The area around the academy gate is engaged in antique calligraphy and painting.If you can't do it, you will go to another house.I asked several in a row.The calligraphy and painting that is a little higher grade are 100,000 and 80,000.12,000 calligraphy and painting Zhang Kuan can't look down on it.And this guy seems to have a prejudice against people in the calligraphy and painting industry.People quote a price, he will be angry.I will go at every turn.Wo-groove.Buy Ka.Then he will make sarcastic remarks.This word can be eaten.This painting can be worn.

So much so that when the shopkeeper offered a high price, he laughed." Hey, such an expensive calligraphy and painting, doesn't it have the effect of beauty and breast enlargement."

"Oh, I'll go, this sky-high price painting, buy it and hang it at home, it will definitely ward off evil spirits, and it will be a treasure."

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"Oh, boss, you will lose money if you sell this painting for 80,000 yuan. This painting is not only meticulous and elegant, but also can make the majority of middle-aged and elderly men regain their vigor."

Xu Jiaojiao really couldn't stand the vulgarity of the turtle, and stared at him to warn him. I'll buy it myself, and I'll let you guess I won't be able to buy it when it's dark."

Zhang Kuan shouted unconvinced to Xu Jiaojiao's back: "Then don't you buy expensive, remember, at most, you can spend 5,000 at most, and don't buy more than 5,000."

Xu Jiaojiao ignored him and walked to the store by herself.

Zhang Kuan was still not at ease, and shouted after him: "The quality must be good, and the style must be high."

Xu Jiaojiao stopped and took a sip. You know the calligraphy and painting of a basket, so hurry up and play with it."

Zhang Kuan has his own set of standards for identifying calligraphy and painting. First of all, the paper should be long and large, and the bigger the calligraphy and painting, the more expensive this is inevitable.

It doesn't matter who wrote or who drew it.You can't pay for your work.You can't pay you tens of thousands because you're a celebrity.I'll pay you tens of thousands for writing a teacher.I can't give him 200.I can't give him 200.It's not like that.You have to be fair.

All the shopkeepers who listened to Zhang Kuan's theory, without exception, lifted the broom and drove him out. Some of them were short-tempered and even wanted to do it. If it weren't for the fact that they were all weak and cultural people, Zhang Kuan couldn't say that he would make a big fuss at the academy gate and wash the calligraphy and painting street with blood today.

Xu Jiaojiao didn't let him enter the store, he was not idle, he walked along the street, he saw a nondescript storefront, there was not even a sign, a thin young man was painting seriously, the room was full of paper, ink and pen, and there was a large pile of waste paper on the ground.

Zhang Kuan's heart moved inexplicably, this person should be a good person, not like those who sell fame and reputation, so he sniffed down his nose and went straight in.

When the young man saw him come in, he looked up, and smiled innocently. It's coming." The brush in his hand did not stop, and it seemed that it was an ancient lady. Zhang Kuan glanced at it, and said that the ancient woman was really ugly, so he stopped looking at the finished product hanging on the wall.

It was strange to say, he took a fancy to the huge peony picture hanging in the middle of the wall, and the content and style were almost the same as the one he had seen before. How to sell this peony painting?"

There is a clear difference between people in literary circles and ordinary people. Zhang Kuan's peony painting reveals that he is a turtle with no level, but the young man does not mind, but answers kindly." It's called a hundred kinds of flowers, and there are 100 kinds of flowers in it, and the colors and postures are different, and only the king of flowers is the peony."

"Oh, that's right." Zhang Kuan nodded, looking at the young man in admiration. It's a good drawing, and there's a hundred kinds of flowers."

"Yes, I've confirmed it one by one." The young man is still smiling very implicitly, just like Guo Jing's big brother.

"It's kind of interesting." The turtle said so, thinking in his heart, this girl blew the painting so well, she must want a sky-high price, I hit him first, so that he was embarrassed to ask for a price, and the idea was decided. This product circled twice in front of the Hundred Flowers Competing for Beauty, and then high-fived and said: "No, why don't you have a dog's tail flower here?"

The young man was visibly stunned, and then explained. Dog tail flowers are not flowers, and they can't be graded."

"That's not right." Zhang Akuan said solemnly. Every species created by nature has its own meaning of existence, since there is such a thing as a dog tail flower, nature has its connotation, you draw a picture of a hundred flowers competing for beauty, you don't draw a dog tail flower, it's like writing 365 lines, but you don't count the dung scavenger industry, this is omission, it is missing, it is imperfect."

The young man was suddenly bluffed by Zhang Kuan, and he didn't know how to defend himself.

Zhang Kuan still said with a tiger face: "Do you have a prejudice against the poor people? Do you look down on the dung diggers?"

"It's nothing." The young man was sweating like rain by what he said, but he was a painter, and he didn't have the sharp teeth of a scholar, and the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't speak.

