"Twelve!"

"Six!"

"Twelve yuan, less is not sold!"

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A group of people gathered not far away, and there was a faint sound of bargaining. Qian Yongqiang guessed that these eighty percent were buying and selling calligraphy and paintings or antiques. If it were another commodity, there wouldn't be so many people looking at something that cost more than a dozen yuan.

Because it is a ghost market, if you bargain for buying and selling valuable things like other goods, there are thousands of movers, and for fear of attracting the attention of people with bad intentions, many ghost markets and wholesale markets have their own set of code words. Here, if it is ten yuan, it will be said that one cent, and one hundred yuan。。。。。。 And so on. If you buy and sell valuables at a night market or wholesale market, and the buyer or seller says that the price is one piece, you must not think that it is one yuan, then it may make a joke.

The sound of bargaining came from a stall more than ten meters away from Qian Yongqiang, and from a distance, there were seven or eight black shadows gathered together. Qian Yongqiang had the heart to go over to watch, but he was worried that the calligraphy and painting hidden in the mezzanine of the tricycle would be lost. He hesitated for a moment, but stared at the black shadows gathered together, and listened carefully to their bargaining voices with his ears sideways, for fear of missing a word.

"Six pieces, worth six pieces at most. Look at the condition of your painting: there are several pieces of water damage, and half of the scrolls are rotten. Take it back and have to re-mount it。。。。。。 A slightly hoarse baritone said impatiently. Listening to the voice, through the blurred figure, Qian Yongqiang slightly identified this bargaining person, who was an expert in calligraphy and painting in the ghost market of Chaotian Palace, and claimed to be the first master of calligraphy and painting in the ghost market of Chaotian Palace, "Little Pigtail Li".

"Little Pigtail Li", formerly known as Li Fei, is in his thirties, not tall, lean, but has a few sparse beards on his chin, wears a gray-black jacket all year round, tight black pants with two-joint pointed scalp shoes, and the most distinctive thing is that he has a small braid tied at the back of his head, which is full of literary style. At first, everyone called him Li Fei or "Boss Li". After a long time, everyone got acquainted, and some people half-jokingly called him "pigtail Li", Li Fei was not annoyed, in everyone's eyes, "pigtail Li" was a very easy-going person.

Everyone knows that the level of "pigtail Li" is very high, and every time there is a calligraphy and painting that he likes, even if the seller doesn't understand anything, he dares to open a high price. The calligraphy and paintings that "Little Pigtail Li" can't see, the seller also knows that they are either fake or worthless, so they can be sold for a few dollars. To put it bluntly, "pigtail Li" is a "touchstone" in the calligraphy and painting of the ghost market of Chaotian Palace.

There are many people who "pick up leaks" in the ghost market of Chaotian Palace, only "Little Pigtail Li" can't pick up "leaks", because "Little Pigtail Li" is too famous, and everyone guards against him. Those who buy calligraphy, paintings, texts and antiques take pleasure in "picking up leaks", but sellers take "leakage" as a pain. Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of things, you sell hundreds of thousands, you can regret it for a lifetime, if it is spread out, it will be ridiculed and ridiculed, and from time to time it will be taken out to make jokes, and it is possible to think of finding a short-sighted one. Therefore, it is very important for people who operate the business of ancient cultural games to maintain a normal heart, and they should be downbeat on whether they suffer losses or make cheap. There is a saying in the antique shop called "endless cheap, endless loss".

I saw that there was no one around my stall, and no one nearby noticed my broken tricycle. Qian Yongqiang slowly walked towards the people who bought and sold calligraphy and paintings. But he was still not very relieved, and from time to time he looked back at his tricycle.

"Boss Qian, get rich!" When he got closer, Qian Yongqiang found out that this stall belonged to Huang Youcai.

Finding Qian Yongqiang coming over, Huang Youcai raised his hand to say hello. Last time, it is estimated that Huang Youcai also heard from others, but now looking at this situation, he didn't take it to heart. Seeing Qian Yongqiang, he was still smiling, which means that this person has a very good mentality.

