You have to eat one bite at a time, and you have to do everything one by one. Tang Yi took out his mobile phone and dialed Xiao Mo's number.

"Brother Tang, I've been waiting for you for a while, thinking you can paint it in the afternoon!" Xiao Mo said after answering the phone.

"Isn't it afternoon?" Tang Yi unconsciously took down the phone from his ear and looked at it. It's already past eight o'clock in the evening! I only thought I was pondering for a while, but I didn't expect that several hours had passed!

"Uh, is it convenient now?" Tang Yi then asked.

"Convenient, you're lucky, I happen to be in my grandfather's studio."

"Your grandfather still has a studio?"

"It's just a house, mainly used for framing or something, and I sometimes sleep here." After Xiao Mo finished speaking, he paused, and seemed a little embarrassed to ask, "Brother Tang, your paintings are not big road goods, right?" ”

It seems that Xiao Mo asked his grandfather, and at the same time bragged about it without knowing what Tang Yi's painting was, and his grandfather agreed to frame it. And when he paused just now, it seemed that someone was communicating next to him, and it should be his grandfather.

"No, Wu Changshuo's real handiwork." Tang Yi said simply.

Xiao Mo was silent for a while, and after a long while, he asked, "Is the old frame that needs to be uncovered, or is it only the heart of the painting?" How old and new? ”

Tang Yi thought to himself, I'm afraid that his grandfather wanted to know in advance in order to determine the charging standard, so he simply said in detail, "I haven't framed it, it's very well preserved, and the painting is three feet long." ”

"My grandfather said, uh, the framing fee is 10,000 feet long!" Xiao Mo also seemed to be a little hesitant, and his voice was not high. But Tang Yi could also hear it clearly.

Tang Yi couldn't help but gasp, thinking that this fee is too high, right? One foot is 10,000, and a painting is 30,000, which is enough to buy a general product of an ancient painting! Although Wu Changshuo's paintings are indeed very expensive, the framing fee is indeed a bit outrageous.

Fortunately, this is only a rice paper painting heart that can be directly framed, if the old mounting needs to be unmounted and re-mounted, then wouldn't it have to turn over a few heels?

Unveiling is the most kung fu work in the framing industry. It is conceivable that if it is an ancient painting of several hundred years, after years of erosion, some have been soaked in water and burned, and some have been bitten by insects and rats, it must be completely removed from the old mounting, and then re-mounted, and even some places have to be repaired with ink, and finally re-framed the old look for a new look. How can an ordinary craftsman do it?

However, since you dare to open such a high price, it may be a very high means. Suddenly, Tang Yi also wanted to see it, but naturally he didn't want to agree to this outrageous price all at once, "In this way, I'll take the painting for the old man to see first, in case my eyesight is weak and it's a fake painting, then I won't frame it!" ”

Xiao Mo seemed to discuss with his grandfather again, and then said, "Okay, come here, I'll tell you the address, it's in the neighborhood in front of the small park." ”

Tang Yi put away the painting, and wanted to find a place to hide the yellow silk, but it seemed that he was not at ease to hide anywhere, fortunately, the yellow silk was not big, so he simply folded it and put it in his pocket and took it with him.

When I arrived at the place where Xiao Mo said, Xiao Mo was already waiting at the entrance of the building, and the house was on the second floor. Entering the door, the living room is very clean, antique, in addition to the sofa coffee table, there is a large painting case, presumably it is usually used to practice calligraphy and painting, but there is no framed operation table.

The doors of the two sun-facing bedrooms are closed, presumably framed operation rooms. There is also a north-facing small bedroom door open, but there is a bed, a table and chairs, it is estimated that Xiao Mo said that he slept in this bedroom.

An old man with a clear skin was sitting on the sofa, holding a small purple clay pot in his hand, drinking tea at the spout.

"Hello, Mr. Yang!" Tang Yi stepped forward and said hello with a smile.

Yang Luosheng didn't get up, just nodded slightly, "The young man is from out of town?" ”

"Yes, I'm from Shanzhou, I happened to meet Xiao Mo, isn't this a painting with me, I heard about the old man's magic skills, and I took the liberty to bother it." Tang Yi was a little unhappy in his heart, but he still replied politely.

"The price is clearly marked, and there is nothing to bother about." Yang Luosheng stood up at this time, "Look at the painting!" ”

Tang Yi took the painting out of the paper bag and handed it to Yang Luosheng.

Yang Luosheng saw that the painting was folded, and his brows couldn't help frowning, "Mr. Wu Changshuo's works are kept like this?" ”

Indeed, even if it is not framed, it cannot be folded, and it must be rolled up at the worst level. Tang Yixin said, I didn't get it like this! But he just smiled and didn't speak.

Originally, Tang Yi was still a little impulsive, that is, if Yang Luosheng could truthfully tell him the origin of the photo frame, this Wu Changshuo's painting was originally in someone else's photo frame, but it was really not good, so he told the truth and returned it to him. Of course, the matter of yellow silk cannot be said.

However, this Yang Luosheng first opened his mouth on the framing fee, and then saw Tang Yi with this attitude, which made Tang Yi not want to give it to him again. It was originally a bit impulsive, and it was difficult to make a decision, because Wu Changshuo's works have risen sharply in recent years, and they are indeed very valuable.

Yang Luosheng saw that Tang Yi didn't speak, so he didn't say much, took the painting, walked to the painting case and stretched it out.

As soon as the painting opened, his expression immediately changed, and his eyes flashed with burning surprise, or, Tang Yi felt, there was also a kind of greed.

After staring at the painting for ten minutes, Yang Luosheng suddenly turned cold and said to Tang Yi, "How are you sure it's Wu Changshuo's real work?" ”

Tang Yi smiled dumbly, but suddenly remembered that before he came, he said to Xiao Mo, let the old man take a look first, in case it is fake, he will not frame it!

However, now that I have met people, if I don't seem to be sure anymore, I am afraid that Yang Luosheng will look down on him, and it may not be easy to ask about the things he wants to ask.

Clearing his throat, Tang Yilang said, "Old man, I don't need to say anything about such a big open door, right?" When this thing is in the industry, it is estimated that it is not easy to disagree. ”

Yang Luosheng's face changed again, "I can't see it, young man, I have a little eyesight." Sit! Xiao Mo, pour tea. ”

After Tang Yi sat down, he tapped twice on the coffee table against the teacup, which was regarded as a thank you for pouring tea to Xiao Mo, but he didn't drink it, "What is Mr. Yang's opinion?" ”

"I'm not sure about this painting, it does look like Mr. Wu Changshuo at first glance, but it can't stand up to scrutiny, and some parts seem to be missing a little bit of charm." Yang Luosheng picked up the small purple clay pot, "However, even if it is an imitation, it should be a boutique in the old imitation!" ”

Tang Yi frowned, "Actually, I originally wanted to find a mahogany photo frame and frame it simply." But Wu Changshuo's paintings, after all, are not ordinary, and I heard about the old man by chance, so let's frame it, hehe, I just didn't expect the cost to be so high. ”

Tang Yi said this, firstly, because he didn't want to be entangled in the question of truth and falsehood, and secondly, he wanted to go around to the photo frame and ask about the origin of the brocade photo frame.