Mr. Qin, Please Advise Me

  Chapter 62 There is a universe in it

The boss rolled his eyes, looked at the counter, and swept his eyes around inside, "Well, I happen to have no business today, so I will lose money once, but you can only choose from this counter." There are some in the counter. Stamps, brushes, inkstones and other gadgets are not worth much. If she can really spend 100,000 yuan to buy the painting, let alone choose the same, it will be no problem to give her two.

  Song Yanning nodded, walked to the counter, glanced around the counter, and finally landed on the brush, raised his finger to the brush, "Just this brush."

The boss looked at the brush that Song Yanning was pointing to, and was secretly happy, "Okay!" He also received that brush. The person who sold him the brush at the time said that the brush and those bronze jade wares were all from the soil. Dug in.

  He has been doing this for so long, and he naturally knows that the other party is fooling him. Bronze is the most important weapon of the country, if it is true, he would not dare to accept it. The other party also saw that he was not easy to fool, so they sold him those things cheaply. Anyway, everyone knew it well. The brush was given to him by the other party when he bought those things.

   "Grandpa, bank card." Song Yanning reached out to Yang Lisheng.

  Yang Lisheng took out the card and handed it to Song Yanning. Song Yanning took the bank card and looked at the boss, "Boss, I swipe the card."

  "Good!" The boss responded with a smile, and walked into the counter to take out the machine. He really didn't expect this little girl to buy it. What's more surprising is that her family still agreed.

  After receiving the money, the boss helped Song Yanning wrap up the painting and the brush, and handed it to her with a smile, "Little girl, you can look forward to things, but they won’t be refunded when they leave our shop."

   "Got it." Song Yanning put the brush into her small bag, and the three of them with Yang Lisheng walked out of the antique shop holding the painting box.

After leaving the antique shop for a while, Nicholas Wu couldn't help being curious anymore. He looked at Song Yanning and asked, "Little sister, why do you want to buy this painting? It's not authentic at first sight." Even if he doesn't understand painting, he still looks at it. It is concluded that this painting does not look like a genuine product, let alone the mess of the painting above, there is not even the most basic signature. This fake is too lack of technical content.

  Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang also looked at Song Yanning. They also want to know.

  Song Yanning raised her lips and smiled, "There is something in this painting."

   "You mean there is still a picture hidden in this picture?" Wu Nicholas was surprised. He had heard people say before that an old man bought an ancient painting in Panjiayuan, and when he bought it back, he found that there was an authentic Tang Bohu hidden in the painting, but that kind of thing was rare after all.

   "Hmm." Song Yanning nodded.

   "How did you see it?" Wu Nicholas, Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang were all curious.

"I will tell you when I go back." When she saw this painting, she felt a thin layer of aura on it, but from the outside, it really didn't look like an ancient painting, so she Stepping forward and taking a closer look, she found that the aura was overflowing from the middle of the painting, and she guessed that there must be something wrong with the painting. Just now, she looked carefully again and found a small thread at the corner of the painting, confirming her guess.

   "That brush is also genuine?" Wu Nicholas looked at the small bag that Song Yanning was carrying. He really couldn't understand how she knew so much at a young age.

   "Hmm." Song Yanning nodded and admitted.

  Nicholas Wu laughed loudly, "Little sister, you are so amazing!" Thinking that the owner of the antique shop had suffered a loss, he didn’t know that the depression in his heart instantly dissipated a lot. If the owner of the antique shop knew that he had sold two genuine products for 100,000 yuan, he would have regretted his intestines. Should he find time to come over and tell the boss the news? This is a good idea, so I decided so happily.

"Little sister, can you pick a vase for me? I want to give it away. My father is sick. I want to ask Dr. Xu Bowen, a famous doctor in Beijing, to help my father. Dr. Xu especially likes to collect antique vases, so I I was planning to buy an antique vase for him, but I didn't expect to buy a fake one." Thinking of the broken vase, Nicholas Wu was still a little depressed. After all, it was bought for 200,000 yuan.

   "Xu Bowen? Is that Xu Bowen from Chaoning Hospital?" Yang Lisheng asked. Xu Bowen is his apprentice, and he taught his medical skills.

  Ningfeng Wu nodded, “Yes, Dr. Xu Bowen’s medical skills are very high, and only he can cure my father’s disease.” If not, he wouldn’t have to spend so much time here to buy antique vases.

   "You call him to go to your house, I want to see him." Yang Lisheng was a little angry. He taught Xu Bowen's medical skills to allow him to heal diseases and save people, not to make him amass money.

   "I didn't buy an antique vase, I'm afraid I won't be able to invite him." Wu Nicholas was embarrassed. What's the use of his call? Doctor Xu won't agree.

   "Just hit it." Yang Lisheng said with a calm face.

   "Okay." Nicholas Wu took out his cell phone, found Xu Bowen's cell phone number and called out.

  After a while, Xu Bowen’s voice came from the other side, “I’m Xu Bowen.”

   "Hello, Doctor Xu! I am Nicholas Wu. I would like to invite you to my house. Someone wants to see you." Nicholas Wu said bitterly.

  Xu Bowen frowned, "I'm not free, let's take another day." Is he the kind of person who just calls and flicks?

   "You tell him, Yang Lisheng is looking for him." Yang Lisheng said from the side. Xu Bowen really disappointed him.

  Ningfeng Wu nodded, “Dr. Xu, an old Mr. Yang Lisheng wants to see you.” Mr. Yang doesn’t know what the relationship is with Dr. Xu Bowen.

  "Who did you say?" Xu Bowen was surprised. Didn't the teacher always live in Yangcheng? Why are you back?

  "It's Mr. Yang Lisheng." Wu Nicholas repeated.

   "I see, I'll wait for a while." Xu Bowen said. He can not give face to other people, but he has to meet his own teacher.

  Ningfeng Wu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, put away the phone and looked at Yang Lisheng, "Old sir, how do you know Doctor Xu?"

   "I am his teacher." Yang Lisheng didn't hide it. Anyway, when I see Xu Bowen, Nicholas Wu will know.

  "Are you Doctor Xu's teacher?! You are also a doctor?" Wu Nicholas stared at Yang Lisheng in disbelief. Since he was the teacher of the famous Doctor Xu Bowen, wouldn't his medical skills be higher.

   "Hmm!" Yang Lisheng smiled and nodded.

   "Old sir! Can you help my father see the disease?" Wu Nicholas looked at Yang Lisheng expectantly, waiting for his answer. His medical skills must be better than that of Doctor Xu, and as long as he agrees, his father's illness must be no problem.

  (End of this chapter)