Tomb Raider System of Myriad Realms

Chapter 125 Talking About Painting (Please Subscribe!)
The old cat saw that a fight was about to start, so he quickly grabbed Lao Liu and blocked Hu Liuyi: "Brother Liu, Young Master Hu, Brother Zhang, let's talk slowly if we have something to say, don't do it! There is no righteousness in business, and there is no way to put it aside." If you quarrel, it's not good to hurt your peace."

"Old cat, are these the people you brought here? It's just nonsense!" Old Liu blushed and had a thick neck.

"You dare to say that my elder brother can't understand shit, I think you deserve a beating!"

In fact, Hu Liuyi didn't know whether Zhang Qiling could tell it was a fake or just a fool, but he knew that this man had real abilities, and they were brothers, so could they turn their elbows outward?

Qian Jinjin dragged Hu Liuyi's arm and said in a low voice, "You want your father to be sanctioned again?"

Hu Liuyi is a master who is not afraid of anything, but he is afraid of economic sanctions.A dime is hard for a hero. He is used to being extravagant. If he doesn't have money, he can't move a single step.

"Brother Zhang, why don't you tell me what's going on? Even if it's a fake, there must be a reason for it!" What a smooth person the old cat is, looking at Zhang Qiling with flattering eyes.

Xin said: Young people just can't hold their breath, even if it's a fake, it won't be too late to talk about it after going out, how can anyone expose it face to face?
This is also a customary rule of the Bank.

It's your business to be capable, you can't slap others in the face!
Just take his own shop, there is no real thing!If he met such straight-hearted customers as Zhang Qiling, wouldn't his shop go out of business early?
There are good things, but they are all left by the great waves washing the sand. Whether it is ancestral or dug out of the ground, it is not easy to preserve it after hundreds of years or thousands of years. After all, it is a minority.

The antique market is a mixed bag of dragons and snakes, everyone is trying to make a living. Zhang Qiling is breaking the rules and ruining other people's jobs by doing this.

Don't talk about right or wrong. You shouldn't sell fakes. If they are all real things, how many people can really afford them?

This is like betting on stones, willing to bet and admit defeat!

People are gamblers, and they can't blame others for their own incompetence.

The water is too deep, don't come down!

Zhang Qiling is not afraid of things. He glanced at the dazzling array of shelves and walls full of calligraphy and paintings: "Does Boss Liu know about Tang Yin's "Waterfall Viewing on Lushan Mountain"?"

Lao Liu was slightly startled, but when he saw that the other party had a calm expression and did not seem to want to continue arguing, he suppressed his anger a little, but still snorted rudely: "Of course I know that."

"Then do you know how much money was paid for that picture?"

"This..." Lao Liu trembled in his heart. Could it be that this kid is really knowledgeable?

Without waiting for Lao Liu to answer, Zhang Qiling said: "In 2013, Sotheby's Auction Company in New York held a special auction of ancient paintings and calligraphy. The bidding for "Waterfall Viewing on Mount Lu" started at US$3 million. After 120 rounds of bidding, it finally sold for US$5.9 million. The deal was done at a sky-high price.”

Lao Liu wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I know this too."

"5.9 US dollars, which is equivalent to more than 30 billion yuan!" Hu Liuyi was stunned, I'm so good!He always thought that antique utensils were rare before, but he didn't expect this light calligraphy and painting to be so valuable!

"Not to mention the artist of this painting, "A Hundred Birds Struggle for Spring, Phoenix's Secret Picture", regardless of whether it is authentic or fake, just in terms of size, it is larger than "Viewing Waterfalls on Mount Lu". If it is authentic, the market price will not be less than 6 million US dollars. ." As Zhang Qiling spoke, he glanced at the narrow and cramped shop in front of him. Because it was daytime, although there was light, it was not bright enough. When customers come to such a shop, they are reluctant to even turn on the lights. Is it a place where dragons and crouching tigers can be taken? Come up with something worth $[-] million?

"It stands to reason. Therefore, my copy of "A Hundred Birds Struggle for Spring, Phoenix Secrets" is definitely a treasure, and there is a lot of room for appreciation!" Old Liu said with a shy face, maintaining his face, but he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. Somewhat weak.

Zhang Qiling smiled slightly: "I know that this antique street is a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. The people who can open stores here are all big names, not just ordinary people. Boss Liu has been doing this business for some years, right?"

Seeing Zhang Qiling praising him, Old Liu couldn't use force any more: "Thank you, Boss Zhang. I have only opened a store here for a few decades, and it is not as good as those stores that have been passed down for generations. But the situation has changed. To talk about this treasure hunt, in addition to vision, you also need a bit of luck. It's hard to say which family will encounter difficulties and take out the items from the bottom of the box that are passed down from ancestors to exchange them. I am a bit lucky in wealth, otherwise I wouldn't be able to do this kind of calligraphy and painting. Business."

Lao Liu said this tactfully, because there was a prodigal Hu Liuyi in front of him, and he finally remembered it after getting along with him this time.Therefore, some things can only be said in a roundabout way. What he said is that even if you suspect that I can't afford [-] million US dollars, who can say that luck and eyesight are accurate?Can you guarantee that when money is tight, which ignorant prodigal will not take out the treasures at the bottom of the box at home and sell them off?

But my old Liu has such luck. Don't worry about where I bought this painting. Anyway, it is in my hands now, and you can't take it with money.

Hu Liuyi listened in a daze and didn't even notice that the other party was reflecting on his prodigal status. He just felt that the words were not quite right.

"It's also the same reason. Today we will talk about paintings. Regardless of the origin of the heroes, the calligraphy and paintings are the same. As long as the things are good, everything is easy to talk about." Lao Mao continued to talk.

"Then let's just talk about paintings, and it makes sense to talk about some trivial matters about Tang Yin's life!" Zhang Qiling said.

"That's natural. What antique literature is about is its historical connotation and cultural heritage. It's understandable for everyone to discuss it." Old Mao said calmly.

Old Liu also had no choice but to say: "Okay, what do you want to talk about?"

If he doesn't want to talk, wouldn't he appear guilty?They are all people on the scene, who wants to be slapped in the face?It's better to talk politely than to quarrel endlessly. It's better to call everyone on the street to watch the excitement with a few voices!

Even if an agreement cannot be reached and a quarrel breaks out, the owner of the store will be the only one who feels uncomfortable if the customer slaps his ass and leaves.

"Tang Bohu's "Song of Peach Blossom Temple", you should be familiar with it!" Zhang Qiling said.

"I know!" Hu Liuyi finally caught an opportunity to show his talent, how could he miss it? "The world laughs at me for being too crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through. I don't see the tombs of heroes in the five tombs, and I have no flowers and no wine to hoe to make fields!"

"It's this one." Zhang Qiling nodded, "This poem was written in the 18th year of Hongzhi, that is, 1505. In this year, it was only six years since Tang Yin was falsely accused in the imperial examination. Involved in a fraud case in the examination room, his fame was denounced. In the long-term training of life, he saw through the illusion of fame and wealth, and believed that the fame and wealth gained at the price of sacrificing freedom would not last long. The leisurely life of flowers as friends and wine as friends. This poem expresses his life attitude of being happy to live in seclusion and indifferent to fame."

(End of this chapter)