Dangdang shop

"What's so scary about that?"

Ah Xi is obviously the first time to see the work pointed out by their mushroom, and when he heard the guy from his big cousin’s family say it’s scary, he felt a little bit rude about it, after all, it’s something from mushrooms. He was so excited that he moved his head and leaned forward, wanting to see what kind of tragic picture was painted inside.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, Ah Xi was speechless, why is this painting so scary?Not only is it not scary, but it also has the atmosphere of city life.

What is depicted on the picture is probably the suburbs of a city. Different from ordinary plain cities, this place seems to be a hilly and mountainous area. As soon as you leave the city, there are mountains and green hills. Therefore, most of the paintings are basically freehand. Landscape painting, but it is different from the general ancient literati landscape painting in that the second half of the scroll actually does not fully focus on the depiction of the remaining mountains and rivers, but more of sporadic people scattered in the deep mountains to live their lives warm picture.

A family seems to have dug some terraced fields in a hilly area with relatively gentle slopes. At this moment, two young and middle-aged men, whether they are father and son or brothers, are stepping on water wheels there, drawing water from a nearby stream to irrigate the farmland. The nephews of this family who have not grown up playfully took off their clothes and played in the stream with only the children's bellybands on. No, if you look closely, the children are not just for playing, it seems that some of them are looking down and touching Yu, probably wants to help his parents relieve the pears brought about by living on the barren land in the mountains.

This type of terraced fields can hardly be seen in the deeper part of the mountain, but there are also some thatched houses, and it can be seen that the artist's true biography is freehand. Although no specific characters are depicted, the broken thatched grass From the smoke coming out of the house, it can be judged that such a remote place is still inhabited, and there are a few washed and peeled animal skins hanging on the clothesline in the yard in front of the house, indicating that the owners of these thatched cottages— —It should be a hunter who makes a living in the mountains.

Looking further down, it seems that we have reached the end of the scroll, but even so, the painter did not use a large area of ​​landscape rendering to finish it hastily, and even at the very end of the scroll, there are several small trails and sporadic pedestrians. Judging from the attire and mounts of the pedestrians, they should be merchants traveling between various prefectures, cities and counties, with a very strong atmosphere of life.

"How can such a warm painting be scary?"

Ah Xi looked at it for a long time, but took the opportunity to take a sneak peek at their mushrooms in the ordinary atmosphere of the people's farming, weaving, fishing and hunting depicted by the artist. It would be perfect to live this ordinary life with this guy , Alas... Go away, you damn money, this young master just likes the cleaning girl who would rather be broken than broken. Ah Xi's mind is already full of delusions of rich young masters.

"Master Biao, look down, what I said just now is not nonsense." Kuizi on the other side also racked his brains and didn't know what to call Hu Cheng, a distant relative who was related to him. Let him and his big shopkeeper be cousins ​​to each other.

"Look down?"

"Look here." Hu Cheng had already understood what Kuizi meant, and pointed to the edge of the half of the painting, where it had been torn.

"Ah! What the hell is this?"

Ah Xi was touched by Hu Cheng, and immediately discovered the key point of this painting. Obviously, the second half of the painting is a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, but only in the middle part that is artificially separated, there is a difficult scene. Explanation screen.

In the place where the picture scroll was torn apart, there were many people bustling and bustling. Judging from the clothes, hats and clothing, the social ranks of these people were obviously different. Some of them should be businessmen with relatively wealthy families but low social status.

The purposes of these walks are different, some are running towards the direction of the torn scroll, and some seem to have just rushed from between the other half of the painting, and each of them faces The expression on his face seemed to be burning with traces of anxiety.

"Look, those people rushing to the direction of the other half of the picture scroll seem to be holding something in their hands, food, animal fur, and some rare treasures brought by merchants from afar." Hu Cheng pointed Pointing to the place where the scroll was torn apart, he said.

"The people who are walking in a hurry in the other direction don't seem to have brought anything, and they are either riding a horse or sitting in a sedan chair." Wang Dun continued, as if thinking of something, he tilted his head and rolled his eyes. wandering around.

"Well, it was because of this broken painting that I almost lost the job I had so hard to find." Kuizi pouted, as if recalling some old events when he accepted the painting as his death.

At that time, he had just joined the work not long ago and hadn't passed the probationary period, so he was very diligent. He hadn't turned a blind eye to eat and waited to die when he saw a shopkeeper like now.

At that time, Wang Dun didn't keep vigil, and Kuizi could sleep or not anyway. In order to be able to get involved in the formal establishment of working with Wang Dun, he did everything he could to show his industriousness and bravery. Taking care of the business in the shop, he received this order in the early hours of the morning.