"Hehe, Boss Huang, you just got rich! How can there be a large amount of goods to go? Qian Yongqiang pointed to the calligraphy and painting with scrolls held by "Little Pigtail Li" in his hand.

"How can there be, this "Red Plum Picture" by Zhao Moumou, I bought it for ten yuan, and "Little Pigtail Li" only cost me five yuan, doesn't this make me pay a low price? Huang Youcai spread out his hands and looked at "Little Pigtail Li" very dissatisfied, with a helpless face.

Qian Yongqiang smiled secretly in his heart. You must know that Huang Youcai usually receives goods very hard, even if he encounters particularly good books, calligraphy and paintings, he will not give the seller a regular price, which can really be pressed low and low, which offends many owners of the acquisition station. Qian Yongqiang knew that there were no less than five acquisition stations around Shuiximen, and the owners listed Huang Youcai as persona non grata. Helplessly, this person is very thick-skinned, even if he knows that others don't welcome him, he will pestering others to buy goods.

Qian Yongqiang estimated that this "Red Plum Picture" by Zhao Moumou, whether it is true or not, Huang Youcai will not pay ten yuan to buy it, that is, one thousand yuan, and it would be good to be able to pay one hundred yuan.

Because the price difference between the seller and the buyer is too great, and they are unwilling to give in to each other, they are frozen for a while. At this time, Qian Yongqiang and the people gathered in front of Huang Youcai's booth took a role, and they began to persuade the two of them word by word. In a mixed market, everyone is familiar with each other, and they will "stance" each other when they encounter things. ”

"It's almost sold, and the price of Zhao Moumou's paintings in the market is not very high!"

"Why don't Boss Huang give in more, and you can add more 'pigtail Li'?"

"Twelve dollars is a bit too much, how much is it at auction?"

"This Zhao Moumou's "Red Plum Picture", a four-foot whole, 'pigtail Li', you pay five yuan is indeed lower."

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Some people help "Little Pigtail Li" speak, and some people help Huang Youcai speak. Seeing the excitement here, a few more people came over one after another, surrounding "Little Pigtail Li" and Huang Youcai in the middle.

"It's not that Huang doesn't give everyone face, this painting really can't be cheaper!" Huang Youcai waved his hand at everyone and turned his body to the side. In fact, since "Little Pigtail Li" grabbed this "Red Plum Picture" in his hand and began to ask for the price, he had a bottom in his heart. There is no doubt that this painting is genuine, and if it is genuine, you are not afraid that it will not be sold at a good price, and you can sell it sooner or later.

"If I hadn't received it this morning, I wouldn't have offered such a high price. Besides, this painting is too broken, so it can't be sold directly, and someone has to deal with it, and it costs two or three yuan to get a frame. "Little Pigtail Li" cast an inquiring glance at Huang Youcai and asked, "Seven yuan, a lot?" ”

Huang Youcai didn't answer the words of "Little Pigtail Li", his eyes were half-squinted and he looked at "Little Pigtail Li", thinking psychologically: "How much can 'Little Pigtail Li' cost, eight hundred, one thousand?" One thousand is the price he opened, and the psychological price is one thousand yuan, and he will be satisfied if he can sell it for a thousand yuan. He only spent 60 yuan when he bought it. ”

Seeing that this painting made more than ten times the profit, Huang Youcai was very excited. But on the surface, it has to show that it has suffered a lot of losses.

Seeing that Huang Youcai didn't talk, "Little Pigtail Li" was slightly annoyed, and his hand holding the scroll was slowly lowered downward, but it was not put on the ground, and his hand was still holding the scroll. There are rules for stalls to buy and sell things, and when the goods are placed on the ground, as long as the handle is loosened, it is equivalent to giving up. If "Little Pigtail Lee" dares to put the scroll on the ground, he will immediately be snatched by his peers. You must know that one of Zhao Moumou's paintings, take it back and hang it in the gallery, or send it to the auction house for 15 to 2,000 yuan. Seeing that Huang Youcai's price just now was only 1,200 yuan, it shouldn't be much of a problem to cut it to 1,000 yuan. Besides, after the identification of "pigtail plum", the thing should be good.

"Little Pigtail Lee" is not stupid, his half-put hand stopped there, motionless.

