This street is different from the cultural market in Nanjiang, the antique stalls are all relatively high standard shops, and the quality of the things in them is naturally stronger than the general antique city stalls by more than one grade.

Cao Mengde walked on the Yiyi Street, looked around, and after walking this section of the road, he arrived at the Tianrenju, the largest store in the Yiyi Street.

On this day, Habitat is one of the top ten famous stores in the antique industry in the country, and there are branches in major cities across the country, and all of them are located in the most conspicuous places.

The Tianren Habitat of the Nanjiang River is naturally the same, in the middle of the street that sells high-end antiques, sitting in the north and facing south, the style is solemn, and you want to buy and sell antiques, calligraphy and paintings, how can you not enter the Tianren Habitat to compare the price when you arrive at this Appraisal Street.

There is even a saying in this antique shop, saying: "As long as you have good things, don't be afraid that heaven and man can't afford to pay for it." The tone can be described as extremely great, but no one doubts the financial resources of the Heavenly Habitat.

Next to the Celestial Habitat are some slightly smaller antique shops, although the Celestial Habitat is large, but it is impossible to say that you want to eat all the businesses on this street, and there are always some ways for small stores to survive.

Besides, this Tianrenju is one of the top ten in the country, even if it is about the same strength, isn't there another nine, just to say that in this Nanjiang, the reputation of Tianrenju can really be ranked in the top few.

At this time, Cao Mengde walked into a smaller-scale antique shop next to him, called Tongjin Pavilion, which is taken from the meaning of Bogu Tongjin.

In fact, the scale of this store is not too small, but it is a little shabby compared to the business of Tianrenju, after walking in, a faint sandalwood fragrance rushed into the nose, and there was a faint elegant music in the ears, which made people feel good at first impression, at least there would be no disgust.

The one who took the initiative to greet him was a male waiter in his thirties, with clean clothes, and his expression was also full of restraint between his expressions and words, which was obviously cultivated after a long time of training and this classical temperament.

"Sir, you want to see something. After standing beside Cao Mengde for a few minutes, seeing Cao Mengde's demeanor as a person who didn't buy anything, the clerk asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lao Cao glanced at the man and nodded, "I'm really not here to see things, I have something to sell, but I don't know if your store can eat it." ”

The clerk smiled slightly and said with an affirmative face: "Mr. said with a smile, I don't know what kind of precious treasure it is, as for whether our store can eat it, we have to see it to know, if Mr. brings a national treasure, we really have to think about it." ”

"Then call out the people in charge of your side. Cao Mengde pretended to be unimpressed and said.

"Sir, please wait a moment, I'll come when I go. You sit here for a while. ”

Let Sun Hancheng sit down on the chair of the hedgehog rosewood on the side, and the clerk walked towards the back room.

Cao Mengde looked at the decorations in the store and the items placed on the shelves, guessing the family background of this store, and after a while, the waiter walked out with an old man in his old age.

Don't look at this old man, who is over the age but his body is very strong, and he can't see a trace of malaise, even more than the spirit of the more than thirty middle-aged people.

Before approaching, the old man first greeted Cao Mengde, then looked Cao Mengde up and down, and then said with a smile: "This gentleman has an antique to sell?"

Cao Mengde knew that the old man was not simple, so he didn't speak, but opened his bag, pulled out a satin bag with a painting scroll from it, and just showed the painting scroll to the old man about ten centimeters away.

The old man nodded and said with a smile: "Sir, please, tea has been brewed inside, let's talk inside." ”

Lao Cao didn't say anything, and followed the boss towards the inside.

The front is a place to sell things, and it is naturally not suitable for talking about business with many people, so there is naturally a special room in the back to do this kind of thing.

Sure enough, when he walked in, someone brought the brewed tea, then turned around and left the door, leaving Cao Mengde and the old man in the room together.

During the chat, the old man made an introduction, saying that it was Zhang Hanjiang, the chief appraiser in the store, and Cao Mengde also asked his age curiously, and he was really shocked after determining the age of the old man.

After the two sat down, they drank tea first, and then Zhang Hanjiang said: "Sir, let's not go around the bend, I just looked at the corner of the painting, it seems that it is at least a few decades old, I don't know which great painter's ink treasure in modern times?"

After hearing this, Lao Cao glanced at Zhang Hanjiang in surprise and said, "Yes, Chief Zhang, just by looking at a little paper, you can see when it was painted, it's amazing." ”

Zhang Hanjiang laughed, waved his hand and said, "Mr. has won the award, and he has been doing it all his life." ”

Cao Mengde didn't say much more, and directly took out his painting from his bag, and gave it to Zhang Hanjiang with the satin bag.

