After tossing all night last night, and in the team that went to Taizu Mountain to gather the next day, Nie Tianming saw Li Qingxian's face full of exhaustion and yawning.

"Master, didn't you sleep well last night? Why do you look so sleepy?"

Hearing the voice, Qian Mingda was very surprised that Nie Tianming actually knew Li Qingxian, and he couldn't get used to Li Qingxian's behavior.

But he was seen in several wind collection activities, and Qian Mingda really couldn't figure it out.

Li Qingxian didn't know what Qian Mingda was thinking now, he only cared about whether Nie Tianming would poke out what happened last night in front of so many people.

"Thank you for your concern, I was too tired from climbing the mountain yesterday, and I didn't have enough time to rest. ”

Still have the strength to eat fast food after climbing the mountain yesterday?

Nie Tianming secretly admired Li Qingxian in his heart, this is a model of old age and strength, and ordinary elderly people don't have such vitality as him.

After a few words of greeting, he began to get in the car and set off, Zhang Sheng and Nie Tianming sat together, and Li Qingxian finally got into the car, deliberately finding a position far away from the two of them, in case they were accosted.

"You, go up to the back. ”

Nie Tianming patted a staff member on the shoulder, and he and Li Qingxian sat in a row.

"Did you have fun yesterday?"

"What the hell do you want to do!"

"I have a picture of Tang Bohu's maid holding a fan here, can you help me ask the buyer. ”

Li Qingxian said with a disgusted face: "Tang Bohu's lady picture, do you have it?"

"What, look down on the peasant brothers, without the peasant brothers, what kind of food do you eat, without the peasant brothers, you still want to eat fast food. ”

Like a frightened mouse, Li Qingxian quickly turned his head to look around, and found that no one noticed this.

"Do you really have one?"

"Yes, there is, but it's not the real thing~"

Nie Tianming kept his voice to a low level and whispered.

"You~"

Li Qingxian just wanted to reprimand, but he also learned to lower his voice and continued: "What kind of quality is that?"

"Except that it was not painted by Tang Bohu, it is the same as the real thing. ”

"You're making fun of me, even though I have the handle in your hands, but you don't want to entertain me like that, do you?"

"What I said is true. ”

"Please don't insult my dignity as a painter. ”

It seemed that Li Qingxian was really dizzy by Nie Tianming, closed his eyes, leaned back on the seat, and his chest rose and fell.

"If I say that it is not inferior to the original Tang Bohu imitation, how much do you say it can be worth?"

At first, I thought that Nie Tianming was happy with himself, but Nie Tianming didn't have a trace of banter, which made Li Qingxian start to doubt himself.

Nie Tianming took out his mobile phone and showed Li Qingxian the picture of one of the corners of the lady's picture.

This was painted by Nie Tianming overnight last night.

It is according to the one that night, in the private room, Qian Mingda, Fan Jiaxuan, and Zhang Qingyuan watched.

Nie Tianming did not have a complete memory of the whole picture of the lady holding the fan.

But he still remembers a few of the imperfections in imitation.

Moreover, Nie Tianming relied on the talent of this ancestor to write a wonderful pen, and forcibly modified all the places on the painting that did not match.

The corner of the picture shown to Li Qingxian is Nie Tianming's proud achievement.

The moment he saw Nie Tianming's mobile phone screen, Li Qingxian was like being struck by lightning.

Although he is a little suspicious of fame, he still has some real strength, otherwise he would not have been able to mix up so many titles and reputations.

He could conclude that what was in Nie Tianming's mobile phone was Tang Bohu's true handiwork.

"Brother, do you dare to conclude that the picture of Tang Yin's lady holding a fan in your hand must be an imitation?"

"Then what else~"

Nie Tianming thought in his heart, what he drew with his own hands is not an imitation, could it be a genuine work?

Li Qingxian just wanted to speak, but suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly changed his words: "It is indeed Tang Yin's imitation, it is undoubtedly imitated, and it is a little similar, but it still lacks fire, and it can't escape my fiery eyes." ”

This clearly shows that you want the rhythm of black eating black.

Nie Tianming climbed up the pole and asked, "How much is that worth?"

"Put it at home as a handicraft, that is, it is worth a thousand children and eight hundred, if you sell it to me, I will give you five thousand!"

Li Qingxian put on an expression that he had suffered a big loss, and his mouth kept slugging.

"Five thousand?"

Nie Tianming glanced at Li Qingxian and said, "Then I'll put it at home and see it, I really didn't put the five thousand yuan in my eyes." ”

Hearing this, Li Qingxian couldn't sit still.

He just regarded Nie Tianming as a farmer, just a little scheming, why was he so cautious?

"If 5,000 is too little, then I'll take another 5,000, a total of 10,000 yuan! ”

Nie Tianming secretly said, "Bah! 10,000 yuan is still money in my eyes?" Lao Tzu went up the mountain to shoot a wild boar casually, and it was worth tens of thousands!

Seeing that Nie Tianming was not moved at all, Li Qingxian was a little anxious.

With his many years of experience in traveling the rivers and lakes and immersing himself in various art exhibitions and treasure appreciation programs, this imitation has a very high degree of simulation, at least worth 100,000 yuan.

Even if you encounter an unjust boss, you can still sell it for 150,000 yuan.

"You make an offer, how much money you say, I will never return it. ”

As soon as these words came out, Li Qingxian immediately shut up, knowing that he had said the wrong thing.

Nie Tianming's eyes lit up, and he smirked: "So, the painting in my hand is really valuable?"

Worthless, can he make himself make a price?

"Brother, you don't have a channel, that picture is like toilet paper in a thatched house in your hand, if you put it in my hand, it will be printing money. ”

Since he said the wrong thing, Li Qingxian stopped selling Guanzi and began to bargain with Nie Tianming in a serious manner.

"Ninety thousand yuan, not a penny less!"

In fact, Nie Tianming didn't know the value of this painting at all.

He casually quoted because this painting was painted on ordinary rice paper, and anyone who knew a little bit about it could know that it was fake.

No matter how vivid the characters on the painting are, no matter how rich the details are, even if it is exactly the same as Tang Bohu's rebirth painting, it is still a sharp drop in price.

Li Qingxian's face was full of constipation, gritted his teeth and said: "Brother, you still say that you don't know how to do it, why do you want me to earn something, I can't not earn a share, right?"

"Eighty-nine?"

"Come on, keep it for yourself. ”

"Then how much do you say!"

"Seventy thousand points is not less. ”

"Fifty thousand!"

"Let's take a step back from each side, 60,000 yuan, okay, if it doesn't work, I'll go home and hang it on the wall." ”

"Deal!"

Li Qingxian was a little excited, he slapped Nie Tianming's thigh and snapped.

All eyes on the car were on the two of them.

"You kid, I'll let you tell some ghost stories in the countryside, how do you tell horror novels, it scares me to death~"

Li Qingxian said loudly, lamely covering up the crisis.

"When will you give me the painting?"

"Three days later. ”

Nie Tianming understood that if he wanted to draw the whole picture of the lady holding the fan, he would definitely have to take the imitation in Zhang Qingyuan's hand and make up for many details.

"It's a deal!"

There are at least five days left in the planning time of the wind collection group, and Li Qingxian can afford to wait.

After the two finished discussing, Nie Tianming returned to his original seat, and Zhang Sheng asked, "What were you doing just now, I don't think it's telling a ghost story." ”

"Don't ask anything, when we come back from Taizu Mountain, I'll invite you to have a big meal in a big bowl!"