"'Little Pigtail Lee', you give eleven pieces. Eleven dollars, you have to at least double it when you take it back! Seeing the "pigtail Li" seemed reluctant, Huang Youcai approached the "pigtail Li", leaned into his ear and said in a low voice.

", how can there be such a high profit now? Don't look at the high price of calligraphy and paintings in my gallery, but there are not many transactions, and some calligraphy and paintings I can't leave after hanging for several years. Besides, you can't get back a dollar from this thing! ”

'How is that possible?' 'Little Pigtail Li', your ability to identify calligraphy and painting is recognized as No.1 in our ghost market. In Chaotian Palace, your reputation as 'Little Pigtail Li' is really thunderous! ”

Huang Youcai gave a thumbs up to "Little Pigtail Li", and a subtle smirk passed over the corner of his mouth. secretly said in his heart: "Who called you famous!" ”

"Where, where, Chaotian Palace, the ghost market, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, my level is nothing." "Little Pigtail Li" smiled and waved at Huang Youcai. It can be seen that the compliment to Huang Youcai is very useful.

"Little Pigtail Li"'s profound ability to appreciate calligraphy and painting is entirely due to his further study in a Chinese painting academy in Beijing seven or eight years ago. Seven or eight years ago, "Braided Lee" was just an amateur painting enthusiast. Lao Li, the father of "Little Pigtail Li", was an art teacher at a middle school in the city before he retired. "Little Pigtail Li" has been painting with his father since he was a child, and has learned some basic knowledge of art. Ten years ago, he opened a gallery in the "Confucius Temple", but at that time, the level of calligraphy and painting appraisal was too low, and he often bought fakes at high prices, and lost money in less than two years. Later, "Little Pigtail Li" finally made up his mind and closed the gallery to study art in Beijing. After the completion of the study, his calligraphy and painting identification ability has been greatly improved, and he rarely "punches the eyes" anymore. No, the gallery has reopened, and it is said that business is doing well.

"I'll give nine dollars, no matter how high it is, I don't want it!" "Little Pigtail Li" patted the painting scroll in his hand and looked at Huang Youcai.

"Ten pieces of five corners!" Huang Youcai gritted his teeth, and letting the five dimes was like cutting a piece of his flesh, which made him feel distressed.

"Phew, you really deserve to be the famous 'Huang Lizi', and you are very unhappy to do things!" "Pigtail Lee" said hatefully, "I don't want this painting, whoever wants to buy it will buy it!" ”

Although he shouted that he didn't want to, "Little Pigtail Lee" still didn't let go of his hand holding the scroll. "Little Pigtail Li" understands that there are helpers and helpers among the onlookers, but there is no shortage of people who are eyeing each other.

Many of those who open galleries in the neighborhood will go to the Chaotian Palace Ghost Market to find some goods to enrich the gallery. For those who open galleries, the biggest charm of Chaotian Palace Ghost Market is not how many calligraphy and paintings can be acquired, but how many "leaks" can be "picked up" from time to time. There is no shortage of calligraphy and paintings that can be bought for three or five yuan and sold for 3,500 or even 35,000 yuan.

"It's too picky, how can a dozen pieces of calligraphy and painting be triangular and five-cornered!" Hearing Huang Youcai say that he would let him pay five dimes, several people around him couldn't stand it. Especially for people who often buy calligraphy and paintings, they are not less angry with Huang Youcai when they usually do business with him.

"This man is too unhappy to do business。。。。。。"

"It's too picky。。。。。。"

"Eleven pieces of half a day only make five dimes, it's just an 'iron mouth and steel teeth'!"

"It's too normal to bargain for things, ask for a price all over the sky, do you pay back on the spot!" Huang Youcai muttered in a low voice, obviously not as hard as he had just spoken. He didn't want to be angry, after all, most of these people were his old customers, and he would have to rely on everyone to take care of the business in the future.

As he spoke, Huang Youcai glanced at Qian Yongqiang, intentionally or unintentionally. Qian Yongqiang understood. Huang Youcai wanted Qian Yongqiang to help "pull the bend". Usually do business together, and it's normal for everyone to help each other.

