Wu Qihan said, "It is difficult to sell imitations that can be seen through at a glance to the rich people." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoNowadays, buyers are more shrewd, and they always bring one or two people who know how to paint, and I, a middleman, can't just be vague about the past, and have a few more pictures in case I encounter a good eye. ”

"Zhao Zigu's three friends are not famous, although his brushwork is clear and extraordinary, but compared with other people, it is still incomplete, and there is less genius madness, Boss Wu may not be able to find a big financier, and I don't think this painting has the need to lay eggs."

Laying eggs refers to the imitation of several famous paintings and selling them to different people.

"That's my business." With this opinion, I suddenly felt that maybe she didn't report her old age, "Miss Xia just needs to say whether she will accept it or not." ”

"What do you say about the price?" She needs to support her family, and she can swallow a knife with a sharp word.

"The best painting, the best price, can be sold for thirty taels." What she said was that Zhao Mengjian's paintings were lacking. Even the famous artist made her depreciate, and of course he had no reason to order imitations at a high price.

This girl may have a hand-hand imitation of paintings that is difficult for others to compare, but when it comes to buying and selling, what is it that is immature...... Uh-huh? When did he get so close to her?

Xia Su propped up the table, bent his neck to look at the three friends of the old and cold, and didn't realize that he was colorful in Wu Qihan's eyes, quietly, as if talking to himself, "I still don't take this job-" As soon as he turned around, Wu Qihan's handsome face was only an inch away from her, his breath was on his face, and his hand seemed to be open to catch her hair, which scared her to the point of sweat and hair!

"Second master, my girl is timid, but she can't stand your scare."

As soon as the curtain was lifted, someone stood in the wind.

With a wide back and broad shoulders, he is not a beautiful man, but he is a real man, with a strong and arrogant appearance.

Zhao Qinghe.

Wu Qihan straightened his hand, secretly embarrassed, but his expression was old-fashioned, and he was so dignified that he was smiling, "Brother Qinghe left this morning, it just so happened that I had a distinguished guest coming to the door, and I didn't have time to stay, this time came at the right time, although the relationship between you and me is broken, we must make a friend." ”

Xia Su hurriedly retreated to the railing, his cheeks crimson, and his breathing fluctuated violently.

With that panicked appearance, even if her next move was to turn around and jump off the building, Zhao Qinghe was not surprised.

Although this is a serious woman's reaction to a frivolous man, since she dares to come alone, it shows that she is not so bold. Listening to Taber say that she has worked with Wu Qihan a few times, she should know that Wu Qihan's character is not bad. The reaction to jumping off the building today, coupled with the reaction to jumping ship last night, was too intense.

Zhao Qinghe thought in his heart, and while holding his fist to Wu Qihan, he strode up to Xia Su and saw her trembling all over her body.

"I'm afraid that you won't be able to talk much, so I'll tell you to be honest and remember the two drawers of xiaolongbao."

Xia Su was stunned, and raised his eyes to stare at him angrily, "You're all here, can't you buy it yourself?" ”

The two eyebrows of the sassy thick ink were distorted, extremely difficult, a thousand points of embarrassment, as if annoyed, as if helpless, and finally sighed like resignation, the expression was like making people break his bones one by one, suffocating the feeling of a hero.

Zhao Qinghe sighed, "...... I don't have any money. ”

Speaking of money, Xia Su was very shrewd, and looked at Wu Qihan, who was staring at them with complicated and interesting eyes on the side, "You have done something for Boss Wu, although Boss Wu is shrewd, he must be paid according to his work, so that his efforts will not be used in vain." ”

"Thank you, Miss Xia, for your compliment."

Wu Qihan coughed dryly, and he also meant to make peace, after all, he was presumptuous just now. At the same time, I knew the origin of the "two drawers of xiaolongbao".

"The second master let me and the big donkey eat and live for nothing, and sent us back to Suzhou, I recommended myself to be a nurse, but the journey was smooth, the mouse didn't catch one, I was embarrassed to ask for wages again, and after quitting yesterday, I cleared up."

At first, I heard the big donkey crying and calling the young master, thinking that he was a child of a rich family, but there was no valuable thing on his body to pawn and wrap up, and when he got home, he saw that it was a dilapidated courtyard, and Aunt Tai took out a small bag of copper plates as treasures, which was actually Xia Su's private money, which was so poor that it clanged.

Put on airs.

If you die and live, you are still a loser.

Keep up appearances.

Just a long muscle does not grow a brain.

Xia Su couldn't help but roll his eyes, his heart kept counting Zhao Qinghe, and he silently recited "People can't be ungrateful" three times before he dissipated the fire.

"I haven't finished talking to Boss Wu yet, you can go out." She didn't want him to know that she was making money by selling fake paintings.

Counterfeiting has existed since ancient times, and now the folk land and squires are rich, and the style of extravagance is extremely prosperous.

On the contrary, the emperor's ministers were not as rich as the giants, and in order to exchange for cash, a large number of famous paintings flowed into the people from the palace's deep residences, and the rich people competed for them, so the counterfeiting industry also flourished.

The rich world in the south of the Yangtze River is famous, led by Suzhou and Hangzhou, the calligraphy and painting collection market is far more prosperous than other places, and the imitation painting process is becoming more and more exquisite, and the fake is called "Suzhou film", which makes connoisseurs have a headache.

Piece, deceive also.

Xia Su never imagined that he would one day become one of the Suzhou films.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't take this order? Copying imitation paintings, naturally one is worse than the other, I'm afraid you are embarrassed to ask Wu Erye for this silver. Besides, the pen fee for the inscription is fifty two hundred taels, so don't ruin your reputation for just thirty taels. Zhao Qinghe glanced at the table, "This painting is familiar, it is hanging in Zishuo's house." ”

Zishuo, Zhao Jiashilang, is the eldest son of Changfang.

Xia Su knew that Zhao Qinghe practiced martial arts, and his ears and eyes were clear, so he wanted to listen to the conversation between her and Wu Qihan a lot, but his words were just talking about what she hesitated about-

The price is too low.

Zhao Qinghe used to be extremely impatient with calligraphy and painting, otherwise he would not have sold a box of famous books and ancient paintings left by his godmother.

Xia Su said, "I don't want to take it, but if Mrs. Six collects rent from us, will you pay it?" ”

Zhao Zishuo's house hung this "Three Friends of the Cold Year"!

This made her mind suddenly reversed.

Master Zhao is a well-known collector and connoisseur in Suzhou.

Zhao Zishuo is the eldest son and grandson, known as a prodigy since childhood, and has been recommended by the prince, appreciated by the emperor, and can be promoted as an official, but he refuses to participate in next year's big exam.

Dengke Jinshi is already an insult to the prodigy, and the top three are what everyone expects.

Such a proud son of the sky, how can it be an imitation painting in the house?

"Not right away, in the future-" Zhao Qinghe came back consciously, many things were confused, and it took a little time to get used to it.

Xia Suleng interrupted, "What will happen in the future, I will talk about it in the future." ”

Since she was a child, someone has been preparing for her future, and when she understands it, she begins to hate it, but it is too late.

The high-sounding promise of the future, the rancid sinister under the fresh clothes, is just for the selfish desires and selfish interests of those people.

Zhao Qinghe looked at her.

What is she angry about?

The slender and delicate body seems to suddenly grow a stinging thorn, bitter and hateful.

Is it just because he is a useless righteous brother that she shows up and carries money?

But based on his observations, it seems that it is not so simple.

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