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Chapter 333 Timely Rain in Chuzhou

 Chapter 335 Timely Rain in Chuzhou

Shen Yu frowned slightly: "From what you say, you don't want 600,000, do you?"

After hearing Shen Yu say the six-digit number, the old man nodded with satisfaction.

"Dong Qichang's authentic painting is worth this price, but you can't tell whether your painting is genuine or fake. So just call it six hundred thousand? Six thousand hundred-dollar bills. You always have to count money for more than an hour, right?" ”

Shen Yu's words made the old man show a trace of embarrassment, and he looked up to the sky and shouted, "I'm asking for a lot of money, can you pay me back on the spot?

"One of the joys of collecting antiques is to pick up missing pieces, so it is normal for sellers to bid and buyers to counter-offer. Besides, if this painting was not made by everyone, would I dare to ask for 600,000?"

"I wonder what your surname is, old man?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and showed a half-smiling expression: "My surname is Wang, young man, don't call me old man, old man. I, an old farmer, can't stand it, so just call me Lao Wangtou!"

Shen Yu asked diligently, but in fact he was just trying to start a conversation.

He didn't care at all what the old man's name was, what he was thinking about now was where to get so much cash.

Because the other party asked for cash before, so the other party will definitely ask for cash this time.

This is not surprising, because most elderly people of this age need cash when selling antiques. They will only consider the business completed when the cash is received, and they may not have a bank card.

Lantingju's current daily standing cash is 300,000 yuan. Shen Yu also has 100,000 yuan in his safe. There is still a gap of 200,000 yuan between the 600,000 yuan and 600,000 yuan. However, it is still early and there is still time to go to the bank to withdraw cash. Even if If you don’t have time, there’s no problem in borrowing it from a store you know well.

If this painting was really copied by Dong Qichang, Shen Yu didn't even want to bargain, because even if Dong Qichang painted it in a daze after drinking too much, let alone 600,000 yuan, even if multiplied by ten times to become 6 million, it would still be a cabbage price.

Feeling that he had thought things through, Shen Yu smiled at the old Wangtou: "Old man, let me take a look at the painting first?"

"Slow!"

"What's wrong?" Shen Yu looked up and asked with a confused face.

"Do you have money?" Lao Wangtou said while making a gesture of counting money.

After hearing what Old Wangtou said, Shen Yu was not angry, but Pei Yu'an's anger suddenly came up, "No money? No money, we have enough to eat and just waste our time here with you? Who are you looking down on?" ”

It’s no wonder that Pei Yuan is angry. There is no old man in the whole flea market who talks like this. It’s so disrespectful.

However, Shen Yu immediately stopped Pei Yu'an, "Old man, how about we find a quiet teahouse to have a good talk? Don't worry, I'll pay for the tea. As long as the painting is real, I can finish it within half an hour. How about putting the money in front of you, then you collect the money and I take the painting?"

Shen Yu is now afraid that some stupid young people will come out and raise the price of the painting. Besides, it is very gloomy today and he doesn't know when it will rain. As for going to Wanbao Building to pick up the missing ones for Pei Yu'an, there is no rush, because Wanbao Building's The business hours are until 9:30 pm.

Unexpectedly, Lao Wangtou shook his head like a rattle, "I don't like to drink tea, and I don't have the time. I just ask you, do you really want to buy this painting of mine?"

"Of course!" Shen Yu replied affirmatively.

"Then take the money!" Lao Wangtou nodded and stretched out his hand towards Shen Yu.

Shen Yuqi said: "Old man, I haven't even seen the painting yet, so you want me to take the money? What if your painting is a fake?"

"I'm not asking you to take the money to buy it. This painting of mine is not an ordinary treasure. If you want to see the painting, you have to give me the money to see the painting first!"

Shen Yu was stunned for a few seconds after hearing this, then looked up at the sky, and said with a convinced smile: "Old man, I am twenty-five years old, and as far back as I can remember, I have never seen anyone asking for money to see paintings. ”< /p>

"We'll see you again if you don't pay me!" Lao Wangtou said confidently. He was so straightforward that he rolled up the painting and left without saying a word.

