treasure hunter

Pei Miao smiled, and replied very cooperatively: "Miss sister, you are so beautiful, of course we have a date!"

Seeing that Pei Miao was so cooperative with him, Xue Yang giggled happily, and said, "Wait for me here, I'll park the car."

Pei Miao made an ok gesture and said with a smile, "Wait till forever."

The security guard at the toll booth of the parking lot was stunned and forgot to raise the railings. Xue Yang honked the horn to remind him, and then he came back to his senses and hurriedly raised the railings, and couldn't help muttering: "Young people nowadays... Are they all so bold?"

Xueyang went in and parked the car, and when she returned to the door, she was wearing a famous brand, a fluffy pink beret, a mask and sunglasses completely covering her face, such a dress, unless it is someone who is very familiar with her, Otherwise, others will not recognize it at all.

"Let's go." Xue Yang said playfully, and left the parking lot side by side with Pei Miao.

Xueyang asked: "Where shall we go first?"

"Just follow me." Pei Miao said while walking, "I haven't asked you yet, what kind of antiques does your grandfather like?"

"I don't know." Xue Yang shook his head.

Pei Miao thought for a while and asked, "Does he collect calligraphy and paintings?"

"I have it at home." Xueyang said, "He has collected a lot of calligraphy and paintings, and he himself often writes and draws in the study."

Pei Miao said, "Then get your grandfather a Wenwan as a birthday present?"

He suddenly thought of the bamboo carving pen holder of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove that he had just picked up. Isn't this a ready-made literary play?

Xueyang asked: "Wenwan? Is it also an antique?"

Pei Miao nodded: "Yes, Wenwan belongs to a category of antiques, that is, ancient stationery or calligraphy."

"I know ink treasures." Xueyang said excitedly, "When people come to my grandpa to ask for calligraphy and paintings, they always say that they come here specially to ask Mr. Li for a calligraphy."

"Someone actually begged for your grandpa's calligraphy?" Pei Miao asked in surprise, "Is your grandpa a master of calligraphy and painting?"

"He is not." Xue Yang laughed, "He has only learned painting for a few years, how could he be a master of calligraphy and painting, people are here to flatter him, and he still thinks that he is superb in painting and calligraphy."

Pei Miao smiled, and asked again, "What price do you think you're buying for your grandfather's birthday?"

"150 million." Xue Yang said, "When my grandfather celebrated his birthday last year, I just gave him a 150 million jade carving birthday star. This year's grandpa's birthday, naturally I have to give it to the same price, otherwise the two old men You have to fight."

"Wenwan of 150 million." Pei Miao couldn't help feeling a little lost when he heard that. The market price of the pen holder of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove is almost 150 million. What a coincidence.

So he hurriedly took off his backpack, took out the pen holder of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove, and said, "I just picked up a pen holder from the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty. your request."

Because all this was too coincidental, Xue Yang couldn't help looking at Pei Miao suspiciously, and asked, "You didn't come here to trick me, did you?"

Pei Miao was taken aback when he heard the words, and then realized that his current behavior was indeed a bit like those liars who deceive laymen with fakes, and couldn't help scratching his head in embarrassment. Then, his eyes lit up, and he said, "If you don't believe me, you can go to a random shop. Antique shop, ask someone to appraise it for you, this is definitely the real thing."

Xue Yang sighed: "Unfortunately, my grandfather just bought a Ming Dynasty bamboo carving pen holder a few months ago, which is about the same size as yours. It is said that it is also the work of a certain master, and it cost more than 200 million."

Pei Miao asked, "Is that real?"

"It should be true." Xueyang said, "My grandfather has been playing antiques for some years, and his eyesight is still good, and he bought it when he visited Panjiayuan with a good friend. His friend was Rongbaozhai. Experts should not be mistaken."

"The experts in Rongbaozhai should not be mistaken." Pei Miao nodded, put away the pen container, and said, "Then let's go shopping around and pick out a suitable Wenwan for your grandpa's birthday."

Xue Yang specifically emphasized: "About 150 million, the fluctuation cannot exceed [-]."

"The price requirement is so strict?" Pei Miao couldn't help frowning upon hearing this. The requirement is really high. Fortunately, the antique market is quite big, so take your time looking for it.

Next, Pei Miao and Xue Yang went shopping in the antique market. The antique market in Qingliangshan Park is very large, with many stalls and shops, but the number of genuine products on the stalls is extremely limited. There are dozens of stalls without a single genuine product. It's normal, and their requirements are a bit high. The two of them walked around for more than an hour without any gains.

So Pei Miao decided to go to Zhao's Antique Store. After all, Zhao's Antique Store is the most famous antique store in Jinling, and there are more good goods in it.

Pei Miao originally wanted to go to the Zhao's antique shop where Mr. Qian was, but then he thought that he had seen most of the things in that shop, so why not go to the Zhao's antique shop on the east side first, maybe there is something Even better, so he took Xueyang through the stall area, took a forest path, and went straight to the Zhao's antique shop in the east.

Ten minutes later, the two walked into Zhao's Antique Store and came to the Wenwan area. Sure enough, they found that there were many good things here. Pei Miao picked out a few things and asked about the prices. Refuse to bargain.

The manager of this store is called Zhao Sheng. Pei Miao has heard of it. People in the industry jokingly call him Zhao Papi, because this Zhao Sheng likes to slaughter customers, and the things in the store are relatively expensive. Customers often complain about him, but it is useless. Because his surname is Zhao, he has a distant relative with the boss of the Zhao Group.

