The Book of Appreciation

"This... Although this painting can be seen in the early Qing Dynasty, it is not written by a famous artist. It is okay to give it to my little brother. It's just that this bowl of 6000 million is indeed a bit low. I don't know if I can add more. I earn a bowl of rice?"

"Hehe, Boss Liu, you must have thought that Brother Yuwan invited me to negotiate the price, right? You are wrong, I am here to cut you off! I think this price should be higher than all the quotations you have received. , mainly because I have a grievance with this bowl. If he wants to take it away from me in the future, he must either exchange it with treasures or pay me [-] million yuan. Hahahaha, in essence, Boss Liu and I It's the same businessman!"

I rely on!The two of you are talking about business, so don't use brother as the background?Wang Yuwan looked at the arhat bowl on the table, his heart was bleeding, he could not afford the 6000 million, but the key was that after paying the 6000 million, his family would have to drink the Northwest Wind tomorrow, it was really incomparable This local tyrant!

"Sixty-five million! Brother, add another mere 500 million, you take the things, and I will give you the paintings unconditionally!"

Liu Changshui weighed for a long time, gritted his teeth and added 500 million, then forced himself to look at Wu Di calmly.Wu Di pretended to pick up the bowl and looked at it for a while, shook his head, and said:

"To be honest, Boss Liu, I regret it a little now. The 6000 million is really a bit high. You can give me a little comfort by giving me the painting, but the price really can't be increased. Or else , how about we talk about this painting alone?"

Liu Changshui sighed, like a discouraged ball, and said helplessly:

"If it weren't for the problem of capital turnover recently, I wouldn't even consider this price. The appreciation space for this thing is unlimited! Forget it, just like what my brother said, I am a businessman, and a businessman should pay for it." Be content with your duty, you can’t just turn around just to get the extra millions, can you? You can take this bowl of brother, and I will offer you the painting as promised. I just hope that everyone will become friends in the future and introduce to me again. A few customers, small profits but quick turnover!"

Small profits but quick turnover?If antiques were all made with small profits but quick turnover, there would probably not be any profiteering industries in this world.However, he has already taken advantage of it, and it can be regarded as avenging Wang Yuwan's "revenge of the past", and he still needs to say a few words for entertainment, but today he kills two birds with one stone, and this deal is considered appropriate.

Seeing Wu Di paying the bill casually, Wen Lan couldn't help sticking out her tongue. Before the morning was over, she spent [-] million yuan. Should it be said that antiques are valuable, or that Wu Di is a complete upstart?

"Both! It seems like he is the only one in this family, there is no semicolon, otherwise the brothers will die! Boy, tell me honestly, what is the mystery of this painting? Don't tell me that it was written by Xu Wei. , my master read it a few years ago, and rejected it on the spot!"

"This painting is indeed not written by Xu Wei himself, but you must know the person who painted it. This person is unique in the freehand brushwork of flowers. His brushwork is free and easy, full of sparse and light and vigorous demeanor, and he uses ink to color, so he can be called a master." The traces of light color and light ink have all melted away! "..."

"Damn, you said this is the masterpiece of Mr. Bai Yang, who is as famous as Xu Wei and became "Qingteng Baiyang", Chen Chun? No, absolutely not, the style is too far apart!"

"Hehe, I didn't say that this painting was made by him alone. Why are you so anxious? Did you hear the story I told just now? It actually told you the answer there. I thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect It should be on these two people."

Wang Yuwan didn't turn the corner for a while, but Wen Lan reacted quickly and asked:

"Adi, you mean that the old abbot painted this painting, but Xu Wenchang wrote the poem?"

Wu Di shook his head and said with a smile:

"No, Brother Yuwan, do you want to understand?"

"I figured it out, you mean that this painting was made by Chen Chun and the poem written by Xu Wei! This is absolutely impossible. Although Xu Wei became famous at an early age, Chen Chun should have died by then, right?"

"Hehe, this is Chen Chun's posthumous work, Xu Wei's inscribed poem by Xu Wenchang, it's a priceless treasure!"

"Impossible. Although they are both ink and wash freehand brushwork styles, Chen Chun's paintings are of a literati style. The brushstrokes are delicate and changeable, which should be very different from the wildness of this painting! Moreover, since he was middle-aged, he has been painting landscapes occasionally. The style is more obvious, this painting is absolutely impossible to be drawn by him! If you say that this word was written by Xu Wei, there is a slight possibility, after all, I also feel that there is a little bit of similarity when you say so."

Wu Di scratched his head in distress, what should I say?Can I say that the heavenly book told me?However, judging from the painting style, it is true that Xu Wei is more inclined. Could it be that Chen Chun and Xu Wei mentioned in Tianshu have other meanings?It can't be Xu Wei's painting, Chen Chun's poem, right? ***, when this poem came out, Mr. Chen's bones were probably going to be turned into ashes, right?

