Thinking of this, Wang Chao picked up his mobile phone and called Li Jinzhong:

"Brother Li, I'm Wang Chao, hehe, I wish you a happy New Year's Day in advance...... xiexie, I'm not going back, there's still something going on here in Yanjing, I'm going to straighten it out before the Spring Festival...... You can rest assured, it is indispensable to trouble you, by the way, this call would like to ask if you know anyone who does antique calligraphy and painting? I want to buy a picture or a word for an elder...... The price budget doesn't need to be too high, both contemporary and ancient...... That's so much trouble for you, just tell me the phone, and I'll get it myself...... Well, if you have time this afternoon, you can help me out,...... Okay, I'll wait for you there".

Li Jinzhong don't look at the jade gambling stone more, in fact, there are also jadeite in the antiques, he also knows a lot of people in this area, some have dealt with each other, some have had a relationship, although not counted in the calligraphy and painting circle, but always know a few friends, so today Wang Chao said, he took a big bag on his body, and personally took Wang Chao to buy, on the one hand, it shows that he is righteous, on the other hand, he also sees that Wang Chao is not a thing in the pool, knowing Wang Chao for just a few months, but it shocked him a lot, whether it is gambling stones or buying a courtyard, Which one is a big deal, even if there is an element of luck in it, but if you are good friends with him, it is difficult to guarantee that you can't get lucky, not to mention that he and Wang Chao are also considered to be angry, so they agreed to it.

The two of them made an appointment to go to Yanjing's largest Panyuan market to see, there is a friend I know, who is doing calligraphy and painting, and has been doing calligraphy and painting for more than ten years, and there are all kinds of celebrity calligraphy and painting, Western oil paintings, but if you encounter someone who is illiterate, it is inevitable that you will take some Xibei goods to deal with it, so Li Jinzhong is also worried that Wang Chao will suffer a loss, sorry for this friend.

When the two arrived at Pan Yuangang at about 3 o'clock in the afternoon, they parked the car, Wang Chao withdrew 100,000 yuan from a nearby bank, carried it on his body and ran to a small alley next to him with Li Jinzhong.

Wang Chao didn't know if the other party could swipe the card, so he could only withdraw some money for backup

There are many shops in the alley, except for a few small shops and small restaurants, almost all of them are antique shops, at this time it is the cold winter wax moon, not the tourist season, there are not many people, occasionally a few are also foreigners with high nose bridge, blue eyes, there are enthusiastic picks and chooses, they did not stop going straight inside, suddenly heard a noisy sound from inside the box:

"Boss, aren't you cheating, this is a calligraphy and painting left by my ancestors, so you give such a little money? Forget it, I won't sell it, you give it back to me, I'll take it"

"You take it, take it, you want such a high price, I see who is willing to accept it, I can tell you, if you regret it and come back, I won't accept this price"

……

The voice came from the third-to-last store on the left side of the alley, and Li Jinzhong frowned:

"What's the matter, why is this fat man so rough in business?"

It turned out that Li Jinzhong brought Wang Chao to this house, and the two walked in, and saw a young man in his twenties looking at a man in his forties wearing old leather on the opposite side, this person showed hesitation on his face, wanted to leave but was a little unable to get an idea, holding a box in his hand, the lid was open, and a scroll of calligraphy and painting was placed.

Seeing someone come in, the young man left the man behind and hurriedly greeted him:

"Are you two buying paintings or reading words? Yo, Boss Li, why are you free to come to us today, please come in"

As he spoke, he welcomed the two into the store and sat on the spring chair next to him

"Xiao Zhao, what's going on, it's noisy, half the street hears it, Lao Chen isn't there?"

"Hey, this person is here to sell calligraphy and paintings, but unfortunately our Brother Chen is not here, and I can't be sure, and Brother Chen warned us not to accept calligraphy and paintings casually, the water in this is too deep, generally speaking, it is on the road, so there is a low price, this is also the bottom limit allowed by Brother Chen, if he is willing to sell, it doesn't matter. Brother Chen made an appointment with Section Chief Hao of the Taxation Bureau this afternoon, and there was a game of cards, but he was not there, but he called at that time and said that you were coming, so let me wait for you here. Do you want words or paintings? What's the budget? I'll help you get it."

"Oh, that's it", he turned his head and asked Wang Chao, "Brother, what do you want to buy, what is the budget, let him take it out and choose"

"It doesn't have to be too expensive, about 100,000 yuan, it doesn't matter if it's a word or a painting, as long as it's a celebrity."

"Okay, you do it for a while, I'll get it for you"

"Boss, you can add some more, my painting is handed down by my ancestors, and it will be sold for 5,000 yuan, which is really ashamed of my ancestors."

