Everyone present also seemed to see that this batch of things was not worth much, and there were also good deeds below, and they all asked the short man to bring out some good things, otherwise they would tear down his platform.

The short man didn't panic, and deliberately sold the lawsuit: "Don't panic, everyone, this good thing naturally has to be saved until the end, and the front should be a cold dish with wine, and this hot dish is only coming up now!" As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and two strong men came to the stage with an unkempt head, no men and women, and shabby and dirty clothes.

"This man stole a tael of silver from my master, she couldn't hand over the money, and she didn't have anything of value on her, my lord thought about selling it, but what do you see——"

Everyone was curious and asked.

"She has been holding a painting, never leaving her, let's go to grab it, just like a mad dog, bitten several of our subordinates, and then grabbed the painting and opened it to see, this is amazing!" The short man clapped his hands again, someone was holding the painting, and he came up to the stage, and the short man stepped forward and slowly opened the scroll and let go of his body, "Good boy, look what this is!" ”

The elegant ink blurs a beautiful painting of flowers, which seems to be in early spring, and new buds seem to emerge from the flowers, but there are only stars in the branches that have just withered and ashes, which makes people half regretful and half sad. The technique is extremely handsome, the composition is also beautiful, and the blank space is just right, only a poem next to it makes Su Xiujin's face white.

"The clothes want to wet the apricot blossom rain, and the wind blows the willow wind." Juanxiu's Xiaokai looks like a woman's handwriting, and there are only two small characters in the payment, Yinsheng.

"Liang Guifei is the first talented woman in our big Zhou, poetry, calligraphy and painting can be called a must, villain, I dare to say that in addition to the concubine Niangniang, there is no second person in this big Zhou who can draw this early spring butterfly frolicking picture." The short man said, "Four years ago, the concubine Niangniang was executed by our emperor, her poems, calligraphy and paintings have become forbidden, and there are very few things that can be seen, we only found this one, if you have the courage to accept it, if you don't have the guts, we don't shoot this painting, just stay in the ruined building, we are far away from the emperor of Ningxi Tiangao, and we are not afraid that someone will report to the official!" ”

Su Xiujin closed her eyes, she painted this painting when she was sixteen years old, and it has been hanging in Xichun Building, and the fire also affected Xichun Building, how could she stay? Even if it wasn't burned, how could it be taken out of the palace? Su Xiujin opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the person who looked like a beggar.

"Long-winded, who of us who are traders doesn't know the concubine Niangniang, you just have to say how much this painting is, I will buy it back and put it on the dock to hang, three incense sticks in the morning and evening, and give our concubine Niangniang some incense!" A vendor was the first to speak.

"Yes, if there is no concubine Niangniang, we will have to be arrested by the government now for doing small business, where can we get rich like now, I want this painting, and I will put it away as an heirloom if I don't hang it!"

Most of the traders in the black market are traders, and they have a sense of gratitude to Liang Jinxiu in their hearts, but Su Xiujin slowly frowned, the businessman has her in his heart, if this painting falls into Xiao Jinglin's eyes, I am afraid that it will be another bloody storm, 380 lives in the previous life is not a small number, and the blood shed alone is enough to make the smell of blood at the mouth of the vegetable market last all year round, not to mention the tens of thousands of innocent people who have been implicated before and after.

The conversation below is boiling, and the short man above is naturally happy on his face, and he is about to make an offer, when a knowledgeable person asks: "You say this is a picture of colorful butterflies playing in early spring, how can there be colorful butterflies?" It's not fake. ”

The short man couldn't do it, so he had to say: "What is written on this is the picture of the early spring colorful butterflies playing, and this method is also the concubine's Niangniang, how do I know what it is called." ”

Su Xiujin couldn't let this painting be sold, and said: "The brushwork of the noble concubine is easy to imitate, and this painting is a lonely painting without a seal, even if it is to be imitated."

At this point, everyone looked at the painting, and sure enough, there was no seal, the short man was in a hurry, and there were whispers underground.

It's just that the beggar who had been keeping his head down suddenly raised his head, as if he had found a home, followed the crowd, and looked straight at Su Xiujin.

Su Xiujin's heart jumped, looking at the unrecognizable face, she really couldn't remember who was related to her in her previous life and could get her paintings.

"If you don't believe it, the painting will be hung in the ruined building." The short man is not in a panic, his master said that it is luck to sell it, and he is not forced to sell it.

Seeing that the painting was about to be put away, the beggar suddenly moved, and rushed towards the old painting like a mad dog, and before the two strong men could react, the painting had been snatched by the beggar, holding the painting in his hand and smirking stupidly.

The short man was startled, and hurriedly asked someone to set up the beggar, only to see the beggar suddenly stand up, like a fool looking at the people in the audience, she shivered and picked up a handful of water from the cooling ice water basin on the stage, and splashed it at the painting, he babbled and didn't know what to say, and seemed to start dancing happily.

The short boy was afraid that she would ruin the painting, and he almost fainted when he saw the water.

Unexpectedly, the painting is quietly changing, only to see that the water meets the painting, the tender girl hidden under the branches seems to start to move little by little, only to see the gray-white ink painting as if it has met the dye vat, from top to bottom, little by little began to show bright colors, colorful flowers as if blooming in summer, one by one popped out, and the colorful butterflies that were not in the painting also seemed to fly from the sky, flying up and down in the flowers.

Su Xiujin bit her lip and looked at the beggar's eyes becoming deeper and deeper.

"This is the real early spring butterfly frolicking picture!" The short man said in surprise, the painting has completely changed, and there are still two lines of rough font that are completely different from Xiaokai from the painting, "The most is the benefit of the spring of the year, and it is absolutely better than the smoke and willows in the imperial capital." ”

At this time, everyone couldn't care whether the painting was real or fake, and they all said that they wanted to buy this magical painting, and even Boss Chen's face next to him was full of fanaticism.

Su Xiujin didn't have time to explain anything, but saw that the beggar on the stage was taken down, but he was afraid that it would be more than lucky.

Su Xiujin hurriedly squeezed through the crowd and was about to go towards the group of people. Chen Jue didn't know why, so he hurriedly followed.

Su Xiujin stopped the two strong men backstage: "Two little brothers, can you take a step to speak." ”

The two strong men looked at the masked little lady in front of them, a little hesitant, Chen Jue chased after them, the two strong men took a look, and then said, "What to do?" ”

Su Xiujin hurriedly said: "What are you going to do with this beggar brother?" ”

The strong man laughed: "Of course it's sold, and you can't speak, and you're crazy about doing things, what are you doing with it?" ”

"It's better to sell it to me, there is just a shortage of people at home to do things, it's okay if you can't speak, I'm too noisy." Su Xiujin said.

The two strong men looked at each other, as if they didn't understand what Su Xiujin was doing selling a dumb madman, so he said: "Sell it to you, he stole a tael of silver from our master, and you can give it a tael." "These two are really not less, Su Xiujin didn't say a word, took out a piece of broken silver from his arms, and bought the dumb slave.