The scroll that emits energy fluctuations was not displayed. When Xiao Xingyun looked over, he found that it and other scrolls were inserted in a plastic bucket and placed randomly in the corner of the stall.

In the eyes of the stall owner, it is not qualified to hang it out, and it feels that it cannot attract customers even if it is hanged out.

Most of these paintings have an old feeling. The sky and earth poles used to frame the scrolls are worn out, and some even have insect eyes.

Although the scroll that Xiao Xingyun was interested in was not wormy, the shaft head on the pole was missing. At one end of the pole, there were thorns, as if he had chopped a wooden stick and put it on.

Many customers don’t have to open the scroll for such paintings at all. Just looking at the materials used to frame the paintings, they feel that they are too rough. How can they open the scrolls to appreciate them?

Xiao Xingyun stopped and smiled and said, "Brother, what's the cheap way? Just like the porcelain next to him, it's also 100 yuan per piece. Just pick it up and pick it up?"

"That's OK. He's a low-end product that's wholesale. I'm a work of art. Even if I find someone to imitate it, I have to have three or five hundred pictures. Besides, there's really something in it when my father opened a scrap purchase station in the countryside.

Some old calligraphy and paintings came." The stall owner said with a smile.

"I heard that calligraphy and painting can be copied in large quantities by machines, and the effect is similar to hand-painted."

"There is still a big difference between the machine-copied and imitated by hand. People who are familiar with this industry can see it at a glance. This boss, let's not talk about these inside stories in the industry, which one do you like?

Let's negotiate the price."

Xiao Xingyun pretended to be pondering and said to Hu Lili beside him: "What painting is suitable for hanging in your room? Which type of theme do you like?"

"What? Do you want to help me decorate the bedroom? Haha, I like Guanyin’s picture of giving birth to children, please help me choose one."

Xiao Xingyun glared at her, saying, "This woman dares to say anything."

Why do you need to invite Guanyin to give birth to your child? I will do my best, one will do it!

However, I didn't dare to flirt with her anymore and said angrily: "I think it's more appropriate to hang a Zhong Kui on the head of the bed. It can ward off evil spirits and contraceptives."

"Geese, as long as you like, please choose one for me." Hu Lili was not angry at all, and lay on his shoulder with a smile, taking the opportunity to blow into his ears.

"Is the picture of Zhong Kui, don't say it, I really have one here." The stall owner almost choked to death by dog ​​food, and in a hurry, he lifted out the bucket containing the paintings in the corner.

Open a scroll, no, close it again.

I opened another scroll, but it wasn't yet, and I closed it again.

Finally, I found the scroll that Xiao Xingyun was interested in. After opening it, the stall owner smiled with relief and said, "I found it. It's this picture of Zhong Kui. Although there is no signature or seal, everyone who has seen it said that the painting is very vivid.

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This is not a coincidence, but Xiao Xingyun saw the content on the scroll through his perspective, and deliberately said that he would give Hu Lili a picture of Zhong Kui.

The scroll unfolds in the stall owner's hand. Zhong Kui in the painting is full of murderous aura, wearing a bright red dress, dancing a sword in his hand, with a ghostly aura around him, and a ghostly mist under his feet... There is no ghost in the painting, but it gives people the feeling that he

He just killed thousands of evil spirits.

Even if Xiao Xingyun doesn’t know how to draw, he still thinks that this painting is very imposing and artistic.

What is strange is that such a painting does not have any text, nor does it have a signature or seal, it is like a draft of an exercise.

"The painting is pretty good, but it has not been signed, and I don't know who painted it. It's a pity. By the way, what is the price of this painting?" Xiao Xingyun asked with disgust.

"This is a real old painting. It was collected by my father from the countryside. There is no credit and hard work. Just give it two thousand two." The stall owner said.

Xiao Xingyun's expression of contempt was even heavier: "Stop pulling it, what kind of broken wood is used for this broken painting of the world axis? There are tiny mold spots on it, and it is not put in place at first glance. I don't know if it's old, but

It definitely has no value. Maybe it is a painting enthusiast in the countryside, who can easily imitate the drawings. I want them 200 yuan."

"200 yuan is too little. It costs four or five hundred yuan to find a professional art student to draw a painting. The labor is getting more and more expensive... Otherwise, you add some more?"

“No!”

"Okay, it's clear that you're so happy. 200 is 200, and the deal is completed."

So the stall owner stuffed this picture of Zhong Kui into Xiao Xingyun's hands.

Xiao Xingyun was also a cheerful person. He scanned the code for the boss and transferred the money.

After the two left the painting stall, Hu Lili glanced at him with a strange look: "Do you really want to hang this picture of Zhong Kui in my bedroom?"

"You think beautifully. This is my choice of treasure. I will keep it for sale." Xiao Xingyun refused mercilessly.

"Geese, I'm scared to death. I thought you had some strange habits!" As he said that, Hu Lili held Xiao Xingyun's arm tightly, used her big buttocks on her shoulders, and deliberately squeezed Xiao Xingyun.

Friction is the devil's pace!

Xiao Xingyun is almost singing.

In order to divert Hu Lili's harassment, Xiao Xingyun said: "You said the author of this painting is ill. He is obviously so good that he doesn't leave a name. No matter how lazy he is, he should print a seal! What a pity, he doesn't cover it.

If you write a less name for a chapter, the price will drop by at least half!"

"Well, do you really think it is valuable?" Hu Lili became serious.

Xiao Xingyun said honestly: "I can't get it right. Anyway, I think it's a real old object. I'll ask your calligraphy and painting master in the store to help me get a clue."

"Okay." Hu Lili just glanced at it from a distance and didn't look carefully.

Now that I heard Xiao Xingyun say so seriously, I took it seriously.

Because they were holding a ceramic bottle and a scroll, it was no longer convenient for them to visit. After turning around the intersection in front, they went back to the treasure pavilion.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

"Boss, you are back!" the staff in the store greeted respectfully.

"Well, is Master Sun in the back? OK, I'll go find him."

Hu Lili asked the employee and took Xiao Xingyun straight to the back room on the first floor, where the workshops of several appraisers were there.

Sun Buer and his two apprentices were busy in a spacious painting room. He and his two apprentices were restoring a slightly damaged ancient painting.

"Master Sun, are you busy?" Hu Lili greeted.

"Oh, it's the boss, are you asking me for trouble?" Sun Buer didn't raise his head and was still busy with the restoration work.

"We found a painting at the stall and wanted to ask you to take a look."

"Oh? What good things can be found on the stalls now? They are all scams that have been approved."

Sun Buer finally finished the process in his hand, and then he had time to look up at Hu Lili, and also saw Xiao Xingyun beside her, a ceramic bottle and a scroll in his hand.

"Huh? This painting looks quite pleasant, like an old object. The world scroll used for mounting was replaced recently, right? This broken craft almost destroyed the painting. Put the painting on the table and let me take a closer look.
Chapter completed!