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"Oh? What is it? ”

"You'll know then. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" has almost become Wang Haoran's mantra.

"Haha, that's good. The old man lives in the Fulai Inn, and he will not leave within three or five days. Sun Simiao still believes in Wang Haoran's words, the ten-year-old child who was taught by the Taoist priest can save people, and the Taoist priest must be a person with superb medical skills, so what he said is very likely to be a good thing.

"That's it, I'll send it to you when it's done." After speaking, Wang Haoran hurriedly said goodbye and left.

As soon as they came to the place where Hanniu sold paintings, the three of them were shocked by the scene in front of them, the place where Hanniu sold paintings before was surrounded by three circles of the crowd, although Wang Haoran They couldn't see Hanniu inside, but they could still hear the hoarse explanation to the crowd: "My little master will be here soon." ”

The onlookers were not satisfied, and when this guy sold his paintings the day before yesterday, he would only say that the price was too low and he would not sell them, but now he would only say that his little master would arrive soon. Everyone continued to accuse Han Niu, but they still waited patiently.

"Let's go, let's draw." Wang Haoran shouted at the top of his voice.

When the crowd heard the sound, they all made way for Wang Haoran, and when Han Niu saw Wang Haoran, he was like seeing a Bodhisattva, and hurriedly greeted him, and said to everyone: "My little master is here!" My little master is here! ”

Wang Haoran handed the painting to Han Niu, because he was worried that the dissatisfaction caused by the people who had waited too long would affect the auction that was waiting for the next auction, so he explained to everyone: "Let everyone wait for a long time, I am here to apologize to everyone, just now I met someone at the south gate of Xishi who fainted from heat stroke, in order to give him first aid, it was delayed for a long time." ”

"Who are you fooling? Will a 10-year-old child still give first aid? Don't talk nonsense, take out the painting and take a look. ”

Wang Haoran only then thought that he was not thoughtful, forgetting that he was only a ten-year-old child, otherwise, the south gate of Xishi was so close to this, it was easy to verify, and everyone would definitely believe his words.

When Wang Haoran was thinking about how to prove his words, someone among the onlookers spoke up to prove it for him: "What he said is true, I just came over there and saw this kid saving people with my own eyes, and Doctor Sun was still over there just now!" ”

"I can also prove that what he said is true, and I also helped carry people." Another big man said.

"Anyway, I'm sorry that I caused everyone to wait for a long time. Come on, I'll show the picture right now. After Wang Haoran finished speaking, he motioned to Han Niu to show the painting, without mentioning the thing that was questioned just now. What can he do if a customer questions him? What if it's clarified now? The customer is God, and it is necessary to serve well.

As soon as Han Niu showed off the painting, everyone's attention was attracted.

"It's as beautiful as the rumors say!"

"It's the first time I've seen such a style of painting! You can draw people so realistically! ”

……

When everyone was talking, Wang Haoran was not in a hurry to sell. He also noticed that a few small men squeezed out of the crowd and ran into the tavern next to it, and it seemed that a few big men had also come to see the painting.

Although everyone discussed for a long time, no one offered the price, perhaps they were waiting for others to offer the price first, but Wang Haoran was very calm.

After a while, someone finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "I gave sixty taels of silver, and I sold it." ”

"The price is too low, don't sell it." Before Wang Haoran could reply, Han Niu spoke first, he remembered that the little young master had said that this painting would be sold for more than 100 taels of silver.

Han Niu's words suddenly made the hearts of people who want to buy paintings suddenly beat a drum, oh no, this guy is here again! It's not like last time I kept saying that the price was too low and wouldn't sell, right?

Wang Haoran almost burst out laughing, but he still held back, this guy is very good! Just like it. Han Niu saw that the little young master's face was wrong, could it be that he said the wrong thing? However, when he saw the little young master's encouraging eyes, he was relieved.

"Seventy taels of silver!"

"The price is too low, don't sell it."

"Seventy-five taels!"

"The price is too low, don't sell it."

"Eighty-five taels!"

"The price is too low, don't sell it."

……

Everyone was a little discouraged, presumably no matter how much they offered, they would be rejected.

"I'll give you a hundred taels of silver!"

The price finally reached one hundred taels, and everyone was waiting for Han Niu to continue repeating that sentence, but they didn't see Han Niu speak for a long time. I saw Han Niu asking Wang Haoran for instructions, and shouted to everyone: "One hundred taels of silver can be considered, is there a higher bid?" ”

"This guy finally stopped saying no-sell!" The depressed mood of everyone finally rekindled hope.

