The villain who travels through the book, this time the heroine has her own system?

Chapter 721

"Hey, hey, it's the same old trick!"

"But is this inkstone really real?"

"Dude, are you doubting Mr. Lin's eyes?"

"It's not that I doubt it, but Mr. Lin's personality. Look at how the stall owner was teased by him just now. It's not surprising if he comes to trick this stall owner."

"Haha, wouldn't that be more fun!"

"Oh my god, now that you say that, I'm looking forward to it even more!"

The passers-by who were watching the show laughed, and the stall owner finally thought about it within the last time given by Lin Chuan and raised his head, smiling at Lin Chuan: "Mr. Lin, I've decided on the price!"

"How much?"

Lin Chuan asked directly.

"One, one..."

The stall owner stretched out a finger and said, "One million!"

"Are you sure!?"

Lin Chuan frowned inadvertently.

"Then..."

Seeing Lin Chuan frowning, the stall owner was startled, thinking that the price was too high, and hurriedly smiled and changed his words: "One million is the market price, but it's you, Mr. Lin, who is buying it, so, five hundred thousand, five hundred thousand!"

"Are you sure?"

Lin Chuan laughed dumbly and said, "You won't have a chance to regret it later!"

"I, I will..."

After being asked by Lin Chuan, the stall owner hesitated again.

Suddenly.

The people around laughed even more happily.

Seeing the half-smile on Lin Chuan's face, the stall owner really couldn't tell whether the inkstone was real or fake, and even didn't know if Lin Chuan was teasing him.

After hesitating for a while.

The stall owner decided to take the money.

"Mr. Lin!"

The stall owner smiled and said, "It's only 500,000 yuan. However, you are an expert, so I can't guarantee the authenticity of this inkstone. Of course, even if it is real, I will accept it!"

"No problem!"

Lin Chuan nodded and said to Zhong Lingguang on the side, "Lingguang, pay!"

"Okay!"

Zhong Lingguang nodded and took out the gold card.

Seeing that Lin Chuan really wanted to buy it, the stall owner immediately felt regretful and felt that he had paid less.

However, the stall owner was not a bad person. Although he regretted it, he did not change his mind.

He took the card.

The stall owner quickly completed the deduction.

As the money arrived, the two parties successfully completed the transaction, and the inkstone was in Zhong Lingguang's hands.

At this time.

In the crowd.

A member of the Beijing Antique Association suddenly exclaimed.

"This is..."

"A Piyong inkstone from the Tang Dynasty!"

"This inkstone, this shape, this craftsmanship, is exactly the same as the Biyong inkstone from the early Tang Dynasty in the museum, except for the signature, I didn't expect to see it here!"

"Are you talking about the one that was discovered in Chang'an five years ago?"

With the words of this member of the Antiques Association, now it exploded.

Someone asked curiously: "Is this inkstone very valuable? I see you seem very shocked!"

"Valuable!"

"You are wrong!"

The man shook his head and sighed: "This inkstone is rare, and..."

"On the inkstone found in Chang'an, we found some incomplete inscriptions. The few words on it roughly mean something like Tan something Zhang Gong..."

"My teacher inferred!"

"The owner of that inkstone is very likely to be Zhang Gongjin, the Duke of Tan, one of the 24 heroes of the Lingyan Pavilion in the Tang Dynasty. I thought that the Biyong inkstone was already a unique piece, but..."

"I didn't expect it!"

"I saw another identical one here today!"

After hearing this, the passers-by around him just felt novel. After all, although he was one of the 24 heroes of the Lingyan Pavilion, Zhang Gongjin was indeed not very famous.

But...

Other members of the Antique Association around him found something more important.

"You mean..."

"Yes!"

"Normally, at the level of Duke, their burial objects cannot be mass-produced!"

"Unless this inkstone has other special meanings!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene became even more sensational. People who can come to Panjiayuan have more or less some knowledge of antiques, so they understand that once antiques are related to celebrities and have a good story, how much they will cost.

Let's not talk about anything else.

Let's talk about the famous Ming Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup.

The chicken cup can be sold at a high price of 280 million. In addition to its rarity, its story is also one of the main reasons. Otherwise, a single chicken cup would never have such a high price.

"Mr. Lin!"

"I dare to ask!"

With the noise around him, the antique glutton who spoke couldn't help it and said to Lin Chuan: "Is there an inscription on this inkstone! ? "

Lin Chuan smiled and took the inkstone from Zhong Lingguang.

He raised the inkstone and nodded to everyone, saying, "Indeed, there is!"

"Really! ?"

The man asked excitedly, "What is inside?"What is Rong! "

"Duke Weiguo Li Jing!"

"Fuck!"

"Another Lingyan Pavilion hero!"

"Duke Weiguo, this is the military god of the Tang Dynasty, much more powerful than that Duke Tanguo, I didn't expect that the inscription on this inkstone is his!"

"What do you think!"

"Could it be that all 24 heroes have it! ?"

"Brother, you are a genius. Now that you put it that way, I think so too. Otherwise, it can't be such a coincidence that Zhang Gongjin has it, and Li Weiguo also has it. Not only are they exactly the same, but the inscriptions are also in the same place!"

"Could it be that Li Shimin carved it?"

"It's hard to say! "

Hearing that it was Li Weigong engraved on it, the passers-by on the scene became more and more excited, and the member of the Beijing Antiques Association was so excited that he looked like he had drunk several kilograms of Erguotou, and his whole face was red.

As for Zhong Lingguang, he couldn't help laughing.

Just now she was worried that her boss would not like this inkstone.

After all, she knew her old boss's hobbies very well. It was good to like calligraphy and painting, but for things like the calligrapher Zhao Ji, the old boss would definitely not like it. Not only did he not like it, he even hated it.

And an inkstone.

To be honest, even if this was a rare Biyong inkstone from the Tang Dynasty, Zhong Lingguang was not sure what the old boss's attitude was.

But now this problem is completely gone.

A Biyong inkstone from the Tang Dynasty, more importantly, it was used by Li Jing, the military god of the Tang Dynasty, Li Weigong. It would be strange if the old boss didn't love this thing.

The whole world was laughing.

Only the stall owner was very hurt.

"Mr. Lin! ”

The stall owner opened his mouth and asked bitterly: "Mr. Lin, please tell me, how much is this inkstone worth! ? ”

"Priceless!"

Lin Chuan gave a riddle.

Suddenly, the stall owner looked even more distressed.

"Haha!"

"As expected of Mr. Lin!"

"Yes, you have a good eye for pearls. If it weren't for Mr. Lin, who would know that this Panjiayuan stall not only has a copy of "Qian Chu Shi Biao" written by Yue Wumu, but also a Biyong inkstone used by Li Weigong!"

"Just now Master Shen said that Mr. Lin's attainments are higher than his. I thought it was a joke, but now it seems that what Master Shen said is right. Mr. Lin is indeed a real antique appraisal master!"

"You know he is a master, why do you still call him Mr. Lin?"

"My mistake, my mistake, I should call him Master Lin, Master Lin!"