Chapter 252 Picking up a big leak from the Japanese
Chapter 252 Picking up big leaks from the Japanese
After seeing the ins and outs of "that painting", He Qing's mind suddenly buzzed. For a moment, his mind was blank, but he soon came back to his senses. He thought he would be like a student.
As Zhao Jiaquan absorbed the artistic inspiration related to the painting he had seen, who knew that the next moment a severe pain hit his brain, and it became more and more intense.
"Ah!" He Qing instinctively hugged his head and exclaimed.
Fortunately, it only lasted for a moment, and gradually stopped after a few seconds.
"That's it!" When he returned to normal, He Qing suddenly realized that he understood what was going on. He had the same experience before, that is, his brain would "short circuit" when he absorbed some artistic inspiration.
, it is estimated that the skills to be absorbed are too superb, and his eyesight has not yet reached that level, which is not enough to absorb the artistic inspiration beyond the level.
"Hello, gentlemen. How can I help you?" At this moment, he heard a "cadence" greeting coming from his ears. He Qing immediately calmed down, and then he realized that he was in
In a thrift store, and it was opened by a foreigner.
"Hello." He Qingchao nodded to a middle-aged man who came closer. He saw that the man was in a suit and leather shoes. Both his appearance and his accent had a strong Japanese flavor.
At this time, Lin Haitao looked around behind He Qing at the secondhand goods on display in this store. This was obviously a relatively ordinary secondhand store with very few antiques. Most of them were modern secondhand goods, including calligraphy, paintings and other stationery items.
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"Sir, how can I help you?" the Japanese shopkeeper asked again, appearing very polite.
He Qing didn't mince words, he pointed directly at the painting hanging on the wall opposite and said: "Boss, can you take down that painting and show it to me?"
"Of course, please wait." The shopkeeper agreed quickly, then walked over and carefully took down the painting. He placed it on a table in front of He Qing and showed it to him.
"Brother Qing, do you like this painting?" At this moment, Lin Haitao walked up and asked in a low voice in He Qing's ear, his tone full of doubts.
He Qing nodded slightly and replied: "Yeah. I want to play."
"But..." Lin Haitao said in surprise, "This is just a very ordinary landscape painting. Brother Qing, why did you buy this? There are many such paintings on the street stalls. If you want, you can buy as many as you want.
how many!"
He Qing smiled calmly, shook his head and said: "Haitao, you don't understand. This thing depends on intuition. I felt it the first time I saw this painting, so I wanted to buy it and play with it casually. Anyway, I should
It won’t cost much, right?”
Lin Haitao nodded and said: "That's right, it costs a few hundred yuan at most. These are not paintings by celebrities, they are all cheap."
After hearing He Qing's explanation, Lin Haitao didn't think much more, because even if such a small amount of money was wasted, it would not be worth mentioning to He Qing, who was worth hundreds of millions.
The painting that He Qing was about to take was indeed just an ordinary landscape painting, and it did not exude the slightest aura, indicating that it was not long ago and was a new product.
But the drunkard's intention was not to drink. He Qing was not staring at the landscape painting in front of him, but had other plans. This was just a "cover-up" to attract the attention of the shop owner, otherwise he would not be able to communicate with him.
Talk about this business.
"Boss, how do you sell this painting? How much does it cost?" He Qing then asked directly.
"One thousand and five!" the Japanese shopkeeper replied, "This painting is very good and can be collected. It is your famous Chinese painting."
"Oh, really?" He Qing smiled lightly. Although they were newcomers to the industry, they definitely knew better than the Japanese whether that painting was a famous painting and what its quality was. However, He Qing didn't say anything.
, but at that moment he readily agreed to the other party and said, "Okay, wrap it up for me. I want this painting."
"Well, okay!" The boss was surprised and happy, and hurriedly went to pack He Qing's food.
After wrapping the package, He Qing took out 1,500 yuan and paid it to the other party without saying a word. At the same time, Lin Haitao, who was standing aside, watched this scene helplessly and muttered in his heart,
He secretly thought: "Brother Qing, what's going on?! You don't negotiate the price at all. Then he will pay whatever the Japanese say. Aren't you afraid that others will kill him?!"
If it were a store opened by a Chinese, and He Qing was so forthright, it would be okay, and it wouldn't make people feel unhappy. But now this person is a Japanese, and Lin Haitao, who has always had a grudge against the Japanese, is somewhat
I couldn't stand it, but I was too embarrassed to speak out and dissuade He Qing.
I thought that He Qing would leave the store immediately after buying the painting, but who knew that he had no intention of leaving at all.
"Boss, can you also give me that thing?" He Qing suddenly pointed to the wall where the landscape painting was hung just now. There are some paintings on the wall, but they are just stickers used to paper the wall.
of.
"ah?!"
As soon as He Qing's request came out, not only the store owner, but also Lin Haitao couldn't help being surprised. They never expected that He Qing would be interested in that wallpaper. That kind of thing costs a few yuan a piece and can be found everywhere on the street.
You can buy them all.
"Brother Qing, you...what do you want that for? That's a sticker!" Lin Haitao said in confusion. He understood He Qing's behavior more and more.
"Haitao, don't worry, just wait." He Qing said quietly in a comforting tone.
"Sir, you...what did you just say? Do you want these paintings on the wall?" The shopkeeper thought he heard wrong and asked with his eyes wide open.
"Yes, can you give it to me? I'm willing to buy it." He Qing replied unequivocally.
"Sir, I didn't buy these stickers. They are not products in our store. They are just for hanging on the wall. They have always been here and were left behind by the previous store." The store owner said truthfully.
He Qing nodded and said: "I can see this, but I like it better. I hope you can take it off and give it to me. I will buy it as a normal commodity. You can give me a price."
"Sir, is this thing useless?" The store owner looked at He Qing with a strange look and said, "If you insist on having it, I'll give it to you for free."
He Qing is so generous, so naturally he has to show it. If you tear off such old wallpaper, it can only be used as garbage. If you give it to others, others will find it dirty. Now that you meet a "destined person", let's give it away for free.
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"Then why are you embarrassed?" He Qing shook his head solemnly and said seriously, "I have to give you money."
"I don't want your money!" the shopkeeper shook his head. After saying that, he took off the layer of stickers on the wall according to He Qing's request, packed them, and handed them to He Qing.
"Boss, I said I can't ask for your things for free. This is one hundred yuan, I mean." Before leaving, He Qing put a hundred yuan bill on the counter, indicating that this was a transaction, not a free gift.
After getting the two paintings, He Qing took Lin Haitao and left the thrift store.
At this moment, no one except He Qing could notice that the wallpaper behind him was overflowing with "baoguang", indicating that it was a treasure with high collection value, but it was used as wallpaper by ignorant people.
After using it, it was buried. Now He Qing dug it out. He only spent a measly one hundred yuan, but he found a big leak anyway! (To be continued.)