At six o'clock in the morning, Chen Yu got up on time.

Sometimes, this biological clock is too punctual and not entirely a benefit.

Because I didn't sleep at all...

No matter how sleepy you are, you will wake up as soon as you are at this time.

He stretched, Chen Yu took a white T-shirt on the clothes hanger and put it on, washed his face on the faucet in the yard, and then walked to the backyard while wiping his face.

The old Shen family house has two entrances in front and back. Except for the lack of a wing room, the backyard is similar to the front yard.

However, most of the rooms in the backyard are sealed with spider webs, and the walls are peeled off and dilapidated.

Chen Yu was not in the mood to clean up. He could only live in the house in the front yard by himself, and he could not use the back.

As for renting, Chen Yu doesn't like this rent either.

Maybe when your career grows bigger, it can be regarded as an antique warehouse.

The yard of the backyard is smaller than that of the front yard, but it is more than 150 square meters, and all are paved with bluestone slabs.

In the center of the yard, there are horizontal bars, sandbags, dumbbells, bench press racks and other fitness equipment.

The most conspicuous ones are more than a dozen wooden stakes near the east wall. Unlike ordinary wooden stakes, these are real wooden stakes.

Wooden people have hands and feet, clear facial features, and their body proportions are completely made of real people. If someone looks at it in the dark, they may be shocked and think that there are more than a dozen living people standing there.

These wooden men are of different heights, the tallest one is more than two meters tall, and the shortest one is only one, five or six meters.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yu walked to a wooden man and started his daily morning class.

Piling!

The wooden man in front of Chen Yu was about 1.8 meters tall, about the same size as Chen Yu. His whole body was shiny, his face was carved very delicately, and his facial features were not only correct, but he even had a bit of heroic spirit.

"clang!"

Chen Yu swung his punch and hit Mu Ren hard on the left shoulder. Mu Ren turned his movement, but his right arm swung towards Chen Yu's head.

Without any dodging, Chen Yu raised his arm and blocked it with his right fist. At the same time, he quickly hit the ball.

This punch hit the wooden man's face, and the wooden man fell down on his back.

Chen Yujing watched the wooden man fall down, but his face was full of alert.

Sure enough, the wooden man had just fallen down one third, but it bounced back towards the sinking and like a spring.

Halfway through the bounce, the wooden man's right foot was set by the mechanism or because of inertia, he suddenly lifted up and kicked Chen Yu's lower abdomen.

Chen Yu retreated, but he opened his right arm and grabbed the back of a short wooden man beside him, blocking him like a sandbag.

The big wooden man kicked the little wooden man and bounced back again.

This time, Chen Yu no longer gave it a chance to take action. Countless fast punches hit the wooden man quickly. Chen Yu hit faster and faster, and the wooden man also rotated rapidly.

"Swish!"

Chen Yu abandoned the wooden man in front of him and penetrated into the wooden man like a cheetah.

Ding, ding, ding...

With the crisp sounds, the directions of these wooden stakes were different.

But now they all face north and south, and they seem to be in awe of Chen Yu.

The sun shines, and it feels like watching martial arts movies.

The phone rang.

Chen Yu wiped his sweat with the towel on his shoulders, and picked it up and saw that it was Lao Liu's phone number.

At this time, Chen Yu remembered that he had not given the money from Duan Inkstone to others.

"Hey, Brother Liu, why did you call me so early? Are you worried that I won't give you money for the inkstone?"

"It's not that, Xiao Shen, I'm in trouble with you, brother." Lao Liu's somewhat panicked and anxious voice came from the receiver of the phone.

"What's the matter? Brother Liu, don't rush to speak slowly." Chen Yu heard Lao Liu's words and walked quickly to the front yard.

"Don't mention it, I've identified the calligraphy and paintings for people today. Now I'm using my urine to call you in Lao Xu's "Old Porcelain Xuan". Can you come and help me see?" Lao Liu's voice obviously had a hint of pleading.

"Okay, you can walk slowly to the stall in five minutes. I'll take a taxi right now. It will take about twenty minutes. We can almost arrive at the same time."

Chen Yu hung up the phone and had already made a decision in his heart.

Although Lao Liu wanted to cheat himself last time, if it weren't for him, Chen Yu felt that he wouldn't have the special ability to identify antiques.

Besides, after saving someone and falling into a coma, Lao Liu was the first to come to save him. This favor is worth it.

Besides, if you have multiple friends and multiple roads, there is no need to completely eliminate the road just because of one thing.

The antique business is a personal favor business after all, and no matter whoever is using friends will be used.

