Bai Shan now has no time to deal with Zheng Bei, he looked eagerly at the "Qingming Riverside Picture" on the counter, and his eyes were like seeing a peerless beauty lying naked in front of him. He offered without raising his head, and after a pause, he automatically doubled the price.

Zheng Zheng touched his nose and smiled, but did not speak. He has also been a shopkeeper in Donglai Pavilion for more than two years, how can he not know the truth that "what is in a hurry is not a business". The automatic price increase of the old man Baishan gave him confidence, so he was not in a hurry to sell the painting like this.

"It stands to reason that I can't grab what you fancy from Mr. Baishan, but this painting ......"

An old man in his sixties on the side saw that Bai Shan called a price of 200,000 yuan as soon as he exited, for fear that Zheng Zheng would agree like this, he said to Bai Shan with a smile, and then said to Zheng Zheng Zhengse: "500,000, pay in cash, I can immediately let people transfer the money to your account." ”

"You're going to grab this painting from me?"

Bai Shan looked at the thin old man beside him, snorted coldly, and said to Zheng Zheng: "800,000, the same is paid in cash." After speaking, Bai Shan looked at the old man beside him again, shook his head and said, "I might as well tell you the truth, I am going to finalize this painting today." ”

"Wow!"

"Good...... Good fellow's!"

"The price increase of 100,000 or 200,000 is really not bad money!"

The dispute between the two suddenly made the onlookers talk about it. It's not that there are no genuine goods in the antique street, and it's not that there haven't been big buyers who have spent a lot of money, but there has never been a situation in the antique street where the two of them raised the price by 100,200,000 without hesitation. Even at auctions, this kind of price increase is quite rare.

Seeing the two little old men staring at each other like fighting cocks, everyone also understood that this picture of the Qingming Riverside that looked like a fake might really be a treasure. However, even if everyone knows this, they can't figure out the value of this "Qingming Riverside Picture".

Not to mention that those who haven't seen "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival", even if they are middle-aged people surnamed Ge and Gao Tong who have seen this painting, they are still confused at the moment. Although the two of them knew that it must be a good thing that could make Bai Shan so energetic in the acquisition, they did not dare to participate in the price increase because they did not know where the value of the painting was.

The more important reason is that next to the two of them stood a Zheng Bei with a black face that looked like the bottom of the pot. Bai Shan could not care about Zheng Bei's face, but the two of them couldn't do that.

And the bidding between Bai Shan and the thin old man has reached a fever pitch, and the price has broken two million, and it is still rising vigorously. Although the other old men beside the two were willing to participate in the bidding, their family background was not as rich as the two of them, so they could only shake their heads and sigh.

"One price, three million, it's really boring for you to fight with me again. ”

Bai Shan and the thin old man argued for a long time, and they were also ruthless, raising the offer directly to three million. He looked at the thin old man who was still unwilling and said, "This painting belongs to me, as for what happened after that...... I can talk to you. ”

"That's ...... It's okay!" The thin old man was obviously told what was in his heart, his eyes flickered and pondered for a while, and he nodded in agreement.

Seeing that the dispute between the two had stopped, Zheng Zheng knew that it was time for him to appear.

Zheng Zheng smiled at Bai Shan and said slowly: "It seems that you really like this painting, old man." ”

He was not in a hurry to settle the business immediately, and thought about how to maximize the benefits of this painting, so as to extract more oil and water from this white mountain.

"Three million, shopkeeper Zheng, this is the price I gave you. ”

Baishan people are old and refined, how could they not know Zheng Zheng's plans. He stared at Zheng Zheng's eyes and said, "This is the highest price that someone who knows the goods can give you, others may not have the courage, and those who have this money may not know the goods." Your buyer probably won't pay any higher. ”

Zheng Zheng was told that he was broken, and touched his nose with some embarrassment. He nodded and said, "It seems that this is indeed the case, well, I will agree with you on this price, three million is three million." ”

"Then that buyer of yours ......" Bai Shan was relieved to see that the business was completed. However, he still remembered the buyer Zheng Zheng said, and he was still a little uneasy.

