When Zi Xuan's eyes inadvertently swept over a painting stall, she felt her heart beat out.

She couldn't believe her eyes, and her expression was instantly in a trance!

How is this possible? How is this painting so similar......

"Sister, what's wrong?" Xiao Jing shook Zixuan's hand and asked again.

"Oh, sister is fine. Zixuan came back to her senses and seemed to be aware of her previous gaffe.

She explained quietly, "I just remembered some things from the past, some people, some abnormalities. ”

"Oh, really?" Xiao Jing looked puzzled, and then asked with concern, "Do you feel uncomfortable?" "Don't worry! Zixuan squeezed out a smile and said quietly.

"Well, it's okay!"

"The calligraphy and paintings in these stalls seem to be okay, anyway, it's okay, let's go and have a look. Zixuan said with a surprised face.

After speaking, without waiting for Xiaojing to agree, she pulled Xiaojing towards a stall in front of her.

The stall owner was wearing the uniform of a nearby university and looked like a work-study young student.

When the stall owner saw someone coming over and wanted to buy calligraphy and paintings, his spirits suddenly lifted. The two nearby stall owners looked at him with envy and jealousy.

Zixuan could see that the calligraphy and painting business here was not very good.

In fact, the last time Zixuan came, she didn't see a stall selling calligraphy and paintings on the depraved street. There are many stalls selling cross-stitch - the kind of cross-stitch, which is embroidered with embroidery threads and embroidered against patterns, is easy to learn and understand, and there are many kinds of flowers, birds, fish and insects, character poems, etc., so it is deeply loved by female students.

Of course, Zixuan didn't know that during this semester, the three colleges and universities in the university town jointly held a dormitory design competition. The activity requires that the outstanding ones be judged by the school first, and then the outstanding ones will be compared with other schools to select the best ones.

The dormitory design competition has been valued by the students and is in full swing. Although not every dormitory expects to win awards, because it is related to the image of their dormitory, they will not lose points in front of male and female students. Therefore, many boys and girls want to buy something to decorate the dormitory, and calligraphy and painting have naturally become a good choice for them.

However, as this activity came to an end, almost all the things that should have been bought had already been bought, and the businesses that took the opportunity to sell calligraphy and paintings on Fallen Street were obviously not as good as before.

Although the stall owner is young, he can be regarded as having business experience. Previously, he was also considering clearing goods and changing careers, so he naturally didn't want to let go of any opportunity to do business.

Zixuan doesn't look like a college student, but no matter how she dresses or her demeanor, she is undoubtedly a potential high-quality customer.

"This beauty, what can I help with...... he asked with a smile as he stepped forward warmly.

"Let's take a casual look first. ”

His kindness did not receive the desired response.

But he wasn't annoyed, what they were looking at, he smiled and introduced to the two of them.

Zixuan looked casually at the stall, then took two steps, and under the astonished gaze of the stall owner, she reached out to the pile of paintings in the corner of the stall.

He couldn't remember how long they had been on display, and no one cared about them. Most of them are graffiti or study works collected from art academies, which naturally have no value and cannot be sold for a good price. In the past two days, he had made up his mind to dispose of them as waste paper, so he checked them out and piled them up haphazardly.

What special habits does this lord have, is he here to Taobao?

He had no way of knowing what she was thinking, just speculation.

Zixuan rummaged through it, and then picked out a painting—

"Boss, how do you sell this painting?"

The young man looked at it at a glance, and his heart was happy, he had chosen it for so long, wasn't this the top one just now?

"Sister, why do you want to buy paintings here!

Xiao Jing next to her grabbed it casually and took a look, stunned.

This painting is not even framed, it is only painted on a simple oilcloth.

What's more, what is this drawing!

Just like this, the picture is almost all red, there is a sun or moon in the upper right corner, it is actually oval, in the middle of the picture there is a woman in a blue light veil dancing, her face is blurred, not visible, there is a line of small words written in a pen under the drawing paper: flaming red lips.

"Flame red lips?cut,What kind of ghost name is this?Red.,It seems to say in the past.,Even if it's a flame.,But red lips?Not necessarily?,It's obviously not clear.,It's not a pseudo-mother?!"

She was haunted by the past and couldn't help but say.

Zi Xuan couldn't help laughing, and said seriously, "You don't read, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!" This is a work of sub-surrealism, of course, you can't look at it from a realistic perspective!"

"Surrealism, so tall, it's okay to be a Mongolian person!".

"This beauty is really knowledgeable, this is indeed a work of Western surrealism. ”

"Oh, yes, yes, I didn't say that. ”

"Surrealism originated in the West, was initially applied to literature, and later integrated into the art of painting, is one of the three main genres in the world today, this painting can be said to be the essence of surrealism, whether it is the use of pigments or the treatment of tones and colors, it can be said that it is ......perfect," the young man said eloquently.

