Shengshibaojian

Xuanbao Antique Store is located in the boutique store on Antique Street. There are three classical facades, and all kinds of antique treasures are neatly arranged. A boutique, a veritable century-old shop.

Shen Qiu got the money and was about to go to the hospital when he saw an elderly lady rushing to Xuanbaozhai with a complexion.

"Sorry to bother you!"

The old woman has gray hair, wears a plain floral long dress, her cheeks are wrinkled, her eyes are red and bloodshot, and she looks a little tired.

"Excuse me, does Xuan Baozhai accept copybooks?" The old woman came to the counter and said softly.

Xie Jingwen nodded politely, and poured tea for the old woman to give up her seat. The old woman took out a black hard copy from her purse, and spread out the book. There were many old copybooks in it. The copybooks were large and small, and most of the paper was yellowed and old. .

Generally speaking, these copybooks are well preserved, and each copybook is vacuum-sealed in a plastic package. The copybooks include cursive script, regular script, running script, and various types of copybooks.

There are about [-] to [-] copybooks in total, and each copybook is basically signed. The earliest ones are signed in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and most of them are copied in modern times.

The old woman said that these copybooks were collected by her husband. The husband started to collect them when he was young. He has spent a lot of savings to collect this batch of calligraphy copybooks for 50 years. Now her husband is seriously ill and hospitalized. Savings, I only thought of taking out this copybook to exchange for money when I had no choice.

"I heard that Xuanbaozhai is a century-old store, so I came here out of nowhere to give you this brochure."

The old woman looked benevolent, she didn't look like she was lying, but there was never a shortage of good storytellers in the antique industry. Xie Jingwen listened to the old woman's statement politely, and then carefully looked through the copybook in the old woman's hand .

Shen Qiu also moved to the side and glanced at them. These copybooks are old, but most of them are copybooks. The only few authentic ones are also generic and unknown. The writing skills are still sharp, but far from reaching the The level of famous people.

Xie Jingwen asked the old woman while flipping through the booklet: "Madam, how much do you plan to sell this booklet of copybooks?"

The old woman breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I don't know much about this. The old man spent seven to eighty thousand yuan collecting these copybooks before. The old man said that the market for copybook collections is booming. This booklet can sell for at least 15 yuan!"

"Madam, you may be disappointed." Xie Jingwen stopped flipping through her fingers: "I have read almost all of your copybooks, and most of them are copybooks. There are two from the late Ming Dynasty and three from the Qing Dynasty. The calligraphy handwriting is fairly neat, but they are not masterpieces, and the collection value is not high and cannot be sold at a high price."

The old woman heard the suspicion, and her expression was a little flustered: "If 15 is not enough, 12 is fine, and [-] is also fine... Thank you, boss, for your help. My family really needs this money. The old man is now Still lying on a hospital bed!"

Xie Jingwen shook her head slightly, with a firm tone: "Madam, I also want to help you, but this booklet is really not worth that much money. I can give you 2 yuan at most."

Xie Jingwen read the last copybook, confirmed that there were indeed no celebrity copybooks, and rationally quoted her own price.

The old woman frowned, showing disappointment. Before that, she had walked through many antique shops. Several shopkeepers said that these copybooks were worthless, and they were basically asking for three to five thousand. Only Xuan Baozhai The price is the highest.

But 2 yuan is a drop in the bucket for the old man's condition, and this booklet is the lifeblood of the old man, so she is very troubled whether to sell it or not.

"and many more!"

However, at this moment, Shen Qiu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly called out. Originally, he didn't report any hope, but when Xie Jingwen turned over the last post, he saw a bright spot in it.

"Madam? You don't mind selling me this copybook, do you?"

Xie Jingwen wasn't angry either, she knew the value of the copybook very well, and the reason why she offered 2 yuan also included a lot of sympathy: "Young Master Shen, did you like this copybook as well?"

Shen Qiu took the booklet of copybooks, flipped to the last copybook, and observed it carefully. It was a copybook copied from the Qing Dynasty. Ordinary hard yellow paper.

The copybook was signed at the end. It was copied by a person with the word "great man" in the Qianlong period. This copybook was published in the 31st year of Qianlong. In addition, there are several square red stamps in the middle of the copybook.

