Watching the man leave, Zhuo Yifan very calmly put the painting aside carefully... He had expected this kind of thing, so he was not unhappy. After all, the real value of these paintings would not be achieved without any cultivation skills.
It's absolutely invisible to humans.
Selling paintings in such a high-profile manner is not because he deliberately hypes it up. Apart from making money, in fact, Zhuo Yifan's real purpose is just to feel what it's like to be a mortal and deal with high-ranking monks. This is very helpful for understanding Taoism.
Most of the vendors setting up stalls in the market sell antiques and decorations. There are only a few painting stalls, but Zhuo Yifan's small stall attracted a lot of people. However, to Zhuo Yifan's disappointment, for three consecutive nights,
Setting up a stall here, the Bole he hoped for still didn't show up. Although there were many people watching, most of them came to see and ask about the paintings, and even treated these sky-high-priced paintings as a joke after dinner.
"It's just a few pieces of tattered paper. They are everywhere in the hut. Are you crazy about money?"
"Haha, a few broken paintings are so expensive, but they are just paintings of a few beauties, and they cannot be moved. It is better to spend a hundred taels of gold and go to Xingchun Tower to pick up a hundred girls to serve."
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Listening to people's discussion, Zhuo Yifan was moody and stood alone and silently by the stall, enduring the insult while waiting for the real Bole to appear.
"Mr. Liu, stop looking. This painting seller is a lunatic. The cheapest painting costs a hundred taels of gold." Just late at night on the third day, when Zhuo Yifan was about to close his stall, something happened in front of his stall.
There is an old man. He looks like an old scholar and exudes a strong scholarly spirit.
As for the young man behind him who was bowing and chirping, Zhuo Yifan had met him several times. Not only in this city, but also in Longkongxuan. He bumped into him several times. Every time he entered Longkongxuan
, are all fixed top-level elegant rooms.
There is only one top-level elegant room in Longkongxuan, and there is a minimum consumption limit. The entrants are either rich or noble, and most of them are members of the royal family. Ordinary people will definitely not be able to afford it.
"Look at the paintings without saying anything. Didn't your teacher teach you?" Even though he guessed the identity of the other party, Zhuo Yifan still did not shy away and said bluntly.
After saying this, Zhuo Yifan smiled slightly under his bamboo hat. If he guessed correctly, Mr. Liu might be this young man's teacher. His words hit the nail on the head, and both of them were touched without a single curse word.
He scolded him.
The young man was used to being arrogant. He couldn't stand this anger. Just when he was about to get angry, Mr. Liu's face straightened up and he looked at him angrily: "If you don't back down, you want to deceive your teacher."
Are you ashamed?"
"Yes." The young man's face turned red and he backed away angrily.
"Your Excellency, don't worry about it. Young people like this are used to being anxious." Seeing the young man push away, Mr. Liu almost immediately put a smile on his face, pointed at the three piles of paintings on the stall and asked: "I don't know what your classification is.
intention?"
Zhuo Yifan nodded, pointed to the first pile of paintings, and said patiently: "This category is about painting all kinds of human beings. It is also the cheapest category, with each painting worth a hundred taels of gold." Then he pointed to the second category.
, said: "In this category, paintings of wild beasts and birds of prey are medium-priced, with each painting costing five hundred taels of gold. The last category, painting of monsters and monsters, is also the most expensive, with each painting costing one thousand taels of gold."
"Oh, monsters and ghosts? Come here to open your eyes." The old man listened to the introduction and became very interested in the last category. He opened it carefully, and felt that his eyes suddenly lit up, which made him extremely surprised. He only felt that in this painting
The monster seems to be alive and goes straight into the eyeballs.
"Old Liu?" the young man called hurriedly.
Seeing the old man suddenly stunned, the young man was also surprised. Is there really something mysterious in this painting? He had never seen his teacher show such an expression and eyes like this.
The old man quickly came back to his senses and began to think about it carefully. The second time he looked at it, it was not as shocking as the first time, but it was still amazing. Every part of the monster in the painting was extremely clear and vivid on the paper.
What's even more shocking is that when you hold it in your hands, you can feel its breathing and pulse. The old man was so shocked that his hands kept trembling while he was looking at the painting.
"This painting is amazing, it's so lifelike and vivid!" The old man suppressed his surprise and sighed in his heart.
The monster in this painting looks like a snake but not a snake, looks like a dragon but not a dragon. Its body has claws like swords and dense scales. There is almost no flaw in it. The old man squinted at it for a long time, and finally pointed at the monster's body.
The head asked: "May I ask the master, why does this monster have no eyes?"
Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan shook his head slightly and smiled but did not answer.
The old man was a little embarrassed. He naturally knew that there was an ulterior motive in not painting the eyes, and since the other party refused to say it, he couldn't force it. He could only try to figure out the motive alone, but unfortunately he couldn't figure it out in the end, so he had to sigh and give it up.
"Huh? You really have no eyes. Did you forget to draw?"
At this time, an attendant came forward and laughed inappropriately, and was immediately given a hard punch by the young man dressed in noble clothes, giving him a lesson.
The noble young man was shocked. His teacher was the emperor of a country. What kind of world has he never seen? He was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the knowledge he learned was even more extensive. There was no one before or after him. He was always the only one who could be consulted by others.
.Have you ever asked someone for advice in a humble manner? And you actually called the other person "an expert"!
Just a simple title made the young man have to re-examine the painting seller. Looking at his clothes, wearing a bamboo hat and a black robe, could he be some kind of hermit in the deep mountains and forests?
The noble young man found that the painting seller was full of mysteries, so he also came forward to look at the other paintings, from various human scenes, to birds of prey and wild beasts, to the last category of monsters and monsters. He savored each painting carefully and learned how to understand it.
Find many strange things. Although the style of painting is unpredictable, there is only one impression on people - that is true! Realistic!
Compared with the surprise of the young man and the old man, the guards at the rear and the people gathered around the stall to join in the fun were already dumbfounded. They just felt that these two people looked like they were in a daze, and they were full of admiration for this painting.
Listening to the endless praise, many people here sneered, what's the use of just praising, you can buy it for one thousand taels of gold if you can!
But before he could finish his rant, he heard the old man pointing at the picture of a snake monster that he had been studying for half an hour, and said, "I want this picture."
Under the astonished gazes of countless people, Zhuo Yifan nodded and was about to put the painting away for mounting. An old man suddenly took his hand and said, "This master, can you add the eyes of this monster for me?"
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Hearing these words, countless people around them came to their senses and went crazy! They thought anxiously: You should make money quickly! A thousand taels of gold! Money that you can't earn in a few lifetimes!
But after hearing these words, the mysterious painting seller stopped, and a sigh came from under the bamboo hat: "Old sir, I'm sorry... I'm afraid this painting can't be sold."
Before the old man could ask a question, a person next to him couldn't help but asked: "Why?"
"The price has changed." Under the bamboo hat, his voice was still low.
Looking at this picture of a monster, the old man felt furious and said, "How much should I add?"
"It's very expensive, a total of twenty thousand taels of gold." Under the bamboo hat, Zhuo Yifan smiled casually.
At this time, not to mention the people around him, even the old man and the young man who planned to buy the painting for one thousand taels of gold were obviously surprised.
Regarding this unscrupulous price increase behavior, many people around them just thought that this person was crazy about money, which caused the brain to intermittently short-circuit.
This is absolutely naked blackmail!
How can there be such a lunatic in the world who is obsessed with money? (To be continued.)