The migrant worker's doubts began to loosen, and began to waver under the boss's half-truths, he pondered for a while, and then stretched out two fingers and said, "Two hundred, two hundred will be given to you, how about it?"

"Well, I said brother......" said the owner of the antique shop with a sad look, "So, one hundred and fifty ......"

After some bargaining, it was finally sold for 170 yuan.

At this time, Ye Haoxuan's expression was stunned, and through the painting, a pale cyan breath slowly flowed out of the painting, and the cyan breath revealed a kind of ancient puff.

"There's a mezzanine in this painting," the thought crossed his mind.

If this painting is really a fake, it will definitely not have such an ancient atmosphere, it should be said that there is something else in this painting.

At this time, the two sides had successfully traded, and the migrant workers walked away happily with the more than 100 yuan they had just gotten, while the owner of the antique shop behind him showed a look of disdain and spit out a sentence of "soil bun ......"

Although this painting is a copy, it has at least a little collection value, at least it can be worth a few thousand yuan, and if you encounter a dirt bun that you don't know how to do, maybe it can be sold for a sky-high price.

In the antique world, there is no such thing as fakes, and selling fakes can only say that you are unlucky, and you are out of sight, so the depth of the water is self-evident.

The owner of the antique shop unfolded the painting, hung it on the other side, and began to bust his business.

At this time, there were gradually more people in the antique shop, Ye Haoxuan pretended to wander around the store casually, walked to the front of the ancient painting, and then looked at it with interest.

Ye Haoxuan was on the side when the transaction was just now, and the owner of the antique shop had a vicious eye, and he could see at a glance that Ye Haoxuan had the intention of buying paintings.

At the moment, the owner of the antique shop immediately said enthusiastically: "The little brother also knows calligraphy and painting, tsk, I really can't see it, I have such a hobby at a young age, hey, my son who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it is the same age as you, and he can only pick up girls all day long, and he doesn't do his job, it's good to have half of your ability......"

The owner of the antique shop is familiar with the way of business, and the business is not complete in one mouth, maybe a fierce boast, the Kaizi in front of him will be praised flutteringly, and the business may become.

Ye Haoxuan ignored the shopkeeper's gorgeous words, and just said casually: "Boss, are you interested in transferring this painting?"

The owner of the antique shop clapped his hands and said: "The little brother really has an unusual vision, this painting is Gu Kaizhi's true ......"

Ye Haoxuan glanced at the owner of the antique shop playfully, and then sneered: "Boss, it's not right to do business like this, it's ...... to bully me when I'm young and don't know how to do it."

Ye Haoxuan was on the side, and he seemed to be extremely shrewd, and the owner of the antique shop knew that he was ruthless and wanted to kill Ye Haoxuan.

He had to sigh and said: "Okay, I saw at first glance that I had a relationship with my little brother, so I told you the truth sincerely, and we will be friends in the future." Although this painting was copied by later generations, it also has a certain collection value, so ......"

The antique shop owner held out five fingers.

Ye Haoxuan's eyelids jumped, he didn't think that the owner of the antique shop was talking about five hundred yuan, looking at the driving situation, it was at least five thousand yuan......

The corners of Ye Haoxuan's mouth pulled out a sneer, he shook his head and said, "The boss is not very kind in business, let us make some profits, let's make friends, how about it?"

Ye Haoxuan stretched out five fingers as he spoke, but his palm was facing inward......

The owner of the antique shop was stunned, he knew that Ye Haoxuan's slap was referring to five hundred yuan, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Brother, your bargaining is too ruthless, no, no...... I'm going to lose all my money......" he said, shaking his head.

Ye Haoxuan said: "Then the boss said a sincere price. ”

The owner of the antique shop held out three fingers......

Ye Haoxuan sighed: "How about cutting half, to be honest, I don't like this painting, it's just that the elders in the family like to collect some calligraphy and paintings, and I want to buy some filial piety ...... the younger generation."

The owner of the antique shop gritted his teeth, "Brother, you see that I have such a big storefront and raise so many guys, our line of business looks glamorous on the surface, but in fact, it is under a lot of pressure, so I am adding a thousand ...... It's really not a ...... without it."

Seeing that the price was almost overwhelmed, Ye Haoxuan nodded, and then said, "Deal." ”

The owner of the antique shop smiled, took down the painting, and then went to the counter with Ye Haoxuan to settle the bill.

Ye Haoxuan actually has a little more than 2,500 on his body, which he saved by saving money on weekdays, and now he can be regarded as running out of food.

After opening the bill, the shopkeeper smiled and said, "Little brother, if you need anything next time, remember to patronize ......"

Ye Haoxuan nodded.

At this moment, a voice sounded behind Ye Haoxuan: "Hey, Gu Kaizhi's landscape paintings?"

Ye Haoxuan turned around and saw a middle-aged man looking curiously at the painting in Ye Haoxuan's hand.

As soon as Ye Haoxuan turned around, the middle-aged man immediately smiled and nodded to Ye Haoxuan, "Little brother, can you let me see this painting?"

Ye Haoxuan nodded with a smile and gave the painting to the hands of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took it, looked at it carefully, and then sighed: "It turned out to be a copy." ”

The middle-aged man closed the painting and said: "Little brother, although this painting is a copy, its painting style is very close to Gu Kaizhi, and it also has a certain value, I don't know if the little brother is interested in cutting love?"

Before Ye Haoxuan could speak, the shopkeeper's eyelids jumped, and he immediately said, "How much can you make?" He couldn't help but regret a little in his heart that he had sold this painting sooner, if this middle-aged man had come earlier, maybe he would have been able to raise the price.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "20,000 yuan, what do you think, little brother?"

"Twenty thousand?" the shopkeeper's hand shook, and he immediately regretted it.

There is a saying in the antique industry, three years do not open, open for three years, although the antique workshop is large, but in recent years, the antique business is not good, this boss is full of calculations, a year can also earn a thirty or forty thousand, and the ancient painting in front of him is more than 100 yuan he collected, if sold to this middle-aged man, it can almost be worth half a month's income.

He secretly regretted it in his heart, damn, he miscalculated today.

Unexpectedly, Ye Haoxuan shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to sell it." ”

The owner of the antique shop breathed a sigh of relief, if he saw that the more than two thousand things that Ye Haoxuan sold from him had multiplied nearly tenfold in the blink of an eye, it would be even more uncomfortable than killing him.

And the middle-aged man frowned slightly and said: "Little brother, I really like this painting, in this way, after adding 20,000 yuan, this price is already much higher than the market." ”

The owner of the antique shop buzzed his head, almost smacking himself a few big mouths, the middle-aged man in front of him looked like a person who was not short of money, if he came earlier, maybe this painting would be sold for seventy or eighty thousand.

"This ......" Ye Haoxuan obviously hesitated.