As soon as he heard the middle-aged man's careless "I'll give ten yuan", Zhou Xuan's heart fluttered!

This old boy is pretending to be b!

He can give ten yuan, Zhou Xuan immediately realized that the broken booklet in his hand must be worth more than ten yuan, but such a broken draft, who throws it is not willing to give a dime, wipe his ass and think it is dirty or coarse, this old boy pretends to be a picture that likes the word, Zhou Xuan feels that there is a ghost, is it true that "Yuan Mei in 1795?" ”

The middle-aged man saw that Zhou Xuan seemed to be considering, so he was not in a hurry to woo him, and waited with a smile.

Zhou Xuan raised his head, smiled, and said, "If you don't sell it, I have to practice calligraphy myself!" ”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, the middle-aged man was stunned, he didn't expect Zhou Xuan to be so decisive, and quickly caught up and said: "Little brother, little brother, let's discuss, let's discuss, let's do it, I really like that word, you can say the price yourself!" ”

As soon as the middle-aged man said this, Zhou Xuan became more and more affirmative, although he didn't know anything about antique calligraphy and painting, but the middle-aged man's expression made him feel that the thought in his mind was Yuan Mei in 1795, but he still didn't know who this Yuan Mei was.

Zhou Xuan looked at the middle-aged man's somewhat dumbfounded eyes, and said with a smile: "Sir, do you know Yuan Mei?" ”

The middle-aged man's eyebrows jumped suddenly, he was stunned, and only after a while sighed, and said: "It turns out that the little brother is a fellow believer, and I also said that the little brother was lucky, and he picked up a leak, alas, it was rude." ”

When the middle-aged man passed by the bookstall first, he stopped and stood on the side when he saw Zhou Xuan looking through the broken manuscript, because there are rules in the industry, if there is something that is being read or bought, he must not step forward to break the stilts, so he quietly paid attention to it on the side, observed for a while, and basically determined that Zhou Xuan was not a peer, and he was a little happy after not understanding this line at all, so he just waited for him to leave and then buy it at a little price, but he didn't expect Zhou Xuan to mention the name "Yuan Mei" to him.

This manuscript looked like Yuan Mei's handwritten ink from a distance, but he couldn't be sure, when he heard Zhou Xuan mention Yuan Mei's name, he knew that he was looking away, hesitated for a moment, and still said: "Little brother, I am indeed out of sight, since you have picked up the leak, I will not say more, but can you let me take a closer look?" ”

"What's wrong with that, you see." Zhou Xuan handed him the manuscript very happily, he didn't have any bottom in his heart about this thing, looking at this person's expression of pity, could it be worth hundreds or thousands?

The middle-aged man took the manuscript, gently stroked the damaged part of the cover, and then took out a black-framed copper-knapped magnifying glass from his pocket.

Zhou Xuan's face flushed, this is a serious player, this is a professional.

The middle-aged man slowly flipped through the pages one by one, reading with words in his mouth, sometimes excited, sometimes puzzled, until he turned the last page, and was stunned for a long time.

Zhou Xuan didn't know if it was worth ten yuan when he looked at him, or if he was wrong, so he cautiously asked: "What is this Jianzhai Addendum, what is Yuan Mei in 1795......

When the middle-aged man heard Zhou Xuan say this, he finally took a long breath and said, "Brother, it turns out that you are not only a peer, but also a master, and it is not ordinary for a young man to have this kind of eyesight in this industry!" ”

The master of farts, it's not that his brain flashes with a flash of inspiration, he is no different from a blind man, his face is red, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but didn't speak, if he said it, I'm afraid it would be a fool!

The middle-aged man said: "Yuan Mei is Jianzhai, and in his later years, he made some addendum works to the previous work, this manuscript was revised in 1795, Yuan Mei died two years after revising the addendum manuscript, and there was such a manuscript in later generations, but it was all rumored, I didn't expect to see it on this stall today, but unfortunately, it was damaged!" ”

When Zhou Xuan heard him say this, he thought that there was such a flash in his mind, but he didn't expect it to be accurate, but how much can this Yuan Mei's manuscript be worth? If he could give a hundred, he would sell it, but the question is that he can't ask so bluntly, maybe he is reluctant to give a hundred dollars?

Zhou Xuansi thought about it and asked dodgedly: "Is this ...... How much can this manuscript be worth? ”

The middle-aged man said: "In ninety-nine years, Mr. Wu Dingyuan auctioned back a manuscript of Yuan Mei at a price of 150,000 Hong Kong dollars from an auction house in Hong Kong, and then donated this manuscript to the Nanjing Museum. ”

180,000!

Zhou Xuan almost fell! I just wanted to sell him for 100 yuan!

But these 180,000 words did make Zhou Xuan dizzy, think about how much you can do with 180,000 yuan, you can build a beautiful house in your hometown and marry a handsome woman back, he only saved 5,000 yuan in seven or eight years outside, these 180,000 words are like a dream!

What is a dream? Dream is to fall asleep to wake up without something, he said that this broken manuscript is 180,000 yuan, but after all, it has not become money in his own hands, even eighteen yuan is not worth it!

The middle-aged man saw that Zhou Xuan's face was blue and white for a while, and he thought that he had said that the price was low, and he was also a little hesitant in his heart, to be honest, if Yuan Mei's manuscript was brought to the auction house, it would be at least more than 200,000 yuan.

Zhou Xuan finally gritted his teeth, and said with a little weakness: "Then if I sell it to you, do you want it?" ”

The man was stunned, looked at Zhou Xuan, and didn't understand what he meant, if Zhou Xuan was the same as his eyesight, he was a master in this industry, then he had his own way to sell, the so-called turtle has a turtle road, and a snake has a snake road, that's it.

If Zhou Xuan changes hands by himself, Yuan Mei's manuscript can be sold for at least 200,000 to 250,000 yuan, and the auction will only be higher, but look at his appearance and don't look like a joke, the middle-aged man is a little puzzled, this thing he has just checked in detail, and there is a special mark of Yuan Mei, which is genuine, since it is a genuine work, then there is no Zhou Xuan and the bookseller set up a bureau in partnership, but what does Zhou Xuan mean by this?

"And how much are you going to sell it for?" The middle-aged man couldn't figure out Zhou Xuan's intentions, so he asked tentatively.

Zhou Xuan thought for a while, lowered his voice for a minute and a half and said: "If you want it, you also said it is worth 180,000 just now, then I will sell it to you 170,000, 10,000 is a hard fee, do you think it's okay?" ”

The middle-aged man was stunned again, the average person will only go up after understanding the price, but he went down, stunned and saw Zhou Xuan's bitter face, it is estimated that he may have something unspeakable, maybe he needs money urgently, thought about it and said: "If you have to sell, of course you can't ask for it, but in this way, what about us, it can be regarded as acquaintance, the south and the north, and the acquaintance is also a kind of fate, you don't say 170,000, I don't say 180,000, just 175,000, just today I still have a few friends together, Just invite the little brother to have a meal together, then 5,000 will be regarded as a meal, if it is not enough, I will add it, okay? ”

Of course you can, this is the biggest income in his 26 years of life! Zhou Xuan smiled and nodded, this middle-aged man is refreshing, and he likes it a little in his heart, but can he use five thousand for a meal? It doesn't seem like that's enough to hear what he said!

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