The craziest son-in-law

Chapter 41

"Mr. Lin, what do you think!"

Fatty Zhao complimented: "Everything here has been appraised by professional masters from the auction house, and it is guaranteed to be genuine. It is most suitable for gifts or collections!"

"Well, something good!"

Lin Xuan nodded, these things look really good, and the price also looks good, no matter how much it is, it is not something I can afford.

Seeing that Lin Xuan seemed to have no interest in the antiques in front of him, Fatty Zhao stepped forward and said, "Of course, in addition to the dead pawns and collateral from the auction house, there are also some appraisal items from the people, but it depends on the person. Because most of the people here are more experienced, so there are relatively few fakes in general!"

As he said that, he took Lin Xuan to the other side of the hall. The people here were much more lively than the other side. From time to time, some people were thinking about something in the screen next to them.

Similarly, things here are much cheaper than those next door, and four- and five-figures abound.

But don't talk about four or five figures, even if it is three or four figures, I can't afford it.

"Mr. Lin, look at the things over here..."

"boom"

Fatty Zhao hadn't finished speaking when suddenly a boy jumped out from the oblique thrust and slammed into his arms heavily.

The rectangular wooden box in the boy's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and a roll of yellowed silk slipped out of it and unfolded on the ground.

It was a painting, a very delicate ink painting.

"This is……"

Seeing the ink painting on the ground, Fatty Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and then said in surprise, "Shimen Lying Cloud Picture!"

"sorry Sorry!"

The boy hastily stepped forward to re-roll the silk cloth, put it in the box and turned to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Fatty Zhao eagerly reached out to grab the boy's hand and said, "Can you let me take another look at your painting, and take another look!"

"Hey, don't pull me!" The boy struggled, and the two parties immediately became entangled.

Originally, everyone in the hall was looking at antiques and it was quiet. Even if they said something, they would ask in a low voice. Hearing the entanglement here, everyone subconsciously looked over.

Zhao Xinxin also said in surprise: "Brother, I heard that Master Yan Jianfeng discovered Qi Baishi's 24 scenes of Shimen here, it seems to be true!"

"Shh, don't talk, don't talk!"

Fatty Zhao looked around carefully, pulled the boy and said, "Little brother, little brother, you are here to appraise paintings, right? Let's talk, let's talk, I will give you the price. One you absolutely Satisfied with the price!"

"Then, let's talk..." The boy looked at Fatty Zhao carefully, thought for a while and nodded.

After all, this is the lobby, so they can't steal it openly!

"Mr. Lin, take a look around first, I have a business to discuss!"

Fatty Zhao then said something to Lin Xuan, and hurriedly took the boy to the private room separated by a screen.

When the business people saw the business, they even forgot their awe of Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan simply had nothing to look at, so he followed Fatty Zhao to the next cubicle.

The compartment is not big, but there are also two chairs and a table. Fatty Zhao carefully watched the boy put the wooden box aside, then took out a yellowed silk cloth from inside, and gently placed it on the table. Open slowly!

On the canvas is a beautiful ink painting with several landscape paintings, several mountain peaks are misty and misty, the two houses and the surrounding trees are quite rural and elegant, and the inscription "Shimen lying on the clouds" next to it is signed "Descendants of Luban".

"A descendant of Lu Ban?"

Zhao Xinxin looked at the inscription in surprise and asked: "Didn't you say that the picture of lying on the clouds at Shimen is one of Qi Baishi's 24 sceneries of Shimen? Why is it not the old man Baishi who signed it?"

"The descendant of Luban is Qi Baishi!"

Lin Xuan looked at the landscape painting from the side and said, "The old man Baishi once studied carpentry and then transferred to Chinese landscape painting, so there is a seal of "Descendants of Luban" in his seal!"

"Oh, Mr. Lin also knows landscape painting?" Fatty Zhao asked in surprise, "Why don't you give me the palm of your hand?"

"I don't understand, I just read two books!"

Lin Xuan leaned over to look at the slightly yellowed silk cloth, nodded, and shook his head again. It seems that it is really difficult to identify it with only two antique books. Looking at this picture of the stone gate lying on the cloud, it looks like it is true.

But it was because it seemed real no matter how it looked, it made Lin Xuan feel a little weird.

"It looks like it's real!"

Fatty Zhao took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, looked at the tissue paper carefully, and said happily that his saliva was about to drip!

"Little brother, do you want to sell this painting? Tell me a price, I'm very interested!" Fatty Zhao raised his head and asked.

"My mother said, this is a family heirloom in our family, it's not for sale!"

The young man shook his head lightly, his eyes flickering slightly.

"If you don't sell it, why do you take it here for appraisal!"

Fatty Zhao ignored the boy's excuses, but proudly stretched out his hand and said, "I don't think it's the first time you've asked someone to appraise it! The business of antique calligraphy and painting is a deep one, and those who appraise you should all give you an appraisal." Overbid, but I'm sure no one will bid more than me!"

"Well, I'll come up with this number!"

Fatty Zhao waved his palm and said, "How about 50!"

"50?"

Hearing the fat man's words, the little boy's eyes were obviously moved, and he thought about it for a while and said, "My sister is in the hospital for treatment, and my mother said that this painting will not be sold for less than 80 yuan!"

"80!" Hearing the price, Fatty Zhao frowned.

Old Baishi's paintings are indeed very valuable. Back then, "Landscape Twelve Screens" was sold at Christie's for 9.3 million yuan, making it the most expensive Chinese painting. Even the other few copies that have been handed down in the world have a chance of selling for tens of millions.

But that is a whole series of paintings, or a single painting. Although "24 Scenes of Shimen" is also famous, if it is only one piece, the price of 80 is not low.

After all, for a series of paintings, the overall price is one, and retail sales are another price.

Hearing this price, Zhao Xinxin subconsciously stretched out her hand to pull her brother, with an inexplicable joy on her face. It seems that although Fatty Zhao is reluctant, the price of 80 is actually very exciting.

Fatty Zhao stabilized his mind and signaled his sister to stabilize.

"Young man, the price of 80 yuan is considered inflated. I'm not saying it's not worth it. It's just that I'll throw it away if I don't meet someone with a destiny. Those people you meet are willing to offer you a price of 20 yuan. I'm already taking a risk by offering 50 yuan!" Fatty Zhao persuaded again

"No, 80 points cannot be less, if you don't buy it, forget it!"

Hearing Fatty Zhao's words, the young man frowned, rolled up the painting, put it in the box, turned around and left.

"Don't stop, talk again, talk again!"

Seeing that the child was so dishonest, Fatty Zhao hurriedly pulled his wrist to persuade him.

"Old man Baishi's Mountain Gate Lying Cloud Map, 80 is too expensive, I think you don't want to buy Fatty Zhao!"

At this time, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a group of people rushed in, and a tall and thin man at the head said disdainfully.

Fatty Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the person coming, and said, "An Ziliang, what do you mean, we are discussing business in the private room, do you not understand the rules by breaking in like this?"

"Ha ha!"

The thin and tall man chuckled and said: "I heard that old man Baishi's picture of lying on the cloud at the stone gate appeared, how can I not open my eyes, I disturbed Mr. Zhao's mind if I didn't pay attention. apologize!"

The tall and thin Boss An pretended to bow his hands to the fat man, then ignored him, turned around and walked up to the boy holding the box.