Chapter 107: The Hunting Chart of the Son of Heaven
"Okay." Mu Feng parked the car on the side of the street with a smile, and many people showed amazing looks when they saw this old antique. Some car owners in the street shops saw it, and they were so frightened that they hurriedly rushed out of the shops and drove their cars quickly, for fear of rubbing against Mu Feng's car.
That's going to be bankrupt!
It's horrible!
How could anyone come out in such a tyrant's car!
They also don't want to think about it, for most people who don't have cars, they, BMW and Mercedes-Benz owners, are also very scary. Mu Feng, this can only be regarded as one thing and one thing!
When Dad Li found out about this scene, he was a little surprised in his heart and asked, "Xiaofeng, I'm not familiar with cars, your car is not as old as it looks from the outside, it should be worth a lot of money, right?" ”
"It's worth some money." Mu Feng said with a smile.
Li Fei'er said with a smile: "Dad, don't talk about this, let's go to the store and have a look." I'll have to take you to the airport later. ”
"Good, good." As soon as Father Li heard this, his eyes immediately lit up.
As a middle-aged and elderly person in a public institution in his fifties, Li Zigang, a half-retired father of Li, has no other hobbies in his life, except for his enthusiasm for calligraphy, painting and calligraphy.
As soon as he saw the calligraphy and painting shop, he couldn't help but show a happy expression.
Seeing him walk into the store in a few steps, Li Fei'er whispered, "Thank you Mu Feng." You spent a lot of money renting this car to help me, right? ”
"It didn't cost anything." Mu Feng shook his head, if there was any trouble, it was he who ordered the people of the Dragon King Hall to help him get the car to the door of the Hongdu Hotel.
That's all.
However, Li Fei'er didn't believe it. "Don't lie to me, although I'm not familiar with the style of the car, I still know such a big little gold man."
"You tell me how much I spent, and I'll pay you back even if it's in installments."
"It didn't cost anything." Mu Feng couldn't cry or laugh, how could he tell the truth, no one believed it?
Seeing that Li Fei'er still had an expression of disbelief, he had no choice but to speak again: "That's it, it's too vulgar to talk about money, you want to buy me a calligraphy and painting later, it can be regarded as a favor to me, is it okay?" ”
"This, then I'll take advantage of it." Li Fei'er opened her mouth, a little hesitant.
Mu Feng glanced at the things in the calligraphy and painting shop, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and said with a smile: "That's not necessarily. ”
"Uncle, have you made your choice?"
"Not yet." Li Zigang said with a smile: "The calligraphy and paintings here are quite good. Xiaofeng, come and see, this painting is from the hands of modern painter Wang Feng, this splash ink painting method is perfect, it is a good thing. ”
"Ouch, this gentleman has good eyesight. No one has withdrawn money from this painting, so you recognize it, admire! The shopkeeper walked over with a smile and praised.
He was not tall, but he was not fat, he had no beard, his hair was very thick, like a watermelon head, and he took a few things in his hand and handed them over.
"Take a look at these calligraphy and paintings, see if you are satisfied?"
"Ouch, I'll take a look." Li Zigang unfolded the calligraphy and paintings, looked at them one by one, was very satisfied, and said happily: "It's all good things." Especially this Bada Shanren, it is definitely genuine. ”
"It's just a pity, I'm afraid I can't afford the price."
"Don't worry, I pay attention to fate in business, and the price is not a problem." The shopkeeper laughed and said very happily: "I think you are a real person, sir, you can give a price, and you can pay as much as you can." ”
"This!" Li Zigang was stunned. "The authentic works of these Eight Mountain People are at least two or three million, and I can only produce two or three hundred thousand at most."
"I think it's better to forget it."
"Don't mind, I said that I pay attention to fate, 300,000 is 300,000, I'll sell it to you." The shopkeeper smiled: "I believe that this painting is in your hands, so it will not be ruined." ”
"Boss, you ......" Li Zigang couldn't believe that there was such a good boss in the world! It's just the price that even my wife has paid!
Seeing him hesitate, the shopkeeper immediately said with a straight face: "If you suspect that I am a fake, then forget it." ”
"No, no, don't get me wrong, boss, this is definitely the real thing! It's just that I'm embarrassed to take advantage of you so much! Li Zigang hurriedly said.
The shopkeeper laughed and said, "Nacheng, you write me an IOU, this painting will be sold to you for 2 million, and you can pay me back in ten years." ”
"Really? You're welcome. "Li Zigang is overjoyed!
He was about to write down an IOU, but unexpectedly, Mu Feng reached out to stop his arm at this time, and said with a smile: "Uncle, I think it's better not to take advantage of others." ”
"Our conditions, it's good to buy those two calligraphy and paintings. Boss, please take it. ”
"Oh, young man, I don't mind, you don't have to." The shopkeeper said with a smile, not to get the two calligraphy and paintings.
Mu Feng shook his head and said, "There is a need to mind." Uncle, if you buy three million things in installments of two million, it's not very reasonable. What do you think? ”
"Alas, Xiaofeng, you're right, I'm so fanatical that I almost lost the most basic courtesy." Li Zigang sighed, shook his head and said, "Forget it, boss, bring those two calligraphy and paintings, let's buy that." ”
"Okay, then." The shopkeeper hesitated a little, with a hint of unwillingness on his face, but seeing that the two of them seemed to be really determined, he had no choice but to turn around and take the two calligraphy and paintings that Mu Feng said.
These two are modern works, this copy of Wang Xizhi's "Orchid Pavilion Preface" line calligraphy 50,000 yuan, this "Autumn Mood" is the work of modern painter Zhang Hui, the price is 40,000 yuan. Fair price, right? ”
"Okay, I bought it." Mu Feng nodded.
Li Fei'er immediately took out a card and paid the money.
A few people got into the car with calligraphy and paintings, and Mu Feng asked with a smile: "Uncle, you choose these two first." ”
"Let's just this 'Autumn Mood'." Li Zigang's mind was still on the authentic handiwork of the Bada Shanren, and he had no interest in the two calligraphy and paintings at the moment, so he pointed to one casually.
Mu Feng smiled and said, "Uncle has a good eye." ”
"Huh." Li Zigang couldn't cry or laugh, what kind of vision is this.
When he was wondering, he suddenly saw Mu Feng dip his fingers in some pure water, rubbing against the edge of the paper! "You, what are you doing here? This can damage the calligraphy and paintings...... There is one more layer!! ”
"Not bad. Uncle, please see this painting for what it really is. The corners of Mu Feng's mouth hooked slightly, and he smiled and opened the layer of "Autumn Mood", revealing a layer of paper underneath!
I saw that it was a hunting picture! Thousands of troops, flying eagles and lackeys, arrows rain in the sky, magnificent. One of them wore gold armor and a jeweled gold knife at his waist, and his weapons were extraordinary!
Li Zigang glanced at it a few times, his eyes widened, and he lost his voice: "Hunting map of the Son of Heaven!" ”