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Chapter 21: Ghost Market Trading (Part 2)

"I have nothing to say about your luck." Ye Zijing was speechless after looking at the snuff bottle. Although there were relatively many good things in the underground ghost market, it was not like Qin Xuebing. After only a few minutes, she picked up a big leak.

In fact, Ye Zijing also saw one or two genuine products, but unfortunately the owner knew that it was genuine products. She insisted on price, so she lost interest in taking action. After all, she came to pick up bargains instead of buying antiques.

If you want to acquire antiques, it is easier to acquire them directly from Panjiayuan. Why bother to buy these items of unknown origin?

"It's really good to have a good character." Qin Xuebing smiled. With energy as a response, it's hard to wander around the underground ghost market without finding a bargain.

"You are so proud, you are still kind? If you have the ability, you can see who can find good things in this street stall." Ye Zijing gave him a blank look and walked straight to the next street stall.

"It should not be difficult to find good things in this place, right?" Qin Xuebing's energy in his body had already sensed. Nearly one-third of the items in this street stall were rich in old energy. It can be imagined that this was definitely a tomb robber's stall, otherwise so many good things would not have appeared.

However, after Ye Qiong reminded that Qin Xuebing was not very interested in unearthed objects, the key was to pick out one of the authentic ones that were not unearthed.

Although Ye Zijing does not have the almost cheating ability of Qin Xuebing, she is very good at seeing things that are open to the door, which are real objects at first glance.

In the antique market, the transaction price of real objects at a glance is usually higher than that of controversial antiques. After all, real objects are easy to sell at a glance, and the collection value is relatively high.

So these real objects at first glance became Ye Zijing's first choice, but after picking up one of the jade pots and spring bottles, she frowned, which obviously had traces of unearthed: "No wonder there are so many real objects at first glance, they were all dug out of the ground."

Thinking of this, Ye Zijing was a little disappointed. Since these were dug out by the stall owner from the geographical area, it was naturally clear that they were genuine products, and it was almost impossible to get a bargain from them.

And she came to pick up bargains, and she wanted to compare with Qin Xuebing, so she would not consider these objects.

"Then find something that is not unearthed." Ye Zijing didn't want to see that guy who looked like I was very good-looking.

In the Shuiyun Pavilion halfway up the mountain, the beautiful snake looked around with a telescope and muttered: "Why can't I find that boy? I have to beat him up."

"Boss, who are you looking for?" Lai Yong was a little curious. Could it be that the enemy of the beautiful snake also came to participate in the underground ghost market?

"It's all your business, I'll keep a close eye." The beautiful snake cursed unhappily, actually looking for Qin Xuebing.

It is true that the beauty is petty. Qin Xuebing ignores the existence of the beauty snake in Cuiwei Teahouse, which makes the beauty snake a little unhappy, and even suspects that Qin Xuebing has problems with his sexual orientation.

Qin Xuebing's sentence "But I don't want to see you again. If I have to add a deadline, I hope there is no deadline" made the beautiful snake worry. If Qin Xuebing didn't mess with him, the beautiful snake would probably feel very uncomfortable for a long time.

If Qin Xuebing knew the thoughts of the beautiful snake, he would be wronged. Who would not be moved by such a beautiful woman? But the key is that when they meet, they will have a premonition of danger. Who dares to get close to each other, of course, they are as far away as they are.

But Qin Xuebing didn't know that the beauty society was chasing from the capital to Shanggala, and he was putting down an unearthed porcelain bowl.

“These two are experts!”

The stall owner was soon sure that every time the things Qin Xuebing and Ye Zijing picked up were cut out of the soil by himself, and his eyesight was absolutely good. But he still couldn't understand why these two men put down after reading it, not even asking about the price, so he asked: "You two, don't look down on the items here?"

"The boss laughed and didn't dare to take action at will." Qin Xuebing replied casually, then picked up a scroll from the street stall.

"He doesn't like this thing anymore, right?" Ye Zijing was stunned for a moment. Although the scroll was not opened, she could also tell from the small part that was leaked that it was not old, and it was probably an old thing.

"Are you just lucky just now?" The stall owner was stunned for a moment. He had a deep impression of this scroll because he called it. Fortunately, he didn't spend too much money and the loss was not big.

However, seeing Qin Xuebing's behavior, he felt a sense of hope in his heart that he might be able to make up for his losses through Qin Xuebing.

Qin Xuebing opened the scroll and found a picture of orchids and bamboo, and the signature was actually Wen Zhengming.

Wen Zhengming (1470-1559), whose original name was Bi, was Zhengming. He was 42 years old and his name was Xing, and his name was Zhengzhong. Because of his ancestors, he was named Hengshan Jushi, and was known as "Wenhengshan". He was a painter, calligrapher, and writer in the Ming Dynasty.

In terms of poetry and prose, Wen Zhengming, Zhu Yunming, Tang Yin and Xu Zhenqing were called the four talented men in Wuzhong. In the history of painting, together with Shen Zhou, Tang Yin and Qiu Ying, they were called the four Wumen schools.

This shows Wen Zhengming's brilliant achievements in calligraphy and painting. Each of his calligraphy and paintings is a treasure that is hard to find. What made Qin Xuebing even more happy was that he actually had the opportunity to collect Wen Zhengming's paintings.