Zhao Sheng refused to compromise the price, Pei Miao was also helpless, and decided to go to Qian Lao to have a look.

He was just about to take Xueyang away when he suddenly saw a 30-year-old young man walking into the store, holding a long painting tube in his hand.

When Pei Miao saw the painting tube, he stopped in his tracks immediately, because he discovered through the supernatural power of his eyes that the painting tube had a circle of light, and the color of the circle of light was actually orange.

A layer of aperture proved to be something from the period of the Republic of China, and it was the first time he had seen the orange aperture so far, which proved that the things in the painting tube had extremely high artistic value.

The young man was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He probably came by car, and the clothes on his body were not very thick.

When Zhao Sheng saw the young man, he hurried up to meet him, and said with a smile, "Mr. He is here, and the shop is full of splendor."

"Manager Zhao is polite." Mr. He smiled bitterly and said, "Please Manager Zhao help me find out how much this painting can sell for, I plan to sell it."

"Come here, please." Zhao Sheng led him to the counter and asked him to take out the painting.

Mr. He took out the scroll, put it on the counter, and slowly unfolded it. A landscape scroll was immediately displayed in front of them, and Pei Miao couldn't help but leaned forward to look at it.

"Hey, the landscape scrolls painted by Dong Qichang in the Ming Dynasty." Zhao Sheng glanced at them, and said with a smirk, "But you have to be mentally prepared, this painting doesn't look like it was from the Ming Dynasty at first glance, it looks like a painting. It belongs to the Republic of China, and there is no signature of Dong Qichang."

Mr. He's heart sank when he heard the words, his expression became extraordinarily serious, and he asked, "Help me see, is it worth 20 yuan?"

Zhao Sheng took out the magnifying glass, said with a smile, "I'll take a closer look and give you an answer." As he spoke, he began to observe the painting carefully.

Pei Miao also observed this painting carefully, and found that this painting was clearly Dong Qichang's style, but if you look carefully, you will find that the calligraphy does not look like Dong Qichang's, and it should be someone else's imitation of Dong Qichang's work .

Dong Qichang was a well-known painter in the Ming Dynasty. The price of his paintings is basically more than one million. If such a large landscape scroll is an authentic work by Dong Qichang, it would be worth at least 200 million.

But there are many problems with this painting. First of all, the paper is not from the Ming Dynasty at first glance. Secondly, the seal is blurred, and the content of the seal cannot be seen clearly. The seal of the painting is equivalent to a person’s ID card, which is the best proof that the author of the painting is Who, but the seal of this painting is actually blurred, it seems that just after the seal was printed, I rubbed it on the wet ink with my hand, blurring the seal.

Such deliberate obliteration of the seal, the word fake is already coming out.

But if you look carefully, you will find that although this painting is a copy, the painting skills are really superb, and the handling of details is no worse than that of Dong Qichang, and it is very rare to be able to imitate Dong Qichang's painting style to a [-]% similarity. .

Zhao Sheng looked at it for a long time, straightened up, looked at Mr. He with a smile, and said slowly: "Unfortunately, Mr. He, your painting is indeed an imitation of the period of the Republic of China. It cannot be from the Ming Dynasty just by looking at the paper. , the signature has been deliberately blurred, I believe you may have gone to another store to have someone look at it."

Mr. He smiled miserably, acquiescing, he pondered for a moment, and asked slowly: "Then... this painting... is it worth 20 yuan?"

"Don't be joking." Zhao Sheng said with a smile, "Although this painting is very skilled, it is only a copy of the painting of the Republic of China, and it is not an authentic painting by a famous artist. For good sake, I will offer you ten thousand."

"Ten thousand?" Mr. He was taken aback when he heard the words, then shook his head and said, "Ten thousand is too little, this is my grandfather's favorite painting, my grandfather is also a painter, he said when he was alive, this painting The painting is the best painting he has ever seen in his life, not one of them, if it wasn't for the tight money recently, I would definitely not sell it."

Hearing this, Zhao Sheng asked again with a half-smile: "Which painter is Grandfather Zun? I don't know if I've heard of it?"

Mr. He was speechless when he heard the words. It was obvious that his grandfather was just a painting lover and had not yet reached the level of a painter.

Zhao Sheng tapped the counter with the edge of the magnifying glass, made a beeping sound, and said with a smile: "Mr. He, it's not less than [-], you should think about it."

"I...I won't sell it anymore." Mr. He always felt that selling his favorite painting for 20 yuan would be a bit of a disservice to his grandfather, and what he needed was [-] yuan. So he decided not to sell.

Zhao Sheng said, "That's your freedom. It's a pity that we couldn't negotiate a deal."

It has to be said that although Zhao Sheng is not a good bird, he handles people and takes care of things without leaking.

Mr. He put away the painting, put it in the painting tube, turned around and hurriedly left Zhao's Antique Shop.

Seeing this, Pei Miao hurriedly followed out. Although Xue Yang was curious, she didn't ask any further questions, and followed Pei Miao closely.

Pei Miao followed Mr. He about a hundred meters away, and quickly chased after him, saying, "Mr. He, hello."

Mr. He turned around to look at Pei Miao and Xue Yang, and looked at Pei Miao warily: "You are from Zhao's Antique Shop, what do you want to do?"