Lu Dian covered the fine silk again, raised his head and said, "How much does it cost?"

The middle-aged scholar suddenly laughed in his heart, this stupid fish took the bait. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The middle-aged scholar said with a straight face: "You also know that the things from the north are not cheap, let alone such a big box." ”

"Just tell me how much it is, right?" Lu Dian was determined to buy something written by this strange man with the same name and surname as himself, which was very interesting to study and could not be given up. I thought that there was a strange man with the same name and surname as myself in the north, who was only destroyed in the war because of the evil calamity, and now I had to solve his unknown secret and talk to him. As soon as he thought of this, Lu Dian felt in his heart that this was a great fate, and he had to buy it no matter how much money he had.

"You have to ...... anything," the middle-aged scholar quickly calculated the price in his heart. This is really hard to price. It's not appropriate to be too high, but too low doesn't reflect the identity. He pondered for a long time before saying, "No matter what, I will get twenty taels of silver." ”

Lu Dian was already ready to be slaughtered in his heart. He knows that things are expensive here, and most of his pocket money is invested here. Today he brought with him ten gold leaves given by his grandmother, that is, one hundred taels of silver. I was prepared to lick my face and bargain with him if it exceeded this amount, and I must buy this box of things. I didn't expect that Shuge, which has always been so expensive that it hurts to make me feel painful, actually gave me a price lower than the psychological price. Lu Dian said almost without any hesitation: "Okay." After saying that, he touched two gold leaves from his bosom and placed them on the table of the middle-aged scribe.

The middle-aged scribe was directly dumbfounded. Xindao: Damn, the price is low. He has been dealing with Lu Dian for more than a year, so he naturally knows his character. Although this guy is rich, he will not do more than he can do, and this kind of control is rare in young people. So when he quoted, he was estimating how much money Lu Dian had brought, and if he wanted to say that if this pile of waste paper was put in the tattered market, let alone twenty taels, no one would ask for twenty cents. But it's different here, as long as he calculates the silver in Lu Dian's pocket, it's almost the price, this guy will generally hesitate for a moment, and then agree. However, today is really refreshing, it can only show that he definitely has more than twenty taels on him, and he is a fat sheep.

Lu Dian packed up the pages on the table and carefully put them back into the box, and carefully covered the box. With this box of treasures, Lu Dian felt happy in his heart. He had never bought such a large box of books from here for twenty taels of silver, and he had earned it, and he had made it. He was about to leave, but the middle-aged scholar hurriedly stopped him and said, "Hey, what do you say you are in a hurry?" I've got some good stuff here, don't you want to see it?"

"No, no, there's something to do at noon. Lu Dian was in a hurry to go back to celebrate his grandmother's birthday, if it weren't for this matter, he would dare to buy such a box of strange books, and he would be burned to ashes by his father when he went back. But it's okay today, with grandma pressing, everything is safe.

"Don't worry. You don't want to see this painting that I just got back from Qincheng in the north?" The middle-aged scholar couldn't let Lu Dian, the fat sheep, run away, and hurriedly threw out the bait.

Lu Dian got a baby today and wanted to run away, but after a pause, he frowned again and said, "You keep it for me, and I'll come back next time." "I'm going to go out.

"It came out of the same place as the pages. The middle-aged scholar couldn't make up a lie right away.

Lu Dian paused suddenly, turned around and said, "Take it and take a look!" He is just a calligraphy and painting idiot, and he usually can't walk when he hears this.

The middle-aged scholar smiled smugly. This big fat sheep is here, if it doesn't get clean and slippery, can this Hongliu Lane still be called a golden cave? The middle-aged scholar walked around the back of the counter and pulled out a few pieces of paper from it and threw them in front of Lu Dian. Lu Dian frowned, and just drew on the paper, he knew that it was not a good painting, because he didn't even bother to watch it. And it's full of wrinkles, apparently scrapped by someone else. He frowned and looked at the middle-aged scholar, obviously not satisfied. He's a calligraphy and painting fanatic, but not an idiot.

The middle-aged scholar couldn't see Lu Dian's expression clearly, but when he saw that he didn't react, he knew that this thing had not succeeded in arousing his interest. He smiled and said, "Guest, don't underestimate these scrap paper-like paintings. Do you recognize what kind of paper this is?" the middle-aged scholar handed a few pieces of waste paper to Lu Dian.

Lu Dian stretched out his hand and touched it and looked at it carefully, because the painting was buckled on the table, and he didn't see what was drawn on the paper, but this paper was indeed a little different from ordinary drawing paper. It's not cooked or raw, and it feels a little delicate to the touch, and it feels like a good paper, but I can't see the way. This should not be, with my own understanding of calligraphy and painting, there is no famous paper in the world that I don't know, especially such a unique texture of paper, should not be unrecognized. Unless, this is a paper specially for cultivators, and the folk do not have it at all.

He looked up at the middle-aged scholar, hoping that he could explain. The middle-aged scholar smiled: "Heh, I've seen it for a long time." Don't say it, it's the first time I've seen this kind of paper. If it weren't for the fall of the north and the fall of several Jinshu clans, how could these things flow to you and me. I'm afraid I haven't seen a glimpse of fate in my life. ”

"Don't beat around the bush, this is the paper used by cultivators?" Lu Dian asked.

