"It's better to imitate than to see everything." Mr. Wu, your technique seems to me to be a miracle. So I dare to ask, Mr. Wu, what's your full name? You must have been a hall level figure in the antique world at that time. "

Xiao Han's voice fell to the ground. The old Wu, who had a smile on his face, gradually solidified his smile on his face.

"As you just said, you are here to buy things. Don't ask so much. Take whatever you like." Old Wu's tone was cold for a moment, and then he added, "young people's best not to meddle in their own affairs, or they won't know if they are in trouble"

seeing that old Wu's face is unhappy, Xiao Han doesn't ask much.

"Great, great!" At this time, Xiao Wanyu's voice of exclamation came from behind.

"What do you like, Miss Xiao?"

Wu walked slowly to Xiao Wanyu on crutches, but he didn't pay any attention to Xiao Han.

Xiao Han doesn't care about Mr. Wu at the moment. He strolls around the room and finds that there are basically imitations here, but no authentic ones. Moreover, according to his observation, many old things are made towards Tuqin, that is to say, if many of them are imitated according to the authentic burial objects.

This also confirms one thing from the side, that is, Mr. Wu must have a large number of treasures brought out of the earth, which also means that there must be a tomb robber gang behind him.

However, these are Xiao Han's conjectures, and he has no actual evidence.

At present, the most important thing is to find some funerary objects, even one or two of which can be called the police to check.

But after wandering around, Xiao Han found that there was nothing he wanted.

It's impossible. This place should be old man Wu's workshop. He must make imitations here. Since he makes imitations, he must refer to the authentic ones, and those authentic ones should not be transported back and forth, which increases the risk of damage to the authentic ones.

In this way, those things must be hidden here!

Xiao Han felt that the real products must be in this yard, but he couldn't figure out exactly where they were.

Although there are many sheds in the yard, antiques are usually very delicate and cannot be exposed to the air.

If you think about it like this, you have to put it indoors and in the cellar.

But some things are afraid of moisture, so they must be stored in a dry and sealed place, so as to reduce the oxidation of oxygen on some bronzes and other things.

It's impossible to hide in the middle hall. The left wing room should be the living room, and there should be no place to hide, so there should be only the right wing room, but it's already full

Xiao Han shook his head. He restored the whole yard in his mind, and then eliminated it one by one.

After several times of exclusion, Xiao Han still felt that the most likely place was in the west chamber.

Is there a mechanism, a dark grid or something?

Thinking of this, Xiao Han focused on observing the walls of the west chamber. When he saw the walls in the northwest, he suddenly found something strange.

He found that the other three walls were made of lime and brick, but there was something wrong with the wall close to the northwest!

And let him find that the reason for the problem is that Mr. Wu actually pasted an enlarged version of Qingming Riverside map on the four walls.

At first, Xiao Han thought it was just a little strange, but when he looked at it carefully, he found that something was wrong, because the Qingming Riverside map was not mounted, but pasted on the wall like a window.

How could Mr. Wu, who is so sad about the imitations of antiques, casually paste a picture of Qingming River on the wall, which is also not elegant, so Xiao Han concluded that there must be something wrong with the wall

When he discovered the problem of Qingming River map, Xiao Han put his attention on the wall. He pretended to be casual, and at the same time, while Wu was not paying attention, he stared at the wall.

Finally, on the wall in the northwest, Xiao Han found that the other three sides of the lime brick structure had become a wooden wall.

Although it is found that the structure is different, if you want to know whether there is a dark grid inside, you must see whether the wooden wall is empty.

Just as Xiao Han was about to reach out and knock, suddenly he reached out and heard the cold voice of old Wu.

"What do you like?"

Frightened, Xiao Han turned his head and said to Wu with a smile, "I think the picture of Qingming River on the wall is very interesting. It's so big. How much work will it take to get it out? How can you paste it on the wall?"

Old Wu narrowed his eyes and stared at Xiao Han for a while. He said anxiously and expressionless, "I'm not satisfied with this one, so I'll stick it on the wall. Is there any problem?"

Xiao Han said with a smile, "no problem, no problem. Mr. Wu can do whatever he wants. I'll say it casually."

Although the mouth said so, but in the heart Xiao Han already muttered.

When you are so old, you don't use your head to find reasons. The real Qingming River map is only less than six meters long, and its width is only about 20 centimeters. You make a replica of tens of meters, when others are blind?This reason is obviously unreasonable, but Xiao Han knows it in his heart and doesn't say it. Anyway, the more Wu Lao Yue is out of his way, the more he says that his guess may be right.

"I've been looking at you for a long time. Do you have any of them in mind?"

Mr. Wu's tone became colder and colder, which seemed to Xiao Han as if he was following the guest's orders.

"I like a few things, the cock, and these, but I don't have so much money with me. Can I come back tomorrow to swipe the card?" Xiao Han points with his fingers. His purpose is to come back tomorrow. As for the money, he still has 20 million yuan to win.

It has to be said that in the circle of antiques, money is too fast, but the same, millions may be a lot of money in reality, but in the circle of antiques, maybe a best ice bracelet has this price.

So 20 million seems to be more than 20 million, if you play collection, it's really not enough to burn.

Listen to Xiao Han say so, Wu old face show impatient look, "OK, you said these several I remember, back you look for tiger son, let him give you."

In Xiao Han's opinion, this sentence was the same as before, and he had already ordered to leave.

"All right, I'll go first, auntie. What do you think of it?"

Xiao Han knew in his heart that maybe old Wu was suspicious of himself. If he stayed any longer, it would be a question whether he could go out or not.

In fact, Xiao Hangang has carefully observed Wu. Although he looks very old and still has a crutch, he just found that the old man's breath is long and his steps are steady. He doesn't look like an old man whose loess has been buried in his neck.