That's right!These are the red stamps!

The details of the red seal emerged in Shen Qiu's mind, and his eyes lit up immediately: "I want this copybook booklet..."

"Ah?" The old woman was quite surprised, seeing that Shen Qiu's down-and-out clothes seemed like a joke at such a young age, she hurriedly covered the copybook: "You want it? How much will you pay?"

Shen Qiu took out a bank card that was still warm: "Madam, my card is only 10 yuan now, if you believe me, I will give you the full 15 yuan tomorrow at the most!"

"I don't worry, I don't worry..." The old woman nodded hurriedly, feeling both surprised and delighted, not to mention 10 yuan, even Xie Jingwen's 2 yuan was ready to be sold.

"Shen Qiu? Which play are you singing? Are you sure you want it?" Xie Jingwen's fair cheeks were full of doubts. She didn't know what details Shen Qiu took a fancy to in this copybook. She had personally checked the copybooks. , there are no valuable copybooks at all, why did Shen Qiu ask for 15 yuan?

"If you're sure, I'll help you with the 5 yuan first, and Madam will take the money to see the doctor first..." Xie Jingwen looked at Shen Qiu's face again to confirm that this kid is not just talking nonsense.

"I want 15!"

It took less than 10 minutes for the copybook to complete the transaction. The old lady took 15 yuan to thank her, and before she left, Shen Qiu bowed to express her gratitude.

Seeing this operation, Xie Jingwen was full of confusion. If she hadn't known Shen Qiu, she would even have suspected that the two of them were colluding to cheat money.

"Thank you boss! I will send you the 5 yuan I owe you in the afternoon!"

Xie Jingwen blocked Shen Qiu: "Put the 5 yuan aside first, and tell me first, what do you like about the booklet of copybooks? Let alone 2 yuan for this booklet. Few people will be interested in 1 yuan! You want If I can explain it clearly, I don’t want the 5 yuan!”

Shen Qiu sat down again holding the copybook booklet: "Then I'll tell you, thank you boss for your trouble to pour me a glass of water first, I'm thirsty..."

"Shen Qiu, you really don't regard yourself as an outsider!" Xie Jingwen gave Shen Qiu a blank look, and still picked up the purple sand pot and cut a cup of good tea for Shen Qiu.

Shen Qiu let go of the copybook, and opened the last copybook: "This is the copybook, I missed it!"

Xie Jingwen came up to take a look, and suddenly laughed: "Shen Qiu? This copybook is what you fancy? You don't think it's the authentic work of Wang Xizhi? The original work of Wang Xizhi's safe post is 24.2 in width and 13 in. It's definitely not a copybook. Ordinary yellow cardboard!"

"Also, this "Ping An Tie" is obviously a copied work, signed by Zhang Weiren's ancients! There are so many copybooks of the Qing Dynasty on the market, and they are only 2000 yuan better than this one. You actually bid 15? Shen Dashao, Shen Young Master! I shouldn't have believed you!"

The reason why Xie Jingwen advanced 5 yuan was because the tourmaline hairpin noticed Shen Qiu's difference, but she was inevitably a little discouraged at this time, not because of the 5 yuan, but because she was annoyed that she had misjudged Shen Qiu.

Shen Qiu took a sip of tea in a calm manner: "Come here, thank you boss, I'll give you a few points of knowledge. Let me first talk about the copying level of this "Ping An Tie". Although it is copied from Wang Xizhi, it has its own handwriting style!"

"Let's talk about this great man. "Great man" is just his name. This man is actually a number one scholar in the Qianlong period. His name is Zhang Jie, and his word is great man. To be sure, this is a work of the number one scholar in the Qing Dynasty!"

Xie Jingwen hummed. She really didn't notice this detail. There are too many people who copied Wang Xizhi's works in history, especially during the Tang Dynasty and Qing Dynasty. .

"No!" Xie Jingwen immediately retorted: "Shen Qiu! Even if it is the work of the number one scholar in the Qing Dynasty, this copybook is not worth 15 yuan, let alone a copied work. Xuanbaozhai has sold many works of the number one scholar, unless it is a celebrity. , otherwise the price would be far less than 15! An unknown one like Zhang Jie would be at most [-]!"

Where did the 15 come from?