Hearing Zhou Ming say that Chen Shizeng's painting was worth about 500,000 yuan, Old Man Zhao took the case, "You want to trick me?" ”

Zhou Zhou Ming smiled lightly: "The price is clearly marked, the goods are genuine, why do you say it?" He pointed to the painting and said: "Don't look at this painting is small, but it is very exquisite, less than two square feet in the picture, the distant mountains and near the water, the houses, trees, boats and the sunset should have, and there is space to write dozens of words of long inscriptions, absolute small masterpieces." ”

"Why don't I see what's so delicate about this painting?" Old man Zhao snorted, "You say exquisite, exquisite?" ”

Hearing this, Zhou Zhou Ming knew that this old man was this stinky temper, so he shook his head slightly, "I said that he is exquisite, not because I want to say that this painting is exquisite, but because this painting is so exquisite, I don't believe you use a magnifying glass to look at the pine needles in the painting, so fine pine needles are still clear, upright, and still the same after magnifying more than ten times." ”

As soon as Monday's voice fell, Feng Junshan and Old Man Zhao lowered their heads and studied for a long time in disbelief, and finally Feng Junshan spoke, "Xiao Zhou, is it true that the more detailed the strokes, the better this painting will be?" ”

"Of course not," Zhou Ming chuckled, "The finer the strokes do not mean that the details are exquisite, the better the painter, the more delicate the details, and even the subtleties are better than the overall situation, if it is just the thin strokes, then a random person can do it after practicing for a period of time, so look at the details of the painting, not look at the thin strokes." ”

"No matter how fine the strokes are, if they are not delicate enough and have no characteristics, it is useless, any miniature carving master can draw very detailed strokes, but what they draw is obviously not a work of art, it can only be regarded as a miniature carving miniature painting product, just like the fake painting I saw before, the strokes of the lotus stamen are also very thin, but they are very stiff and rigid, which is the reason why the painting skills are not enough."

"I see, I learned another trick," Feng Junshan let out a long breath, and then suddenly asked: "Then Chen Shizeng's painting is really worth 500,000?" ”

Zhou Zhou Ming nodded, "Chen Shizeng is an artist who thinks that he is seriously underestimated by the market, his calligraphy works, in my opinion, should be about 400,000 square feet, but now the market price is only 100,000 square feet, but now someone has noticed Chen Shizeng's works and began to quietly hoard, I estimate that in two years, Chen Shizeng's works will be fried, as for how high it can be fried, it depends on the public's awareness of him." ”

Zhou Ming's words are not wrong at all, Chen Shizeng is such a famous, powerful and hype gimmick, there is no reason for those predators in the market to let go, but the market is so big, there are so many painters from ancient times to the present, if you want to speculate the price, you have to take your time, it is impossible to connect several painters in a year.

No one has noticed Chen Shizeng's works before, but no one has always paid attention to them, and it is a matter of time before they are fired, so Zhou Zhou Ming directly gave a price slightly higher than the market value, one is to point out the value of this work, and the other is to make a little pit Old Man Zhao and let him have a little more blood.

Because judging from the tone of Old Man Zhao just now and Feng Junshan's inquiry about the price, this painting is bound to fall into the hands of Old Man Zhao, in this case, Zhou Ming naturally wants to help Feng Junshan earn an extra 180,000 yuan, and also take a bite to Old Man Zhao. However, what Zhou Ming said is not unreasonable, it depends on what the buyer and seller think.

When Feng Junshan heard Zhou Ming's assessment, he groaned and turned his head to Old Man Zhao and said, "Old Zhao, you know that I have always been in and out, but if you really like it, I will transfer this painting to you if you pay 600,000 yuan, and I will transfer this painting to you," Feng Junshan was more ruthless than Zhou Ming, adding 100,000 on the basis of 500,000.

"Six hundred thousand?" And Old Man Zhao didn't get angry when he heard this, but thought about it for a while, didn't make a counteroffer, nodded and agreed, "Okay, that's it, how much is your account?" After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and started to transfer money, which was not ambiguous at all.

Zhou Zhou Ming watched the old man so free and easy, but he felt a little frightened in his heart, 600,000 said that he would turn around, without the slightest hesitation, it seems that he is really a local tyrant, and if he has good things in the future, he can find this old man to sell.

The transaction of 600,000 yuan was successful in this way, which was a very big shock to Zhou Ming, he was still complacent about making 30 yuan two days ago, and yesterday he suddenly earned 60,000 yuan, and he already felt that he was very profitable. But now looking at Old Man Zhao and Feng Junshan, he suddenly felt like a frog at the bottom of a well.

It seems that his realm is still not enough, in the antique shop, you must not be so short-sighted, tens of thousands of dollars and hundreds of thousands of dollars are just small transactions, but don't lose your share in such tens of thousands of dollars, that will make people look down on it.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhou Ming casually watched Feng Junshan and Old Man Zhao reach a deal satisfied, watched Old Man Zhao carefully leave the teahouse with this painting in his eyes, and watched Feng Junshan burn the four fake calligraphy and paintings cleanly.