"Say you're a connoisseur, you're a connoisseur. Indeed, this is the life paper used in Wendao Xiuzhen. And now these few in front of you are the life papers of the life papers, the life papers specially used for painting, which are very precious, even among the cultivators, not everyone has ever seen them. The middle-aged scholar threw off his arms and began to blow. However, most of what he said was not particularly blown, because such a thing as a life paper was rare even among cultivators, to be exact, only cultivators who practiced painting would use it. There are very few cultivators who practice painting, so the mortals who have seen this kind of paper are almost equal to zero.

"I'll see what this painting is. Lu Dian wanted to turn over the drawing paper and take a look. But he didn't want the middle-aged scholar to hold down the drawing paper and said: "Guest officer, this is not something that can be seen casually, there is a secret of cultivating the true painting technique inside, anyone can take a look, this thing is not valuable." ”

"Then you can't let me buy it without looking at it, right?" Lu Dian was also a little displeased.

The middle-aged scholar thought for a while and said, "In this way, you can only watch one if you want to." But to put it bluntly, if you want to buy this, these five have to be packed together. ”

"Yes. Lu Dian nodded.

The middle-aged scholar couldn't help but smile in his heart. This life paper is a life paper, but unfortunately I don't know what ghost drawing talismans are drawn on it, and I am afraid that it is left over from the practice of those painting cultivators, and I can't see it at all just by looking at the painting, so I can throw it to myself to sell. The middle-aged scholar flipped through one. Lu Dian frowned when he looked at it.

On this white paper was a strange fox with nine tails. The strange fox is not the most surprising, the most surprising thing is that Lu Dian looked at the faint light and shadow flickering in the upper right margin of this painting, and he couldn't see it really, and he didn't know what it was. This is the painting painted by the cultivators? It's so strange, I don't know what the faint light and shadow are. Lu Dian thought about it, and rubbed it with his hand, but he still couldn't see clearly.

The middle-aged scholar hurriedly turned over the drawing paper and said, "How about it? Not everyone has the opportunity to buy this." ”

"How much?"

"One hundred taels is not too much, twenty taels and one piece, you can't afford to lose. The middle-aged scholar raised an eyebrow. I still don't believe it today, and I can't clean the silver on your body.

Lu Dian thought for a while and said, "I didn't bring that much money, forget it." "He's really in a hurry today, so he doesn't want to entangle with a middle-aged scholar here.

The middle-aged scholar saw that he was leaving, and hurriedly said: "I have to get it, I will suffer a loss, seeing that you are an old customer, you can make a price." ”

Lu Dian looked at the strange painting, and his heart was not itching, it was fake. He said, "I only have eighty taels on me." ”

The middle-aged scholar pretended to sigh, but in fact, he was relieved, if this kid only had a dozen or twenty taels on him, he really wouldn't dare to sell this life paper. This paper alone is worth this price, although it will be slightly cheaper if it is waste paper, but the life paper is worth this price, which is different from the waste paper just now. Now this kid actually said that there are eighty taels, so he can't blame himself.

"Okay, okay, eighty taels are sold to you. The middle-aged scholar pretended to shake his head and sigh, giving people the feeling that he had suffered a big loss.

Lu Dian paid for the painting and walked out of the alley, just went out to look at the drawing paper with the fox on it, and the faintly flickering halo in the upper right corner suddenly became clearer, as if it was written something! Frightened, Lu Dian's hand slipped and the alley fell to the ground. The middle-aged scholar pushed the door out and said, "Hey, you can be careful." The contents of this box are not dropped. ”

Lu Dian nodded again and again, holding the box and trotting out all the way. There is definitely a way for this drawing paper, don't let the middle-aged scholar regret it. He trotted all the way except for the backyard, which was a zigzag cloister, and on both sides were the residences of Yingying Yanyan. Lu Dian walked around the side quickly, and saw a man with a gloomy face enter the small door, followed by a maid dressed in red.

Gongzi found that Lu Dian was looking at him, and glared at Lu Dian coldly. Lu Dian hurriedly lowered his head and went out. The boy walked along the corridor, his handsome appearance and gloomy temperament naturally attracted these rouge gouaches to laugh. The gloomy-faced boy said coldly: "Yu Nu'er, let them shut up, otherwise I will personally take action to make them shut up completely." ”

When Lu Dian came out, the little scholar was stunned for a moment and said, "My son-in-law, you want my life." ”

Lu Dian looked inside the door and said to the little scholar: "Hurry up, I have something to do today." Don't let people regret it for a while, go quickly. ”

The little scholar muttered, "Don't worry, no one will come to you." This thing is also pleasing to your eyes. ”

"Don't be poor, go quickly. Lu Dian didn't know why he felt uneasy in his heart. He always felt that what he was holding was important, but he didn't want people to find out. He urged the little scholar to run along the quiet alley, and out of the alley, he called a carriage and went straight to Dongcheng. (To be continued.) )