"Xiao Liu, haven't you slept well in the past two days, and your eyes are spent?" Zhang Leshui frowned, he didn't seem to know Liu Yi very well, he wouldn't be so impulsive in the past, what's wrong?

"It's some eyes, but not now, it's before, I've always had eyes before, and now, my eyes are very good!" Liu Yi smiled, the matter of stealing stolen goods can be regarded as completely cutting off Zhang Leshui's love in the past.

"Brother Zhang, I'm leaving, I've not been in good health recently, and I'll come to you again when I have time in the future." Liu Yi smiled, and what he said was also polite, his body was a little weak now, and the perspective he forcibly opened at the end had almost completely overdrawn his physical strength, and his spirit was also a little sluggish.

Put away the painting and walk out of the Antique Pavilion, Liu Yi glanced at the Antique Pavilion and Zhang Leshui, looking at Zhang Le's calm face, Liu Yi's heart was extremely complicated, he had always been reluctant to believe it, but he couldn't help believing it, the boss of the Antique Pavilion was basically not in the market, and only Zhang Leshui could collect the thieves in the Antique Pavilion.

"You are ruthless, but I can't be unrighteous! This is the last time I'll let go, and if we see each other next time, we'll be strangers! Liu Yi let out a sigh of relief, he didn't take out the things in the scroll in his hand in front of him, just to not slap Zhang Leshui's face in front of him.

The things in the scroll Liu Yi are very clear, it is a landscape painting, a very valuable landscape painting, there are traces of long-term appreciation on the two scrolls, and there is a trace of a section that is a little heavier, and ordinary people will not think about this aspect, which is also the reason why Liu Yi was able to pick up this big leak.

If Liu Yi opened the scroll in front of Zhang Leshui, he could imagine Zhang Leshui's face, it was definitely iron-blue, and a painting worth tens of thousands of dollars slipped away in front of him, and it was Liu Yi who missed it, a person who needed him to mention, a person who was contaminated with bad luck, a person he never cared about, if it was passed out, Zhang Leshui's reputation would definitely be ruined.

Leaning on the tree in front of the antique pavilion, Liu Yi rested for a while, accumulated some physical strength, and after wandering around the antique market, he came to Zhang Mingkang's Sifangzhai, the reason why he went out to hang around was to let others know that this painting was Zhang Leshui's eyes to the greatest extent.

"Old Zhangtou, there are insects (popularly speaking, it is a collection that can be used as a treasure of the town store), you can't accept it!"

As soon as Liu Yi entered the door, he yelled at Zhang Mingkang who was lying on the recliner.

Zhang Mingkang was clever and jumped up directly from the recliner, it was hard to imagine that he could reach out so well at such an old age.

"Bugs, where's that?" When Zhang Mingkang saw that it was Liu Yi, his body seemed to be crispy, and he lazily lay back on the recliner.

"There are insects, why don't you go to Zhang Leshui!"

Zhang Mingkang was lazy, he didn't believe Liu Yi's words at all, what did Liu Yi have to do with Zhang Leshui, if there were insects, it would not be his turn to eat.

"Something happened, but you don't believe I've picked a big leak?" Liu Yi shook the scroll in front of Zhang Mingkang: "If it weren't for the worm, I would have eaten the whole painting!" ”

Zhang Mingkang lazily took the painting, unfolded it and only glanced at it, and then handed it to Liu Yi: "Brother Liu, I have also seen your painting, two hundred, I will accept it if you sell it, I said that you are crazy about money, it is said that you bought an evil jade, unlucky tight, right?" Wouldn't it be that the money was stolen? That's why you're fooling me with? You'll be able to eat the whole painting right now. ”

"I said old Zhangtou, do you think I am like that?" Liu Yi smiled: "Have you heard of the Tibetan paintings in the axis?" ”

Zhang Mingkang's eyes lit up, and he began to seriously examine the painting scroll, comparing the two sides back and forth, and then looked up at Liu Yi: "It's gone." ”

Retrieved the scroll from Liu Yi's hand, put it on the table, and groped back and forth with one hand on the painting scroll with heavier traces, with a click, Zhang Mingkang's face instantly turned pale, why didn't he think of this when he looked at this painting before? But how many people would think of this? This kind of thing is like an ancient legend, basically unattainable, who would have thought that the painting that would slip in front of their eyes was a hidden painting in the shaft? Generally speaking, Tibetan paintings are good paintings, not good paintings, who hides them in the painting axis? I'm sick.

