Lao Zheng saw that Lu Xiaohao had gone away, so he opened the scroll, it was not as unbearable and lame as he imagined, it was not a painting like a chicken eating rice.

On the contrary, the first glance actually gave him a feeling of amazement.

"Is this really painted by Lu Xiaohao?"

Lao Zheng looked at the picture scroll in a daze, the landscapes, birds and beasts on the picture scroll were lifelike, as if they were jumping on the paper, living in front of his eyes.

It didn't feel like an ink painting, but like a beautiful world slowly unfolding before his eyes.

Although Lao Zheng doesn't have any professional appreciation, he can't see anything very professional.

But the ordinary aesthetic is that everyone has it, and master-level paintings, even if a beggar comes to appreciate them, it is estimated that they will not be said to be bad.

After all, human aesthetics have commonality, and what is good in painting is necessarily good.

Lu Xiaohao's painting, Lao Zheng can't say anything, but almost at first glance, he feels that this painting is a little unusual.

"Yes, I underestimated him before. ”

Lao Zheng looked at the painting in his hand, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He is the owner of a calligraphy and painting shop, and he naturally comes into contact with a lot of calligraphy and painting every day, but none of the calligraphy and painting make him feel so special and give birth to a feeling of liking.

Originally, he didn't care much about it, but now he really cherished it.

He felt that this painting was a little unusual, and it seemed to be better than all the paintings and calligraphy in his shop.

So Lao Zheng framed the painting and hung it behind the counter, and the painting will be the treasure of his town store in the future.

As soon as he hung the painting, four beautiful girls stepped into his shop.

Lao Zheng saw the visitor, and his eyes lit up slightly.

The four girls are young and beautiful, one is more beautiful than the other, and one is more temperamental than the other.

Together, it is a beautiful landscape.

Even in the beautiful Lishi Ancient Town, this kind of scenery is quite rare.

"Yijun, what are you doing in the calligraphy and painting shop, there should be nothing good in this kind of calligraphy and painting shop. ”

Several girls walked and chatted, and one of them glanced at the calligraphy and painting in the calligraphy and painting shop, and shook her head slightly, obviously not very eye-catching.

The calligraphy, paintings, calligraphy and paintings in this kind of calligraphy and painting shop are all things that can't be put on the table, and some are even fake paintings that are printed, not even artificial paintings, and they can be wholesaled for a few dollars and sold for more than a dozen yuan a piece.

The girl named Bai Yijun at the head smiled lightly: "Yan'er, don't underestimate this kind of calligraphy and painting shop, many famous treasures are excavated from this kind of calligraphy and painting shop." ”

Of course, although she said so, she didn't really think that this kind of calligraphy and painting shop could dig up treasures.

After all, to find good things from this kind of street calligraphy and painting shop, the probability of winning the lottery is even lower.

She came to the calligraphy and painting shop just to buy a bottle of ink.

The ink she brought out had fallen into the hotel before, and she was ready to buy a new one.

"Little girl, what are you going to buy? The works in my calligraphy and painting shop are all excellent works, and I will definitely not suffer a loss if I buy one back." Lao Zheng said with a smile.

"Okay, the things in your calligraphy and painting shop are really not bad, so let's get a bottle of ink. Bai Yijun said with a smile.

"Just buy a bottle of ink?" said Lao Zheng.

"Yes. Bai Yijun nodded.

"Good. ”

Lao Zheng smiled, turned around and went to get the ink.

Of course, he could see that the girl in front of him had a good eye and couldn't look down on these things in his shop.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have come straight to the counter without squinting since I entered the store, without looking at the calligraphy and paintings in the store.

In fact, don't talk about Bai Yijun, he doesn't look down on it himself.

After all, what can be bought wholesale for a few dollars has nothing to do with a good painting.

Bai Yijun really has no interest in looking at the calligraphy and paintings in the store, with her eyes, not to mention these printed garbage, even some medium-sized paintings she may not be able to look at.

Just as she was about to finish buying the ink and leave, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of a painting behind the counter.