A reputation for not helping you, who is busy and unhelpful, is not a good thing for you.

Young, no say.

A quarter of an hour later.

Chen Yu walked out of the taxi.

Unlike before, there is a solid wood square table next to Lao Liu's stall, with a scroll painting on it.

There was also a chair in front, and the person who came to identify calligraphy and paintings did not sit, but stood.

This man is of medium figure, about 37 or 38 years old, and wearing a dark silk shirt that doesn't match his age adds a bit of old appearance.

It has a bit ordinary length, with broken eyebrows, thin eyes, garlic head, and nose, and several long scars on the cheeks. It seems that it is not easy to get along with.

What surprised Chen Yu the most was that the other party had a medium-part hairstyle even though he had a hair loss.

There is no one else in this taste.

Seeing that he looked at himself more and more seriously, the man in the silk shirt threw away the folding fan in his hand, and then pretended to be a cool fan to blow the wind.

At this time, Lao Liu quickly came over with an impatient expression on his face: "Xiao Shen, you are here. This time you will help you Brother Liu no matter what."

"Brother Liu, why are you still taking the appraisal job?" Chen Yu didn't say it directly, but his meaning was clear. Brother, please don't earn the appraisal fee if you have the appraisal level.

Lao Liu's face turned red, he wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, and whispered to Chen Yu: "Brother, I don't know what's wrong today. This guy praised me for a while and then I made an appraisal of it. He threw the money directly on my stall. After reading the painting, I couldn't even give up.

"I feel that his painting is fake, but I can't tell where it is fake.

“If it is true, I just feel something is wrong.

"Before calling you, my family called and said that my old man had a heart attack and was hanging in the hospital.

"I left on the spot, and it became a joke in the fritters market. Even if I said that the old man was sick, I left, others would just treat me as an excuse.

"If I don't leave, I'm confused now. The more I look at it, the less I can't see it, so I called you.

"As long as you help Brother Liu this time, you can choose any item in my box afterwards, and I don't want yours for a penny.

"I have learned a lesson this time. Even if I give me ten thousand yuan in calligraphy and painting, I won't help anyone to see it."

Chen Yu waved his hand: "Brother Liu, where are you talking? Anyone may encounter urgent matters in Jianghu. You can go to the hospital now and leave it to me. By the way, what should I do if the stall comes later?"

Lao Liu said indifferently: "My treasure box is placed at home. Now the items on the stall are all worth three cents.

"You can sort it out as you finish it. I will let Lao Xu from "Old Porcelain" move there."

After Lao Liu finished speaking, he turned around and explained to the man in silk clothes. It probably meant that something happened at home. He found him a more powerful master of the palm, and then left in a hurry.

"Haha, are your fresh market's palms so useless?

"I can't even tell the authenticity of the paintings, so I dare to charge the appraisal fee? One of them ran away and another one was covered in hairless words. Are you not planning to put them on the stall?" The man in the silk dress did not hide his contempt at all.

Chen Yu frowned and said coldly: "Put your mouth cleaner, who said that you can't identify it?"

"Yeah, you are young, don't talk big? The one who just collected money was very quick, but he couldn't say anything for an hour. This is not acceptable, right?

"What should I buy for an appraisal fee of 1,000 yuan?"

Chen Yu's face was calm, "What is a big talk? You asked someone to identify calligraphy and paintings, just to break the generations, know who the author's name is, whether it is the original, and what the market price is now.

"I will tell you clearly after reading these things.

"If you think it's OK, we'll all be happy.

"If you think it's wrong, you can continue to identify the master-level master.

"The antique shop rules are to pay 100% if you appraise mistakes. At that time, the appraisal fee of 100,000 yuan is a lot of money, and you can get it on the spot."

"You? Who are you? What a big tone, the 100,000 yuan is almost ten yuan for you?" The man in silk shirt looked Chen Yu up and down, and asked for the doubts in his heart.

"If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname. Chen Yu, Chen Qinan, you can ask."

The man in silk shirt thought for a long time, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "The name Chen Yu sounds familiar. Is your grandfather heavy? "

Chen Yu nodded: "That's right."

"Oh..." Hearing Chen Yu's affirmative reply, the man in the silk shirt elongated his tone and immediately softened his tone, "Oh, I don't know gold and jade. Let's get to know each other again. My surname is Fan, and my double-character Shigui is Shigui, Fan Shigui."

Chen Yu shook hands with him, then ignored him, but turned around and went to Lao Liu's stall to pick up a pair of white gloves and look like the painting.
To be continued...