Ma Xiaoda complained that the owner was ignorant and didn't know the cultural level of taking care of the thief, and at the same time sighed that the peers of this Tianjin Gate were really happy.

Fishing for their own territory, is much more powerful than dog food, and it is much crazier than a dog biting people to cross the line when they encounter someone fishing across the line.

It's not a bandit, and no one dares to do that.

Let Xiao Dazigan, who has a stunt, look at the fat sheep and dare not do it, just like worshipping the church with his daughter-in-law but not being able to cave the room, his fingers are itchy.

Ma Xiaoda swallowed his saliva and walked forward with depression. The self-pity almost fell headlong into one person.

He was just about to say hello, but Chang Xian, who was hurrying to catch up, said with a smile: "Dude, you're in a hurry, how is it?" Find a secluded spot for me to take a look at your object?"

"You?"

Although he doesn't have much culture, he can't see the value of the calligraphy and paintings in his hand, but the things that are put in the safe by the owner so solemnly are definitely not something that ordinary people can eat, which is why he came to find the shopkeeper Cao, after all, there is such a big store.

And Chang Xian's clothes are ordinary, looking at the posture is a burden, and it is doubtful whether he can eat his goods.

However, Xiao Dazi hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement, just look at it, anyway, it won't lose anything, and besides, people can't be good-looking, and if you can't keep people, it's low-key and connotative?

The two looked left and right, and then tacitly walked towards the entrance of Nanjing Road, where there were brighter halls and fewer people.

Chang Xian put the package on the ground, let Xiao Dazi grab the shaft rod, hold the shaft head by himself, and retreated, "brushing", and a four-foot square landscape came into view.

When he saw Mu Duanming's hand yesterday, he felt extremely chic, and went back to practice for a while, today this is now learning and selling, although it is still a little jerky, but it is also decent.

Seeing the model of "Xishan Yishi", he nodded, he is now shallow, but this Pu Ru Pu Xinqi still knows.

"South Zhang Beipu" is a double masterpiece in the painting circle of the Republic of China, as a master of the same name as Zhang Daqian, his paintings were worth a lot of money at the time, but this painting only outlined the hills and trees near and far, but did not begin to color and render, I don't know why it was only half completed, it was half of the finished product.

The other is a long scroll of calligraphy, no need to open it, and the inscription on the blue silk on the surface is "Puru Vajra Poruparamita Sutra Authentic". The long scroll opens the first place is "Pu Xinji calligraphy volume", the pen is extremely strong, the pen is volleyed, the turning point sees Zhang Rui's picture, and the payment is Yi Zhai.

"Sure enough, it's Puru's calligraphy!"

Chang Xian slowly opened, calmed down the mood, the long scroll is more than four meters long, in addition to the two seals of one Zhu and one white, but also in the back of their own inscription, not as good as the taste of the taste, see the inscription of the "old Wang Sun" idle chapter, and then look at the many inscriptions behind, there is the word "Yuan Bai" in it, and the heart is determined.

Chang Xian rolled up the scroll, tied the ribbon of the scroll, and stretched out his hand: "Leave the thing, let's take a hand?"

It means that something is on the lookout and starts negotiating.

"Hand on? Hey! I really don't know how to ......."

Xiao Dazi's face turned red a little, and his eyes rolled and said, "I won't tell you, I don't know much about this kind of thing, why don't you make a price?"

Chang Xian laughed and said: "Okay, don't play with these vain heads, the huge Shenyang Dao, you listen and listen, how can there be rules for buyers to bid?"

Xiao Dazi smiled, not embarrassed, touched his head and pointed to the church that was faintly exposed at the riverside crossing, and said tentatively: "Look, I'll tell you the truth, although I haven't read any books, I know that this is a good thing, and the price must be higher than the top of the church at that end." But I don't care how high you shoot, you just give me this number. “

He held out a slap and shook it.

"Five parties? Okay, that's it......"

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't mind, what's the five directions? What's all there is to it?"