Originally, she didn't care much, thinking it was another print.

But soon her pupils shrank, and all her attention was drawn to it.

It turned out to be not a printout, but a handmade painting.

And...... Just one glance made her feel amazing.

As a top student of the Department of Fine Arts, her vision is quite high, and the paintings that can make her feel amazing are quite rare.

Bai Yijun's expression froze, and he concentrated on carefully observing the painting in front of him.

Soon her body shook, and her clear eyes were full of disbelief.

Masterpieces!

It turned out to be an extremely rare masterpiece!

Works of this level are quite rare and rare throughout the country, and each one is a treasure in the hands of collectors, and it is easy not to appear in the sun.

This level of painting, even Bai Yijun saw it for the third time.

The first time was at the museum's art exhibition, and the second time was in the principal's office of Haiyi.

She never imagined that a small calligraphy and painting shop on the street would appear in works of this level.

It's incredible!

"Boss, do you sell this painting?"

Bai Yijun suddenly looked at Boss Zheng and pointed to Lu Xiaohao's painting.

Her heart was already pounding a little.

found a treasure, and it really made her find a treasure.

This kind of legend of finding a treasure in a calligraphy and painting shop on the street really happened to her.

A master-level painting, she never dreamed of owning one.

She is an art student who studies Chinese painting, and if she can have a master-level work, she will definitely be able to promote her level of painting art if she can observe and appreciate it every day.

"I'm sorry, but this painting is not for sale. Little girl, why don't you look at the other paintings, the other paintings in our store are not bad, not necessarily worse than this one. ”

Lao Zheng said with a smile, Lu Xiaohao gave him the painting, of course he didn't want to take it out and sell it as soon as he received it.

Bai Yijun smiled bitterly when he heard this......

Sure enough, any of this master-level works is regarded as a treasure and cannot be sold.

Why are there so few good paintings on the market? There aren't many good paintings even in museums.

Because most of the really good works are privately collected by collectors, and they are rarely taken out to see the light of day.

"Boss, I only like this painting, even if I go bankrupt, I want to buy it, but it's a pity. ”

Bai Yijun shook his head slightly, with regret in his eyes.

Lao Zheng's eyelids jumped slightly when he heard this, and he wanted to buy it after all his family went bankrupt?

It's just a painting, so far!

He didn't expect the little girl in front of him to like Lu Xiaohao's painting so much.

Although he looked at this painting very well, with an indescribable beauty, it would be a bit exaggerated to go bankrupt to buy it.

Lao Zheng is a businessman after all, and he is a vulgar businessman with no culture, he has no understanding of how valuable a master's painting is, and he even has no concept of these at all.

At this moment, listening to Bai Yijun's meaning, it seemed that he was willing to spend a lot of money to buy this painting, and he was suddenly a little moved.

"How much are you willing to pay?" asked Lao Zheng tentatively.

As a businessman, there is almost no business that you can't do.

said before that this painting was not for sale, but because there was no need to sell it, he was not short of tens or hundreds of dollars.

But if the little girl in front of you is willing to pay a high price for it, then it's a different story.

After all, a business of a few thousand dollars is not the same thing as a business of tens or hundreds of dollars.

If the little girl in front of her is willing to bid 5,000 yuan...... No, it's only 3,000 yuan.

As long as she is willing to pay 3,000 yuan for this painting, then he will sell it.

No one in business will have trouble with money, 3,000 yuan is almost equivalent to the net profit of his store for more than ten days.

A broken painting can be sold for this price, and a fool is unwilling.

Lao Zheng looked at Bai Yijun with some expectation, since you dare to say that you are willing to go bankrupt to buy this painting, you should be able to get a few thousand yuan, right?

"Boss, are you really willing to sell this painting?"

Bai Yijun was slightly stunned, almost thinking that his ears had heard it wrong.

Didn't you say before that you don't sell items that are not for sale?

This is a master-level work, and it is not usually sold easily.

"Of course, there is no problem with selling, but it definitely depends on whether the price is suitable or not, what do you say?" said Lao Zheng with a slight squint.