"Stop arguing, everyone, listen to me." Qian Yongqiang walked between Huang Youcai and "Little Pigtail Li" and said to them in a consultative tone:

"You see if this is good—Huang Youcai, you don't want ten yuan and five corners, and you don't want nine yuan for 'pigtail Li'. Just ten dollars, make up a whole number? ”

"That's good."

"That's good." The people around also echoed in unison, and they all looked at Huang and Li in unison.

"Since Boss Qian has said so, I have to give him this face, ten yuan is ten yuan." Huang Youcai gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, pretending to be very helpless and painful. For the transaction at this price, Huang Youcai is actually quite satisfied.

Qian Yongqiang looked at "Little Pigtail Li" and cast an inquiring gaze.

"Braided Lee" didn't look at anyone, his eyes were half-squinted, and he kept weighing the scroll in his hand, as if trying to weigh it. Suddenly, he snapped open his eyes, let out a long breath, and said firmly: "Ten yuan is ten yuan, deal!" ”

"Little Pigtail Li" took out 1,000 yuan from his wallet and handed it to Huang Youcai, then put the scroll he had just bought under his arm and turned around to leave.

"Boss Li, wait a minute." Qian Yongqiang stretched out his hand and grabbed the "pigtail Li" who was about to leave, and then turned to Huang Youcai and asked, "Boss Huang, do you still have something to sell to Boss Li?" ”

The reason why Qian Yongqiang asked this question was that he was afraid that the business between Huang Youcai and "Little Pigtail Li" would not be finished, and if Huang Youcai still had something to sell to "Little Pigtail Li", then it would be unruly and immoral to stick a lever sideways and talk about business with Little Pigtail Li. will not only offend Huang Youcai, but also make the people around him despise, after all, it is in Huang Youcai's stall, Qian Yongqiang must first ask for Huang Youcai's consent.

Huang Youcai's mouth is cracked, his two small eyes are narrowed into a slit, and he is carefully checking the money in front of the light, hearing Qian Yongqiang's question, his face didn't turn around, and he shook his head again and again and said: "No, no, Boss Qian, you can do business!" ”

"Boss Qian, what good things did you bring today? Take it out and show it to me. "Little Pigtail Li" smiled at Qian Yongqiang and asked. "Little Pigtail Li" is more familiar with Qian Yongqiang, and has bought a lot of Qian Yongqiang's calligraphy and paintings in recent years, and he is also satisfied with the price and has made a lot of money, so he has a good impression of Qian Yongqiang. Although Qian Yongqiang is not as "literary and artistic" as "pigtail Li", his thin and fair face, coupled with a pair of highly myopic glasses on the bridge of his nose, also looks crepe. Maybe the two still have a little sympathy for each other.

"There are good things," Qian Yongqiang leaned on the ear of "Little Pigtail Li" and said mysteriously, "There has never been such a good thing in the Chaotian Palace Night Market for most of the past half a year." ”

"Who's?" "Pigtail Lee" came to the interest.

"Master Chen's!" Master Chen is a well-known master of fine brush painting in the country, and he can fetch more than 40,000 yuan per square foot at auction. In recent years, the price of works has been "rubbing" upward. His old man's paintings are hard to find in the ghost market of Chaotian Palace.

"Really? Let's go, go and see. "Little Pigtail Lee" was a little surprised, but also a little excited. He knew that Qian Yongqiang was relatively calm, and the credibility of what he said was quite high.

Seeing the mysterious appearance of the two, everyone guessed that Qian Yongqiang must have something particularly good to sell to "Little Pigtail Li".

Hulala, the onlookers just now followed the two of them to Qian Yongqiang's booth.

Qian Yongqiang took out a scroll about half a meter long from the mezzanine of the tricycle carriage and handed it to "Little Pigtail Li".

"Little Pigtail Li" untied the strap of the scroll, handed the end of the "Heavenly Rod" to Qian Yongqiang's hand, and motioned Qian Yongqiang to open the scroll.

