Chapter 336 If the book is not mysterious, the painting will not be prosperous
And Yu Maolin himself is worthy of the nickname "Timely Rain".
Not to mention relatives, friends and old neighbors, even if any of the vendors at the flea market had a problem and asked him to help, as long as he could help, he would always be at the forefront.
If you need money, help others. If you need people, help others.
I can say that he is a truly good person.
When Shen Yu saw Yu Maolin staring closely at the so-called Xishan Travel Map and unable to move his eyes away, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Without it, Yu Maolin is famous in the stone gambling world, but in the eyes of sellers in the entire flea market, he is a famous money-giving boy.
Compared with him, Uncle Song pales into insignificance.
Uncle Song buys antiques more for fun, and rarely buys expensive antiques.
As for Yu Maolin, as long as he likes it, he will buy it no matter how much money he spends.
Speaking of which, only Fan Shigui, who gave Shen Yu the hidden painting "Ink Bamboo and Stone Pictures" in the painting, can compare with him.
The old man in Yu Maolin's family was in the antique business during his lifetime, mainly dealing in jade, and he was known as "Yu Jinshou" in Chuzhou.
No matter what kind of ancient jade I can tell it by touching it with my eyes closed.
It's just that Yu Maolin didn't have a son to inherit his father's business. He was not good at calligraphy, painting, porcelain, nor was he good at appraising ancient jade. He didn't even inherit one-tenth of his father's fortune in appraising antiques.
At a very advanced level, he is just a beginning collector.
As soon as the old man of the Yu family left, Yu Maolin went shopping all the way. He bought so many fakes that the house at home could hardly fit them in, and some of them had to be put in the store's warehouse.
But there are differences between the two.
Fan Shigui made more losses the more he bought, but Yu Maolin made more money the more he bought.
This is also the amazing thing about Yu Maolin. He is an amazing flower and an amazing builder. Not only did his family fortune not be ruined, but he encountered a few real things by accident. In the end, he ended up with He made a lot of money.
Take last year, for example, when he was looking for an old house in Wencheng Town, a suburb of Chuzhou, he luckily found an original painting of flowers and birds by Chen Chun.
Xiaoxiao made a profit of 5.5 million from changing hands.
What else can be said?
It can only be said that his fortune is shining brightly, and the smoke is rising from his ancestral graves.
Some people even say that he is destined to be the protagonist. The richer he is, the more he works, and the more he works, the richer he becomes!
There is nothing I can do, it’s just that I am lucky enough to have a hard life.
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"Xiao Shen, we haven't seen each other for a while. Are you so happy to see you, Brother Yu?"
The short, fat middle-aged man, Yu Maolin, called out Shen Yu's name in one breath and twirled the eighteen-piece agarwood bracelet rhythmically in his hand.
Of course, he didn't know why Shen Yu laughed out loud, he just assumed that Shen Yu was happy to see him.
"Hello, Brother Yu. I haven't seen you for a while. I really miss you." Shen Yu replied with a smile. This time, Shen Yu's smile was indeed from the heart.
At the beginning of the year, not long after Shen Yu came to Chuzhou, Shen Yu was shopping at a street stall and fell in love with a blue and white jade bracelet from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. However, he couldn't buy it because he was short of money and didn't have enough money to buy it. He happened to meet Yu Maolin who was also shopping. Stall Taobao.
Yu Maolin was Baoyuxuan's stone gambling consultant, so the two were considered old acquaintances. Shen Yu gave the leak to Yu Maolin, and Yu Maolin directly threw 20,000 in cash to Shen Yu without saying anything.
Shen Yu bought the bracelet and made a profit of thirty-six thousand when he resold it on the same day.
More than 30,000 yuan is nothing to Shen Yu now, but it was a lot of money at that time, and it was a sum of money that could solve the urgent financial needs of the store, so Shen Yu thought about Maolin very much in his heart.
Deep down in his heart, Shen Yu always felt that he owed Yu Maolin a favor.
"Xiao Shen, are you buying paintings?"
Shen Yu quickly waved his hand: "I haven't bought it yet, aren't I looking at it now?"
At this time, Shen Yu already had a bad idea. Brother Yu is not planning to buy this painting, is he?