It seems that this painting is a national treasure work of a master, for some reason wandering the streets, but unfortunately the people I met were mediocre and incompetent.

Zi Xuan was angry and funny in her heart. This kid who sells paintings is also wonderful, and his face is not ordinarily thick! If he has the opportunity to engage in business after graduating in the future, he must be a profiteer.

Looking at the young man's appearance, if there were bricks on the ground, Zi Xuan really wanted to take a brick and slap him. She just wanted to inspire her little sister, wanted her to read, and casually said a surrealism, but she didn't expect this guy to climb up the pole and blow the sky.

……

"Stop, stop, stop talking nonsense, how much?" Xiao Jing was said to be the first two big!

"Since we are destined, and you sincerely want to buy it, then I won't shout the price, just 100!"

"This rotten painting is so expensive, just a few patterns, can it be worth 100?" Xiao Jing sneered, "You are all fools when we are?"

"100 is still expensive, beauty, have you ever heard of the Sotheby's auction in New York?" The young man seemed to be well versed in the truth of "asking for a price in the sky, bargaining on the spot", and said without changing his face.

"I've heard it, but I'm not impressed. Xiao Jing said.

"Did you know that at the recent auction, the late American abstract artist Thompley's "Blackboard" set a sky-high price of $70.53 million. Do you know what it's in this painting? It's just a couple of simple patterns. The drawing is a continuous circle of 6 lines on the blackboard, which the painter sits on the shoulder of a friend and lets the opponent shake it at will, drawing it with chalk on the blackboard without interruption. ”

"Is this okay?" Xiao Jing was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth.

"There's even better! I'll tell you about it. The young man became interested, and actually took out a notebook from his backpack. There seems to be a lot of written information in this area recorded in the book.

He flipped through a few pages and read word by word, "This is the case, for example, of the famous painter Pollock's No. 5 of 1948. The painting is painted on a canvas of 243.8 cm and 120.9 cm wide, and is ...... by Pollock by dripping.

"What is the sprinkler method, do you understand?" the young man asked, looking up.

"I don't understand. What's that?" Xiaojing said frankly. He looked like a diligent and inquisitive elementary school student.

"The sprinkling method is created by sprinkling paint on the canvas with a pen or spoon. Do you know how much money you don't ?...... I don't know, I sold for $140 million!"

The young man said to Xiaojing.

Zixuan smiled and said nothing, of course she could see that the young man had said so much, just to ask for a price.

Sure enough, after the young man finished speaking, he continued, "Now, this painting is only 100 yuan, what do you think, it's not expensive......

"It's not expensive. Xiao Jing spoke, and then a cough sounded in her ears. She finally came to her senses, and her face sank, "This is a piece of waste paper, I'm too lazy to tell you, I'll buy it if I have less 0!"

"90? That's a lot of money, okay, deal!" The young man did not move his expression, and his heart was secretly happy.

Xiaojing reacted quickly, "Hey, one less 0 is 10, not 90, I said handsome guy, is your head in the water!"

The young man was scolded and shook his head, "This price is not enough, and the paint fee is not enough." ”

"It's okay for the price. Xiao Jing said.

"Can you add some more? Otherwise, it really won't sell. ”

"I'm the happiest person to buy things!" Xiao Jing quoted again, "20!"

"I buy 50, I can't lose money. The youth said.

"50!" Xiao Jing said again, blinking.

She seemed to enjoy the bargaining in the market.

"The shipping cost is not enough, add a little ......"

"If you don't add it, if you don't sell it, you'll go home. ”

Xiao Jing pulled Zixuan and was about to leave.

Zixuan followed very cooperatively. Since you are acting, you have to do enough drama.

The young man sighed and waved his hand, "Come on, come on, okay, okay, 50 yuan was sold to you at a loss, and I sold it to you!"

Xiao Jing thought to herself, this will do the same!

"Sister, do you want to buy it?" she glanced at Zixuan. Zixuan didn't care about the price and nodded.

Under the young man's wistful gaze, the two then walked back to the stall.

"I'm at a loss for this price!" the young man smiled wryly, "If I hadn't seen that you were knowledgeable and like-minded, I wouldn't have sold it." Gotcha, let's make a friend today. ”

Xiao Jing squeezed her eyes at Zixuan when she heard this, which means to say, look at my bargaining skills, cow!

"Sister, pay!" Xiao Jing urged.

The young man rolled up the scroll, picked up a plastic bag, and prepared to put it in.

"Wait a minute!" Zixuan said as he raised her hand.

"What? don't want it?" the young man was a little nervous, afraid that they would not buy it.

"No, of course!" Zi Xuan thought for a while and said, "I still want to buy a few pairs of this, do you still have any?"

"What?" Xiao Jing instantly petrified.

This kind of painting, forget about buying one, is it difficult to do it and want to wholesale it?