"I'm too lazy to tell you, Chen Chun's painting skills are fine when he was young, and his brushwork is indulgent in middle age, and he is independent. How could it be impossible to draw such a painting? In addition, this poem is written in a majestic and unrestrained style. How could it not be Xu Wei's work?" Written by hand? ***, I will look up the information when I turn around, I must convince you, old boy!"

"Convincing, convinced! I am [-]% convinced of my brother's courage and luck, but I don't know if I can see this arhat because of my brother's poverty, inability to collect, and introducing you to buy a unique product. Lend me to play the bowl for ten or eight years?"

"Get out! It's still ten or eight years, with your attitude, there will be no way for ten days and a half months!"

Wang Yuwan rolled his eyes, shifted the battlefield, and said:

"I bought something worth [-] million yuan, and I also bought a priceless treasure. Obviously, I can't go shopping anymore, why don't we withdraw?"

"Withdraw? No need, I have a solution!"

Wu Di waved to the crowd behind him, and suddenly a young man flashed out not far away, and he came in front of the three of them in a few moments. Wu Di ordered:

"Take these things back and take care of them, otherwise you won't be able to pay for it if you sell your daughter-in-law!"

The sparrow blinked its small eyes twice, scratching in its heart,

"My daughter-in-law? My daughter-in-law didn't spend any money! My sister-in-law is quite valuable... Hehe."

"Okay, you boy, have you finally shown off your rich young man's prestige? I've decided that I won't treat guests at noon today, so I'll kill you, a big local tyrant!"

Wu Di went up to hook him shoulder to shoulder and said with a smile:

"It's not that the daughter-in-law hasn't figured it out yet. I need...ah? What the hell!"

Wang Yuwan looked at Wen Lan who was quietly following Wu Di, punched him heavily on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"You boy! Let's go, I'll take you to a small restaurant. The fat intestine bean curd there is absolutely amazing. Eating it will melt your intestines!"

The store Wang Yuwan mentioned was in the Antique City, but it was a little far from where they were, on the other side.The three talked and laughed as they walked there, casually looking at the things on the roadside stalls. Wu Di only felt that this kind of leisurely life was better than the gods. I took the next step.

It was almost noon, and when it was close to the food street, the crowd suddenly surged, Wang Yuwan scratched his head helplessly,

"***, I have to use my privileges later, or I won't have a place."

"Hehe, anyway, I only have a mouth. If you don't arrange this meal well, I will publicize it to you in the circle later, so that you old boy will be ashamed to face people! Damn, I almost forgot, do you still remember Dou Baohui?" The little girl with the small nose and small eyes? I originally asked her to go shopping together, forget it, I can call her to kill you together."

"Small nose and small eyes? That girl doesn't have a big place... Cough! Cough!"

Wang Yuwan glanced at Wen Lan, and stopped the car just in time. He is ten years older than Wu Di, so it's okay to fight and scold him, but to say this in front of a little girl, it's a bit of an honor After all, we are also decent people, aren't we?

The call was connected quickly, but unfortunately, Zheng Zhuya went to the acupuncture point with the master.It is said that some kind of treasure appraising activity organized by Guangdong Provincial TV Station can earn enough tuition fees for a year in just a few days.

Wu Di didn't care too much, he just cared about it, and it didn't matter if he wasn't there.He was about to turn his head and say something to Wen Lan, when suddenly a shout came from the corner ahead,

"You black-hearted boss! It's fine if you don't buy anything from me. You also said that I am not a Taoist priest, and even this incense burner was stolen. I will go to court with you! Look at it, look at it, everyone! Look, this is from Guanli, this is from the town, and they are all covered with big red stamps! If Guanli hadn’t renovated the house, my master would not be willing to let me sell incense burners. This is my master’s master’s master It was passed down from my master, no, I seem to have counted wrongly, how many masters are there?"

Immediately, Wu Di and the others heard bursts of laughter, and Wen Lan couldn't help but smile, this guy is really interesting.

Turning the corner, I saw a large group of people in front of me, and the crowd facing them was slowly retreating, and then I heard a slender voice say:

"Thank you, thank you. Please make room, be careful not to be smashed. We have to sell this incense burner quickly. Master is still waiting for us to get the money to go back to renovate the main hall."

There was a crack in the crowd, and the first thing Wu Di saw was a big black thing, and after a closer look, good guy, this cuboid incense burner is as big as half a van, and it was sitting in a car at the moment. On the small car, being pushed by two teenagers in Taoist suits, it bumped into them crookedly.

"Stop, stop, stop, two little brothers, do you want to sell this incense burner? What is the price?"

Wu Di remembered that Zhang Tianshi had saved his life at least when he was injured. Although there are countless schools of Taoist priests, they are all wearing Taoist attire. If he can help them, he will help them.Although this incense burner is big, it looks like a piece of scrap iron when it looks black. It has nothing to do with antiques. How can it be sold here? (To be continued.)