Otherworldly Merchant

Since the jade jade incident happened, Li Mazi and I have been watching out for the jade giver all day. After a long time, he didn't show up again, just like he disappeared in the sky.

This fits perfectly with the way Dragon Springs works and takes your life at your most relaxed time!

We simply stopped taking over all the business and stayed at home in peace. This rare free time allowed me to pick up the pen and write down all the touching shadows I encountered during this time and send them to my writer friend.

This day, I was telling the story of the cannon in red. Li Mazi's dirty face suddenly came under my eyelids, scared my three souls to go to the two souls, and the condition reflexed and threw the pen in his hand on Li Mazi's face.

He screamed and looked at me with a pair of grieving little eyes...

Seeing that I didn't care about him, Li Mazi was also amused. He immediately put a few large boxes of takeout on the table. Turns out he missed me and wanted to come and have a drink with me.

Red roasted beef, fried bacon with apricot mushrooms, and two large boxes of lobster caps for rice.

The fragrance of the meal immediately lifted my larvae, and my stomach grunted, and I realized that I had been remembering stories for hours.

I twisted some sour neck, removed a pair of chopsticks and ate it.

“Brother Zhang Jia, I found a big baby on the way...” Li Mazi knocked on the table with chopsticks and looked very mysterious.

I don't eat his shit. Let him talk and fart.

Li Mazi knew my personality, hey hey laugh twice and tell the story.

Turns out he came through a roadside stall, specializing in scattered antiques. Of course, what happened to the antiques on the small stall?

In our line of work, we all count.

So Li Mazi said that I had no interest in these fake cottages.

But Li Mazi was very excited, saying that he had a crush on an ancient painting, accompanied by poetry.

After listening to this, Li Mazi was interested in the book and painting? This is something new, and the gossip immediately asked him what kind of beautiful picture he liked.

Li Mazibai glanced at me: “Brother Zhang Jia, this poem belongs to what kind of posterior. I have carefully examined the handwriting. Eight or nine will not leave ten. We may have to pick it up this time! ”

As soon as I heard Li Mazi mention the last two words, I immediately thought of Li Yi, the famous Nantong Queen.

Because since ancient times, there are not many emperors who can write poetry, and only Li Yi is praiseworthy.

One of his songs: Ask him how many sorrows he can have, just like a river and spring water flowing eastward, I don't know how many people will go to God!

But Li Yu's true legacy is not much. After all, he is a dead king, poisoned with poison and alcohol, and his lifetime work is not known.

How could Li Yiu show up at random in a small stall?

Li Mazi saw that I didn't believe it. When I put the chopsticks away, I was going to pull me over to the appraisal.

I don't care if I go out with him, let's just take a walk after dinner! Li Mazi said that the small plot was not far from the antique street, and it took 20 minutes to get there.

It's just cold and clear in front of the stall at this moment. After a few people asked for a price, they all turned around...

Li Mazi said the painting was hung by the vendor with bamboo poles. The painting is simple, a fake mountain, next to a beauty in green, beautiful and lifelike. On the left side is a word: Flower Moon Dark Cage Light Fog, go to Lang tonight. Sock step incense step, hand-held strappy shoes. See you on the south side of the painting hall, always trembling. Slaves are hard to come out of, teach the king to be merciful.

I know that this word is written by Li Yu to the first beautiful woman in Nantong, it seems that the green beauty in the painting is after the small week.

Legend has it, after a small week, there is a strange habit, it has a unique love for green pornography, it is worn on the body, the palace setting must be green, or you will be furious. Once there was a trend, and with that word, her identity was self-evident.

By the time the word was written, my youngest sister was dying after a big week. She wanted to meet her sister before dying, and was summoned to the palace after a small week.

But Li Yu caught sight of him when he entered the palace a week later. The two of you, Nong Mei Nong, actually stole love under his eyes after a week.

Li Yiu is also a trendy emperor. He can write such poetic paintings behind his wife's back. It's amazing.

But I don't know if it's a delusion, I just feel that this painting has a magic that is charming to me in the dark.

The owner looked at Li Mazi and I studied the painting for half a day and immediately greeted him with enthusiasm: "Two bosses, what a wonderful look! ”

He came up and exaggerated: “This painting is the true story of Li Yu, the queen of Nantong! Now the market is unique, look at this painting, look at this situation...”

He wasn't finished yet, so I interrupted him and asked for the price.

Antiques, even if they are true, are graded. For example, Li Yu's true story must be that song: Ask Jun how many sorrows he can have, it seems that Yijiang Chunshui is the most valuable flower to the east, and this cheating phrase, to be honest, is not that high a collectable value.

The owner's eyes slipped and his eyebrows laughed: “It's rare that the boss likes it! I'm offering you a huge discount today. I was going to sell you $30,000. I'll give you $20,000! ”

I laughed so hard, I dare you to kill me as a wrongdoer!

At first glance, this painting is a high imitation. The owner dared to open the lion's mouth, if not to study what the magic in this painting is really about. I'm not taking care of him.

So I stared at him and said, "Three thousand. ”

Looking at the unwillingness of the stall owner, I immediately added: “I am also in the antique business myself, this way I am clear, this price is definitely enough for you to earn, if you like to sell or not! ”

After that, I pulled Li Mazi around and left.

Seems like I really want to go, the vendor grabbed my arm: “Hey boss, that's what the price of the shopping is for! How about five grand? ”

I glanced at him and didn't speak.

The staller hurried: "Four thousand, no less! It's pretty much the same price when I take it, boss. You gotta let me make some money. ”

I laughed twice: "Here's the deal! I don't want $3,000 anymore, one by one, $3,500. ”

The owner sighed: "Three thousand five is three thousand five, boss, you can really cut the price! ”

While he was nagging, he took the painting off, wrapped it up and put it in my hand.

I ignored him and went back when I paid him.

When the vendor put the scroll in my hand, I noticeably felt the painting was very heavy, as if it contained something.

As soon as Li Mazi entered the store, she looked at the painting in my hand with all her eyes open and asked me how much this painting would be worth to auction?

I couldn't help but tell him that the painting was actually a fake, or a fake.

Li Mazi didn't die. I showed him some obvious signs of high imitation, so he died.

Sitting there sighing for a moment, he suddenly jumped over to me and asked, "If you know it's a fake, why did you buy it? ”

“Because this painting always gives me a strange feeling, I suspect it's a shady thing.” I turned around and put the painting on the counter, slowly unfolding.

It has to be said that this painting has been very successful, both in material and in writing, and is almost untrue. But false is false. Although the paper used in this painting is also good, it is obviously the low-grade cotton paper in the paper, and the ingredients containing sandalwood are relatively low.

Li Yu, as the master of Nan Tang, how could the Xuan paper he used be a superior product? After all, Xuan paper originated in the Tang Dynasty. At that time, Xuan paper went into the royal family as a tribute.

I haven't had time to find out if this painting is a pussy or not. A young man in his twenties suddenly rushed into an antique store in panic.

“Master Zhang, you have to save us! ”

As soon as the young man entered the store, he knelt down and grabbed Li Mazi's hand with a snot and tears for help.

Li Mazi's face pressed, pointing to me: “This... this is Zhang Jiulin. ”

The young man flashed a slight embarrassment on his face and then turned to hold my leg, crying louder.

“Don't worry, tell me what's going on!” I held him to the bench, handed him a cup of tea, he mumbled and drank a clean one, then looked at me helplessly with a pair of red eyes, which slowly told the story.