Chapter 7: A Painting's Trigger of a Black Hand
Yu Yao retracted his thoughts, "Let's hear it." ”
"This is also because I ate lard and blinded my heart, and I love to run to Liu Datou. How to say it, the key is that he is willing to bid, not the real thing, but the fake will also bid. The price of such a thing is not high, it is not easy to sell, he can take it, and I will earn a little bit. ”
"Without these things, how can he be blinded?"
"That's right. If you don't remind him repeatedly, I'll be able to choke on it. ”
That day, Pu Jie went to Liu Datou's store to deliver a broken bronze circle, which looked like a pot with some crests.
When he arrived at the store, Liu Datou was talking to people inside, and the guy was supporting him outside, so Pu Jie sat down and waited.
The door in the inner room was open, and only a curtain was hung, and Pu Jie heard the conversation inside. Maybe Liu Datou didn't care very much, otherwise he would have closed the door a long time ago.
They seem to be talking about a painting:
"Lao Wan, you said this painting is Qiu Ying's?"
"Boss Liu, you are an expert in reading calligraphy and painting, you look down, there are famous models behind this, and there are also collectible models. ”
"You don't have to look at it, look at half of it, and I know it's imitation!"
"Boss Liu, this is an old frame. ”
"High imitation and high imitation, is it possible to use new mounting?"
"This ······ Tell me, what's wrong?"
"Qiu Ying, one of the four great masters of the Ming Dynasty, what is the price in the market? How can it be so easy to pick up leaks! If you come here, I will click two sentences, and I will say that Qiu Ying's small axe is split, and the texture of the mountain and stone is on the paper!
Then, there was the sound of scrolling paintings, which should be Liu Datou rolling up the paintings and not looking at them.
That Lao Wan said again, "Boss Liu, even if it's imitation, it's an old material mounter, so you can stay!"
"Okay. Three thousand, put it down. ”
"Boss Liu, you add a little more, just this old Ayazi old paper, there are more than three thousand. ”
"Then you change to another home!"
The old man was silent for a while.
Pu Jie thought to himself, the people in the market are shrewd, and they enter the Yayu Pavilion with the painting scroll, and then take it out, it will be difficult for other stores to pay a high price. Lao Wan should understand this, but he was unwilling, so he didn't say anything for a while.
After a while, Lao Wan came out with a curtain in his hand, holding a rectangular brocade box in his hand. Pu Jie didn't know Lao Wan, but when he saw this person's unlucky face, he said that he might really lack money.
At this time, Liu Datou's voice came from the inside again, "Lao Wan, when I help you, add a thousand." ”
Lao Wan seemed to be moved, but he made eye contact with Pu Jie, and Pu Jie's eyes were filled with some sympathy. I'm afraid that if there is no Pu Jie, Lao Wan will make a move, but people want faces, trees want bark, maybe they can't wipe off their faces, so they stomped their feet, "Boss Liu, you stay." ”
After saying that, he left.
Liu Datou immediately came out and sneered, "Take a high imitation of the Republic of China and look for a bargain, and don't look at what kind of place this is!"
"Then I sold him the bronze ring, and I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. Pu Jie recalled, "However, when I left the store, I met that Lao Wan outside again." I also said hello, saying that we met again because of fate. He said yes, and then, when asked me how to go, I told him, and comforted him vaguely. And that was the end of it. ”
Yu Yao nodded, "If you talk to Lao Wan, maybe let Liu Datou know." ”
Pu Jie clicked his head, then took out the phone and dialed out, "Brother Chang, what are you busy with······?"
After making two or three phone calls, and answering another reply, Pu Jie said hatefully, "It turns out that Yimo Zhai has received 5,000 yuan from that painting!" It is estimated that Liu Datou thought that I had shown the way to that Lao Wan and ruined his business! Nima, a few thousand yuan will be heavy-handed, it is really special to repay it!"
Yu Yao shook his head, "This is not a few thousand yuan! He accepted this high imitation, what if it is a genuine product? It is 'big business'!"
"Even if I don't run into Lao Wan, can Lao Wan go back?!"
"Liu Datou doesn't think so, he's still waiting for Lao Wan to send the painting back to Yayuge! Besides, didn't you have a eye contact with Lao Wan in the store? Maybe the guy in the store added oil and vinegar to Liu Datou and told Liu Datou again!"
Pu Jie took a hard puff of his cigarette, "Plate around, that's it! On the surface, the wind and drizzle are drizzling, and secretly I am smashing big hail!"
"This Liu Datou's eyesight is indeed enough!" Yu Yao thought for a while, "So, let's do it both ways······"
Pu Jie nodded again and again when he heard this, "Okay, you have a lot of ideas when you are young, listen to you." I'm in for a treat tonight, let's go to Jiang Shangyue to eat fish!"
"Pull it down, Jiang Shangyue's per capita consumption is six hundred, let's go on skewers and roast four oil loins for me." ”
"Why are you a single, aren't you afraid of fire when you eat so many kidneys?"
"I'm cold, so I should stick to my autumn fat. Do you think I'm like you, addicted to flirting with girls?"
"Your uncle's. ”
"Don't talk nonsense, my uncle is your father. ”
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The next day, autumn was crisp and cloudless. Yu Yao stuffed the brocade box containing the robe general jar into a woven bag, and took a taxi to the Qixingqiao antique market.
Yu Yao didn't go early, it was eight o'clock at the door, but the market was not too lively.
There was a storage place in the market, and for ten yuan an hour, he first stored the woven bag, and then came to the stall area.
There are three streets in the stall area, two short and one long, just like a "mouth" word without a top horizontal; the position of the top horizontal is the greenhouse area, which is a little more expensive than the management fee of the stall area. On the south side of the greenhouse area is the shop area.
There are all kinds of stall owners in the stall area, and there are all kinds of stalls, and there are old and young, old insects and raw melons and eggs, and even pairs of young couples, who run here to wander around.
Yu Yao was wearing a yellow trench coat and blue denim, quite young in tone, but his eyes were a little old-fashioned. It was already cold, and he also bought a chocolate and walked around while eating.
Even swept more than a dozen stalls, and the "new fake break" of the water made him not even have the idea of squatting down to get started.
With this kind of vision, it is really time-saving and labor-saving. In the past, Yu Yao often came here early in the morning on weekends to grab goods, and after a trip, he worked hard and had a sore back.
It didn't take much time for him to finish a long street, basically without stopping, except for a lively pause in the middle: a person ordered 10,000 cash and bought a bronze lotus crane square pot made of "smoke streams". The stall owner is still quite into the play, the buyer is gone, and he still has an expression of reluctance to cut love.
Yu Yao turned to a short street, looked at it without a tower, and said that he couldn't hold anything, so he directly took the robe general jar and went to the Yayu Pavilion.
I had no intention of planting willows, but unexpectedly, the willows were bright. An object on a stall attracted Yu Yao's attention.