The senior intellectual like old man went to the stall and yelled a few times. However, the old man who set up the stall seemed to have a bad ear, and the people around him felt deafening. However, he was still comparing the price with the other person, which made the old man very embarrassed, so he had to step forward and pat the old man on the shoulder.
The old man responded. Looking back at the old man, he said: "Oh, it's Professor Niu!"
The cow professor said hello, there is no nonsense, directly asked: "have you brought anything?"
"Yes, I have!"
The old man nodded, and then took out something wrapped in linen from the package. At this time, the people around had been attracted by their conversation, and they looked at the roll of linen with curiosity.
When he opened it, the middle-aged man found that there was a painting box in it. The box was a plug-in drawing box. The body of the box was rectangular, and it looked as golden as amber. The paste was crystal clear. Although the style was very simple, it was very simple, and it looked extraordinary.
What makes the middle-aged man excited is that if he is right, this painting box is probably made of huanghuali. The boxes are all made of such good materials. He finds it hard to imagine what the paintings inside look like!
Professor Niu carefully pulled out the lid of the box and took out a calligraphy work inside. Why did the middle-aged man think it was a calligraphy work? Because the scroll was too narrow. He roughly estimated that it was less than 30 cm. He really didn't believe there would be such a narrow painting.
But the reality is beyond his expectation. This painting is really a painting.
The painting is very narrow and not long. The length of the painting seems to be only 50cm or 60cm. Professor Niu opened the scroll bit by bit, looked at it very carefully, and then took out the magnifying glass he had with him.
On the top of the painting is a poem written in a small line, and on the bottom is a pine and cypress. In addition, there are several seals on the top.
Professor Niu was just like looking at some treasures. He went over the whole picture again with the words on the picture, the ink and charm of pines and cypresses, the seal on the cover, the paper of the picture, the mounting of the scroll, and so on.
Professor Niu watched it for half an hour, and the middle-aged man did not feel tired, because he was deeply attracted by the painting.
In fact, the middle-aged man doesn't understand the identification of calligraphy and painting, but he learned from the book that many famous paintings were collected by dignitaries and dignitaries in the past. Generally, people with identity will put their seal on the paintings they collected, and a seal on this painting is just what he recognized, which is called "the treasure of eight conscripts and eight thoughts"
When the middle-aged man saw the seal, he was shocked. He knew from the book that the seal was specially made by Emperor Qianlong in 1790 to commemorate his 55th year in office and his 80th birthday.
The contents of Qianlong's "Bazheng maonian treasure" were repeatedly engraved to 37 square meters, and almost every seal was made by Qianlong himself. The giant seal of "Bazheng maonian treasure" was usually only displayed in palaces, while the small seal of "Bazheng maonian treasure" was often used in calligraphy and painting works.
Therefore, the middle-aged man felt that the work in front of him must be the favorite of Qianlong.
Professor Niu finally finished reading the painting. He carefully put the scroll back into the painting box, and then asked, "how much is this painting?"
The old man didn't answer right away. Instead, he looked around and looked at the expressions of the people. Then he put out a finger and said, "we are old acquaintances, too. I don't want to offer any outrageous price, just ten thousand!"
Hearing the price offered by the old man, Professor Niu was shocked and said: "ten thousand?! It's too expensive! It's too expensive! Five thousand, will you? "
Not only Professor Niu, but also other people were quite surprised when they heard the offer of 10000 yuan. Although there are many 10000 yuan households these days, they still have a very face saving vocabulary. It's no wonder these people around are surprised that a painting costs 10000 yuan.
However, the middle-aged man scoffed at everyone's performance. He was really a group of local veterans, only ten thousand yuan. He made such a fuss! You know, this is Qianlong's favorite ink. You can sell it for at least one or two million yuan. Where can I find such a good thing?
"It's boring for you. I've told you that I don't want to play any more. I'll give you a real price. How can you still make such a ridiculous counter-offer?" The old man shook his head and was determined.
"Make it cheaper. I also earn two dead wages. Ten thousand yuan is too much for me."
With that, Professor Niu looked down at the picture box in his hand, bit his teeth and said, "otherwise, I only brought 7000 yuan today. How about giving you all the 7000 yuan?"
The old man still shook his head.
"Eight thousand!" Professor Niu is in a hurry.
