Wang Fan was a little unskilled when he was selling goods alone for the first time. He looked at the things in his hands. Not to mention that stones were just himself, he felt that everything might be really inappropriate, so the more he said he was, the less confident he said it!

But it’s not surprising to think about it. Shi Tou is in a bad mood and said it casually. How can there be a good product in this world that can make people become tall, rich and handsome?

"Brother, I think everything is good. I think you look familiar, why don't I buy them all? Anyway, the membership card is inexplicable! Just use them all!"

Wang Fan looked at Shi Tou's empty eyes and could see that Xiaoyu had a big blow to him, making everything indifferent. Think about what he wanted him to buy, which would make him feel better and get out of Xiaoyu to attack him soon?

"You shouldn't have graduated from college yet? This smart pill is only five points per pill. Just buy this one, and you can become a top student at the worst! Haha..."

Among the pile of goods, Wang Fan chose the goods he thought were the cheapest and most affordable, and then handed them to Shi Tou sincerely: "With it, money will come in the future, and knowledge equals money!"

Wang Fan was a little proud and showed off his black pill. Shi Tou muttered: "Time equals money!"

"Can I drink here? I feel so nervous!"

Shi Tou said with a blank look. Wang Fan looked at him quite depressed and quickly gave him a bottle of frozen beer: "Five dollars, this is an ordinary commodity that requires cash transaction!"

"There is no hurdle that cannot be overcome. People have a very good life. Good days are coming. Do you think you bought the Clever Pill? You will definitely become a top student in the future!"

Zhang Xiang smiled and comforted Shi Tou. Now Shi Tou just wants to find a stranger to talk to him. Maybe what to buy may not be important to him.

Cangming Wan? I just saw that this thing is cheap and has a good name. I hope I can find something good for Shi Tou!

After the transaction was completed, when Wang Fan watched the stone leave, the red wind chimes rang. It was so strange that they were all hanging at the gate of the supermarket. Why did the other two wind chimes not move at all?

"The head hurts so much! Why did I get to the dormitory bed? Why did the clever pills I bought disappear?" Shi Tou touched his head and asked the classmates beside him in confusion, but it attracted the brothers on the opposite side to rolled their eyes.

"You guy, you sleep when you get drunk, and you buy smart pills? You slept like a dead pig last night, and your snoring was so noisy!"

Listening to my brother's words, Shi Tou smiled embarrassedly, but the dream last night was too strange, but in this world, there are only smart pills sold in the dream!

Wang Fan had already returned to the basement at this time. After he walked through the stone, he was struggling many times, walking around under the wind chime. It was really strange. Every time, no matter how loud he was, the red wind chime was ringing.

But I clearly remember that on the first day in the supermarket, the yellow and blue wind chimes also rang. Last night, business was not good and only received one member guest, Shi Tou. He also found that only member guest transactions could increase his performance.

This supermarket is really strange. Isn’t it money for ordinary customers to trade? This supermarket distinguishes member guests from ordinary customers too clearly, which is a serious level of discrimination!

Wang Fan felt a little uneasy, but he was just complaining! He fell asleep quickly after get off work!

The sky is so bright and the earth is so wide

Love is so rippling, heart is so swaying

The song is so melodious

...

Wang Fan was woken up by the ringtone of his cell phone, turned on the lights in the basement and answered the phone. He realized that the identification results of the flower and bird picture had come out. The auction house asked him to go there, saying that there was something wrong with the flower and bird picture.

"Mr. Wang, I'm really sorry to invite you to come here. We want to know the origin of this flower and bird picture, because there are several things that cannot be explained at all in this painting. We would like to ask for advice!"

The auction house introduced this time attached great importance to Wang Fan's flower and bird picture, and invited three or four experts with deep knowledge in the industry, some of whom were fifty or sixty years old. They surrounded the painting in the middle, shaking their heads and tails one by one, as if they were facing some difficulties.

"Mr. Wang, this is a professor Gao who was specially invited by the capital and the most authoritative research on flowers, birds, mountains and rivers in the industry!"

"This is Mr. Chen, a very famous archaeologist in China. This is the chief appraiser of this auction house!"

This is a specially vacated conference room. When the professors and experts who had originally looked around the flower and bird pictures came, they all smiled strangely on their faces. Some even looked Wang Fan from top to bottom and smiled interestedly after looking at him.