"I'll give me one hundred and ten taels of silver, give me the painting!"

"I'll give one hundred and twenty taels!"

"I'll give one hundred and thirty taels"

Feeling that the seller's painting would soon be sold to others, the person who wanted to buy the painting suddenly became nervous and hurriedly increased the price to compete.

"I'll give you one hundred and forty taels." An old man also joined the competition.

When everyone heard the prestige, they wanted to see who the new person was to join the competition, and they didn't know if they didn't know it, and they were startled when they saw it, and as soon as the old man opened the price, the other buyers stopped talking. This made Wang Haoran stunned, I wanted to hope that a big man would open a big price, but this is good, as soon as the big man opened the price, all of a sudden the buyers did not dare to increase the price. Wang Haoran looked at this big man, but he couldn't tell where this person was noble from the old man's outfit.

"Child, you see that no one is bidding higher than me now, will the painting be sold to the old man?" The old man smiled charitantly.

But Wang Haoran didn't think that this old man's smile was charitable, but felt that he laughed a little rampantly, how good can a bad guy get rich, if it weren't for this guy's mixing, it would not be impossible for this painting to sell for two hundred taels. But this old man can be regarded as fair competition, but others don't fight with him, and he can't complain about others.

"In that case, the painting will naturally belong to you, old man. Before that, please forgive the kid for being ignorant and taking the liberty to ask, I don't know which noble man the old gentleman is? Is it so domineering that others dare not compete with you for this painting? ”

The old man naturally heard Wang Haoran's dissatisfaction, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and said with a smile: "Hehe, how can I be regarded as a nobleman, just one to join the army." ”

Army? No way?! Whose family can join the army be so majestic in Chang'an City? Wang Haoran couldn't think of a reason.

The old man said again: "The old man didn't have so much silver taels on him, and asked the children to go to the old man's house with the old man, which is not far from here." ”

Joining the army and having your own mansion? What is the origin of this old man?

After Han Niu packed the paintings, everyone was about to go to the old man's mansion, and a middle-aged man hurriedly ran over.

"Young Master Yan, why are you in such a hurry?" The old man recognized the middle-aged man.

The young craftsman Yan also recognized the old man, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute and said, "It turned out to be Master Yu, and the lower officials heard that there were people selling paintings here, and they said that the paintings were amazing, so they came to take a look." ”

"That's a coincidence, the old man just bought this painting, and is about to go back to get the silver taels. It's better for Yan Shaojiang to go to the old man's mansion with the old man and take a look. ”

"Thank you Master Yu, then the lower officials will bother more."

Everyone came to Yu's mansion together, and Master Yu instructed the housekeeper to take the silver taels, and then said to Wang Haoran: "Little friend, the old man has already asked the housekeeper to fetch the silver taels, I wonder if I can open the painting now for this young craftsman Yan to appreciate?" ”

Wang Haoran didn't care, he simply asked Han Niu to directly give the painting to Master Yu. Master Yu carefully took out the picture frame and stood on the table, Yan Shaojiang saw at a glance that the person in the painting was the little girl who came together, and exclaimed: "It is really a masterpiece, it is so expressive!" I don't know who painted it? ”

"This is my brother's drawing." Xiao Yu replied proudly.

"Oh?" Yan Shaojiang turned his gaze to Wang Haoran, on the way to Yufu, he heard Xiaoyu call Wang Haoran his brother, but this is only a ten-year-old child, can he draw this painting? So he confirmed, "You painted this picture?" ”

"Yes." Wang Haoran replied simply.

"What a genius! Xiaguan Yan Rang, the word Lide, I hope to ask you what this painting is painted with, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it was painted with a brush. Young Craftsman Yan was in awe of Wang Haoran and asked humbly.

It turned out to be Yan Lide! In later generations, many people may not know who this person is, but his younger brother Yan Liben can be regarded as a historical celebrity, and the portrait of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion built by Tang Taizong was painted by Yan Liben. Yan Liben's paintings were known as masterpieces at the time, and Yan Lide was also a famous painter.

"This is my brother's own stroke, and I helped out." Xiaoyu hurriedly replied again, it seems that the painting can be sold for a lot of money, which makes her feel better.