In the past few days, I have been learning calligraphy and painting appraisal knowledge at Mr. Kang's house, and after studying for a long time, I want to go out for a walk.

Fang Yong said to the master, then picked up his backpack and prepared to take the bus to Liulichang. As soon as he left Kang's old house, he saw Kang Lianbo riding a mountain speed shift towards him, this guy was full of evil smiles, I don't know what bad ideas he had!

"Squeak!" With a sound, the car turned to the oblique side and braked beside Fang Yong.

Kang Lianbo saw Fang Yong carrying a backpack, flicked his hair and said, "Brother Yongzi, where are you going?" ”

Fang Yong didn't answer his words, he pretended to be aggressive and rushed towards him, and catching Kang Lianbo was a ravage.

"Brother Yong, the little brother is wrong, the little brother is wrong. Yes! My hairstyle ......" In an instant, Kang Lianbo cried out sadly, but his head became a chicken nest.

"Don't howl, I'm going to go to the Liuli Factory." Fang Yong said to Kang Lianbo.

"Brother Yong, I'm going too!" Kang Lianbo heard Fang Yong say this, and said excitedly.

"In view of the insincerity of your attitude of admitting your mistake just now, this son has decided not to let you follow!" Fang Yong said with a grin.

"Where is the reason, where is the justice...... Kang Lianbo said with his hands to the sky and pretending to be sad and angry.

Seeing Kang Lianbo's funny movements, Fang Yong said: "Let's go, go home and talk to Kang Lao first, and we'll go again!" ”

After Kang Lianbo saw Fang Yong's agreement, he tidied up the hairstyle that was messed up by Fang Yong with his hands, and muttered on his mouth: "Blood can flow, heads can be broken, and heroes' hairstyles can't be messed up!" ”

After beckoning Kang Lianbo to Kang's hometown and telling Kang Lao that he was going to Liulichang, the two took a bus to Liulichang.

Speaking of which, in history, Liulichang was not an urban area, but a suburb. Later, in the Yuan Dynasty, glazed tiles were burned here, until the middle of the Ming Dynasty, when the outer city of the capital was expanded, it was incorporated into the city. However, the name of the glaze factory has been retained.

Liulichang was a book market at the beginning, in the Qing Dynasty, officials and examinees often gathered here to visit the book market, and slowly became an antique culture market, but it was still dominated by calligraphy and painting books. This is the famous cultural street in the capital, as famous as Panjiayuan, but there are more antique buildings, and there are more shops that operate pen, ink, paper, inkstone, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, such as Guyi Zhai, Ruicheng Zhai, Cuiwen Pavilion, Yide Pavilion, Rong Bao Zhai and other century-old shops are here, so that Liulichang is also full of rich cultural atmosphere.

When you come to Liulichang, you will see that there are many small sellers of handicrafts, calligraphy and paintings, and books on both sides of the street. Fang Yong and Kang Lianbo walked around for a long time and didn't see anything worth collecting, and he was a little depressed.

At this moment, a stall caught Fang Yong's attention. Fang Yong saw that there were two large red wooden boxes on the side of the road, each of which was more than half a meter high, but the color on it was slightly dim, and the paint color fell off in many places, and he could feel a sense of the heaviness of history, which should be something of some years.

Fang Yong habitually used his consciousness to probe and scanned the contents of the box. Suddenly, a reddish scroll of calligraphy and painting emitted a red mist, so Fang Yong immediately dragged Kang Lianbo and walked towards the stall.

The stall was set up by a middle-aged man, seeing that Fang Yong and Kang Lianbo were two young people, so he took it for granted that the two of them must not be able to distinguish between true and false, and then look at the clothes worn by Kang Lianbo, it is still a famous brand, these two people must be rich, they can fool around, maybe they can make a lot of money.

Seeing Fang Yong and Kang Lianbo coming over, the owner of the stall asked with a smile, "Two little brothers, what do you need to buy?" ”

"Let's take a look first, what do we need to ask you again?" Fang Yong said. Kang Lianbo also looked at the things on the stall.

The owner of the stall pulled out several nets with nylon ropes, on which were hung several calligraphy and paintings. In front of the boss, there are pens and paper, pen holders, pen holders, pen washes, water bowls, scales, bottled ink, and other things.

Looking at the calligraphy and paintings, they were all imitations and copying things, only the scroll in the box on the left emitted a red mist.

After a few casual glances, Fang Yong said to the boss: "Boss, that's all there is to it?" ”

"What does the little brother want? There are still in the box. The boss saw that Fang Yong was not interested in the calligraphy and paintings he posed, so he said.

"What's in the box?" Fang Yong pretended to ask.

"Calligraphy and painting! And many more. The boss said.

Fang Yong pointed to the box on the left and said, "Boss, take out the calligraphy and paintings in that box and I'll take a look." ”

The middle-aged boss lifted the box that Fang Yong pointed at with his hand, and in the middle of the box were scrolls of different lengths and rolled together. He took out a few paintings and said, "Look at it! Not bad! It's all painted by a famous artist! ”

Fang Yong took a random painting and looked at it carefully, this is a copy of Tang Bohu's "Mountain Road Pine Sound Map".

Fang Yong looked at it for a while and said, "Boss, how is this sold?" ”

The boss stretched out two fingers and shook them and said, "Two thousand." ”

"Two thousand? It's too expensive! Fang Yong shook his head and said, putting it down.

He picked up the scroll with the red glow hidden in it, and said, "Then how do you sell this?" ”

"It's expensive! Thirty-eight thousand. This is the real thing! The boss replied.

"I said boss, you are too inauthentic, this is a copy of a painting, I have seen the real work in the Palace Museum." Fang Yong said to the boss with a smile.

When the boss heard Fang Yong say this, his expression was instantly a little unnatural. said: "One thousand, take it if you want it." ”

"Five hundred!" Fang Yong stretched out a palm and said to the boss.

The boss thought for a while and said, "Your counteroffer is really ruthless, I can't earn five hundred at all." ”

"It's okay to look at the copy, and it's good to send it to a friend. Okay, boss, if you sell it for five hundred, I'll ask for it. Fang Yong said.

The middle-aged boss gritted his teeth, pretended to be in pain and said, "Okay, I should make a friend and sell it to you!" ”

Fang Yong was overjoyed in his heart and said, "Okay, thank you, big brother, wrap it up for me." ”

The scroll is in hand, in fact, this copied painting is worth three or four hundred yuan. There's also a scroll of paintings that glow brightly!

The size of this painting is not large, about 40 centimeters long, about 30 centimeters wide, more than a foot of rice paper, there are only two shrimp painted, it seems to be a few rough strokes, but the two shrimps are painted vividly, unusually expressive.

In the lower left corner of this painting, there is also a line of seal script, which reads "Baishi made in the eight years of the people", although there are only a few numbers, but the strokes are vertical and horizontal, concise and spicy, the inside is solid and external, the knot is natural, majestic and vigorous but also smart, quite shows the skill of pen and ink.

In the lower right corner of the painting, there is a bright red seal, which is engraved with the three characters "Shiraishi Weng" in the seal body.

Fang Yong was a little fascinated by the use of consciousness detection, the fish and shrimp painted by Qi Baishi in the past few days are very familiar, this painting is like a real photo, and the charm of these two shrimp is fully displayed, as if he has seen the real thing.

Qi Baishi's paintings! What a baby!