However, at this moment, Zhou Ming heard a text message reminder on his mobile phone, and when he took it out, he saw that it was a balance change reminder from the bank, which turned out to be an extra 100,000 yuan at once. What's going on? Zhou Mingzheng wondered, looked up and saw Feng Junshan's smiling eyes, and hurriedly asked, "Brother Feng, did you hit it?" Why is that? ”

Feng Junshan smiled, "Brother, don't refuse, this is the appraisal fee I paid to you by my brother, in addition, Chen Shizeng's painting can be sold for 600,000 yuan just now, brother, you have made great contributions, and this 100,000 yuan should be regarded as a little caution of my brother," said and said solemnly: "This is not polite, but brother, your payment is worth this price, yesterday plus today's matter, you deserve this 100,000 yuan." ”

Hearing Feng Junshan's words, Zhou Ming was indeed a little surprised. But when I think about it, I helped Feng Junshan avoid a loss of more than 800,000 yuan yesterday, and today I helped him identify six calligraphy and paintings, and at the same time helped raise the price, so that Chen Shizeng's painting was sold at a high price, and he really could afford the 100,000 yuan.

It's just that I didn't plan to collect money, but now I got so much remuneration all at once, and it was a little difficult to accept it for a while. But thinking about Feng Junshan's move again, it obviously didn't leave him a chance to refuse, if he insisted on it now, it would make Feng Junshan's face look bad.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhou Ming smiled slightly and said calmly: "Since Brother Feng said so, then I'm welcome, haha, I haven't had so much money in my pocket in my life, thank you, Brother Feng." ”

"Brother said this, this money is the reward you deserve, it is your own payment in exchange, thank me for what to do, haha," Feng Junshan pretended to blame, and then smiled: "Besides, with your ability, brother, it is not a matter of minutes to make a fortune?" ”

Zhou Ming smiled, didn't answer the words, and asked instead: "Brother Feng, what is the identity of Old Man Zhao?" I see that you seem to be very jealous of him. From the transaction just now, it can be seen that Feng Junshan didn't want to transfer the painting at all, but after seeing Old Man Zhao's attitude, he immediately agreed, although he asked for a high price, it was obviously completely within the scope of Old Man Zhao's affordability.

It is not clear what the specific identity of Feng Junshan is Zhou Ming, but he is definitely not an ordinary teahouse owner, because the calligraphy and paintings he took out, the real fakes add up to millions, but he doesn't care at all, this net worth is naturally more than an ordinary teahouse owner.

And the old man who can make Feng Junshan so jealous is obviously not an ordinary person.

Feng Junshan sighed and explained: "This old man Zhao does not have an official and a half-position now, but he was the leader of our Qingshi before, it was a long time ago, and he belonged to the kind that has been re-elected for many years, and his prestige in Qingshi is very high, and his protégés and former officials are all over the Jiaodong Peninsula, even if he has been retired for several years, but if he stomps his feet, the entire Jiaodong Peninsula will still be shaken." ”

I see, Zhou Ming realized that ten or twenty years ago, being re-elected as the leader of a region was a symbol of strength in itself, and it was difficult to be promoted in the political arena, but it was also more difficult to sit in the same position for many years. Old man Zhao can do it, obviously he is a powerful snake.

However, no matter what Old Man Zhao's identity is, it has nothing to do with him Zhou Ming, and he doesn't want to be an official, so even if Old Man Zhao is the current leader, Zhou Ming won't care much. The so-called desirelessness is rigid, which is probably what it means, if you don't ask for the other party's place, you can naturally straighten your waist in front of the other party.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhou Ming chuckled, "I see, no wonder you have such a big temper." ”

"Well, the old man's temper is not very good, but he is still upright, and he is not bad, it will be good to follow his temper when I see him in the future," Feng Junshan smiled, "Let's go, go shopping?" ”

"Where are you going?"

"It's nearby, I haven't been shopping for a long time, and my brother is helping me palm my eyes when the time comes," Feng Junshan warmly invited.

Visiting an antique shop? It's okay, he hasn't shopped much anyway, and with Feng Junshan's old fritters, maybe he can dig up a good thing, maybe he can pick up a big leak inadvertently.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhou Ming nodded with interest, "Brother Feng, you lead the way, follow you." ”

Not to mention, Feng Junshan is really familiar, the antique shop on this street is clear, and while walking, he said who has good things, whose things are expensive, who slaughters people very ruthlessly, whose shopkeeper has particularly poisonous eyes, etc., anyway, it looks like an old fritter in an antique shop, but unfortunately his eyesight is really average, otherwise he would not have been pitted several times by the surname Zhang.

Talking and laughing, walk into an antique shop called Bo Gu Xuan, this store is very spacious, the decoration is good, the store location is the best in the whole street, as soon as you enter the door to create a jade pen, there is an induction, obviously there are really good things in the store.