'Waiter?'

'I'll go...... You've been to a bar for a lot, aren't you? Call a painting seller a waiter. ’

Ding Shuo sat on a stool behind the bar, casually flipping through a travel magazine.

Hearing the man ask which one was the most expensive in the store, he looked lazily away from the long legs in the magazine, and looked up to help the black-framed myopia glasses with broken lenses on his left side.

I feel sorry for the author of the painting if I don't teach this high-spirited guy a lesson.

Although he also did not know who the author of that painting really was.

After all, when the painting was retracted, there were only three letters on it: DEB, and a date: 2009, 10......

"What about you, which one is the most expensive in your shop?" the man showed strong dissatisfaction with Ding Shuo's neglect.

"The most expensive?...... It's the "Empty Mountain and Valley" on your left," Ding Shuo raised his finger, the oil painting that had just been complained about by the man, "It was just sent here for sale yesterday, and if you come back tomorrow, you probably won't see it." ”

Thinking that he had just complained that this painting was a child's graffiti, it was painted as if it was a joke, and in the blink of an eye, it became the most expensive work in the store, and the man felt like he had been slapped twice, and his cheeks were hot for a while.

However, hearing Ding Shuo say this, it aroused his strong curiosity: "I won't be able to see it tomorrow?

Ding Shuo smiled: "Looking at your dress, you look like a successful person, and a young and promising successful person like you pays attention to the cultivation of his own character, presumably Mr. should know how to paint, right?"

Being praised by Ding Shuo like this, the man shook the big gold watch on his wrist: "Huh...... That's nature. ”

Ding Shuo smiled even brighter: "Isn't that enough, look at who is the recipient of that painting?"

The man stared at DEB for a long time, and couldn't help but say out loud: "Big ...... Big two?"

'This dude is deadly!'

Ding Shuo had a few black lines flowing down his head, and hurriedly corrected him, "No, no, no, it's Darba, look at the time, this painting is his work in the confused period ten years ago, although his fame has not reached the height of 'can be met but not sought', but speaking of his mentor, he is a well-known figure in the oil painting world." ”

Ding Shuo stopped talking, and let the man taste it himself.

As for Darba, it was also a name he casually made up based on the three letters of the inscription.

"Darba, that sounds familiar, is this man famous?" the man asked his wife on the side, and the woman shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.

Ding Shuo continued to flicker: "Freehand master Jin Lun, you should be familiar with it, right?"

The man suddenly said: "Harm, no wonder it's so familiar, it's Jin Lao's beloved disciple for a long time!"

Ding Shuo narrowed his eyes: "So I said, if you come over tomorrow, I guess you won't see this painting......"

The implication is that if it's too late, you won't be able to grab it.

The man fell into deep thought.

Ding Shuo saw that the time was ripe, and gave the man a cigarette: "While this painting has not been bought, take a look at it more, and wait for three or five years when it appears on the market again, it will not be the current price, conservative estimates, I think it can be at least thirty or fifty times."

The man glanced at the brand of the cigarette, pushed Ding Shuo's hand back to hand over the cigarette, and showed a suspicious look on his face: "Since this painting has such a large appreciation space, why don't you get the moon close to the water and secretly leave it?"

"Hehe~~ I want to too, but the strength doesn't allow it......" Ding Shuo took back the cigarette, put it back into the cigarette case, and shook his head self-deprecatingly, what he said was not an exaggeration at all, before the game "Shenhao Fishing" appeared, this was indeed the current situation of his life.

The man glanced at the work again.

Empty mountains and valleys, thousands of ravines.

A sparrow, confused and shuttling between the clouds.

Sure enough, as my wife said, although the background of this painting is not delicate enough, it captures the charm of the moment when the cuckoo flapps its wings.

Only those who have truly experienced confusion can understand the meaning of this painting.

Although I don't know how to draw, I know what value and face are.

If a friend comes to the house and sees such a famous painting hanging on the wall, wouldn't it be very face-saving?

Instigated by vanity, the man's heart was moved.

He swallowed his saliva and asked Ding Shuo on the side, "How much does this painting cost?"

"The price that the seller put on my consignment is thirty-eight thousand, plus a service fee of 5 points, a total of ......" Ding Shuo clicked a few times on the calculator, "Thirty-nine thousand nine hundred yuan." ”

In order to teach this guy a lesson, Ding Shuo also let it go.

The 500 yuan recovered painting was sold for 38,000 yuan, and a service charge of 5 points was added.

Tut-tut...... It's too dark.

Of course, art is priceless, and there is no such thing as fraud.

Everyone has their own preferences, and if you don't like this painting, there's nothing wrong with it.

But if you make false comments and make false comments, you will have to pay for your actions.

Don't think that if you have a few stinky money, you can spit fragrant fragrance.

Your parents and daughter-in-law are used to you, but grandpa is not used to you.

Since you like to show off so much, let you spend the most expensive money, buy your least favorite work, and hang it on the wall.

It's just that Ding Shuo didn't know that he just wanted to teach this nouveau riche a lesson and collect some tuition fees by the way, but he had no intention of creating an art master.

......

Suburbs.

In a rental house full of oil paintings, a man with unkempt hair and a shawl sneezed several times in succession, and the paintbrush in his hand inadvertently poked the canvas, instantly destroying the self-portrait in front of him.

However, the man with long hair and a shawl looks at the destroyed self-portrait in front of him and suddenly has a new inspiration.

Dipping a little black paint, he drew a crack in the dark gray ceiling, and the stroke that inadvertently destroyed the picture just now was like a white light sprinkled from the crack......

This seemingly unintentional stroke made the originally depressed picture instantly full of vitality.

......

The camera returns to Mu Yuxuan.

Thirty-eight thousand, a thirty-fold increase, that is, one hundred and forty thousand.

Whether it is hung at home to beep, or used for investment and financial management.

This wave is a sure win.

The man pondered for a moment, took out a gold card directly from his purse, and slapped it in front of Ding Shuo: "Harm...... I thought it was expensive, wasn't it more than 30,000 yuan? I want this painting!"

"Arrogant!" Ding Shuo gave a thumbs up to the man, and his other hand was not idle, he took out the POS machine, entered the transaction amount, and was about to swipe the card, when the man grabbed his wrist.

"Are you sure this is the real Darba?"

Ding Shuo was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "As far as I know, although Darba is the beloved disciple of Master Jinlun, he is low-key, and there are not many people who know him. ”

"That's ......" The man let go of Ding Shuo's wrist suspiciously, "Oh yes, do you deliver it to your door?"

"Of course, please provide your delivery address and contact number...... Ding Shuo took the gold card and swiped it lightly on the POS machine, the transaction was successful, and the bank account instantly received 39,900 yuan.

After the man finished signing, Ding Shuo handed the gold card back to the other party: "When is there someone at home?" ”

The man put away the gold card and wrote his delivery address and contact number on a sticky note: "There is a nanny at home, there is someone at any time, just go and ring the doorbell." ”

"That's it, I'll arrange it for you. Ding Shuo nodded, glanced at the man's retracted address, found a phone number from his mobile phone, and dialed it, "Da Neng, are you free now?" Help me send a painting, not far away, Long'an Platinum Palace." ”

Five minutes later, as soon as the young man and woman left the gallery with their front feet, a burly black-faced young man rode an electric tricycle and stopped at the entrance of the gallery.

The body was littered with beer bottles, cans, a stack of discarded newspapers and a few torn paper shells......