Forthwith.

The stool fell to the ground.

Almost the moment the stool landed, Zhang Yi's punch had already smashed out.

The punch was too fast.

Boss Ma didn't notice Zhang Yi's move at all.

This punch has already smashed on Boss Ma's front door.

The head buzzed.

Boss Ma fell out and hit the calligraphy and painting shelves behind.

A broken eyebrow bone must be inevitable!

Bang bang

The shelves were also smashed.

Boss Ma was directly buried underneath.

Scrolls of calligraphy and painting are scattered all over the place.

For a while, it is estimated that he will not be able to get up.

Behind.

The little girl who had been scared and cried before leaned on the middle-aged woman and whispered.

"Mom, that uncle is amazing!"

The middle-aged woman was afraid to look, but when she looked up, she was stunned to find that the hateful shopkeeper was already lying on the ground, as if he had not moved.

She also thought that Zhang Yi would be bullied by the shopkeeper at such a young age.

I didn't expect it to be as powerful as someone on TV.

Hearing the little girl's words, Zhang Yi smiled and walked towards the middle-aged woman.

He said.

"Auntie, it's okay!"

The middle-aged woman was not quite quite convinced of what she was seeing.

She just nodded very mechanically.

"Uncle, you're really amazing!"

The little girl has watched the cartoon, and she feels that the uncle in front of her is like a big hero in the cartoon.

Zhang Yi squatted down.

Helped the little girl wipe away her tears.

"Let's go, the owner of this shop is too dark, your things, I think they must be good things, if you sell them to him, it's not suitable!"

Zhang Yi reminded.

"Uncle, do you want that? My grandfather is sick, and the family has no money to treat my grandfather, and if he doesn't have money to treat him, his eyes won't be able to see me! ”

The little girl said to Zhang Yi with her.

The world of little girls is innocent.

She was worried that her grandfather would not see her business.

That middle-aged woman explained.

"The old man in the family has cataracts and now he can't see anything at all. At the hospital, I asked, if you change some crystals for the elderly, it may cost 20,000 or 30,000 yuan! ”

"The family's money, plus a few relatives scraped together, a total of more than 10,000 yuan, I really can't help it, I can only take this ancestral painting, come out and ask, see if I can sell it for some money...... Who knows, how can this happen? ”

The middle-aged woman's words revealed a bit of bitterness.

Zhang Yi nodded slightly.

He can still hear the truth and falsehood.

"Well, if not, let me see your drawings first. I just need an ancient painting, and if it's suitable, I'll take it! ”

Zhang Yi's words made the middle-aged woman hesitate.

She hesitated for a moment before she spoke.

"Little brother, what do you want to paint...... It's the kind that is worth tens of millions, my painting is not worth much, you definitely can't look at it! ”

Zhang Yi secretly smiled bitterly.

He had to explain.

"What I said just now, it was all from the shopkeeper, I know that his painting is a fake, in order to deceive people, so I deliberately set a trap for him!"

"Auntie, as long as your paintings are good, you don't have to ask for thousands of millions, I'll take the same!"

Listen to what Zhang Yi said.

Boss Ma, who fell to the ground and couldn't get up, was almost angry.

I thought that he was setting up a set for Zhang Yi, but he never thought that Zhang Yi had prepared a bigger set for him. What's even more odious is that Zhang Yi actually cut off his beard in front of him.

Is it tolerable, or is it intolerable?

But.

He can't move!

But.

The shopkeeper who was squatting in the corner next to him quietly dialed the phone.

This way.

The middle-aged woman handed the painting in her hand to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi took the painting over, pulled all the fakes on the table to the ground, unwrapped the newspaper wrapped on the scroll, and slowly unfolded the painting.

Just like Zhang Yi's treasure hunt identification.

This is a picture of the Eighteen Arhats!

A fine in white drawing!

When Uncle Chen saw this painting, he nodded slightly at Zhang Yi.

With his eyesight, he also agrees with this painting very much!

Zhang Yi pointed to Uncle Chen, the cinnabar red seal in the corner next to him, and the inscription of Liu Kongzhao, the sincerity uncle.

See this.

Uncle Chen couldn't help but be amazed.

Isn't that what they are here for?

Unexpectedly.

On the antique street in Wen County, there have been some gains.

Seeing Zhang Yi and Uncle Chen, they didn't speak all the time.

The middle-aged woman was a little worried.

She pulled her daughter and asked timidly.

"Two bosses, can you accept this painting?"

Zhang Yi nodded directly in affirmation.

"Of course!"

"That'...... This picture ...... Can it be worth thousands of dollars? If it's not worth it, don't force the two bosses, I know, you're good people. ”

When a middle-aged woman said this, it was not a cliché.

In fact, she could see that Zhang Yi didn't come to this shop to buy paintings from the boss at all, but definitely to help their mother and daughter out of the siege.

"Auntie, your painting is really good, I like it a lot, more than 10,000!"

Zhang Yi said.

This is also a big truth.

Except for the significance of this painting to Zhang Yi, the few attributes of this painting alone are far more than 10,000. First, the painting, second, the seal and inscription of the Ming Dynasty sincerity, and third, the quality of the ancient painting.

Of course.

Zhang Yi didn't know much about the specific value of this kind of painting.

Therefore, this kind of question can only be asked to Uncle Chen and asked him to give a suitable price.

"Uncle Chen, in terms of the market, you know better than me, otherwise, you can give an estimate, right?"

Uncle Chen nodded.

In this regard, he is naturally a master.

The price he said must be more pertinent, and it will be more in line with the purchase price of ancient paintings.

I thought about it for a moment.

Uncle Chen compared.

"Fifty thousand, how about it?"

This price is about the same as Zhang Yi thought.

The price of this white painting of Arhat in the Ming Dynasty must be above 50,000 yuan, Zhang Yi received it for 50,000 yuan, except for those special factors, 50,000 yuan will definitely not be lost.

There is even the possibility of making a lot of money!

Other than that.

This price is also able to help this difficult family.

After eye surgery for the elderly in the family, there will be some savings that can improve their lives.

Of course.

There is one more factor.

Such a price will not make the other party wonder.

Otherwise, the price is too high, and the other party will think that this painting is a big treasure, a peerless treasure, and maybe it won't be sold after a few words.

That's not good!

Hearing the price of 50,000 yuan, the middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment.

"Is this painting really worth that much money?"

She asked.

In fact.

The price in her heart is two or three thousand yuan, and it is impossible to exceed five thousand yuan at most.

She has three other paintings in her house that look similar to this one.

If this painting can be sold for a few thousand dollars, she will take out several other paintings and sell them, so that the elderly in the family will have the cost of surgery.