The next morning, Lu Hao dealt with the things that needed to be handled by himself today, and after eating, he asked who wanted to go to Liulichang and Panjiayuan Taobaobei. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Liang was the first to shout that she wanted to go, Liu Ying was not far behind, when she heard that she was going shopping again, her eyes lit up, she went shopping last night, she didn't buy anything, and she didn't have to pay for it herself.

The only thing that is a little unhappy is Judy, she just found a few secretary assistants, she has to take them hand in hand for a while, plus there is too much work in hand, she is indeed inseparable, in the afternoon she has to fly back to Xinhu, one is to go through the loan procedures, and the other is to take her parents, aunt and others to the capital early tomorrow morning.

Lu Hao led Zhang Liang and Liu Ying to call a few bodyguards to follow, and went to Liulichang Antique Street together, during this period, the antique market position of Panjiayuan was not prominent, and there were many cultural shops on both sides of Liulichang, although it was a weekend time, but there were not many people.

Most of the shops here in Panjiayuan are regular, and the focus is on the genuine goods, of course, the things sold will not be cheap. During this period, most of the tourists are mainly to watch the lively play, and there are not many people who really collect, even if they have bought, most of them are running to buy some bargains on the stalls of Panjiayuan, thinking about picking up something missing, so the largest flow of people on weekends is still Panjiayuan Market.

For the people of Beijing with an average salary of just over 1,000 yuan, few people will have spare money to buy antiques to watch and play, and the collectors are also pitiful, and there are almost no counterfeiters, and this period is also the best time to collect a large number of antiques, not for anything else, because for Lu Hao, who knows the price of antiques in later generations, there are cabbage prices everywhere.

Speaking of antiques, Lu Hao can only be regarded as understanding, not to mention the second-in-command of antiques, not even three or four, his biggest source of knowledge is still accumulated through the "Treasure Appreciation" program that became popular all over the country in later generations.

Liulichang Street is located outside the Peace Gate of Beijing, is a famous cultural street in Yanjing, it originated in the Qing Dynasty, when most of the people who came to Beijing to participate in the imperial examination lived in this area, so there are more shops selling books and pen, ink, paper and inkstone here, forming a stronger cultural atmosphere.

There are many shops that operate antique calligraphy and painting here, the famous ones are Huaiyin Mountain House, Rugu Zhai, Guyi Zhai, Ruicheng Zhai, Cuiwen Pavilion, Yide Pavilion, Li Fushou Bizhuang, etc., as well as Huaxia Bookstore, the largest antique bookstore in China, and the original three major bookstores of Xiliulichang - Commercial Press, Zhonghua Book Company, and World Book Company.

Speaking of Liulichang, of course, we can't forget Rong Bao Zhai, Liuli Factory is famous for Rong Bao Zhai and other famous cultural old stores, Rong Bao Zhai can be said to be the soul of Liulichang Cultural Street.

The collection market during this period is not large, which is a very favorable period for beginners like Lu Hao, because there are fewer opportunities for fakes to catch the eye.

Maybe it's because the weather is too cold, there are not many people on the street, and the most people on both sides of the street are still selling calligraphy and paintings.

Although the things Lu Hao wanted to buy today were targeted, he was still interested in looking at the roadside stalls, and walked into a stall from time to time to ask a few words about the objects he was interested in.

Buying these is completely different from going to the mall to shop, Lu Hao looked at it seriously, and observed it from time to time, sometimes feeling unsure and took out the treasure book he carried with him to compare.

Lu Hao, who was not a long antique street, spent more than two hours, although he visited a lot of stalls, but he didn't shoot anything, which made Zhang Liang and Liu Ying, who came with him, completely lose interest, and found a reason, smeared oil on the soles of his feet and left.

"Little brother, I have an old thing here, do you want to take a look?" A middle-aged man sitting on the side of the road selling words stopped Lu Hao and asked.

Lu Hao nodded, this middle-aged man Lu Hao paid attention to him when he first came over, not interested in him, but interested in the inkstone he used, if the inkstone he used was not a fake, it would probably be a famous inkstone.

His inkstone material Lu Hao can definitely be the inkstone, the workmanship is very exquisite, and it is likely that there will be a promotion or something later.

Lu Hao walked to his stall and stopped, the middle-aged man was wearing a pair of glasses, and although the clothes on his body were shabby but very clean, he looked like a down-and-out son of a literati family.

"I see you've been here for a long time, so I wanted to ask if you're interested in calligraphy and painting?"

The middle-aged man is not a businessman at first glance, his expression is still a little shy, but Lu Hao will not definitely think that he is such a person, you must know what kind of deception there is in the future.

"Hmm!" Lu Hao responded, and said, "I don't want an old thing that is not in the eye." ”

The middle-aged man looked stunned, his things were good, but they were not old objects but paintings by Mr. Wu Hufan, who had just passed away for more than 30 years, and he was really not an old thing.

The middle-aged man didn't hold out much hope, so he picked up the inkstone on the table and said: "Mr. Wu Hufan's inkstone, Mr. Xiangyun is the topic." ”

Mr. Xiangyun Lu Hao is not familiar with it, but Wu Hufan knows it, he paid attention to a few of his paintings when he watched the treasure appreciation program, although it is not very expensive, but it is not cheap, especially a few fine works, which were auctioned for tens of millions of dollars.

Lu Hao took the inkstone, the inkstone is finely made, there is a big belly of Maitreya in the back, the four words "view the great freedom" are written on it, and the following is the title of Mr. Xiangyun, Wu Hufan three words, and also with Wu Hufan's square seal.

Lu Hao is not sure whether this is true or not, but the material of this inkstone is very good, and the workmanship is extremely fine, even the modern Lu Hao feels that he will not lose money if he buys it.

"How much?" Xiaodao asked.

"Five thousand!" The middle-aged man didn't think about selling inkstones, but when he saw that Lu Hao was interested, he opened his mouth and asked for a high price, he thought that as long as he sold it for three thousand, he could be sure that it was true, because his father and Mr. Wu Hufan were friends, but it was useless for you to tell stories about antiques, and people would not believe it.

"It's coming!" Lu Hao waved his hand and asked the person behind him to come over and pay.

The bodyguards pulled open a black nylon bag that was not too small, and gave 5,000 yuan to the middle-aged man, who was a little dumbfounded and didn't even talk about the price, is this the legendary big financier? There are more than a dozen paintings of Wu Hufan at home, if he can ask for a few of his wife's medical expenses, he will not worry.

"I don't know if you like Mr. Wu Hufan's paintings?"

"You have?" Lu Hao asked.

"Yes, there are quite a few, if you want me to take you to my house." The middle-aged man said excitedly.

If it were put on someone else, there would have been a lot of people who had already left, this would definitely be a joke, but Lu Hao was also an inexperienced novice, and shouted with excitement, "Go!" ”

The middle-aged man asked someone else to take care of the tables and chairs for him, and led Lu Hao to his home.

When I arrived at the middle-aged man's house, it was a small single-family courtyard, and the environment of the small courtyard was not bad, so they lived in it as a family. (To be continued.) )