Yu Maolin put out his cigarette and stepped forward to glance at the so-called Dong Fang's "Travel to Mountains and Streams". When he saw the two seals of Dong Qichang, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Oh, Xiao Shen, You're in luck! This is going to be a big mistake."
Shen Yu naturally understood what Yu Maolin meant, "Brother Yu, to tell you the truth, I can't understand this painting."
Yu Maolin, however, turned down his face and said, "Xiao Shen, you are just cheating on me. What's wrong with you? I'm only ten years older than you, so why should I call you?
"Speaking directly to you, I am most afraid that hearing the word "you" will make me feel like I am seventy years old."
Shen Yu smiled and did not answer.
Now that he is alone in the world, he still needs to show respect to people with status in the circle. After all, some people may not necessarily help you, but if he hears something you accidentally said and is not satisfied, he may hold a grudge from then on.
"Boy, do you still want to buy my painting? If not, old man, it's not a bad rule for me to sell the painting to others." Old Wangtou seemed to be talking to Shen Yu, but his hazy eyes were staring at Yu. Maolin, it’s like seeing the God of Wealth.
Moreover, when Lao Wangtou said the word "rules", his tone was unusually accentuated, as if he was warning Shen Yu not to break the rules of the antique shop.
Shen Yu nodded: "Of course not. The painting is yours. You can sell it to whomever you want. Of course I have no control over it."
Yu Maolin asked with some confusion: "Xiao Shen, I know your eyesight, why don't you buy this painting? If you are short of money, just tell Brother Yu and I will lend it to you."
"Is this it? Brother Yu, it's not about money. It's mainly because I'm not very talented and don't understand the painting very well."
Yu Maolin waved his hand angrily, "What about this and that? Just tell me how much you need."
"Brother Yu, it's really not about money. I really can't understand this painting." After thinking about his words again, Shen Yu continued to use the jargon of antique dealers to tell Yu Maolin that this was an old imitation painting.
"I really can't understand?" This time it was Yu Maolin's turn to wonder.
"Yeah, brother, I'm not very good at studying and I really can't understand this painting. How about this, the weather is bad today, can I invite Brother Yu to a tea restaurant on the street for a cup of hot tea?"
Shen Yu had long seen that Yu Maolin had some interest in the painting, but he could not clearly say that the painting was an old imitation.
It's troublesome to say the least. This does not mean that Shen Yu is afraid of Lao Wangtou and the young man Xiaojiu behind him.
Antique stores have their own rules. If you see that an antique is fake or imitation, you don’t have to buy it, but you can’t yell at others on the spot.
As long as you say it, it will ruin people's jobs and break the rules.
Therefore, as long as Shen Yu still wants to get involved in the antique world, he must not break the rules, even if the old Wangtou in front of him is just a baggage dealer.
Regardless of whether antiques are genuine or fake, it is one of the iron rules of the antique business not to bully people in front of their faces.
When it comes to Xiao Zhongying, even a big boss like Li Hanlin has to abide by it, let alone Shen Yu.
Just imagine, you are selling something, and someone yells, "What this guy is selling is a fake, an imitation. Don't buy it. Can you still do this business?"
Rules are rules, and as long as you are still making a living in the industry, you must abide by them.
Hearing Shen Yu say that he really couldn't understand, Yu Maolin slapped his thigh in joy, "Brother, if you don't understand, ask me. I tell you, Dong Qichang is an incredible person. Let's not talk about his character." No matter what, his calligraphy and painting accomplishments are unparalleled in the Ming Dynasty.
"Even if the four famous Ming families, except Shen Zhou, pull out the other three and put Dong Qichang in, no one else can say anything.
"Let me tell you, Dong Qichang has a habit of not being profound in his writing and not prospering in his paintings.
"What does this mean? It means that he will never write the word Dong Qichang in his painting, so Dong Xuanzai is right.
"Well, that's right. If you look at this painting, the landscapes, trees and rocks are full of air. It's an authentic work by Dong Qichang."
Yu Maolin's words confused Pei Yu'an who was behind Shen Yu, "I'm going to stop running away now? My brother-in-law almost used a loudspeaker to tell you that this painting is a fake. How can a person of your age just look at it?" Don’t you understand???”
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