The whole world thought I was poor

Lao Zheng didn't directly tell the price in his heart, but let Bai Yijun bid first.

In his opinion, since the little girl in front of him likes this painting so much, her bid should not be low.

The businessman's mind is naturally not too small, and Old Zheng is very precise, he is afraid that he will suffer a loss if he bids low.

The little girl said that she would buy the painting if she was bankrupt, so she would let her bid first. If she was satisfied, she would sell it decisively. If she was not satisfied, he could still bargain or not sell it.

Bai Yijun also didn't expect that the shop owner was so casual and asked her to give a price. This pair of calligraphy at the master level, you, as the shop owner, have at least a standard price.

"I don't have much money..." Bai Yijun muttered slightly.

She also did not expect that the shop owner would be willing to sell master-level calligraphy, but she didn't have much savings on her body, and she was afraid that she could not buy it.

In other words, even if she bankrupted her family, she probably couldn't afford the painting.

"Forget it, I guess I can't afford it." Bai Yijun shook his head slightly, and turned around to leave the calligraphy and painting shop a little bit lost.

When Old Zheng saw that the big fish in his hand was about to run away, Wei Wei was a little anxious: "Hey, you said a price, how do you know you can't afford it."

It doesn't need to be too much, 3,000 yuan will do, and then give you a discount, 2,500 are all possible.

You are such a beautiful little girl, who has money to travel at a young age, so she won't even be unable to spend thousands of dollars.

"Boss, I really can't afford it. All my savings add up to only 100,000 yuan." Bai Yijun smiled bitterly.

I want to buy a master-level work for one hundred thousand yuan, it is no different from dreaming.

In fact, let alone 100,000, the quality of this masterpiece in front of me is estimated to be 500,000 shop owners will not sell it.

Unless there is a real shortage of money, it is impossible for a collector to sell his master calligraphy at a low price.

So from the beginning, Bai Yijun had no extravagant hopes.

Her family background is not bad, she is a well-off family, otherwise it is impossible to travel with spare money.

But it is impossible for a family like her to spend hundreds of thousands, or even millions, to buy a painting. If nothing else, her parents would not agree.

100,000 deposit?

Old Zheng was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the little girl in front of him was so rich, so young that he had a deposit of 100,000. He has been a shop owner for so many years, and his savings may not be much more than this little girl.

Big money!Old Zheng squinted slightly, and suddenly felt that the little girl in front of him was a fat fish.

"Little girl, this painting is the treasure of the town shop here. Do you know what the treasure of the town shop means? It's a rare treasure in the world."

"It stands to reason that my painting is not for sale, and I am not going to sell it at all."

"But it's a kind of fate that you can come to my store."

"If you sincerely want to buy, I can actually cut love."

Old Zheng smiled and said, the so-called no business, no evil, this kind of rich people's money, he does not make nothing.

"But I don't have much money." Bai Yijun hesitated, what is the use of your willingness to sell, I don't have that much money.

"You have enough savings." Old Zheng said.

You have a huge sum of 100,000 yuan, can't it be enough?

Of course, he didn't say how much it would cost, but in fact, the more the better.

Since you dare to say that you are bankrupt and you are willing to buy, then if you have 100,000, you can pay 100,000, right?

"I only have 100,000, are you really willing to sell it to me?"

Bai Yijun's eyes widened, looking at Lao Zheng incredulously.

The master-level Chinese ink painting is willing to sell her for 100,000 yuan, which is not much different from giving away for nothing.

"Of course, who told us to be destined?" Old Zheng said with a smile.

"Yijun, what a broken painting is worth 100,000, don't be fooled by this uncle."

Li Yan looked at Lao Zheng warily. This middle-aged uncle looked like a profiteer.

The other two ladies of Bai Yijun also stepped forward to hold Bai Yijun and persuade her not to be fooled.

The price of a broken painting is as high as 100,000. Even the paintings of some famous painters in the art circle are not so expensive. After all, they are not antiques, but modern ink paintings.

A few thousand dollars, tens of thousands of dollars of paintings are already quite expensive, 100,000 yuan is really whimsical, do you think this is a master's handwriting.

Bai Yijun waved his hand and stopped the sisters without letting them talk.

Although these sisters are all high-achieving students of Haiyi, they belong to different majors, such as the performing department or the vocal music department...

Naturally, they have no appreciative vision in their painting art, and they can't see that this is the master's handwriting.

She is the only one who came from the Department of Fine Arts and has a certain appreciation for the eyes, and she comes from the scholarly family, has been admired since childhood, so far, she has hardly missed the appreciation of paintings.

The painting in front of me is the master's handwriting, and it is also a masterpiece of calligraphy, and the standard is quite high.

If the shop owner is really willing to sell her for 100,000, it is really no different from Baijian.

Lao Zheng moved quickly and was quite active, as if he was afraid that Bai Yijun would run away.

This kind of stupid landlord is afraid that it will be difficult to meet again in his life.

"Little girl, go slowly, come here often, I still have a lot of good works here, I promise you will be satisfied."

Lao Zheng kept waving at Bai Yijun's back, with a smile on his face.

The painting Lu Xiaohao gave him was sold at such a high price. It was a pie in the sky and made him a fortune.

Lao Zheng at this moment does not know how much regret and hatred he will be when he sees Lu Xiaohao's paintings sold at auction for millions, even tens of millions.

Of course that is something later. At this moment, Lao Zheng was very happy, even complacent, feeling that he had taken a big advantage.

...

Outside the calligraphy and painting shop, as soon as Bai Yijun walked out of the store, Li Yan couldn't help complaining: "Yijun, didn't you let you not be fooled? That boss Zheng is a profiteer at first sight."

"Yes, yes, the so-called no business, no treacherous, don't look at that Boss Zheng is honest, in fact, there is no treacherous merchant in this world." Chen Liya also nodded in agreement.

In their opinion, what good works can this kind of street painting and calligraphy shop have.

And looking at the appearance of Boss Zheng, it seemed that Bai Yijun was eager to buy the painting quickly, and it was difficult for them not to feel that there was something tricky in it.

Bai Yijun said with a smile upon hearing the words; "You guys, don't worry about it. You don't believe the store owner, don't you still believe me. You don't want to think about who I am. I am making a lot of money today."

Bai Yijun grasped the painting tube in his hand and held it in his arms like a baby.

At this moment, her heart was still beating, violently excited.

A master-level painting, she never thought that one day she could have a baby of this level.

If you let her senior brothers and sisters know, I am afraid they will die of envy.