, and it still needs to be investigated.

"Cyan Bai, what are you afraid of? Do you not believe in my character? If you don't go, then I will be a little angry."

"And your brother hit me. If it wasn't for your sake, could I let him leave easily? Just make it up to me, can't you?"

Kimi Zhu next to him also helped: "Yes, Cyan Bai, let's go play together."

"Okay...okay."

Cyan Bai nodded hesitantly.

"Then let's set off now."

Ciel Zhang eyes suddenly shone, and he placed his palms on Cyan Bai's shoulders without leaving any trace.

…

On the other side, Ralap Li had left the martial arts hall and came to the antique market nearby.

The old man gave him a company and a villa as gifts, and what old man liked most was jade.

Ralap Li plans to buy one and give it to the old man old man when he sees him next time.

As soon as I walked into the store, I saw an old man bargaining with the store owner.

"Shopkeeper, this is obviously a replica from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. The original is still on display in the Jinling Museum. You dare to ask me for 100,000 yuan for a replica. It's a bit shameful."

The old man was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, a pair of cloth shoes, slightly gray hair, and gold-rimmed glasses.

There were two bodyguards accompanying him, which showed that his status was unusual.

The shop owner was wearing a melon-skin hat with a braid on the back, which reminded Ralap Li of an old man from the Qing Dynasty.

Especially the other party has a big black mole on his lip, which makes him look like a profiteer by nature.

At this moment, the shop owner laughed and said: "Boss Zhou, you can't say that. Although this picture of a lady is a replica, it comes from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Isn't it also an antique?"

"And if I ask for a price, I hope you can counter-offer. If you give it a try, maybe it will work."

"fifty thousand."

The old man stretched out a slap.

The shop owner shook his head.

"Boss Zhou, your price is too harsh. And you are such a big boss with a net worth of tens of billions. Do you still care about this little money?"

The old man chuckled and shook his head.

"The worth of tens of billions is not brought by strong winds, and this thing is worth only fifty thousand in my eyes."

The shop owner shook his head: "Eighty thousand, fixed price, no less."

The old man hesitated and put the painting down.

"Store owner, then you should wait to sell it to someone who knows the goods."

Ralap Li glanced at the scroll, his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward.

"I want it, eighty thousand."

The old man who had just put down the scroll was stunned.

The shopkeeper next to him had a happy face.

"Young man, please pay by credit card or mobile phone?"

"Swipe your card."

Ralap Li directly threw out a bank card.

The old man next to him finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Young man, I shouldn't have interrupted you when you bought the old man, but if I said it was worth fifty thousand, it was worth fifty thousand. If you gave it eighty thousand, you would probably lose thirty thousand."

Ralap Li also laughed when he heard this.

"Not only will I not lose 80,000 yuan, but I will also make a profit of 8 million yuan."

"What did you say?"

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Young man, have you watched too many TV series and want to pick up the pieces?"

"Everyone said that this is just an imitation of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and it was made by an unknown painter."

"I gave you 50,000 yuan, which is actually a high price, but you still made eight million yuan. Today's young people dare to come to Taobao without even developing their eyesight."

The two bodyguards behind him also looked at Ralap Li with a bit of contempt.

At this moment, the store owner was afraid that Ralap Li would regret it, so he swiped Ralap Li card directly.

After the card is successfully swiped, it will be packed for Ralap Li.

"Wait a moment."

Unexpectedly, Ralap Li stopped him: "Does the shop owner know how to frame paintings?"

Hearing this, the shop owner immediately laughed.

"Young man, this is so funny. This is how I make a living, okay?"

"What, do you want to frame this painting? Two thousand yuan, I'll help you do it."

"I spent 80,000 yuan on your painting, why don't you get it framed for free?"

Ralap Li smiled.

The shop owner shook his head.

"Framing is a craftsmanship. Two thousand is not expensive, and the shaft I replaced for you is a sandalwood shaft, so the quality is guaranteed."

The store owner said emphatically.

In the final analysis, it means not giving any advantages.

"Two thousand is two thousand, but instead of letting you frame it, you can help me peel off the painting."

In the past, the rice paper used for painting had several layers stacked on top of each other, so it could be peeled off.

Hearing Ralap Li words, the store owner couldn't help but chuckle.

He understood what Ralap Li meant, Ralap Li thought. There is a mystery in this painting.

He, who specializes in selling antiques, didn't realize there was any mystery in this painting. This young man must have watched too many TV series.

"Young man, I can remove it for you, as long as you pay."

Ralap Li smiled.

"Just expose it, the money is quite yours."

"good."

The shop owner immediately brought a basin of water up.

He took out a brush that was only the size of a few nail clippers, dipped it in the water, and then started brushing the corners of the scroll.

The water permeability of the paper is very good, and as soon as the brush touches the paper, it is absorbed immediately.

After the shopkeeper brushed it three times, the corner area as big as a thumb was soaked.

The old man who was about to leave couldn't help but stop and stared at the shop owner's actions.

The shop owner stretched out his hand and rubbed the corners a few times. The original scroll was immediately divided into two pieces of paper.

But the laminated painting as imagined did not appear.

If the trick was discovered in this way, then the person who framed the painting would have wasted so much effort.

"Young man, now you know that leaks are not easy to pick up. It's better to go home and study for a few more years before coming out. 80,000 yuan should be used as a lesson."

The old man shook his head, and his tone clearly contained some education.

The shop owner couldn't help but show a bit of pride on his face.

If he really found out that there was a picture-within-a-picture inside, then he would be slapped in the face, not to mention heartbroken, and now he could feel relieved.

Unexpectedly, Ralap Li face remained unmoved, and he said calmly: "Continue to expose."

"this……"

The store owner was a little embarrassed.

"This painting is made of cooked rice paper, which is relatively brittle. If you peel it off accidentally, it will be damaged. Don't let me pay for it then."

"Don't worry, I won't let you pay for it."

Ralap Li said impatiently.

"This young man really won't shed tears until he sees the coffin."

The shop owner shook his head and continued to pick up the brush.

The old men next to him felt a headache for Ralap Li.

Soon the third layer of rice paper was lifted up.

When he lifted it up, the shop owner's hands shook.