Chapter: 576
"This is a high-end place, not a place for you brat to stay!" Yang He said coldly.
When Ye Fan heard it, he was immediately happy: "Boss Yang, don't tell me. Although I didn't see any fakes among your so-called genuine ornaments, but among the miscellaneous items over there, I did see A treasure."
While speaking, Ye Fan walked towards the counter in the corner, and finally stopped in front of a painting.
"Hahaha~"
"Boy, if you say that the counters on the left of me are still possible to produce treasures, but the ones on the right are the stalls I rent out. They are all rags collected from rags, and they are placed here purely for the purpose of occupying position."
"You actually said there's a baby here?"
Yang He laughed when he saw this.
His booth has a total of four counters.
The two counters at the front and the back are all authentic products from their Babao Pavilion, while the counter on the left is displaying some well-made fakes, as well as some objects of unknown origin that he received. As for the counter that Ye Fan looked at, it was rented out by Babao Pavilion to help some individual stalls sell things.
It may not be possible to sell a few pieces in a few years, and they are basically given away as gifts.
But Yang He didn't expect that Ye Fan actually said that there would be treasures among the pile of waste products?
Ye Fan ignored Yang He's sarcasm, reached out and took the painting off the counter.
It was an ink and brush drawing on paper, and the content of the painting was also very simple. It was a dead tree shaped like antlers, a strange rock shaped like a snail, and star dwarf bamboo protruding from behind the strange rock.
The entire composition is also extremely random and rough, and it looks good from a distance, but there are countless flaws when viewed up close, and there is no aesthetic feeling at all.
"The treasure you are talking about is it, isn't it? This painting of dead wood and strange rocks?" Yang He smiled when he saw the painting in Ye Fan's hand.
"Hahaha~"
"I said you wouldn't see that the painting was signed by Su Dongpo, so you really think it's Su Dongpo's work?"
Yang He kept talking, the smile on his face suddenly became wider, and his words were full of sarcasm.
"There are eyes but no pearls!" Ye Fan didn't bother to pay attention to him, but just replied coldly.
"Brat, you really don't know what's good!"
"In that case, how about we make a bet?"
"If this word is worth more than ten thousand, I will pay you ten times its value!"
"But if it's worthless, you'll pay me a million dollars."
"How about it, do you dare to bet?"
Yang He sneered.
Ye Fan glanced at him and snorted, "Pay me ten times?"
"I'm afraid you can't afford it!"
"Stop talking nonsense, just say do you dare to bet?" Yang He asked coldly.
"Since you insist on betting, then I will bet with you!" Ye Fan replied.
When Qiu Mucheng heard this, her pretty face immediately turned pale, and she said angrily, "Ye Fan, you're crazy, how can you have a million dollars?" JrNovels.com
When Ye Fan heard it, he was immediately happy: "Boss Yang, don't tell me. Although I didn't see any fakes among your so-called genuine ornaments, but among the miscellaneous items over there, I did see A treasure."
While speaking, Ye Fan walked towards the counter in the corner, and finally stopped in front of a painting.
"Hahaha~"
"Boy, if you say that the counters on the left of me are still possible to produce treasures, but the ones on the right are the stalls I rent out. They are all rags collected from rags, and they are placed here purely for the purpose of occupying position."
"You actually said there's a baby here?"
Yang He laughed when he saw this.
His booth has a total of four counters.
The two counters at the front and the back are all authentic products from their Babao Pavilion, while the counter on the left is displaying some well-made fakes, as well as some objects of unknown origin that he received. As for the counter that Ye Fan looked at, it was rented out by Babao Pavilion to help some individual stalls sell things.
It may not be possible to sell a few pieces in a few years, and they are basically given away as gifts.
But Yang He didn't expect that Ye Fan actually said that there would be treasures among the pile of waste products?
Ye Fan ignored Yang He's sarcasm, reached out and took the painting off the counter.
It was an ink and brush drawing on paper, and the content of the painting was also very simple. It was a dead tree shaped like antlers, a strange rock shaped like a snail, and star dwarf bamboo protruding from behind the strange rock.
The entire composition is also extremely random and rough, and it looks good from a distance, but there are countless flaws when viewed up close, and there is no aesthetic feeling at all.
"The treasure you are talking about is it, isn't it? This painting of dead wood and strange rocks?" Yang He smiled when he saw the painting in Ye Fan's hand.
"Hahaha~"
"I said you wouldn't see that the painting was signed by Su Dongpo, so you really think it's Su Dongpo's work?"
Yang He kept talking, the smile on his face suddenly became wider, and his words were full of sarcasm.
"There are eyes but no pearls!" Ye Fan didn't bother to pay attention to him, but just replied coldly.
"Brat, you really don't know what's good!"
"In that case, how about we make a bet?"
"If this word is worth more than ten thousand, I will pay you ten times its value!"
"But if it's worthless, you'll pay me a million dollars."
"How about it, do you dare to bet?"
Yang He sneered.
Ye Fan glanced at him and snorted, "Pay me ten times?"
"I'm afraid you can't afford it!"
"Stop talking nonsense, just say do you dare to bet?" Yang He asked coldly.
"Since you insist on betting, then I will bet with you!" Ye Fan replied.
When Qiu Mucheng heard this, her pretty face immediately turned pale, and she said angrily, "Ye Fan, you're crazy, how can you have a million dollars?" JrNovels.com
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