Antique Zhai.

Walking to the front of the calligraphy and painting shop, Luo Ding raised his head and saw such a name, seeing such a name, Luo Ding was stunned, because the meaning of such a name is actually to tell people that what we sell here is fake and imitation. To buy the real thing, don't come here.

"However, that powerful aura is obviously emanating from this store, could it be that this one who looks like an imitation has such a powerful aura?"

Luo Ding was secretly surprised in his heart.

"Hey, isn't this place just imitations? I said Luo Ding, my grandfather is an expert, you can't be so foolish, get a fake painting back, I'm afraid I won't even be able to enter the house in the future. Yang Qianyun didn't do it anymore, if she said that she didn't have enough eyesight and bought a fake thing to go back, then it's okay to say, but if you want to buy it back even if you know it's fake, it's a deliberate crime, and you can't do this kind of thing.

"Ha, didn't you say you had to buy it, let's just go in and have a look, and we'll leave in a while, okay?" Luo Ding said with a smile.

"Alright, let's go in and have a look." Yang Qianyun just wanted to mess with Luo Ding, and when she heard Luo Ding's soft words, she immediately relented.

Luo Ding and Yang Qianyun walked in, only to find that the store was not big, and the walls in the front half of the store were full of all kinds of paintings, and in the back half of the store, there was a large painting table, and a piece of drawing paper was spread out on the painting table, and a person was painting there.

"It turned out that the shopkeeper came to sell the painting himself, no wonder it was called Antique Zhai." Luo Ding understood the meaning of the signboard hanging outside at a glance.

After sensing it, Luo Ding found that the feeling he felt outside just now was not wrong, that powerful aura came from this antique zhai, and since he walked in, this feeling has become even stronger.

The shopkeeper was concentrating on painting, and did not pay attention to the arrival of Luo Ding and Yang Qianyun, and Luo Ding also ended up not being polite, concentrating on looking at the paintings around him, although he didn't know much about painting, but his purpose was not to paint, but for that powerful aura, but after reading it this time, he didn't find his goal.

"Hey, I can't be wrong, but it doesn't look like anything worth noting."

Luo Ding's heart is quite strange, the ability of his right hand has never been wrong, since he has sensed it, it must be here, but he can't find what kind of thing emits such a powerful aura.

Yang Qianyun also noticed that Luo Ding was looking around as soon as she came in, and she was already quite familiar with her, and she subconsciously felt that this must be a little strange, and couldn't help but lower her voice and said, "There are good things here?" ”

Luo Ding did not answer her question, but continued to search. Yang Qianyun looked at it and knew that she might have guessed correctly, she also looked carefully, when it came to her attainments in calligraphy and painting, she was much higher than Luo Ding, after all, there was a grandfather who liked to collect calligraphy and paintings, and she grew up beside her grandfather since she was a child. However, when Yang Qianyun also read the large number of paintings hanging on the wall one by one, she didn't see which one was a good thing.

To be honest, the painters here are not bad, but after all, it is the owner of the shop, and if you want to be elegant, it is impossible.

"What the hell is going on?" Yang Qianyun looked at Luo Ding incomprehensibly, and found that although Luo Ding was still looking for it seriously, the slightly frowning brow also showed that Luo Ding was also very confused.

"Where and what exudes such a big aura?" Luo Ding's eyes widened and widened, and he searched for the paintings hanging on the wall over and over again.

However, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, Luo Ding carefully looked at the painting hanging on the wall three times, but still did not find the one he was looking for that could exude a powerful aura.

"It seems that I have no chance with this magic weapon." Luo Ding slowly gave birth to the idea of giving up. Magic weapons, especially powerful magic weapons, can be encountered but not sought, this can only be attributed to fate, it is really impossible to meet, and there is no way to do it.

After having such a thought, Luo Ding shook his head, and simply stopped looking for it, but walked behind the shopkeeper and looked at the drawing paper he was drawing.

"Well, this is Zhong Kui's ghost hunting diagram."

The picture that the shopkeeper was drawing, Luo Ding recognized it at a glance.

Zhong Kui is the "Holy Monarch of the Blessed Town" in traditional culture. He was born with a leopard head and ringed eyes, an iron face and sideburns, and a strange appearance, but he was righteous and upright.

"This is Zhong Kui, right?" Yang Qianyun also walked over gently, and then whispered to Luo Ding.