That night was Moon Hei Killing Night, when the wind was high and the fire was high, Kuizi sat alone guarding a solitary lamp. Although he could scare others half to death by himself, but this kind of atmosphere that you say "Liao Zhai" and "I also say "Liao Zhai" I was a little nervous, but at this moment, someone knocked on the door knocker.

coming.

Kuizi had a plan in his mind, and their shopkeeper said, but most of the business around three o'clock in the morning is dead, let him be smart, don't drag everything home, but don't miss out on good things , If you do well, there will be a commission, Kuizi firmly remembers it in his heart.

"Guest officer, is there anything you want to give up?"

Kuizi is quite clever, and after being trained by Wang Dun, he speaks very politely. He is crisp and easy to listen to, and many pawnshops roll their eyes at the customers who come to the door. It is a common method to take advantage of the opportunity to lower the price, but Wang Dun never allows such a thing to happen in his shop.

"Hey, there's something I want to ask the shopkeeper to take a look at." The person who came was a young man who looked refined. It was the middle of winter, and the man's padded jacket was thick, and a lot of cotton was wadding on it. , there must be someone in the family who knows the cold and the hot, probably married and married a daughter-in-law.

Kuizi was still a clerk at that time, and he felt very comfortable being honored as the shopkeeper, so he quickly agreed to let him in the shop, and the two sat down as guests and hosts. Kuizi saw the half of the painting that the young man had unfolded on the table.

"Why, only half a sheet?"

Kuizi didn't look at it carefully, but the scrolls of ancient paintings all have a certain size. This one looked like a fragmentary scroll, so I was not very happy at the time. I took a closer look and found that the half of the scroll that didn't have an inscription, like this Everyone knows that things cannot be sold at a high price.

"Shopkeeper, to tell you the truth, I also came here because of the reputation. I just want to be a dead man for this painting. It doesn't matter if you give me three melons and two dates." The young man seemed to see Kuizi's embarrassment, and took the initiative A condition that sounds quite attractive is given.

Dead?Is it basically a free gift?Kuizi's greedy soul inherited from Wang Dun was burning again, and his originally ugly face eased a little.

"That's the case, to tell you the truth, I just married my wife, but the old lady at home always hangs this half of the painting as a treasure for us in the new house, and my wife doesn't like it, It is said that people get married and decorate the bridal chamber in pairs, but our family is fine, the son gets married, and the mother gives half a painting to put in the room, isn't it obvious to be annoying."

The young man is caught in the ultimate human torture of saving me or saving his mother. His mother's love is as deep as the sea, and his wife's love is as hot as fire, so he just fell into dire straits.

"After much deliberation, I have to cut it first and play it later. Take it out and pawn it and it's over. After all, it's a family heirloom, and I don't want to set it on fire. You can just give me a price, as long as it's enough for running errands." Young The man said sincerely.

"Well."

Kuizi thought for a while about the shopkeeper's instructions. If you don't pick up money when you go out, you will lose it. This ancient painting looks dilapidated, but take a closer look at the landscape figures in the painting. Many of the freehand works have a literati temperament. Although I can’t find the inscriptions now, it doesn’t mean that there is no possibility of finding the other half on the market in the future. Customer, it might not be a problem to get back more than ten or twenty times the capital, and it doesn't cost much money, so let's find a leak first.

"This shopkeeper, you can take it as a master, just give me the money for a foreign car." The young man saw that Kuizi hadn't found a partner for a long time, and thought he was suspicious, so he hurriedly teased him.

"A foreign car? Then where do you live? If I lived in Hainan, I wouldn't be able to spend so much." Kuizi complained.

"Look at what you said, I live near the train station, you can give me fifty cents." The young man smiled, and his mood eased a lot.

"Well, then I'm not a bully. I'll give you ten yuan as a ticket. Our boss has something to say. If you repent within three years, you can still negotiate with the ticket, but it's more expensive than the original price. It can only be redeemed if it is more expensive."

Kuizi kindly gave a price that he thought was not bad. After all, it is an ancient painting, so it is really inappropriate to give it a price of [-] cents. Besides, it is not good for the reputation of the pawn shop if the price is too low. In the future, I am afraid that it will affect customers to come to the door, saying that the store is bullying customers.

"Okay, okay! Shopkeeper, you are so kind." The man seemed overjoyed when he heard the price, and hurriedly urged Kuizi to issue a pawn ticket, and ran away in a hurry.