"Here, why don't I give it? How much does it cost to see it once?"

"Not many, five hundred once!"

"Are you just waiting to grab the money?" Pei Yu'an, who had been standing behind Shen Yu, couldn't help it again.

"That's the price! I'll leave if you don't pay me!" Lao Wangtou seemed to be convinced that Shen Yu and the two of them would be killed.

Shen Yu looked at the painting and smiled again, "What if I only look at the two seals on this painting?"

"Reduced by half, I count you two hundred and five!"

"Deal! I'll just do two hundred and fifty today."

Shen Yu took out a wad of money, counted three and handed them to Lao Wangtou.

Lao Wangtou took the money, checked it, and actually gave Shen Yu fifty. Then he waved his hand behind him and asked his grandson to get out of the way, "Look, I'll give you five minutes."

Shen Yu's first choice for ancient Ming and Qing paintings is to look at the seal. If the seal is wrong, there must be something wrong with the painting.

Shen Yu only glanced at it, and his heart became cold.

The seal is wrong!

Because Dong Qichang's "Dong Family Xuanzai" seal was a white seal, but the one used here is a Zhu Wen seal.

Looking at the few inscribed poems on the painting, it is difficult to describe the calligraphy with good adjectives. At best, it can be regarded as medium quality.

"This old man kept provoking me, probably trying to make me lose my sense of control. If I'm not careful, I might really fall into his trap."

In order to verify his guess, Shen Yu looked at the silk cloth of the painting again.

The silk is not Ming silk, nor is it new silk. It is obviously old silk from the late Qing Dynasty.

Although the distressed works of Dong Qichang in the late Qing Dynasty are also worth collecting, 600,000 yuan is definitely not worth it.

After pondering for a moment, Shen Yu said directly: "Old man, I'm wasting your time. I don't like your painting!"

Old Wangtou looked at Shen Yu up and down with some surprise, "Chuzhou, the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, is really talented."

……

"Hey, what a great painting!"

Just when Shen Yu was about to say a few humble words, an exclamation suddenly came from not far behind him.

Shen Yu turned around and saw a middle-aged fat man with a simple and honest face standing two meters behind him. He was about forty years old. He had a cigarette in his mouth and stared at him with both eyes while puffing away smoke. He touched the painting on the ground and even forgot to twist the eighteen-seed agarwood bracelet in his hand.

This man's face looks very kind, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he has two whiskers. In ancient times, he looked very much like the kind of master who gave advice to rich young men.

When Lao Wangtou saw the person coming, he immediately winked at the young man behind him, Xiao Jiu. Although Xiao Jiu looked dull, his movements were as fast as lightning, and he turned sideways to protect the painting behind him.

"Brother Yu, long time no see!"

Old Wangtou didn't know this person, but Shen Yu knew him. His surname was Yu and his given name was Maolin. There was a store specializing in jade and jade wool in this flea market. This person was a real figure in the Jiangnan jade circle. Number one.

Not only in Chuzhou, but also in Dongjiang.

Because this person is very talented at gambling on stones, and by rubbing stones, he can make six or ten gains.

Don't underestimate this chance. The rumors in the stone circle that nine out of ten bets will fail are definitely not a joke. After all, no one has a clairvoyant eye. No one knows what is going on inside the stone. To be able to do this to Yu Maolin's level, You can definitely be called a master of stone gambling.

He is also a stone gambling consultant for several major jade shops in Dongjiang, including Bao Yuxuan, a famous antique jade shop in Dongjiang where Shen Yu once worked as an appraiser.

The appearance fee starts at least six figures at a time, you don’t pay a penny if the bet goes down, and you get a share of the bet if the bet goes up.

Moreover, this person has a very good character, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a hot-blooded person.

That’s why people gave it the nickname: Chuzhou Timely Rain.

? ?Wish all book friends a happy May Day in advance.


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