Those smiles made Wang Fan feel very strange. He was just selling a painting. As for what makes people so curious?

"Mr. Wang is not old, and I am more curious about how you got this picture of flowers and birds!" Wang Fan sat down, and the first person who couldn't help but ask was the first Professor Chen of Archaeology who was wearing golden silk eyes and was in his forties.

He was most confused about this painting. He had been in the past twenty years of archaeology and had never seen such a strange and incomprehensible thing, so after seeing the owner of the painting, he was the first to ask.

"The flower and bird pictures have nothing to do with age, right?"

Wang Fan's heart was a little suffocated. The auction house also asked him about the source of the painting. At that time, he couldn't come up with a good idea, so he just said that it was his friend who asked him to consign it. Because he couldn't tell others that he bought discounted products in the supermarket?

In fact, at the beginning, Wang Fan just wanted to ask the gallery to identify it, because he always felt that the painting was extraordinary. He said it looked like a modern painting, but the paper of the scroll was very special and I had never seen it before. However, Wang Fan couldn't believe it, after all, it was bought by himself.

But I have encountered many puzzling things in Sanjie Supermarket, and this one is not bad!

"I was abrupt. Could this painting be your heirloom?"

Professor Chen pushed his gold-rimmed glasses with his hand, and then asked Wang Fan tentatively, but it made him feel alert. If he said that this was passed down from his family, it would be sure that the painting was an ancient painting, but only he knew that the scroll was bought in the supermarket, so it should not be possible.

"This was bought by my friend and asked me to consign. I don't know the details. Is there any problem with this painting?"

Wang Fan thought about it and originally wanted to sell the painting to Mr. Chen, who liked the pictures of flowers and birds. He brought the painting to the auction house for appraisal. He was just curious and did not object.

But when I came here today, I saw that the auction house was so large that it invited a large group of experts and scholars to study this painting. It was really puzzling!

Isn't it like he guessed? It's just a common modern landscape painting?

"This painting is a bit strange. From the seal and artistic conception of this painting, we all agree that it is the original work of Mr. Yu Jian in the Qing Dynasty!"

Professor Chen had a serious face, and the other people were also silent, but they looked very strange. It was said that a few people could identify the authenticity and origin of a picture. It was a very happy thing for them to express this expression. Wang Fan's cry was wrong in his heart!

"But, however, the paper drawn is used to test it. The conclusion is that it is not even a few hundred years. To be long is a picture scroll within ten years, so this painting may be fake!"

Professor Gao finally couldn't help it at this time. He had never seen such a strange thing in so many years! It was obviously the original work of Mr. Yu Jian, but there was a problem on the paper that was most likely to be faked!

Because the paper does not feel like it has been preserved for hundreds of years, just like modern calligraphy, there is no trace of time left too much!

If something goes wrong, there will be monsters, so the auction house had to invite Wang Fan to find out the origin of the painting. If it is a real masterpiece, how can the paper be explained? If it is fake, how can it be so fake?

Wang Fan was stunned. He finally understood the meaning of these professors. He meant that he was highly simulated calligraphy and painting. Except for the paper drawn, there was no trace of forgery. It was even more authentic than the original!

How could this happen? I obviously bought this painting at Sanjie Supermarket, which is a discounted product for members. At most, it is a modern painting. Who has ever seen antiques from the Qing Dynasty sold in supermarkets? I can only say that this painting has a high degree of simulation!

"I understand, then this painting is worthless? Or if it has no auction value, can I take it back?"

It is false to say that he is not disappointed. Wang Fan originally expected to be used for thousands or hundreds of dollars. After all, he remembered that Qin Han asked what he wanted. He said he was the one who lacked money, so Qin Han asked him to choose this painting. Could it be that Qin Han lied to him?

The feeling that Qin Han gave him at that time was not as if he was joking with him. For some reason, Wang Fan always had a feeling that Qin Han was very mysterious. Although the Three Realms Supermarket looked very ordinary, he had a feeling in his heart that the supermarket was not simple!

"No, that's not the case. Given that your situation is a bit special, the auction house has a suggestion, can we handle this painting? And the auction house will give you a satisfactory price?"

After all, this is the ultimate goal of the auction house. Wang Fan's eyes swept through them one by one, and he already knew in his heart that as long as the paper antique technology is excellent, several experts can completely insist that this is the original work of Mr. Yu Jian of the Qing Dynasty.
Chapter completed!