After the Chinese painting is framed, you can see that there is a thin rod on the top and a thick rod on the bottom. The thin rod is called the "sky rod", the thick rod is called the "ground rod", and the two ends of the "ground rod" have shaft heads.

Qian Yongqiang pinched the two ends of the "heavenly rod" with both hands, and slowly retreated cautiously. "Pigtail Lee" dragged the ends of the "ground pole" and held a miniature flashlight in his mouth. His eyes stared unblinkingly at the gradually opening painting of flowers and birds in front of him. The painting I bought just now was already on the ground at this time, and I stepped lightly on the tip of one foot.

It was quiet, everyone held their breath, stretched their necks, and stared hard at each other.

"Wow, it's Master Chen's Gongbi flower and bird paintings, about two square feet 。。。。。。" I saw the inscription of the calligraphy and painting with sharp eyes, and excitedly introduced it to the people around me.

"Master Chen's Gongbi flower and bird paintings are now on the market, and a few days ago an auction house in Beijing sold for 80,000 yuan. That one is also two square feet. ”

"If the thing is right, this one will cost forty or fifty thousand yuan!"

"How can the price of the ghost market compare to the price of the auction? Can you get cash at the auction? You can't give a commission at the auction? How much money can I have? Besides, the people sitting there at the auction are all experts, and if the things don't look good, they will be returned, and no one will ask for a thousand. I think it would be good to sell it for 30,000 yuan here. ”

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The onlookers talked a lot, some excited, some jealous, and some envious. Some knowledgeable people took out their own miniature flashlights and leaned forward, and they also wanted to follow to identify the authenticity.

"The thing looks right, the original mounting, the 'wide open door'."

"Not necessarily, the level of people who cheat now is too high, as long as there is something at a higher price, someone has to dig out their hearts to do it. Last month, Huang Youcai's friend Lao Sun, who often sells books in the night market, is not very good at his legs. Lao Sun bought a copy of Li Moumou's character at an acquisition station and spent one or two thousand yuan. At that time, several people looked at it and said that the thing was right, no problem, what 'big open' not 'big open', and finally looked for an expert, obediently, 'high imitation', the last hundred can't go away, it is said that Lao Sun has been crawling in the pile of old books for more than ten years, and he has seen a lot of good calligraphy and painting. It's still 'eye-catching', isn't it. ”

"Huang Youcai, is there such a thing?" At this time, Huang Youcai also came over. Some people began to ask him about the fact that Lao Sun bought calligraphy and paintings to "punch the eyes".

"When did Lao Sun treat me as a friend? We're just familiar with each other. But that's exactly what happened. It's been almost a month since the last 'eye-catching', and my grandson hasn't slowed down, lying at home every day, sighing for a long time. What a hateful person this liar! Lao Sun was originally a disabled person and had a difficult life, these people treated him like this, it was too inferior, and it hurt the heavens and reason! Huang Youcai said resentfully.

After talking about Lao Sun, Huang Youcai stopped paying attention to everyone, turned to "Little Pigtail Li", and asked angrily: "'Little Pigtail Li', how about my brother's calligraphy and painting?" ”

Qian Yongqiang glanced at Huang Youcai, and smiled secretly in his heart: "This leak has also picked up a brother!" ”

"Look again, look again." "Little Pigtail Li" heard Huang Youcai's question, he didn't raise his head, and replied in a low voice. The two eyes widened, scanning back and forth with the aperture of the flashlight on the calligraphy and painting without blinking, sometimes nodding and sometimes shaking their heads, making the people around them confused, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

The most nervous person here is Qian Yongqiang. If this painting is genuine, it can be sold for thirty or forty thousand yuan, which is a huge amount of money for a person who earns seven or eight hundred yuan a month, which is worth two or three years of income; If something is wrong and it is a fake, then all the 2,000 yuan that was taken out yesterday may be lost.

"'Little Pigtail Li', I've been watching this for a long time, is it right, are you going to say something?" After a long while, someone in the onlookers finally couldn't hold back.

"Little Pigtail Li" didn't say a word, and continued to bury his head in the painting, his brows gradually furrowed.

Qian Yongqiang saw that "Little Pigtail Li" looked solemn, and his heart couldn't help beating violently.