Chapter 147: Fame (300 plus changes last month)

Kangxi returned to Beijing, and Rehe was quiet again. The weather is getting colder, and the days are better in the Northeast, and you don't need to say hello, and you don't need to say hello.

Of course, our eighth child is definitely not a barbecued pork, and he will never write a few romantic letters in one go, put them in order, take one at the point, and then write this kind of bad thing when he runs out.

However, these have nothing to do with Xia Mo, she knows that she doesn't need to say it herself, Lao Ba will also bring her own in the fold, she has not spent the winter in the real Northeast, the world of ice and snow, everything is a novel world for her, go out to play on a sleigh, watch Lao Ba hunting, playing treasure, it's okay The two of them also held hands to watch the farmer feed the fox, and the life was really colorful.

A good life often makes the heartless old man sigh, 'It's so nice that no one is up there'. Of course, after saying that, Xia Mo or Su Malagu will give him an iron sand palm. What kind of person, it's over when you know it in your heart, why do you say it? What should I do if I get used to it?

Of course, you can't just do something right, so now the two of them have a lot of time to draw. Of course, the purpose is different, Xia Mo is purely boring, when it is too cold, Su Ma is not allowed to go out, and can only be locked up at home to paint, so Su Ma, the four maids, and the eighth child are all her models, of course, they will also draw some cards to read and write, and when they send them to Anzhi, they will also be sent to Niu Hulu's to the eighteenth by the way.

The eighth is more utilitarian, the eighth opened a Bogu Zhai in the Liuli Factory, the shopkeeper is invited, and the owner is actually the outside master of the Xiao Tang family, the Tang housekeeper. None of them are in Beijing, and the affairs of the industry are all handed over to the Xiao Tang couple.

Selling famous calligraphy and paintings, as well as seal stones, ancient books and so on. He didn't have many paintings that he was satisfied with, so he just threw his paintings one at a time and inserted them in the paintings of famous artists to test the water.

The opening of the new store will be lively for two days. Of course, see more, buy less. Originally, this industry was not open for three years, and it was open for three years. Anyway, they all know that the owner is the owner who is not bad for money, so they take the high-end route in this store, and they don't sell it if it's not fun.

Of course, their main task is to stare at the owner's paintings, to see if anyone likes them, and what the highest price they can get. When he comes to Bogu Zhai to be the shopkeeper, his eyes are also measured. I know it's a good thing, but the trouble is that it's not famous, and the painting is too new. The owner refused to come out to build momentum, so he only put it together silently, and if someone paid attention, he would say a few words, and no one would ask or publicize it.

Fortunately, someone will ask the price soon, and the meaning of the eighth child is to ask about the market. Naturally, the shopkeeper can't be the master, and he can't say, 'You look at it!' In this case, the proprietor can eat himself alive. I thought for a long time, 'This doesn't sell. ’

He couldn't help but say that, at that time, everyone didn't expect anyone to ask the price, and the big butler Tang always thought that the little master was just fun, and he was the prince. How can you sell paintings? So he didn't think about selling the master's paintings at all, so he just let them be put on the table, and didn't talk about the topic of selling.

"Why don't you sell it? What you have is silver! "The man returned the shaft. It is estimated that people just look good, and the others are marked with a very expensive price, and there is no price marked for this, so it is estimated that it can be cheaper, so I asked, and the result is that I don't sell it, isn't this looking down on people?

"It's really not for sale." The shopkeeper is about to cry, your name is 'master', isn't the "master" in the back more difficult? Hurriedly asked someone to invite the owner, and he cried and apologized to others.

So the shaft uncle began to slap the table and smash the chair, he had to buy it, people are like this, he can't let him lose his temper, the more this is the case, the more he can't show weakness. Besides, there are still so many people on the side, where will the face of the 'master' be placed in the future?

So it attracted a group of onlookers, not onlookers, can't be, isn't this new, generally forced to buy and sell, how can you give money and refuse to sell?

The Chinese are good at this, they are nosy and appear to be cultivated, so naturally the passer-by A came out to persuade and asked what happened, and the passer-by A looked at the painting. It's not that person who knows how to draw, but I'm embarrassed to say, thinking about competing like this, I'm afraid it's a peerless good painting, so I asked the shaft uncle how much money he was willing to pay, and the shaft uncle shot a leading ticket, which was really wealthy. Passerby A compared the famous masterpieces on the side at this price, thinking that there was a surplus, so he persuaded the shopkeeper with good words: "It's hard to buy a good heart, this gentleman is full of sincerity, and the shopkeeper will refuse, and then you will think that you are deliberately taking Qiao." ”

"This gentleman, the little one is really not Najo, this painting is entrusted by the owner to hang here, and the owner does not give the actual price. Forgiveness of sins. ”

"Why don't you hang it up?" Uncle Shaft is gone.

"Look at what you said, there is still dust hanging on the wall, do you buy it?" Butler Tang finally arrived, he had been watching for a while, mainly to see if there were acquaintances around, in case he ran into a number of people, his ass would not be enough for people to kick. Seeing that there was no one, I slowly came out with confidence.

"The owner!" The shopkeeper had to pounce. It's like finding an organization, tears are rolling in the eyes, so that the people around them are excited, is there such a bullying? I was scared to cry when I saw the shopkeeper.

