Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 197 No problem with painting, how did it come about?
"No need, just sit and watch."

Ning Fan gave an order, pretended to set up his mobile phone, and connected to the system to start the live broadcast.

Anyway, there is no need for any action to live broadcast in my own store, this is enough.

After thinking about it, he stopped again, took out two books from the bookshelf and pushed them over.

"One copy for each person. You can read the book during my live broadcast and do random checks after reading it."

When Lu Zhu and Zhou Gang heard this, the corners of their mouths twitched.

The two of them, one professional debt collector and one gambling dog, let them read books now, which is more uncomfortable than killing them.

Lu Zhu frowned and was hesitating whether to agree or not, while Zhou Gang had already put on a deadpan expression.

"Master Ning, I have a bad memory since I was a child, what should I do if I can't remember this thing?"

Ning Fan smiled slightly and spoke warmly.

"How much will you pay if the three numbers on the dice are the same?"

"Leopard? It depends on what game is played, and where it is played."

Zhou Gang's eyes lit up, and he was extremely excited.

"If you play in a small game, you usually pay ten for one. The rules for playing in a big game are eight for one."

"There is also the idea of ​​pressing points. The dice have a total of six numbers. It depends on how many points you want to surround."

"If it's a round one, it's a leopard, ten for one."

"The highest is the six leopards with circumference six, one pays sixty."

"However, this kind of gameplay is very risky, and most people dare not play it."

"I only heard of an old man who went to the venue every day and used ten yuan to bet six. Unfortunately, he hadn't won in more than ten years."

Ning Fan listened without interrupting, and changed the question after Zhou Gang finished speaking.

"The croupier has ten small hands in a row, how do you bet on the next one?"

"Bet big! Go all in!"

"That's fine."

Ning Fan opened the book and spoke lightly.

"Lu Zhu read half of the book, you read one."

"Why?"

Zhou Gang exploded when he heard the words, and poked three severed fingers on the book.

"You're smart."

Ning Fan said something, don't say any more, just sit back.

"you……"

Zhou Gang wanted to say something, but thinking of the feeling of dying before, he forcibly held back, not daring to say another word.

"I went out to see, I was uncomfortable in the house."

Zhou Gang sat for a few seconds, put down his words and turned to go out.

Only then did Lu Zhu lean forward to ask about the doubts just now.

"Master Ning, is there any particularity to your question? Why do you have to bet big for ten small hands in a row?"

"Are you sure you will win?"

Ning Fan chuckled and shook his head.

"how is this possible!"

"There is no winner or loser in a casino. As long as you don't leave the table, the dealer will win in the end."

"Then what do you mean?"

Ning Fan looked outside the door and said calmly.

"The casino is the most test of human nature. A person who can survive by chopping off three fingers is not a stupid person."

"I would have said that no matter what he said."

"Just now he figured it out, and he was embarrassed to see me, so he went out to read."

"Uh."

Lu Zhu didn't know what to say for a while after listening to the words.

He didn't know whether Ning Fan was saying that Zhou Gang was stupid or that he was really stupid.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he also found an excuse to go out, leaving Ning Fan alone in the live broadcast room.

Ning Fan saw that both of them were going out, and didn't say anything. He calmly started the live broadcast and waited for Baoyou to come.

The old treasure friends received the reminder and all flooded in, and the new viewers came in to see what was going on seeing the traffic so large.

Ning Fan calmly brewed a pot of tea and chatted with some familiar faces.

While talking, a message popped up in the live broadcast room.

"Master Ning, I have a painting here without a signature, can you show it?"

"Look and talk."

Ning Fan put down the tea bowl, and it happened to be placed next to the reminder that there is a paid appraisal, and if you make a mistake, you will pay ten.

Passerby Jia Baoyou saw this and immediately understood the meaning, and sent ten rockets.

"Yo, it's interesting!"

The treasure friends all laughed secretly when they saw the ten rockets.

The newcomer Baoyou didn't understand what happened, and was still asking what was going on.

I saw someone explain it.

"Master Ning pays ten for every mistake. There are always people who want to come over and pick up the mistakes, and want to make Master Ning misread something and get compensation."

"Master Ning looks at things, and they look at Master Ning's compensation."

"It's a pity that no one has succeeded so far."

"Originally, Master Ning will also read such uncertain things as a reward of ten yuan and one hundred yuan. If it is sent, just make up a happy bag later."

"But this kind of person who said he didn't know the origin and offered generous rewards, at a glance, he knew that he wanted to use Master Ning as a cash machine."

"understood!"

Everyone in the live broadcast room saw this explanation and understood what Baoyou was thinking.

Passer-by Jia Baoyou saw that his mind was exposed and did not admit it.

"Baoyou, you're not talking nonsense!"

"Although I don't know the origin of this painting, I know it was painted by a big man, so I dare to pay a lot of money."

"You see, I paid the tuition, and there is a story behind it."

"You read it wrong, I didn't do it on purpose!"

"Okay, good or bad is up to you, hurry up and read things!"

Passerby Jia Baoyou argued for a few words, but Baoyou couldn't stand it any longer, so he told him to shut up and asked Ning Fan to quickly talk about what was going on with this thing.

On the screen, the painting has been unfolded.

Everyone looked at the picture and was shocked for no reason.

Steep and strange rocks, rustling red leaves, a white-fronted beast tiger with hanging eyes is in a climbing posture, looking back and looking out of the screen, there is a feeling of jumping out of the paper.

The fly in the ointment is that the tiger's eyes are half floating, and the killing spirit is half less.

"Nice painting!"

Baoyou, who knows painting in the live broadcast room, couldn't help but sigh when looking at the painting.

They can't see the strokes of the painting clearly, but they can see that the painting is unusual from the color and momentum.

After all, paintings are somewhat different from other cultural relics.

It can be regarded as the most intuitive art category for ordinary people.

For painting, beginners draw shapes, advanced ones draw bones, and masters draw spirits.

It's about the feeling that the painting shows.

In the picture of the tiger in front of me, although the eyes are fluttering, the feeling on the painting is vivid on the paper, and one can even feel the majesty of the tiger at a glance.

This kind of feeling is impossible for everyone who is not Huahu.

Passerby Jia Baoyou was also full of pride when he saw the audience's barrage.

"How? You're right!"

"Who doesn't say a word about this painting after reading it?"

"I came to Master Ning just because I couldn't see who the original painting was, and I wanted to ask for advice."

When everyone heard this, they looked carefully at the screen, but they did not find the signature and postscript.

Can't help but wonder.

The paintings are all framed, there should be no inscriptions and seals, how could this happen?

Ning Fan's eyes fell on the painting, and the information on the picture had already appeared.

Glancing at it, I couldn't help laughing.

[The picture of the tiger going up the mountain and down the mountain is a work jointly drawn by two brothers Zhang Daqian and Zhang Shanma. 】

[Drawn in modern times, the signed seal is hidden in the red leaves and strange stones on the right. 】

"It's actually drawn by two brothers. It's still a wrong drawing. It's interesting!"

Looking at the information, Ning Fan already guessed the general idea, and smiled.

"Baoyou, there is no problem with the thing, it was painted by the master, but how did you get this thing?"

(End of this chapter)