"I said, did you kid come to slap your face?" Zhang Mingkang's face was not very good, and he regretted it all on his face.

"No, Lao Zhangtou, if you want to be slapped in the face, then several palms have been slapped in the face, and you are not one of them." Liu Yi really came to sell paintings, but he was really suspected of being slapped in the face.

Zhang Mingkang put on white gloves and carefully took out the painting from the painting scroll, the painting was not big, only a little more than two feet, Zhang Mingkang looked at it for a while and then raised his head: "500,000!" ”

"Lao Zhangtou, are you bullying me for not having eyesight or what, Fu Baoshi's landscape paintings, the paintings of landscape painting masters are only 500,000? I think we're still talking, I'll go to Brother Zhang, at least he will give me a real price, let's not ask for an auction price, just a line price. Liu Yi stretched out his hand to roll up the painting, but he didn't want Zhang Mingkang to be clever, so he leaned on the table and protected it.

"Don't, Brother Liu, you have something to say!" Zhang Mingkang saw Liu Yi withdraw his hand before sitting down.

"The shape of the mountain stone is the most eye-catching part of this work, the brush and ink are vigorous and vigorous, the layers are rich, the organization is clear, and the organic integration of large pieces of ink color rigorously outlines the spatial structure of the picture and the overall image of the work. Close-up boulders, mid-view cliffs, and distant peaks, the rendering level of ink color gradually becomes clear with the expansion of the depth of space. As its name suggests, Fu Baoshi in the understanding and exploration of life, nature and art, there are no flowers, grasses, fish and insects in the mountains, only the bones and veins of the mountains, flesh and blood, good painting, good painting, it can indeed be used as the treasure of the town store, but it can only be the treasure of the town store of a small shop like me. Zhang Mingkang sighed for a while, looked up and said to Liu Yi: "Brother Liu, the painting is a good painting, and the quality is also good, you make a price, as long as it is not outrageous, we will wrap it." ”

"One hundred and sixty-eight, please be lucky!" Liu Yi smiled faintly, not in a hurry at all.

"I said, Brother Liu, don't bring this, Fu Baoshi's waterfall view is only more than one million auction prices, you directly add it higher than it, what else can you talk about!" Zhang Mingkang's head began to sweat, and Liu Yi's asking price exceeded his bottom line.

"Not much, Lao Zhangtou, don't say you don't know the price of Fu Baoshi's landscape paintings, more than 700,000 square feet, that's the average price, how can I say that this painting is a little more than two feet, it's a treasure, it's not much, if you really don't want to accept it, then I have to go to another house!"

Liu Yi is very determined, his paintings are definitely not sold, who is Fu Baoshi? A master of landscape painting, his words may not sell?

"That's the auction price, Brother Liu, you always have to let the old man and me make a little money, if it's the auction price directly, you don't have to look for me, isn't that reasonable?" Zhang Mingkang's beard was about to curle: "One million, if you want to sell it, you will let me do it, if you don't sell it, you will take it." ”

Liu Yi looked at Zhang Mingkang's reluctant eyes and almost laughed: "Yes, old Zhang Tou, let's not talk about it, one and a half million, as for how much you can earn, it depends on your ability." ”

"No, you take it!" Zhang Mingkang's expression of a dead father and mother made Liu Yi shake his head: "Since Lao Zhangtou, you don't accept it, then I have to find another family." ”

Liu Yi put away the painting, stuffed it back into the painting scroll, closed the scroll, and staggered out, just when Liu Yi was about to walk out, a shocking cry sounded: "Wait! ”