Ning Tao's expression turned cold when he heard this. He glanced at the other party with squinted eyes and said in a cold voice, "It's not your thing. Why didn't you buy it just now if you have money?"

The implication is very simple, why are you pretending to be cool? Why ask for the price when you have money?

"you……"

The young man's face immediately turned red when he heard this, and after he uttered the word "you", he could not say anything else.

When the shop owner saw that the two were about to have a dispute, his heart skipped a beat. He originally had no intention of Ning Tao buying it, but just wanted to stimulate the young man so that he could make up his mind as soon as possible. How could he have expected that the other party would be so arrogant and arrogant.

He couldn't let this good business be ruined. Just when he was about to step forward to persuade him, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and an old man with shaggy hair walked in.

"Boss, do you accept calligraphy and painting here?"

As soon as the old man came in, he looked around the store, then focused on the three of them, and said hurriedly.

"Collect it, of course, take a look at the things first."

Seeing the old man's eagerness, the boss turned around and happily agreed.

What the calligraphy and painting shop does is low-cost, high-priced business. Although the old man looks like this, it doesn't look like he has good things, but with the mentality of making a profit, the boss agreed readily.

"Okay, this is a treasure passed down from my ancestors. Boss, you can't cheat anyone."

The old man hesitated for a moment, then took out a scroll from his body, opened it, took out a painting, placed it on the table, and carefully unfolded it.

"Don't worry, old man, our store is a century old and we are absolutely honest."

The shop owner saw that there were so many people of all kinds, so he didn't get angry when he heard this. He promised with a smile, but his small eyes never left the painting.

There was a young man nearby, and Ning Tao lost interest in the few calligraphy and paintings around him, so he immediately came over and became more interested.

"It was actually painted on Chengxintang paper?"

Seeing the material of the paper, the shop owner's eyes lit up unconsciously, and he muttered, completely attracted his attention.

When Ning Tao heard this, his mind couldn't help but move.

He knew something about Chengxintang paper. This paper was rice paper produced in the Huizhou area during the Southern Tang Dynasty. It was as thin as an egg membrane, as firm and clean as jade, thin and smooth, and some were fifty feet long in size.

The tail is even and thin.

It is said that Li Yu, the late emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty, was particularly fond of this kind of paper. He intended to use Chengxin, the place where he read and reviewed memorials, to often store it for long-term use in the palace, so it was called "Chengxintang paper" and was regarded as an art treasure by later generations.

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As for the specific method, it has been lost until now, but I didn't expect to see it here.

Just as Ning Tao's mind was spinning, the old man had already opened the scroll.

This is a rectangular scroll, about one meter long and half a foot wide. Ning Tao glanced at it and took in the entire painting.

I saw that this picture is a beautiful landscape painting, only black and white, but it gives people a sense of hierarchy. There are mountains in the distance, and the mountains are stacked on top of each other, and they are strong and straight. Nearby, ancient pines and mountain springs spread among them. The painting style is fresh and endless.

Like the current work, it gives people a sense of vicissitudes of life.

In addition, there is another inscription in the lower right corner of the painting, which is signed in small seal script, but it may be a little mottled due to the age.

"Huh? Is this...?"

After looking at the painting carefully, and then staring at the signature for a long time, the shop owner seemed to have discovered something, and he looked excited. He hurriedly turned around and took out a magnifying glass, and began to lie on it and read bit by bit.

But only two minutes later, the shop owner put away the magnifying glass, shook his head, looked at the old man with some disappointment, and said slowly, "Brother, if I guessed correctly, this painting of yours belongs to Wu Daozi."

Replica.”

"The boss has great eyesight. How much can he give me for this painting?"

The old man obviously had a certain understanding of him, and he was not discouraged after hearing this. He just stared at the boss tightly and said anxiously.

"how to say?"

The boss stretched out his hand and scratched his hair, as if he was a little embarrassed. After a moment, he raised his hand and said, "Brother, to tell you the truth, Wu Daozi is most famous for his landscape paintings, and there are many imitations. To be honest, if there are no paintings on them, but with this

A piece of paper can be worth a lot of money, but right now, hey..."

The boss was shaking his head, looking a little disappointed.

"I know, boss, I need money urgently, so just give me the highest price."

The old man looked really anxious and went straight to the topic without thinking too much.

"Okay, then I'll make an offer."

Seeing that he had almost whetted the other party's appetite, the boss coughed dryly and said, "You must have visited many stores, so I won't say anything false. If you sincerely want to buy it, I will pay you 60,000 yuan. How about that?"

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Businessmen have a businessman's way of talking. Although this painting is a copy, it also has considerable value. The boss first talked about all the shortcomings of this painting in order to prepare for the current asking price.

"Sixty thousand?"

When the old man heard this, his eyes were full of disappointment, he shook his head and said, "This is too little. Boss, if you give me 100,000, I will give you this painting."

The shop owner chuckled, raised his head and said, "Brother, to tell you the truth, this painting will sell well. One hundred thousand yuan is not a problem, but you have to leave me some profit. So, I will give you another ten thousand yuan."

, if you want, you can keep the painting, if not, you can take it home and keep it for a few years, maybe it will be worth millions by then."

The calligraphy and painting business is very prosperous. It has been open for three years, but it has been open for three years. According to the market situation, it is not a problem to sell this painting for more than 100,000 yuan. However, this business has few generations of profits, and no one is willing to do it. After all, money is tight.

Very powerful.

He figured out that the other party was in a hurry to spend money, and deliberately used words to tease him. This was also a tactic to attack the enemy's heart.

"No, the difference in medical treatment for my wife is RMB 100,000, not even one cent less."

It was obvious that the old man was a little tempted, but then he thought of something and shook his head to refuse.

"Then there's nothing we can do. Brother, please go to other places to visit. If it doesn't work, come back."

Seeing the other party's hesitation, the boss already knew what he was doing, so he immediately issued an eviction order, but secretly said to himself, I don't believe you won't look back!

"Okay, excuse me."

The old man sighed, carefully rolled up the scroll, and was about to leave.

"etc……"

At this moment, Ning Tao suddenly spoke, causing the old man's steps to freeze. He turned around and looked at Ning Tao in surprise.

"Old sir, I am interested in this painting of yours. Can you let me have a look?"

Just then, Ning Tao subconsciously opened the perspective, looked into the painting, and discovered something strange.

“There are layers in this painting!”
Chapter completed!