But after watching for a while, Qin Xuebing frowned. The brush styles of orchids and bamboo in the paintings seemed to be in line with Wen Zhengming's style, and it could even be said to be very different.

Wen Zhengming's paintings are both good at landscapes, orchids, bamboos, figures, and flowers, and is particularly particular about landscapes. In his early years, he studied in Shen Zhou, and later devoted himself to Zhao Mengfu, Wang Meng and Wu Zhen, and formed his own style.

The painting style is thick and thin. The rough brush is derived from Shen Zhou and Wu Zhen, and it is also based on the ancient wood, bamboo and stone techniques of Zhao Mengfu. The brushwork is vigorous and vigorous, and it also has dry brush strokes and white calligraphy, which shows the layers and charm in the rough and simple style. The fine brushwork is adopted by Zhao Mengfu and Wang Meng. The background is dense, with less space depth, and the shape is regular. The edges and corners and deformations are seen at times. The brushwork is fine and slightly awkward, and the maturity is seen in the mature. The colors are mostly blue and green, and light crimson is used in the interval, which shows the elegance in the freshness.

Wen Zhengming's fine brushwork landscape is the true painting, with decorative, lyrical, childish, and family-friendly characteristics, which also laid the foundation for the basic characteristics of the "Wu School".

Looking at this painting again, the strokes were soft and smooth, as if there was no focus. It was not much better than the paintings on the roadside stalls. It was simply a rough and indescribable imitation.

But what Qin Xuebing couldn't understand was that the vitality actually felt, which means that this painting was at least from before the Republic of China.

"Maybe, it's just an antique work, but the level of the counterfeiter is too low." Qin Xuebing shook his head. No one dared to take such a rough imitation and give it to anyone, so he couldn't afford to lose that person.

However, Qin Xuebing still wanted to know what was going on, so he used the energy to activate the energy into the inside of the scroll, but he did not find the rich old energy, which was not enough to induced the energy.

"Hey, there is something in the shaft." Qin Xuebing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was finally sure that it was not this painting that caused the vitality to sense, but the things in the shaft.

"It should be a piece of paper." Through the vitality, Qin Xuebing could roughly judge that it was a piece of paper, but the vitality could not replace the eyes, and he could not see clearly the mystery on the paper.

"Boss, how do you sell this painting?"

A piece of paper that was old was carefully hidden. If there was no mystery in it, Qin Xuebing would not believe it, so he had to take it down no matter what, and maybe there would be unexpected gains.

"If you don't choose so many good things, you just like this roll of waste paper. You deserve to be unlucky."

The stall owner was ecstatic and was able to take off the object that was being slashed. He also finished his thoughts, so he stretched out five fingers: "Fifty thousand!"

"Qin Xuebing, you..." Ye Zijing frowned, but she didn't say it out loud. The antiques and other people's business have their own rules and cannot get involved in other people's transactions unless she is Qin Xuebing's girlfriend.

Of course, the main reason is that the value is not large. Even if Qin Xuebing takes a look, there will be no loss. Just treat it as allowing Qin Xuebing to reflect on his "character".

"One thousand!" Qin Xuebing is not a fool. No one wants such a broken painting for 200 yuan unless someone can know the mystery in the shaft like him.

"It turns out that this guy is not stupid!" The stall owner was a little depressed. He originally regarded Qin Xuebing as a fat sheep, but now he seems to be just a shrewd monkey.

But the stall owner was not satisfied. This painting was bought by him at the beginning. It has been several years since he entered the industry. Now he can take action, so as not to worry about it. Moreover, his purpose of bringing this painting to the underground ghost market is also very clear. The transaction volume here is at least 1,000, which is more real than buying two or three hundred dollars outside: "Transaction!"

When Qin Xuebing completed the transaction, Ye Zijing smiled and clapped her hands: "I won't buy it, I won."

Qin Xuebing lost money, but she did not lose money, so naturally she won.

"Beautiful Ye, it's still uncertain who will lose and who will win. This painting is not as simple as the surface." Qin Xuebing laughed. No one knew what mystery was hidden in the paper, but even if there was no mystery, a white paper that was old enough had a certain collection value.

"Stop blowing, it's just a piece of rags." Ye Zijing rolled her eyes unceremoniously. Her eyes were solid, and rags were rags. Could it be that the grass chicken would turn into a phoenix when it flew onto the branches?

"Beautiful Ye, why don't we make a bet, and I will find a bargain or try to get a look?"

"Where is the bet?" Ye Zijing didn't believe that this ragged painting could turn into a treasure.

"If I win, I will exchange an equivalent collection for a fifty treasure." Qin Xuebing did not forget his first collection goal. Ye Zijing happened to have many fifty treasures in his hands.

"If you lose, transfer the Qujiao Daqi to me, Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup is fine." Ye Zijing spoke up. Anyway, there were repetitions among the fifty treasures he collected, so it was nothing to give one to Qin Xuebing.

But if you win, you can get the missing corners or Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup, which are all treasures that you can't buy even if you have money.

"Okay!" Qin Xuebing gritted his teeth and agreed. He believed that a piece of paper that could be preserved in this way was definitely not simple, and its value could not be measured by a thousand yuan.
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