Walking back from the ** square, the blind man Wang was still a little indignant: "Badou, a painting by Monkey Xiaoshuai is worth millions, how can you just give it to that foreign devil——"

Under the circumstances at that time, Brother Badou was only thinking about how to get out, and he really didn't care about economic interests. However, he still explained to his father with a smile: "This is equivalent to advertising, spreading the fame of Monkey Xiaoshuai to the United States first, and then sell them a few more paintings and get it back——"

Later facts proved that the fat man's speculation was basically correct, and Monkey Xiaoshuai's painting was very popular in the rice market, and the honest Mr. Smith contributed a lot.

Back at the residence, Ms. Sun had already prepared dinner, while Sun Xiaomei chattered about Monkey Xiaoshuai's visit to the monument, and everyone didn't pay much attention to it. However, the blind man insisted on forcing the monkey Xiaoshuai to paint, and specially bought a big lump of bananas for the little monkey. As a result, he also got his wish to get a picture of a banana.

"This crescent moon is well drawn-" After Brother Badou saw it, he also gave a high evaluation, but it was a little different in the ears of the blind man: Is it okay for us to draw bananas?

After dinner, the old men went downstairs and walked around the community, and Monkey Xiaoshuai wanted to follow, but was stopped by the fat man: "If you hang around again, I'll put a padlock chain on you, believe it or not?" Therefore, Monkey Xiaoshuai could only watch Huang Huang follow behind the old squad leader and sneak out of the room.

When the fat man went downstairs, he saw a circle of people around the fitness equipment in the community, and he leaned over to take a look, only to see that the blind man was talking in the vernacular: "Ladies and gentlemen, see if there is this painting in my hand, it is the real handsome master of the monkey." Just a million. What. Who is Master Monkey. You don't look at the news, it's the only monkey in the world who can draw! ”

The blind man has always been greedy for money, and as a result, he has always been poor, so this time he decided to seize the opportunity to sell a monkey painting and taste the taste of being a millionaire.

Everyone studied the painting in his hand, and an old lady began to smack her lips: "If you paint a yellow crescent, you dare to ask for a million, if you paint a moon, you have to ask for 10 million, right?" ”

"Yes. The painting is not as good as my little granddaughter in kindergarten, brother, you are poor and crazy, right? An old man even suspected that the blind man had mental problems.

"Is it good for me to draw a banana—" The blind man argued with a blank face.

As a result, a sister-in-law came next to me: "Ten yuan, I see that this painting paper is very thick, just give my little treasure bag book cover!" ”

In the face of a group of illiterate people, Wang Blind was silent and speechless, so he simply put the painting away, then copied the erhu, babbled and pulled it up, and hummed a few times in his mouth: "Shi Chonghao is rich and Fan Dan is poor, and Gan Luoyun is too public sooner or later." Peng Zushou has a short life. Six of them are in the Five Elements—"

was singing to relieve boredom, when a bill suddenly appeared in front of him. The blind man looked up and saw that it was the eldest girl who was going to buy a painting just now: "Give my little treasure a hexagram, if the calculation is accurate, the ten yuan will belong to you." ”

The blind man happily took the money in his hand: It seems that selling paintings is not a proper business, or is it my old business to make money quickly-

Seeing that the father began to set up a stall to deceive people again, Brother Badou quickly turned his head and left, it is estimated that there is no police in the community, so he should spend money to find a psychologist for counseling. In a sense, fortune tellers and psychologists are peers.

"Come with me, I'll take you to a good place-" Running into the golden-eyed eagle, the old man Diao said with his hands behind his back, and Brother Badou followed behind him happily, he guessed that it was probably to go to the antique market or something.

After walking for more than half an hour, it was already dark, and Brother Badou suddenly saw an antique and brightly lit place on the side of the road, with the three big characters of Quanjude written on it. I couldn't help but swallow my saliva: "Master, if I knew that I was going to eat roast duck, I should have brought the babies——"

"You know how to eat." The golden-eyed carving turned his head and knocked on the fat man's skull, and then continued to walk forward, the place he was going to was the glaze factory, which was also an antique market, mainly calligraphy and painting, and the cultural connotation was relatively strong, especially the four treasures of the study room in Rong Bao Zhai and other places were the most representative.

Brother Badou turned back as he walked, and silently noted the location of Quanjude in his heart: In this kind of place, you must lead the children to have a meal. Forget about those old men, the roast duck is too tired for them-

I was thinking about it, and I had already entered Liulichang Street, because it was a weekend, there were a lot of people setting up stalls, and some shops were also open as usual, and tourists came and went. The so-called prosperous antiques, everyone has two spare money, and they all want to get a few favorite antiques to enjoy.

However, Brother Badou glanced at the stall, but there were few real things, and it seemed that most of them could only be regarded as handicrafts. And the old man Diao didn't look at these stalls, and went straight to the quaint building with the plaque of Rong Bao Zhai, and taught his disciples in his mouth: "Rong Bao Zhai has been a time-honored brand for hundreds of years, and has collected many fine works of Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties and modern calligraphy and painting. ”

The fat man nodded to be taught, and there are indeed many things worth learning from his Badou Museum in an old store like this. Although the collection of the Badou Museum is also quite large, it lacks the heritage of this kind of accumulation over the years.