When Xiao Dazi heard that Chang Xian's exit was Wufang, he was so anxious that his eyes were about to fly out: "500,000!" It's half a million!"

In the jargon, one side is 10,000, and Xiao Dazi was so anxious that he didn't say anything about the jargon, and asked for money directly. Finding that his voice was a little high, he probed his brain to inspect it, and the tune was immediately pressed down again.

"Huh! Dude, what are you thinking? Did you drink too much or did I drink too much?"

Chang looked at this one with a casual smile: "Do you know the Great Hall of the People?" Do you know the painting in the Hall 1 of the Great Hall?"

seemed to know that he couldn't answer, so he didn't wait for Xiao Dazi to answer, and said to himself: "Look at thousands of ...... of popularity"

"Look at the mountains red all over, the forests are dyed. The river is clear, and hundreds of boats compete for the stream...... "Xiao Dazi continued to talk, the more he read it, the more he read it, the more he went up, there are poems that buddies can pick up, wait for a thousand years!"

"That's it, we have this painting in our primary school textbooks, and when we see the red mountains all over the world, we hang it in the Great Hall of the People, specially used to meet foreign guests, it is the masterpiece of Mr. Li Keran, and it is the highest level of painting in our country......

"How much is Mr. Li Keran's painting? A painting is more than 200,000 yuan! You, a whole semi-finished product, still 500,000 yuan, is this semi-finished product qualified to hang in the Great Hall? 500,000?"

The rapid spray of the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves makes Xiao Dazi a little confused, which one of Li Keran and Pu Ru has high artistic attainments, and whether the paintings hanging in the Great Hall of the People are the highest level paintings in the country, these questions are a bit high, and his Xiao Dazi has a short threshold and can't reach it.

As for whether the price of calligraphy and painting works should not be based on the length, but on the ruler, he didn't ask, and Chang Xian naturally didn't say, anyway, his words were right.

At present, it should be okay to buy a fan of Mr. Li for 200,000 yuan, anyway, the fan, the sketch, the doufang, and the middle hall are all one, and the four-foot paper and the zhangliu gold list are also one, which is fine.

Seeing that Xiao Dazi seemed to be a little stunned, Chang Xian went up and patted him on the shoulder and said: "To be honest with you, let's put it this way, these two things are good things, they are both made by one person, if the Manchu Qing Dynasty is still there, this person may be able to become a Belle Lord, then the price must be high."

Pu Ru was the grandson of Prince Gong of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. The eldest brother was succeeded to his uncle and inherited the title of prince, and as the eldest son of the second room, he was deeply loved by Cixi, and if the Manchu Qing was still there, his father Zaiying's Baylor would definitely be inherited by him.

Well, by the way, his eldest brother, who inherited Prince Gong, later scattered his family wealth and wanted to form an army to restore my Qing Dynasty, but the family wealth was scattered, and the army did not see a single hair.

Chang Xian said unhurriedly: "Put it now, it's also a good thing, put it in the ancient rhyme mountain house Cao shopkeeper, if there is a way, fifty square is not good, forty square is okay......"

"Forty squares? That's acceptable......"

"Hey! Wake up, hey! It's him forty, not you! You are not his son or his son, why are you forty?"

Chang Xian said without a good voice: "The antique shop is not open for three days, it is open for three days, it pays attention to the poor and buys the rich and sells, and the receiving price is generally 20%, and the kind-hearted ones burn high incense for a three-achievement."

"Thirty percent, 120,000?"

"Then you have to be lucky, let's find it one by one, which shopkeeper was lucky yesterday and won the money, and if you can't keep it, you will collect it at a high price!"

"Got a high price?"

"This is a road, and I will give you another way, I have taken a fancy to these two things, but I don't have 120,000, and a total of 100,000 yuan will be added to my body, if you think it will be successful, it will be this 100,000, and there will be no more than one cent, or not, I also thank you for showing me two good things, which made me look good!"