"Yes, that's right, this is Zhong Kui, this is a powerful character, for the Spring Festival, we put his portrait on the door, and he will be a god; And when it came to the Dragon Boat Festival, he incarnated as a heavenly master who cut the five poisons, and he was a god of all responses, that is to say, to be blessed, to be wealthy, and to respond to requests. ”

These are the knowledge of feng shui, Zhong Kui is a character who will appear on some magic weapons, so Luo Ding is very familiar with it.

"Hey, could it be that the aura came from this painting?" Luo Ding, who was talking to Yang Qianyun about painting, suddenly had such a thought in his mind, but he quickly denied this idea, because the painting in front of him had not yet been completed.

Suddenly, Luo Ding looked up suddenly, and suddenly his face became excited, yes, the painting that the shopkeeper is painting has not yet been completed, but isn't he painting? If you are about to paint, there must be a finished painting!

Sure enough, Luo Ding, who raised his head, saw at a glance that there was a painting hanging on the wall in front of the painting table, which was also a picture of Zhong Kui catching ghosts!

When he saw this painting, Luo Ding was already 100% sure that his induction outside was not wrong, and this painting was the source of that powerful aura!

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

Luo Ding now deeply feels the correct surname of this sentence! No wonder I couldn't find it when I searched for it, it turned out that the source of the real aura was the painting that the shopkeeper was looking at.

"Whew!"

Meng Qiu breathed a sigh of relief and put down the brush in his hand, this painting had been painted for nearly an hour, and it was finally finished. Twisting his neck and relaxing his body, Meng Qiu turned around, only to find that a man and a woman standing behind him were all smiling before saying a word, Meng Qiu was the same, and said, "You two, I don't know what you want?" ”

Luo Ding is also a master of picking up leaks, although his expression fluctuated a little just now, but when Meng Qiu completed the painting and moved his body, he had already regained his composure, and when he heard Meng Qiu's question, he said: "Let's come in and take a look, and we found that you were painting, so we didn't make a sound." What are you drawing? How do I seem to have seen it somewhere? ”

Meng Qiu had already quickly looked at Luo Ding and Yang Qianyun, and when his gaze fell on Yang Qianyun's body, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and then there was a trace of heat. Hearing Luo Ding's question, a trace of contempt was born in his heart, and he thought to himself that this was really a flower inserted into cow dung - how can this be the case in this world, beautiful women all look at this kind of unlearned and unskilled things, and although they are good at painting, they can only open a shop in such a place, and then expect those people to buy their fake paintings?

Meng Qiuyu, who was unhappy in his heart, naturally didn't be so polite when he spoke, and said in a muffled voice: "This is Zhong Kui, that is, the door god, you think you are familiar with it, you should have seen it during the New Year." Don't you have to put pictures on the door during the New Year, and one of them is Zhong Kui.

Luo Ding looked at Meng Qiu strangely, he didn't know why the other party suddenly spoke to him in such a tone, you can't do this in business, but Luo Ding, who was aiming at the painting hanging on the wall, didn't care too much about this, so he said:

"Do you sell paintings here?"

When Meng Qiu heard this, he rolled his eyes even more, if he opened his own shop, if he didn't sell paintings, what would he do when he opened it? However, although he despised Luo Ding even more in his heart, Meng Qiu could only say according to his surname:

"Sell, of course sell."

Luo Ding breathed a sigh of relief when he heard it, even if this kid doesn't sell, as long as he sells, it will be good. So, Luo Ding immediately pointed to the painting hanging on the wall and said, "How much does this painting cost?" ”

Meng Qiu looked in the direction Luo Ding pointed, it was a painting he bought from the stall last night, no, it should be said that it was half a piece, because this painting was not well kept, and there were all kinds of smudges everywhere on the painting paper, and even the most critical payment had been torn away.

At that time, Meng Qiu also happened to pass by, and found that the painting was not bad, so he bought it and used it for his own temporary painting, which only cost twenty yuan in total, but now this young man standing in front of him put the painting he had just finished, don't you want this rotten thing?

What the hell is going on?

Meng Qiu felt a little short circuit in his brain, and he couldn't react for a while:

"You...... Want this picture? ”

Luo Ding nodded without hesitation and said, "Yes, that's right, this is what I want." I think this painting is good, maybe it's worth a little money. ”

"Oh...... This ......"

