The best golden pupil

Chapter 430 Calligraphy and Painting Street
"Master, in another month, it will be your old man's birthday!"

Ning Tao smacked his lips, looked at Wu Chenzi suddenly, and said something.

"Forehead……"

Wuchenzi was taken aback when he heard the words, smiled wryly, shook his head and said, "Hey, there are so many things to do, how can I take care of this."

Although Wuchenzi is highly respected in the sect, he has never had any disciples, so the so-called birthday has never been celebrated.

Ning Tao suddenly mentioned it today. Although he said it casually, his heart suddenly warmed up.

After worshiping Wuchenzi as his teacher for half a year, Ning Tao was grateful for this cheap master, and wanted to celebrate his birthday, so he asked tentatively, "Then can the master spare some time to let the apprentice show filial piety?" ?”

Wu Chenzi immediately waved his hand and refused, "Forget it, we monks have always been indifferent to fame and fortune, and besides, I'm leaving Haishi in these two days, as long as you have the heart, Master understands."

At the stage of Wuchenzi, he no longer cares so much about ordinary things. With Ning Tao's words, he is already very satisfied.

Ning Tao knew the character of the other party, so he pursed his lips and said nothing, but a few thoughts flashed in his mind.

Wu Chenzi's personality has always been vigorous and decisive, so he exposed this matter, chatted a few words casually, felt a little worried, gave him a full body check again, and left after confirming that there was nothing missing.

He is different from Ning Tao, he has too many things to do, and he also takes time to come here, just like a sponge squeezes water.

The next day, Ning Tao woke up early, dressed neatly, and went to Haishi Calligraphy and Painting Street.

As the holiday approached, the students returned home one after another, and Ning Tao was completely free.

Wuchenzi doesn't want to have any birthdays, but as a disciple, he can't be indifferent.

Yesterday he thought about it, and before the other party left, he planned to visit the famous calligraphy and painting street in Haishi and try his luck.

After all, for the latter, things like money are no longer attractive, and they are too clichéd, let alone gems, and calligraphy and painting are better.

Haishi Calligraphy and Painting Street is in the old city and is very famous.

Ning Tao has never been here before, anyway, he is idle, to see if there is anything that catches his eye.

Compared with gems and antiques, calligraphy and painting are relatively unpopular. After all, there are so many people who don't know how to do it, so that not many people come to the calligraphy and painting street.

It is sparse, most of them are just looking at the flowers on horseback, and the shops are relatively deserted, and there is not much business.

But for this industry, it is three years without opening, and three years after opening. If you underestimate the profits of calligraphy and painting because of this, you are absolutely ignorant.

Ning Tao remembered watching a treasure appraisal column last year. A pair of plum blossoms by the famous Chinese painting master Zhang Daqian sold for a sky-high price of [-] million yuan. Moreover, some experts asserted that there is still a lot of room for appreciation of this pair of plum blossoms in the future.

However, this thing is extremely professional, experts look at the doorway, and laymen watch the excitement. On Haishi Calligraphy and Painting Street, most of the things sold are the works of third-rate calligraphers and painters, and there are also some black goods and fakes.

In short, good and evil are mixed, and if you want to find what you are satisfied with, you need not only professional vision, but also some luck.

Ancient rhyme workshop!
Ning Tao didn't walk fast. He watched as he walked. When he came to a larger shop, he stopped involuntarily. He looked up at the three large and powerful plaques, muttered something, and his eyes brightened. .

Even if he doesn't know calligraphy and painting, these three characters give him a feeling of being on the mountain, and they are definitely written by the famous masters of the previous generation.

Thinking of coming to this store, it can be regarded as the top number in the queue here, Ning Tao hesitated for a while, and walked in, to have a look first.

The interior decoration of the shop is also very distinctive, antique, there are some calligraphy and paintings in various partitions, and the back of the counter is also full of hangings, and some are even framed.

There was only one young man in the store, and the boss was explaining to him beside him, constantly talking about the preciousness of the words in front of him.

"Mr. Lin, this calligraphy is written by Lin Zexu. It is absolutely genuine. It is the treasure of our shop. It is definitely out of this village. There is no such shop, but the price is hefty...hehe..."

The boss is wearing a weird peaked cap and a middle-aged man with a mustache. He looks very shrewd at the moment, and he is talking to the young people in front of him.

Ning Tao stood aside, looking at the calligraphy and paintings in front of the two of them calmly, listening attentively, but did not speak.

"Don't worry, as long as I am satisfied, money is not a problem."

The young man snorted arrogantly. The middle-aged man with a mustache and a weird peaked cap on his eyelids, the boss looked very shrewd. He was talking to the young man in front of him at this moment.

The young man snorted arrogantly and raised his eyelids, showing the posture of a rich second generation.

"That's, that's..."

The boss of the character mustache looked at the clothes on the other party's body, which were full of international famous brands, his eyes were narrowed into a slit, as if it was from Louis Vuitton, he stretched out his hand, and carefully took out the second painting, and said again, " Mr. Lin, this painting is Liu Haisu's cloud and mist painting at the beginning of the day, and the painting style is very positive..."

Seeing that the young man in front of him was not interested in Lin Zexu's writing, the shop owner immediately started introducing the next one.

To be able to open a store here, one must have sharp eyesight and know who the big customers are.

For example, when Ning Tao came in, the boss also saw it, but he ignored it.

Looking at Ning Tao's clothes, he knew that the other party was not a rich man. Normally, he would introduce him warmly, but right now, he has to prioritize.

"Boss, this painting is real or fake, you won't scare me!"

Obviously, compared to Lin Zexu's, the one in front of him is more in line with his taste, so he immediately asked with some doubts.

As soon as this remark came out, the boss became emotional immediately, almost patting his chest and said in grief and indignation, "Mr. Lin, my shop is a time-honored brand, and I have never deceived anyone. If it is a fake, you can bring someone to smash my shop." .”

"Okay, okay, how much."

The young man had never seen such a battle before, he bared his teeth and said impatiently.

"800 million!"

The boss recovered his mood in a timely manner, and a shocking number came out of his mouth.

"What? It costs 800 million for a broken painting?"

Hearing the words, the young man stared like a cat whose tail had been stepped on and shouted.

"Mr. Lin, you must know that this is..."

"Come on, don't talk nonsense, you are busy first, I will ask a friend!"

Hearing that the boss was going to repeat the preciousness of this painting again, the young man became a little impatient, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and waved his hands.

The way to do business is to have relaxation in everything. The boss knew not to be too hasty, so he nodded slightly, stepped over, looked at Ning Tao and said with a smile, "Sir, what do you want to buy?"

"I want to choose a calligraphy and painting for an elder and give it to the elder. I wonder if you have any high-quality goods here?"

Ning Tao didn't understand these things, and he was short of money, so he planned to ask the boss to take out all the good things and choose them himself.

"Premium?"

The boss murmured when he heard the words, you must know that Ning Tao's body does not look like a high-end product no matter how you look at it, but he actually wants a high-quality product.

However, there is no reason to keep people away when opening the door for business. The boss pointed at the pictures in front of the young man and said, "No, all the good things are there. Let's see if there is anyone you like."

"Oh!" Ning Tao nodded, and also came over, intending to take these calligraphy and paintings and have a good look at them.

"You country bumpkin, don't move around, can you afford to pay if these millions of things are broken?"

The young man called Mr. Lin by the shop owner was taking pictures. When he saw that Ning Tao was about to pick up one of them, he immediately became unhappy.

(End of this chapter)