I have to say that there are so many good antiques from this period.
It's a pity that Cheng Guanli doesn't have that much money, and the owner of this copper incense burner stall will definitely not be cheap.
Then there was no need to read any more. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly noticed a few scrolls of calligraphy and paintings at his feet.
It can be seen from the quality of the paper that it is getting late.
Since it was placed casually at his feet, the stall owner must not have taken it to heart.
Cheng Guanli smiled slightly and said: "What do you say? I can't afford your copper stove, but can you show me these calligraphy and paintings at your feet?"
The shop owner was a little disappointed, "Just pick it up and take a look at it yourself. Oh, you really wasted my time."
Cheng Guanli opened it one by one and looked at it. He was a little disappointed at first. These calligraphy and paintings were old, but they didn't belong to everyone and were worthless.
When I saw the last scroll of words, my eyes lit up.
The body is made of thin gold, the brushwork is powerful, and the beauty is natural. There is also the monogram of One World in the lower left corner, which is definitely an authentic work.
It is written from the opening paragraph of the Nanhua Sutra Xiaoyaoyou. There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty. Its name is Kun. I don’t know how big Kun is...
Cheng Guanli hurriedly looked at the stall owner, who was introducing snuff bottles to an old man there, and had no idea of what he was doing.
A person in the world has to buy it even if he sells it. But how can the stall owner not notice it now? Otherwise, even if he sells it, he won't sell it.
Seeing that the stall owner didn't notice him, Cheng Guanli rolled up all the scrolls and paintings and tied them up.
He threw it on the ground and asked calmly: "Boss, these six volumes of calligraphy and painting are estimated to be sold in piles. I will take them back to hang in the study. Can you tell me the actual price?"
"It's all done! One hundred!"
The stall owner didn't cover his sleeves and quoted a secret price, but just shouted the price, which showed that he really didn't care.
Maybe he regarded the calligraphy as a fake. After all, Song Huizong's calligraphy was too precious, and he didn't believe he could get the real thing.
But this hundred is a really loud shout.
"Boss, you can't ask for such a high price. Good guy, one hundred? That's almost three months' worth of my salary! You're so open-minded about a few volumes of inferior calligraphy and painting, why don't you do this business?"
"Look clearly, I have an authentic relic of Song Huizong in there!"
"Hahaha, you are so funny. If you come up with another picture of Riverside During the Qingming Festival, I will buy it right away, okay? It's almost done. I'll take it back to bluff people."
The stall owner pursed his lips and said, "One hundred, I won't sell anything less."
As he spoke, he glanced at the jar with a blue and white cover that imitated the Ming dynasty. It was clear that he wanted to sell it to Cheng Guanli together.
Seeing this, Cheng Guanli was also afraid of long nights and dreams, so he nodded and said: "Let's do this, I'll give you one hundred, and you let me take that jar away again."
"Wait a minute! Comrade, what did you just say? Are there Zhao Ji's original paintings in those calligraphy and paintings?" The old comrade who was looking at the snuff bottle adjusted the frame of his glasses. He suddenly became interested and came over to take a look.
"Hey, hey, mani, mani! How old are you, old comrade? Do you know some rules? It's just a pile of grass. I'm talking to the stall owner, so you can't come over and open it to look at it, disrupting the situation? Oh~
I know, you’re afraid I won’t buy it, please?”
Cheng Guanli tilted his head as he spoke, curled his lips and looked at the stall owner and this old comrade.
The old man snorted angrily, "Young man, I didn't want to steal your things, I just wanted to open your eyes! You, you, you, who are you talking about? Humph!"
"If you want to open your eyes and go to a museum, don't make fun of me here!"
"You, you, you don't know what to say!" The old comrade tossed his sleeves angrily and left.
The stall owner curled his lips and said: "Comrade, you can't overwhelm a boatload of people with one stroke. Didn't you see that this old man is about to buy my snuff bottle? The price has been negotiated, 50, it's useless to say anything else, you,
150, buy me all the snuff bottles, otherwise you have to give me a reasonable explanation, you are just messing with me!"
"Okay, okay, stop talking. It's my fault for speaking too hastily. 150 is just 150. I can't live my life, okay? I hate people who don't follow the rules. If you want to say that I don't follow the rules, then I'll let you look at me."
What a situation!"
As he spoke, Cheng Guanli took out a handful of change and carefully counted out 150.
"Hey~ Boss, what can we say? 150, six volumes of calligraphy and painting, a snuff bottle, and a blue and white jar."
"Hey, are you letting me spare another one?"
"That's almost it."
"Much worse, this snuff bottle was used by Emperor Qianlong!"
"I would be grateful if it was used by his great-grandson. Hurry up, my grandpa will come and beat me soon."
While he was talking, Lao Guanjian came over happily with a roll of calligraphy and painting, "Grandson, if you want to find good things, you have to go to the store. What are you doing here? Hey? What do you want to buy with so much money?"
"Grandpa Guan, I spent 150 to buy a few volumes of calligraphy and painting, a snuff bottle, and a jar."
The stall owner immediately said: "It's not a jar, it's just calligraphy and painting and a snuff bottle."
He frowned at the old juncture, "Boy, you can't do it? Spend so much money to buy these? Just this snuff bottle? Let's see, hey! He's from the late Qing Dynasty, and he's a decent painter. It's my first time to visit Liulichang with me.
, are you going to lose your fortune?"
Cheng Guanli said: "Yes, I can't help it. I'll just buy it if I go bankrupt. Anyway, I have the final say on my money."
"Hey, you don't listen to me, do you?"
When the stall owner saw that the two of them were about to quarrel, he didn't know if he was pretending or not. Anyway, this business couldn't go bad.
He quickly said: "Okay, okay, take the jar away too. I can see that you are the real one!"
The old man glared and said, "Who are you talking about? It's just this snuff bottle and this fake can, you charge my grandson 150, and you still blame me?"
Cheng Guanli smiled and said: "Okay, okay, Grandpa Guan, let's go, let's go over there."
No matter how much the two people yelled, they never mentioned the authenticity of the calligraphy and painting.
Lao Guanli often came to Liulichang. When he saw Cheng Guanli holding calligraphy and painting under his legs, but picking up a snuff bottle and can to show to himself, he knew that there was something good in the calligraphy and painting.
Therefore, a fog bomb was set off, but the stall owner really didn't think of opening the calligraphy and painting to read it again.
After the two of them walked through several shops, Cheng Guanli smiled and said, "Grandpa Guan, okay, you can tell at a glance that I missed something."
The old man smiled and said: "You pushed the calligraphy and painting under your legs. Of course I can tell. This time you are meeting a straw bag stall owner who has just entered the industry. If you are an expert, you can tell at a glance that your real intention is calligraphy and painting.
You have to learn from me and pick up the mistakes. Most of the time it’s psychological warfare.”
"Okay, I'm really inexperienced. By the way, Grandpa Guan, what did you collect?"
"Yu Youren's calligraphy is not expensive. I go back and hang it in the room. I can't help it. You want to take away Wen Huiming's painting. My wall is still empty. Hey, what did you pick up?
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"Hey, it's also a word, but it's worth more than what you have, and I have to hide it when I get back. I can't hang it up."
"Whose?"
"Zhao Ji claims to be the son of the Jade Emperor and one of the best in the world."
"ah?!!!"
"Hey, Grandpa Guan, please stand still and don't get excited."
"You, you, you, open it quickly and let me take a look. Just let me miss a few words." This chapter has been completed!