"I said you, you like to sell or not, that's the price. Besides, I didn't see that I had a guest here, so I stayed there" After speaking, Xiao Zhao turned around and walked into the safe in the inner room to get calligraphy and paintings.

Wang Chao watched coldly, and saw that the face of the person who sold calligraphy and paintings was full of vicissitudes, his skin was rough, dark, and even slightly sallow, his hands were calloused, and his eyes were cloudy.

"This old man, what kind of calligraphy and painting are you, can you let me see, if it's good, he won't accept it in the store, I'll ask for it."

"Hey, this boss, look, it's this" said the man took out the calligraphy and painting from it and put it on the coffee table in front of Wang Chao, the quality of this picture is not rice paper, white paper, but the cloth silk, slightly yellow from the surface, tied with a red ribbon in the middle.

This one may be a little excited, his hands are still a little trembling, and his short and thick fingers have not opened the ribbon for a long time.

"If you don't mind, I'll open it for you," Wang Chao said softly

"Okay, open it, my hand is really shaking, alas"

Wang Chao gently opened the ribbon and slowly unfolded the painting, which is 90 centimeters in length and about 50 centimeters in width, and is painted on a fence with a few cold plum trees inside. On the right side of the painting, there are four large characters in Lishu "under the fence", and the payment below is not clear, and there is no date, like a "three no" product.

Well, Wang Chao looked at it, and didn't see anything, originally he didn't know much about calligraphy and painting, but he faintly felt that this painting was not so simple, he snorted and condensed into perspective of the past, under the blessing of the ability, the calligraphy and painting in front of him changed, flashing a milky white light, "Sure enough, it's a good painting, it should be an ancient painting, but it's a pity that I don't know much about this aspect and can't understand it, but it doesn't matter, if you buy it and keep it for later, you can see it slowly." 、

Thinking of this, Wang Chao asked Li Jinzhong to look at it again, the other party didn't understand much, he couldn't see anything, the blank space in the lower left corner of the painting was even missing a corner, as if it had been burned by fire, although the whole painting was made of silk cloth, but it didn't look like anything unusual, the key was that he didn't understand this, so he didn't say no.

Wang Chao then slowly reproduced the painting and rolled it up, and the man on the other side looked at Wang Chao's face and hands, and asked worriedly:

"This boss, this is handed down by my ancestors, my father said that he can't take it out and sell it as a last resort, otherwise he will be ashamed of his ancestors, I, I, I really have no choice but to take out this painting, how much can you see how much this can be worth"

After speaking, he looked at Wang Chao without blinking

"Wait a minute, if this store doesn't sell it, I'll consider buying it"

As he was talking, Xiao Zhao took out a few long boxes and put them on the table, turned his head to the man and said:

"Hey, you sell or not, if you don't sell it, you go out, we still have to do business"

"Boss, I really want to sell, but the price you gave is too low, this money is not enough for my round-trip fare, you have to give me at least 50,000, otherwise I won't sell"

"Yo, you still have it, let's go, I can't afford your painting, hurry up and take it" said and pushed the person out

"Brother Zhao, wait a minute, are you sure you won't accept his paintings?"

"No, the boss is not here, how dare I be the master of it, if it weren't for his pity, I wouldn't have paid 5,000"

"Well, since you don't accept it, I look at this painting as if it's not bad, so I'll buy it. This old man, if I give you 50,000 yuan, if it is not enough, I will give you another 20,000 yuan, and sell me this painting."

"Boss, you are a good person" The man in his forties said with red smoke rings and a choked voice, "I won't tell you anything, my son is sick and came to Yanjing to see a doctor, I was in urgent need of money, so I went back to sell this painting, but I won't sell it if I have any way, alas"

"Brother, don't be sad, I see that you are also a real person, so let's do it, I will have 100,000 yuan on me, all for you, and I will leave you a phone, if the money is not enough, you can call me, it is important to see a doctor", said Wang Chao took out the 10 yuan in his bag and put it on the table.

"Boss, thank you so much, you are really my great benefactor, I, I have nothing to repay you, I can only kowtow" said and knelt down and kowtowed.

Wang Chao hurriedly picked him up and comforted him for a long time before persuading him.

"Boss, boss, you really buy his painting, you have to look at it, I don't think this painting is worth 100,000, don't be kind" This Xiao Zhao persuaded next to him, in fact, he was worried that Wang Chao would not want him if he bought that painting.

"Don't worry, I bought this painting, I should buy yours or I will buy it" Wang Chao understood his thoughts

"Boss, I didn't mean that, I was worried that you wouldn't be fooled, there have been a lot of liars these years, last time our brother Chen was blinded and received a fake, so we told us that we can't just accept the painting without his consent, otherwise we will bear the problem ourselves"

"Xiexie, your reminder, but I don't think this person is a liar, and 100,000 yuan is not a big number, just buy it"

Seeing Wang Chao's resolute attitude, this Xiao Zhao stopped persuading, and would buy his own paintings again anyway.