Zhang Hanjiang took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put them on, then carefully took out the painting from the long cloth bag, and slowly opened the painting scroll on the table.

After reading it, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and even his voice trembled with excitement, he asked Cao Mengde: "Is this Mr. Li Keran's Mobao?"

Cao Mengde ignored it, took a sip of tea and said, "What's the matter, you have to go back to the roots when you buy a painting." ”

When Cao Mengde said this, Zhang Hanjiang said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm just a little excited, I haven't encountered such a beautiful painting for a long time, so I'm a little excited." ”

"Are you optimistic?"

"Look, look, look. Zhang Hanjiang finished with a smile, but immediately changed his words after finishing speaking: "Wait a minute, I'll go back." ”

After a short time, he walked into the room with two other people, these two people were about the same age as Zhang Hanjiang, and the three of them didn't talk nonsense, and began to study the painting together.

After about ten minutes, the three of them finally put down the painting, and then one of the old men asked Cao Mengde, "This little brother, where did you get this painting from?" ”

Cao Mengde said impatiently: "What do you mean, you still have to get to the bottom of my paintings?"

Zhang Hanjiang hurriedly smiled and said; That's not what I mean, it's just that there are more than 200 of Mr. Li Keran's paintings, most of which are recorded and checked, but this painting has never been heard of. ”

Cao Mengde laughed and said, "How many years has Mr. Li been painting? ”

The three old men were a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say, it was indeed the same as what Sun Hancheng said, Mr. Li Keran's painting time can be traced back to before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and it is indeed impossible for every painting to be recorded.

After Cao Mengde saw the expressions of the three, he continued: "Actually, it's okay to tell you, anyway, if you sell it, it's not mine." ”

The three old men were stunned for a moment, and they originally saw that Cao Mengde was a little impatient. I thought he wouldn't know how to say it, but then he suddenly wanted to say it again, so he was very happy.

Cao Mengde said lightly: "My hometown is in Hubei, this painting is left by my grandfather, when did he get it, his old man said that he was devolved in Danjiangkou, Hubei when he was six years old, and he went home a few years later, and he didn't bring anything at that time, just with this painting." ”

The three old men looked at each other, and one of them said affirmatively: "That's right, Mr. Li was sent to Danjiangkou, Hubei Province in 69 years, and stayed in the cadre school there for two years. ”

"Then that's right, if you look at it this way, this is indeed Mr. Li's real handiwork, it's really very rare. ”

At this time, Cao Mengde said: "Okay, I won't give you nonsense, I'm in a hurry to use the money, otherwise I won't sell the painting, and I won't find you, so you can give a price, and I'll sell it if the price is right." ”

The three old men glanced at each other, and finally Zhang Hanjiang said with a smile: "According to the market price of our Mr. Li's paintings, I will give you the highest price for this painting, one million." ”

Hearing Zhang Hanjiang's words, Cao Mengde stood up directly from his seat, and said with a wave of anger on his face: "What are you talking about, one million, you treat me as a fool, what is the price of Li Keran's paintings, I have checked them all from the Internet, and the movements are tens of millions, and there are more than two hundred million." ”

Zhang Hanjiang hurriedly explained with a smile: "Sir, don't worry, I'll tell you the reason." ”

Cao Mengde returned to his seat and said, "Okay, you tell me, anyway, I tell you, I won't sell it if the price is not suitable." ”

Zhang Hanjiang explained: "First of all, the size of this painting is not large, so the price is a little lost, and this painting is obviously the early stage of Li Lao's ink painting, so the painting is not as exquisite as his later years, and the old lady did not keep this painting well, it was slightly damaged, and the framed was not good, which had a counterproductive effect on the price." ”

Cao Mengde sneered after hearing this, and said: "Don't tell me what you have, you can tell me the real price, how much can you pay, this street is such a storefront, I must make a comparison, if you can't estimate the clothes on the street, I will go to other streets, I have good things and I am afraid that there is no master who knows the goods." ”

After the three old men gathered around again to discuss, Zhang Hanjiang turned his head to Cao Mengde and said: "Mr. Cao, you see that it was originally a fate for you to come to Yiyi Street, do you think this is okay, 1.3 million, how about it, let's make friends." ”

After hearing this, Cao Mengde showed an undisguised anger on his face, walked over directly and put the painting away, muttering in his mouth: "Give me less nonsense, I won't sell it if I have two million less." ”

After finishing speaking, he ignored Zhang Hanjiang's obstruction and walked into another shop next to him.