When Meng Qiu heard Luo Ding say this, his brain couldn't help but turn quickly, at this time he was completely sober, he had been in the calligraphy and painting market for quite some time, and he was also in this business, so he naturally had more or less understanding of the things that were eye-catching and picking up leaks, but since he was running a shop that sold imitation paintings, such things usually had nothing to do with him, but now it seems that there is such an opportunity?

Meng Qiu looked at Luo Ding and Yang Qianyun standing in front of him again, and found that both of them were dressed well, and knew that they should be rich people.

"Heh, I didn't expect such a thing to happen to me, it seems that I also have a prosperous day."

Meng Qiu felt that the blood in his whole body was beginning to flow at an accelerated pace, and his face was also a little red and swollen, he tried to control his voice not to get too excited, and said, "You really want this painting?" It's a good thing, and the price is not low. ”

In this regard, Luo Ding's experience is much more than Meng Qiu, and Meng Qiu is just a rookie.

"This is good stuff? Look at this painting, the paper is crumpled, and the stains on the east and the west are good? ”

Meng Qiu's face couldn't help but turn red, it was indeed as Luo Ding said, this painting was really like this, no matter how you said it, such a thing was not a good thing - in the eyes of ordinary people, a good thing must first be clean. However, this did not bother Meng Qiu, he said with a smile:

"I just received this painting, and it was really not well kept before, but after the maintenance, I don't think this problem is a problem. Besides, this kind of master's work is not recognizable in everything, and the person before it can't recognize it, so it is not well kept, which is also a matter of no way, but the master's work is the master's work, and no matter whether it is well kept or not, it can't change this fact, right? ”

"So, which master is this painting the work of?" When Luo Ding heard Meng Qiu say this, he didn't get angry, but said with a smile. He knew that Meng Qiu seemed to regard himself as a rookie who didn't understand anything, but it could also be seen from this that the question he had just deliberately asked what this painting was really made Meng Qiu have an illusion.

"This ......"

Meng Qiu was speechless all of a sudden, the place where this painting was signed had been torn off, God knows who painted it? Even if I moved out of the house for nothing, it wouldn't prove it.

However, at this time, Meng Qiu could only fight, and said: "You see that this painting is ancient and exaggerated, and the brushwork is ancient and concise, which is the style of Jin Nong, one of the Eight Monsters of Yangzhou, and this Zhong Kui's ghost hunting painting is his work, do you know the Eight Monsters of Yangzhou?" Those are all great calligraphers and painters of the Qing Dynasty, do you say that the paintings of such people are worthless? ”

When Yang Qianyun heard this, she also admired this shopkeeper, and she could come up with such an excuse in such a situation, which could be regarded as a hurry and wisdom. Because Jin Nong does have his own people, and he did draw a picture of Zhong Kui.

"You're a fool to me, aren't you? Could it be that this painting you say is Jin Nong's, it is Jin Nong's? I'm still talking about copper farmers. In a word, how much do you want. ”

Luo Ding said loudly as if he was forced to be in a hurry.

Yang Qianyun, who was familiar with Luo Ding, knew that Luo Ding was "pretending to be wild", this trick is called confusion, and the poor owner of this shop may be fooled.

"You!"

Sure enough, Meng Qiu was also stunned when he heard Luo Ding's words about the gold farmer and copper farmer, after all, he had never done this kind of work to fool people, and he usually sold things just to raise a price, and then cut a price or something, this kind of "picking up leaks" confrontation was the first time in his life, and he really couldn't do this kind of technical work.

In the end, I had to hold back a sentence and said: "100,000 yuan, if you want to take it." ”

"What, 100,000, you and I are a fool. 50,000, sell it, sell it, pull it down if you don't sell it. ”

Luo Ding shouted loudly as if he was a second ancestor who had been bullied, as if it was not a matter of tens of thousands of yuan, but a posture that he felt that he was looked down upon by Meng Qiu and had to bargain.

"Good! Deal. ”

Meng Qiu's heart couldn't help jumping, and he was worried that Luo Ding would regret it, so he immediately agreed.

This time, Luo Ding was stunned for a moment, he thought that Meng Qiu would pull the skin again, this time the emotions he had brewed before were suddenly useless, and he felt that the whole person was empty and uncomfortable.

However, since this is the case, how could Luo Ding refuse? After paying the money, Luo Ding quickly walked out of the antique Zhai with Yang Qianyun.

(To be continued)