Entering the store, a strong bookish atmosphere came to the face, Brother Badou is also a cultural person, especially in traditional culture, he is quite accomplished, first by the Wang Blind Man, a folk strange man, and then he was fortunate to worship under the door of the Golden Eye Eagle. Especially after exchanging Gauguin's paintings for many rare paintings and calligraphy, he carefully pondered and entered a new realm.

Surrounded by the fragrance of books and ink, Brother Badou can finally experience what the master said about "a good place", and for lovers of calligraphy and painting, there is indeed a feeling of coming home.

Since he came, of course he couldn't be empty-handed, it was rare for Brother Badou not to pick the door once, and he chose a set of the four treasures of the high-grade study, and as a result, thousands of oceans were spent. The thing is very good, but the price is better, as far as the eight brothers bought, this can barely be regarded as a mid-range product.

As for the calligraphy and painting masterpieces collected by Rong Bao Zhai, it is not anyone who wants to see it, and the golden eye carving has this qualification, but this trip is mainly for the marriage of the fat man, and he is not ready to involve too much, just lead the fat man into the door.

was strolling around, and there was an exclamation in front of him: "Good words, floating like floating clouds, shocking like a dragon, Wang Shao's word, quite everyone's style!" ”

Even the golden-eyed eagle was a little harsh to hear, in the world, can anyone be worthy of the description of floating clouds and frightened dragons, the only old gentleman who can barely touch this realm has also passed away.

And Brother Badou was a little familiar with this voice, and after following the reputation, it was really him. I saw Li Chenglong and Li Dashao, who I hadn't seen for a long time, standing next to a young man with oily hair and powder, giving a thumbs up.

This Li Dashao is coming to this fart again-Brother Badou subconsciously slapped his hand in front of his nose a few times, he can't stand the smell, it's better to stay away.

But at this time, someone sneered, and then a loud voice sounded: "Shocked like a dragon, bullshit doesn't work, but it's a pity that Rong Bao Zhai and other cultural resorts are inevitably mixed into the indiscriminate vassals and elegant people!" ”

These words were quite harsh, and Li Dashao and Wang Shao beside him immediately changed color, and they all followed the prestige, only to see that the person who said this was also a young man, who looked like a tiger, and he was definitely less than eighteen years old, and it was estimated that he was still a teenager.

"Ignorant juniors dare to make a big deal out here." Wang Shaoyi stretched out the folding fan in his hand and fanned it gently. In fact, it is just spring, and it is far from the time to fan a fan. Fortunately, it is in Rong Bao Zhai, so as not to look so abrupt.

The young man was very stubborn, walked to the front of the text panel that Wang Shao had just written, and pointed: "Your words are really too bad, more floating than floating clouds, more rigid than Jiaolong, and embarrassed to show off here, if I were you, I would go home and practice for decades and then take it out to show off-"

didn't wait for the young man to finish speaking, with a click, the fan bone fell on his forehead, and the Wang Shao was angry and started directly.

The young man's heart is also competitive, I saw him snatch the fan, tear it and tear it into several pieces, and then slam it on the ground: "Insulting Sven-"

Good boy, there is a momentum-Brother Badou praised in his heart, and then moved behind the young man, so as not to make the young man suffer when the two people on the opposite side do it again.

Sure enough, Li Dashao was trying to make friends with Wang Shao but couldn't find a chance, so he rushed forward with a shout. But Leng Buding saw the fat man standing behind the young man, similar to a door god, which frightened Li Dashao and shivered, and his movements flashed behind Wang Shao with great agility. When he met this dead fat man, he was unlucky once, and Li Dashao had already left a shadow in his heart.

That Wang Shao also sneered a few times in his mouth: "Rong Bao Zhai, it's not a rough place, young man, you tore my fan, just compensate according to the price!" ”

Li Dashao also craned his neck to cheer: "Zheng Banqiao's fan is painted with a bamboo and stone map, 100,000 yuan, it has been less than two hours since I started, you can do it!" ”

After all, the young man had never experienced such a thing, he clenched his fists and his eyes breathed fire, but in the end he couldn't help but not make a move, he really didn't want to defile a scholarly place like Rong Bao Zhai.

At this time, Brother Badou suddenly picked up the broken fan from the ground, re-spliced and unfolded it, and nodded while watching: "Sure enough, it is Zheng Xie's bamboo and stone map, and there is an inscription poem. Look at this giant panda gnawing bamboo, depicted vividly. Zheng Banqiao's painting of pandas is really powerful, and the three treasures of bamboo and stone bears can be called national treasures——"

The people around him gradually began to laugh, when did Zheng Banqiao draw pandas? This fan is obviously a fake, and it can't be faked anymore, and it's embarrassing to open your mouth to ask for 100,000 yuan.

And that Wang Shao's face was like a pig's liver, he turned his head and glared at Li Chenglong, and then left without saying a word. Li Chenglong hurriedly trotted behind him, and did not forget to glance back at Brother Badou: Seeing this dead fat man is really unlucky-(To be continued......)