Chapter 44: Antique Street Profiteers

Antique Street!

Looking at the three vigorous characters on the stone tablet, Wang Hao raised a smug smile on the corner of his mouth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's mid-afternoon, and the sun is a little who smashes it. Therefore, the entire antique street looks a little deserted. Occasionally, there are two or three stalls, and there is no business to visit.

On both sides of the street are antique shops and jade shops, although the area is not large, but the decoration is very quaint. It gives people the feeling of being in an ancient gallery and is pleasing to the eye.

Just when Wang Hao was thinking about which store to go to first, a figure with a hurried expression ran towards an antique shop called Yuexuanfang.

This is an old man in his fifties, with gray hair and shabby clothes. He carried a long package in his arms, and looking at his cautious appearance, it was as if he had reported a baby who had been passed down for ten lifetimes.

Entering the antique shop, he poked his head out and asked hesitantly, "Boss, do you accept calligraphy and paintings?"

The owner of the antique shop saw that the person was dressed in shabby clothes, and he didn't bother to raise his eyelids, so he asked angrily: "Of course you accept it, you are blind, you didn't see the big words written on my door!"

was scolded for no reason, and the old man was not angry, and even showed a sincere smile and said, "Boss, I'm really sorry, I didn't pay attention." ”

"Boss, how much can you see how much my calligraphy and painting can be worth?"

As he spoke, he took out a picture scroll from the long package behind him and carefully unfolded it on the counter.

The scroll is about 120 centimeters long and 40 centimeters wide. It is a landscape ink drawing. The style of painting is quite ancient, the line of brushwork is chic and elegant, the pen and ink are horizontal, like flowing clouds, the layout is sparse, and the style is handsome and delicate.

In the lower right corner of the ancient painting, there is also a seal written in seal script. However, it may be a bit vague due to poor preservation.

The owner of the antique shop yawned, took out the magnifying glass on the counter, and looked at it carefully. He looked back and forth three times, from head to toe. Then, his eyes widened, staring at the payment seal, thinking carefully, his brows sometimes frowning slightly, sometimes stretching, and his expression was cloudy.

"Boss, how is it, how much is this painting worth?" the old man asked anxiously, rubbing his hands.

The owner of the antique shop casually put the magnifying glass aside, and said without interest: "Although the painting scroll is Xu Qingteng, but looking at the painting style of this scroll, it must be copied by later generations." Moreover, the copying is very rough. There are not 10,000 calligraphy and paintings like this on this antique street, but also 8,000, which has no collection value!"

"This, this, how can it be fake, this was given to my grandfather by the person who was a big official in the capital back then. Boss, are you mistaken, take a closer look?" The old man was stunned for a moment, a little unconvinced by the boss's words, but when he said the end, his tone trembled obviously.

The owner of the antique shop smiled and said, "Brother, my ancestors have been playing these things in the antique street for three generations, how can I be wrong?"

"I see that it is not easy for you to come here at such an age. Otherwise, I'll give you a hardship fee, two hundred dollars, how about it?"

After speaking, the owner of the antique shop began to look at the change in the old man's expression with the eyes of a thief.

Although this painting is unlikely to be Xu Qingteng's authentic work, his painting skills are profound and very collectible. And if you can meet a nouveau riche who is elegant and elegant, maybe you can sell it for a sky-high price.

It's just that the water in the antique world is a bit deep. He also saw that this old man was honest and honest, and at first glance he was a person who had never seen much of the world, so he planned to buy it at the lowest price.

Two hundred yuan is obviously far lower than the old man's psychological expectations.

He wiped a handful of tears with his skinny hands: "Boss, my son was in a car accident and urgently needs money for surgery, can you give more?"

The owner of the antique shop looked a little impatient and said, "I'm in business, not a charity." In this way, I'm adding 5 yuan to you, which can be regarded as supporting your son's surgery fee!"

"This, this ......" the old man looked depressed and hesitated.

Without waiting for the old man to finish speaking, the owner of the antique shop interrupted very unceremoniously: "Don't grind, if you sell it, you can sell it." If you don't want to sell it, go to another house and have a look. That is, I have a good heart, looking at your age, it is not easy to come all the way, so I will give you a little hard-earned money. If it were someone else, it would be too hard to wipe your ass with this painting!"

Just when the old man was about to sell this calligraphy and painting, a tall figure suddenly walked over.

"Uncle, how much is your son still short of the operation fee?"

The old man looked up at the person, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and said, "There are still five thousand left!"

The owner of the tall figure is naturally Wang Hao.

He had been watching from the side just now, and he couldn't bear the old man being pitted, so he stood up decisively.

"Uncle, so be it. I've got a crush on this painting, five thousand dollars, sell it to me!"

Hearing Wang Hao's words, the owner of the antique shop and the old man couldn't help but widen their eyes.

The old man was moved to tears, and he almost kowtowed to Wang Hao. After thanking him for his kindness, he took 5,000 yuan and hurried to the hospital.

In the eyes of the owner of the antique shop, although such calligraphy and painting have some collection value, if you don't meet such a nouveau riche who likes vassal elegance, you can sell it for a few thousand yuan at most.

Thinking of this, he looked at Wang Hao again.

Looking up and down, looking left and right, this guy doesn't look like he understands antique calligraphy and painting. At first glance, it is the legend of the kind of demolition nouveau riche who likes vassal elegance.

At that moment, the owner of the antique shop said very enthusiastically: "Little brother, you also know calligraphy and painting? I really can't see that you have such an elegant hobby at a young age." It's not like my uncompetitive son, who either plays games online or picks up girls. ”

"I won't tell you the truth, a few days ago, that son of a son made the girl's belly bigger, and he came to ask me for money for the abortion. Hey, it's a misfortune for my family, if he had one-tenth of your ability, I would still be able to endure like this......"

The owner of the shop is well versed in the way of business, especially in the antique industry, whether it is successful or not, it all depends on whether you can fool or not?

After all, in this line there are no so-called fakes. Just look at whether your vision is poisonous enough, and whether you know the goods?

Who is Wang Hao? Naturally, you can see at a glance that the shopkeeper is so fancy.

However, he didn't say anything, just smiled and said, "Boss, in fact, I only know a little bit about these antique calligraphy and paintings." The reason why I came here today is mainly because the old people in the family have a big birthday. You know, the older generation likes these things!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly nodded in agreement, and did not hesitate to salivate, and used all the words in his stomach to praise young people on Wang Hao.

At this time, he was even more sure that this young man a year ago was the legendary demolition nouveau riche. Maybe with a lot of boasting, this business will be done.

"Little brother, in my store, there are a lot of authentic works by famous artists, what Gu Kaizhi, Wang Xizhi, Wang Wei, Li Bai all have, do you want to come in and pick up two?"

(To be continued.) )