Zheng Zheng winked at Bai Shan and said with a smile: "Am I a buyer...... He just called me and said he didn't want the painting anymore. Zheng Zheng hadn't answered a single phone call since everyone entered the door, but he didn't blush at all when he told this lie.

"Original...... I see. Bai Shan saw Zheng Zheng blink, and he knew what was going on. He shook his head and said with a smile: "It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, and one generation is stronger than the next." Shopkeeper Zheng's ...... It's really young and promising. ”

"You're not old at all, not bad at all. As he spoke, Zheng Zheng's eyes swept over Bai Shan's hands, intentionally or unintentionally. His hands were still firmly pressed against the counter, and he never let go of it.

Bai Shan's old face turned red when he noticed this, he coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, and then said to Zheng Zheng: "Shopkeeper Zheng, do you want a check or a bank transfer? No matter which one it is, it will arrive within an hour, you just have to rest assured." While speaking, Bai Shan also used honorifics to Zheng Zheng, obviously already identifying with Zheng Zheng's identity as the "shopkeeper".

"What is this......" Speaking of this, Zheng Zheng realized that the two of them were talking about a business worth three million, although they had received a baptism of one and a half million, Zheng Zheng was still a little difficult to hold himself. He lit a cigarette, and after calming down, he said, "Use whichever is more convenient and trouble-free, I'm just afraid of trouble." ”

"Good. ”

Although Bai Shan is already an old man in his seventies, he is not a little arrogant. He looked at the clock, and said, "It's almost time for dinner, and the time is a little rushed, so I'll come in the afternoon with a check." You wait for my message line. ”

"Yes. Zheng Zheng nodded in agreement.

The business was negotiated, and Bai Shan looked in a very good mood. He chatted with Zheng Zheng again, and strongly asked to go to lunch with Zheng Zheng to have a good chat, but was politely rejected by Zheng Zheng, who remembered the matter of the jade bracelet. Seeing Zheng Zheng's refusal, Bai Shan did not force it, and after leaving his contact information, he left Donglai Pavilion without saying hello to Zheng Bei. The old men looked at each other and left behind Bai Shan.

"Ladies and gentlemen,"

Zheng Zheng looked at the people who had not yet left and were talking about each other in the Donglai Pavilion, and said with a smile: "My painting has been sold, so there is nothing new here." Now it's time to eat, so please feel free to do so. ”

"Shopkeeper Zheng, have time to have a good chat. ”

"See you later, shopkeeper Zheng. ”

"Gone, gone. ”

……

The people in the antique street didn't want to get involved in this matter, so they were semi-coerced to come over, and now that this matter is finally over, everyone is also relieved. After saying goodbye to Zheng Zheng, a group of people from the antique street left Donglai Pavilion.

Zheng Zheng turned his head, looked at Gao Tong and the others, and said with a sneer: "How many of you...... Do you want to help me identify fake paintings?"

The middle-aged man surnamed Ge had a flush on his face again, but he knew that he couldn't get his face back today, so he could only leave with Gao and the others with a gloomy face.

For a while, there were only four people left in the originally crowded Donglai Pavilion, except for Zheng Zheng and the three, Xu Ran didn't know why he didn't leave, standing aside and watching quietly with a smile.

"Oops...... Zheng Dashao. ”

Looking at Zheng Bei, who was sitting there with a pale face, Zheng Zheng smiled, and said in a strange manner: "Our Donglai Pavilion is a small place and the food is poor, so I can't take care of your lunch." Thank you so much for inviting so many people to cheer me on today's labor. I'll call you another day, and I'll ask you to ...... at the fat food stall at the corner of the street Well...... Seeing that your complexion is not very good, it is estimated that it is a little empty, forget it, I will ask you to eat a few big waist to make up for it. ”

"Humph!"

Zheng Bei glared at Zheng Zheng with great resentment, and turned around to leave Donglai Pavilion.

Seeing that Zheng Bei was leaving, Zheng Zheng stretched out his hand to stop him unhurriedly.

"Wait, Zheng Dashao, we don't seem to know anything else, right?"