Under the constant bowing and gratitude, this person picked up the money and hurried away, and he didn't know how much he could help, do his best, and obey the destiny of God, Wang Chao sighed in his heart.

Then he turned around and put the painting away beside him, waiting for the opportunity to find someone to take a look, since it can withstand the test of ability, it proves that it is not an ordinary painting.

In fact, what Wang Chao didn't know was that he really picked up the leak again this time, and it was a big leak, this painting was made by Jin Nong, one of the "Three Masters of Western Zhejiang", this Jin Nong's word Shoumen, called Xiye Jushi, is one of the "Eight Monsters of Yangzhou" in the early Qing Dynasty, and the first of the "Eight Monsters of Yangzhou", and his reputation in the calligraphy and painting world even exceeds that of Zheng Banqiao, and his painting taste and pen and ink style are the highest among the eight monsters.

This picture of "Under the Fence" is a work he made when he was 55 years old, Jin Shoumen was originally born in a family of nobles, just like Cao Xueqin, who wrote "Dream of Red Mansions", both of which later fell into a family and created immortal works.

At that time, the author was in his 50s, living under a relative's door, with no long things, and could only make a living by selling calligraphy and paintings on weekdays, and was very desolate when he died, and few friends came to send it, so he painted this painting with feelings, he compared himself to the plum blossoms in the fence door, although the flowers were good, but no one appreciated them, even if the fence door was open, there were still few people to appreciate the flowers, giving people a sense of desolation and gloom, and the four words in the painting deepened this loneliness.

The literati of that era had almost no way out except for entering the office, and business was despised by that era, and he had an upright temperament, and he would not bend his waist for the sake of "five buckets of rice", so he finally ended up desolate and desolate, and he ended up under the fence. At that time, many people, including him and Cao Xueqin, were depressed and forgetful.

Because he was embarrassed to mention the date when he created the painting, he only had a payment and no date, which is rare in ancient calligraphy and painting.

"Boss, what do you think of these paintings" Xiao Zhao tried his best to sell to Wang Chao, "This painting is the contemporary painting and calligraphy master Mr. Pan Tianshou's "Yandang Mountain Flowers", this is a genuine work, you see how good this painting style is."

Wang Chao looked at it, noncommittal, and then Xiao Zhao opened another painting, "Look at this again, it is Master Guan Shanyue's "Light Boat Has Passed Ten Thousand Mountains", look at this mountain, this water, this boat, complement each other, it is a rare authentic work."

Wang Chao nodded, said yes repeatedly, and suddenly the phone rang in his pocket, he thought it was Zhang Xinyu's phone, but when he opened it, he didn't know it.

"Hello, I'm Wang Chao, who are you...... Yo Brother Wei, hello, the family is very haode, I have a New Year's greeting to you in advance, and I wish you a happy new year for the whole family...... xiexie…… I won't be back on New Year's Day, I've been a little busy here lately, and it won't be long before I come back...... I don't have time at noon tomorrow, I'm going to visit a friend, I'm free tomorrow night, and I'll have time the day after tomorrow...... Okay, then let's book it at noon the day after tomorrow, and I'll go to your house then...... Haode, that's it, see you the day after tomorrow"

It was Wei Lai, the project director of Yuanhua Group, who called, knew that he was alone in Beijing, and invited him to his home for dinner.

Seeing that Wang Chao finished answering the phone, Xiao Zhao opened a few others, both paintings and words, all of which are the works of some contemporary masters.

"These paintings of yours are not bad, well, I think that "Light Boat Has Passed Ten Thousand Mountains" is more in line with me, just that one, how much?"

"You are a friend of Boss Li, and everyone is an acquaintance, so I won't ask you more, you can take 130,000 yuan"

"Okay, that's it, you can swipe the card, I don't have any cash in my pocket"

"Yes, yes," Xiao Zhao nodded repeatedly

"In addition, you can help me find a beautiful box to frame it, I want to give it away"

"Don't worry, this will definitely be wrapped for you," said Xiao Zhao, who reproduced the other calligraphy and paintings and put them back in the safe, and came out and took out a few long boxes for Wang Chaoxuan.

Finally, a quaint and unobtrusive oak box was selected and packaged, and Wang Chao and Li Jinzhong stood up and said goodbye

"Xiao Zhao, I'm leaving, you tell Lao Chen when you turn around, thank you" Before leaving, Li Jinzhong said a few words of thanks to Xiao Zhao, and then the two walked out.