"I think there's still a lot of time!" Leng Huaping came to the first store first.

Qingmo Xuan, a small calligraphy and painting family. Leng Huaping walked in with a veil on her face, and before she could speak, someone stepped forward.

"Yo, Miss, what are you going to buy, we have everything in Qingmoxuan!" The shopkeeper came out first with a humble face.

Leng Huaping looked at it and was still a little satisfied, so he said: "Zhang Wangxi's Songshan picture." ”

Leng Huaping casually said the name and painting of a great Confucian from a family, only to see that the shopkeeper frowned, and before he could speak, the person below took something to Leng Huaping and said, "Miss is really lucky, this is what we just received yesterday." ”

The cold painting screen was spread out and looked, and without saying anything, I heard that the guy kept saying that this painting was hard to come by, but the shopkeeper next to him looked awkward as if he wanted to let the cold painting screen not buy it, which made people feel that this guy was the real shopkeeper.

Leng Huaping didn't say anything superfluous, and asked directly: "How much has this Songshan picture been sold?" ”

"This is Zhang Wangxi's heirloom work, how can the price be low!" The guy said without exaggeration.

Leng Huaping also knew that this was a means to raise the price, and said nonchalantly: "How much is it, you just say it." ”

"Ten million taels of silver!"

"Just such a picture dares to ask for 10 million taels of silver, why don't you grab it!" Silver Candle exclaimed.

But the guy said with a natural look: "How do you talk this girl, this is Zhang Wangxi's heirloom, 10 million taels is still cheap for your young lady!" ”

The cold painting screen didn't feel like it was pitted, but just lowered his head and whispered to the silver candle, and then sat on the chair with a smile on his face, waiting for the silver candle to return.

And the guy thought that the silver candle was leaving to get the silver, and he was more enthusiastic in front of the cold painting screen and said that the painting was good.

Leng Huaping took a sip of tea and said to the gushing guy: "Go and take out all the calligraphy and paintings in your store and let me have a look." ”

One of the guys came to a big deal, so he hurriedly beckoned others to help. And only the shopkeeper stood aside and struggled.

"Shopkeeper, Miss Ben wants to buy calligraphy and paintings, don't you recommend them?" Leng Huaping still had some respect when she spoke, after all, the shopkeepers of all the shops were her mother's relatives, that is, the sons of the Xue family in Jiangnan.

"Miss, listen to my advice, these words and paintings are like your eyes!" The shopkeeper approached the cold painting screen and said in a low and anxious voice, "These calligraphy and paintings are fake!" ”

"What nonsense are you talking about to Lao Tzu!" As soon as the shopkeeper finished speaking, he saw the guy from before kicking over, and he didn't look fierce.

Leng Huaping watched this scene, and only felt that he hadn't seen anyone more fierce than her for many years.

"Miss, don't listen to his nonsense! Our calligraphy and paintings are all real. The guy was so busy explaining that he didn't notice the person standing at the door of Qing Mo Xuan at all.

"Whether the shopkeeper is talking nonsense or not, I still hope that Lord Huang will decide!" Leng Huaping nodded at Lord Huang Linyu at the door, and at the same time saw Huang Junnuo following behind Huang Linyu.

"Come on, arrest this bully for me!" Huang Linyu didn't say a word, and gave an order to the officials beside him.

"My lord, you don't distinguish between innocent and random arrests, I will go to the emperor to sue you!" The guy said fearlessly.

For a while, people will wonder who gave him such a big breath.