The butler of Tang patted the shopkeeper very stylishly, sat on the Taishi chair on the side of the case, and said slowly, "I won't tell you, this painting is not for sale, even if it is sold, your little silver is not enough." ”

"Isn't your Tang Yin here only 1,200 taels?"

"Of course, Tang Yin is only worth one thousand two hundred taels." Tang Da smiled, he knew who Tang Yin was! Uncle Bai glanced at Uncle Axis. looked at the "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping Picture", "I see it clearly, this painting is what the Lord of Long Live said, saying that the courage is greater than that of the Bada Mountain People." Do you compare this painting to that Tang Yin? ”

The look in the eyes of the big butler Tang was eager to incite his mouth.

"Who is this Ten Thousand Horses Hall Master? You brag! "Uncle Axis is a little stage frightened, seeing that Tang Da is dressed as a banner person, his momentum came down unconsciously.

"It doesn't matter who it is, if you really like it, I still have one here, but there are fewer horses, just one, and the dragon head ticket is barely enough." Tang Da didn't want to make too much trouble, this fool took it for granted that Ma Duo was more valuable. But also, there was a painter in the Tang Dynasty who collected money according to the horse's hooves, how much is a hoof, once painted a lying horse, no hooves, people did not give the money to the sleeping horse, so angry that he jumped to his feet. The question is, can the eighth be compared to that one?

The shopkeeper took a lone horse from behind, the pony on the green grassland licked his hind hooves leisurely, very leisurely beauty, in fact, the two artistic conceptions said, this one is easier to win favor, the eighth is very good at grasping the details, and the sketches he painted are very much loved by Xia Mo.

"This one is good!" Even passers-by were amazed.

Uncle Axis was embarrassed to make trouble again, although he felt that a big ticket was only exchanged for a pony, and his heart was dripping blood. But when it comes to this, who can say anything, let people leave after wrapping up. Tang Da was still distressed, shook his head helplessly, and carefully hung "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping" on a separate wall, with a strip pasted on the side, this painting is not for sale!

After receiving the leading ticket, he went home and wrote a letter to the eighth child, reporting what happened today, and by the way, he made his image extremely tall. Of course, he told the eighth child with infinite grief, 'I sold the foal today, and I can't close the scene if I don't sell it, and I see too much excitement, I'm afraid that if I am seen by the imperial history, I will cause trouble for the master...... In the end, I was extremely ashamed and said that it was only sold for a thousand taels! ’

It was half a month after Lao Ba received a thick letter, he thought something was wrong, he wrote so much, read them one by one, and laughed so much that it was earth-shattering, which shocked Su Ma and Xia Mo, and he didn't bother to ask, he took out the letter and read it himself, and after reading it, Xia Mo also sprayed.

"Are you sure this isn't a play between the grandman and the shopkeeper?" Xia Mo finished laughing, talked to Su Ma for a while, and immediately thought, isn't this one of the typical modern fraud methods? First said that it would not be sold, and then someone came to persuade it, and then came out to speak and be able to count, and then flickered, and used another shoddy picture to deceive people into buying it.

"Do you look like that? Tang Da never thought that his master really wanted to sell paintings, and he didn't know how to paint, how could he come up with this trick? It's just a coincidence. I'll write back to him, and by the way, I'll bring a few more back, and "Ten Thousand Horses Galloping" won't be sold, and I'll leave it as a treasure in the town. Others, however, can be slowly put out. ”

"Aren't you afraid that Huang Ama knows?"

"What are you afraid of, I don't steal or rob, I make money with my ability, who dares to say that my master is not, my family is looking for teeth all over the place." The old eight cowhide coaxed into the study to write a letter.

Xia Mo shook her head with a smile, thinking about it, "Hug the painting, you clean up, clean up the New Year's gifts to be sent to Beijing, and I will write a letter to my grandmother, and ask her to send the ingredients in the Zhuangzi to each family, anyway, my grandfather and I are not here, so let several aunts and grandmothers go back to their parents' homes for the New Year." ”

"Do you want someone to follow the car?"

"Do you want to go back and see, if you want to go back to celebrate the New Year with your mother, go back with the car, if you don't want to, just be escorted back by the guards."

The four maids glanced at each other and shook their heads, it's not that they don't want to be the old man, it's just that when they get here, the emperor is far away, and there are not so many things, but they are rare and comfortable.

"You can't let Niang Laozi say that you have forgotten them, pick some rare things sent by Zhuangzi and put them on the signature paper, which can be regarded as your filial piety. There is one piece, don't put silver, I can't say clearly. If you really want to bring back the silver, I will write a letter to ask the grandmother to pay from the account in Beijing, you write the number, put it in the bag, and let the mothers and sons have a number. ”

"Please, master!" The four maids smiled, coming out to work at such a young age, to put it bluntly, they just wanted a few living money, and now the master has opened his mouth, which also saves them from worrying about what is missing on the road. The four of them happily went out to clean up.

"It's getting more and more in charge." Su Ma smiled.

"Are you out of school?"

"Now that Mama Su knows, you haven't started at all. I don't want to get started, it's okay, it's good to follow the eighth master like this, and live a confused life. Su Ma smiled and waved his hand.