When the old man saw Professor Niu's anxious look, he let go and said, "for the sake of being a regular customer, I'll cut you 10% or 9000 yuan, or you can take it!"
"Don't mention it. It's only eight thousand. It's not too little!" Professor Niu said in a hurry."It's nine thousand. If you say eight thousand more, I won't sell it to you!" The tone of the old man's voice began to take a little annoyance.
Professor Niu had no choice but to say, "OK, nine thousand is nine thousand, but I only brought eight thousand this time. We are also old acquaintances. I'll give you eight thousand first, you give me the painting first, and I'll give you money later. Do you think it's ok?"
"No! Hand in the money and hand in the delivery. It's not negotiable! " The old man's attitude is extremely firm, a hand stretched out to pull the painting over.
Seeing this, Professor Niu had no choice but to say, "then you must keep the painting for me. I'll be right back!" With that, he rushed to the distance.
Around the people, see nothing lively to see, and soon left a clean, only the outbreak of households like the middle-aged man.
"Sir, can I sell that painting?" The middle-aged man said when he saw that there was no one left or right.
The old man shook his head and said, "no, I'm poor, but I can't do that kind of treachery."
The middle-aged man persuades: "Sir, what kind of person should I use this word for? Just now, that person has brought 8000, but he still says that he has only 7000. What's the reputation for this kind of person? If he just talks about it, don't you wait for nothing?"
"This..." The old man seemed to be moved by the middle-aged man's words and hesitated for a moment.
"I'll add two hundred more!" The middle-aged man held out two fingers and shook them.
The old man still looks thoughtful.
"Five hundred!..."
"Eight hundred! Sir, now in the factory, it will take several months to earn 800 yuan. If you only buy rice, it will be enough for a family of five to eat in a year. "
Hearing this, the old man finally moved and asked, "you didn't cheat me?"
"That's it!" The middle-aged man patted the bag he was carrying and said, "let's hand in the money and hand in the delivery."
"Yes! This painting is yours! "
Hearing the old man's consent, the middle-aged man was overjoyed. He quickly counted 9800 yuan from his bag and handed it to him. When the old man confirmed that there was no mistake, he hurriedly left with the painting box. At this time, the old man's face also had a strange smile
Seeing all this in his eyes, Du Hou shook his head again and again, but this kind of thing is not common in the antique industry, but it is not uncommon. Although he despises this kind of heresy, he can't manage this kind of thing. At most, he can only expect that middle-aged man to learn from it.
Originally, it was just a small episode, but what depressed Du Hou was that he met this group of people one after another during his several months in Beijing. Of course, the places where he met these people could not be in the same place, but it made him very angry to see others being cheated in front of him.
So when Du Hou met the gang for the fourth and last time, he couldn't help but go over and try to stir up the scam
Hearing this, Chu Chen suddenly said: "Mr. Du, I want to get your purple clay pot here! But you are really bold. They have a group of people, and you have only one. You are not afraid that they will do you harm when you arrive? "
"I'm not afraid!" Du Hou said with a smile: "as soon as I got to the booth, I thought of this. At that time, I started to withdraw. But just as I was about to turn around and leave, I saw this tree gall pot by accident. At that time, I thought it was a fake, but after a careful look, it turned out that it was not what I thought. This pot is probably a genuine one."
Chu Chen clearly nodded, but he was very concerned about the end of the gang, so he asked: "what happened to the gang?"
Du Hou shook his head and said, "I don't know. Later, it seems that the gang disappeared somehow."
"I know that!" Uncle Wu said with a smile: "that group of people because they have been in the capital's major antique markets, the result caused public indignation, and finally we launched a relationship, caught this group of people, and it was during the strike hard period, the two masterminds may not come out now!"
"No wonder!" Du Hou suddenly said: "don't tell me about it, Xiao Chu. You know I'm not interested in tea ceremony. It's outrageous to put the tree gall pot here. I'll transfer it to you for one million!"
Chu Chen was shocked and said, "how can this be done?"
You know, it's a spring pot, and Chu Chen can be sure that it's genuine. If you want to say its value, let alone one million, even ten million is not much. Therefore, how can Chu Chen accept it?
"All right!" Du Hou waved his hand and said, "I'm an old man. Why do I need so much money? The rest is that you can help me find the reward for yuan blue and white. We'll make a deal about it!..."