"Since you don't look down on it, why don't you draw a dog's tail flower." Zhang Kuan became more and more angry. Your painting is not perfect, there are not only beautiful things in the world, there are also dark things, you only paint beautiful things, you don't paint dark things, your work has no soul, no connotation."

Zhang Kuan was stunned for a while, but he stared at Zhang Kuan for a long time.

Seeing that the other party was speechless, Zhang Kuan became more and more proud, shaking his head and looking left and right. Even if you don't have a soul and no connotation, that's your hard work.

The young painter was stunned for a long time, and suddenly bowed deeply to Zhang Kuan. Sir's words were like an initiation, and he suddenly opened his mouth, please accept my worship."

This time it's Zhang Kuan's turn to be dumbfounded.

The painter bowed, smiled and took out a business card and handed it to Zhang Kuan. I'm Wang Ximian, and I'll sit there when I have time in the future."

Zhang Kuan took the business card and put it in his pocket. Don't say anything superfluous, how much are you willing to sell for this picture of a hundred flowers?"

Wang Ximian shook his head and smiled. It's just a broken product without a soul, and it can't be sold or sold.

Zhang Kuan was immediately overjoyed, but he remained silent, pretending to be reserved." It's not good, it's your brainstorm, after all."

Wang Ximian laughed after hearing this. It's just a cliché, and I can draw a few pictures a day, so I can just take them."

Zhang Kuan almost jumped up. This Wang Ximian is a fierce man. The two-meter-square giant painting is dozens of pictures casually, and he can catch up with the photocopier. By the way, the first house on the street also has a peony picture, which is similar to you. You know what."

"Oh, you're talking about Avon, I know, that's my teacher's gallery."

"Your teacher." Zhang Kuan was surprised again.

"Yes, Mr. Ma Shuliang's gallery, but he doesn't usually come here, and the people who asked him to take care of it."

"I see." Zhang Kuan is a little funny. In comparison, this Wang Ximian is much more honest, and the huge painting worth 100,000 yuan will be given away. By the way, if you sell this flower, how much will you get?"

Wang Ximian pointed to the sign below. The prices are clearly written, and the situation is also differentiated, and if the person who comes is a big boss, he will not bargain, and if it is an ordinary person, he can get a discount."

Zhang Kuan looked at his arm, the price on it was 3000 yuan, and he was speechless for a while.

But since the other party said to send it, then there is no need to shirk it. Thank you, Mr. Wang."

When Zhang Kuan came out with a huge painting, Xu Jiaojiao was still bargaining with the shopkeeper in another store. She took a fancy to a picture of the smoke and rain in Huashan, and the other party asked for 70,000 yuan. Xu Jiaojiao even cried and cried poor, and the price dropped to 50,000 yuan. You don't have to buy it.

Xu Jiaojiao snorted, her eyes were full of joy. How much money did you spend."

Zhang Kuan smiled. You guess."

Xu Jiaojiao said, "I guessed it."

Later, the shopkeeper was angry and disturbed his 50,000 yuan business, but he couldn't reprimand, after all, people knew him, but he was not convinced, so he said: "You open the painting, I'll see, what painting is better than my Huashan smoke and rain picture."

Zhang Kuan is not pretentious, and immediately spread the painting on the counter and unfold it for everyone to enjoy.

Xu Jiaojiao exclaimed when she saw it. You bought that pair."

Zhang Kuan laughed twice, but he was the owner of the gallery, looking at the flowers and being silent, and said for a long time: "This is the treasure of Mr. Ma's town store.

Zhang Kuan was overjoyed when he heard this, put away the painting in a slippery way, and walked out with Xu Jiaojiao. Such a valuable painting, he said he would send it."

"Then don't look at who my brother is." Zhang Kuan smiled smugly. The peony picture is worth 100,000 yuan, and these people are making a lot of money.

Xu Jiaojiao said: "You don't understand this, calligraphy and painting have their own artistic value, but most of them are for appreciation.

"I know, isn't it just to pretend to be forced, it's nothing more than to show that I have a level of appreciation, spend tens of millions of dollars to buy a broken painting, don't eat it, don't wear it, it's really vulgar."

Jiaojiao laughed when she heard this." Don't say that, the official doesn't have a collection or two of calligraphy and paintings in his house, aren't they vulgar too?"

"That's not vulgar.Being an official is not good at being the master of the people.Tinkering with some useless calligraphy and painting all day long.Stirring up a piece of broken paper to a sky-high price.What kind of official is this?No wonder Xi kills a large number of people.All of them run to pretend to be elegant and artistic.That has the heart to do the right thing.A calligraphy and painting can easily cost hundreds of thousands of millions.You say he is not greedy."

"Alright, you."

"I'm telling the truth." Zhang Kuan said indignantly: "If you are innocent and have eyes, you should chop to death those pretending to be criminals who eat and drink people's fat and ointment."