"because……"

Qi Xiang calmed down and said in a leisurely manner: "Because at the beginning, I thought this painting might be an open painting, so I was hesitant. But the attitudes of several old men reminded me of another possibility."

An old man's sparse brows moved slightly and asked, "What's the possibility?"

"Is there any other possibility?" the others murmured in a low voice, one by one, confused.

"Don't make a noise, what he says."

Under the warning of some people, others shut up and listened silently.

"I suddenly remembered that Ren Bonian was a professional painter." Qi Xiang said slowly: "Any professional painter must have one thing in common."

"What are the common points?" Sun Lao Rao asked with interest, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Tag the price clearly..." Qi Xiang said with a smile: "Professional painters are never ashamed to talk about money. After all, they make a living by selling paintings. Every piece of money is worth, and the price must be clearly marked."

"This is particularly prominent in Zheng Banqiao, Qi Baishi and others. The cost of the handwriting they wrote is still talked about today."

Qi Xiang listed an example and said, "There is no doubt that Ren Bonian is the same. How much does his painting cost and how much does the fan cost? There must be a standard market situation. Thank you for your refusal to bargain."

"Well, this is the fact, and it's right." Mr. Sun asked again: "But is there any connection between this market and the authenticity of this painting?"

The others nodded unconsciously, feeling that Qi Xiang's words were surrounded by clouds and mist, which made them unable to understand.

"Of course there is a connection." Qi Xiang said confidently: "As the saying goes, you get what you pay for. Ren Bonian is a great painter, and his paintings are worth the money, so everyone recognizes them."

"However, I said just now that in Ren Bonian's later years, he suffered from lung disease and rarely picked up his pen and painted it. It was usually written by his daughter."

Qi Xiang's eyes were shining and full of wisdom: "In this case, if someone finds that the painting he bought for a lot of money was not made by Ren Bonian, what would happen if you think... would it happen?"

"this……"

A group of people looked at each other, some thoughtful, and some confused.

After a while, someone whispered: "Will you turn your back?"

"Or...return the goods?"

"Let him draw another one..."

The discussions of the people were getting closer and closer to the truth.

At this time, Qi Xiang chuckled and said, "If it were me, I would turn my back and return the goods, it would be inevitable. But a smart person who sincerely sought painting might use more clever methods to recover his losses."

“For example…”

Qi Xiang paused and smiled and said, "For example, with his pen-replacement work and a blank painting that had been framed, he went directly to Ren Bonian's house to seek punishment, and then watched him start writing with his own eyes and draw a picture of the same lady."

"Wouldn't it be even more profitable to go home with two paintings in the end?"

Qi Xiang explained this assumption word by word, but it made a group of people stunned and completely stunned.

"Yes, why didn't I think of it?"

Suddenly someone clapped his hands and shouted, blaming himself and regretting, "Why didn't I think of this? You should know that professional painters are very busy. Some historical materials have recorded that some people specially brought blank scrolls that had been framed to the door in order to ask for painting."

"In this way, those painters couldn't stand the mercy and had to paint on the spot. This was a good way to jump into the line."

Under the reminder of that person, the others also woke up and immediately reacted.

The ink and ink are not necessarily the only way to reveal the painting. It is also very likely that the painting's mind is framed in advance, forming layers of layers, and then painting on the blank scroll. In this case, it is naturally difficult for the ink to penetrate into the interior.

If you think about it carefully, Qi Xiang’s judgment is reasonable and can be explained.

Some people figured it out, some people felt a headache, so they simply turned around and asked, "A few old men, are this little brother right? Is this the original work?"

In an instant, under the focus of everyone, several old men laughed at the same time, smiling very happily.

"He's right."

Mr. Sun did not keep it a secret and said bluntly: "Yes, based on our research, we unanimously believe that this painting is the original. And the reason is the same as his analysis. I think this painting should have been framed before painting it on it."

“Ahhhh…”

In an instant, there seemed to be a huge uproar in the crowd, and there was an uproar. Some were excited, some were depressed, noisy, and uneasy.

Boss Pang Da's face suddenly collapsed when he heard the sound. His face was twitching, and he felt a little painful.

Sometimes, I am really afraid of anything and come.

At this moment, someone smiled and said with a hint: "Where is the shopkeeper Pang Da, this guy has picked out all ten fakes. Should you fulfill your promise and take out the lottery?"

"Yes, Caitou, Caitou!"

Those who watch the fun are not afraid of big things. A group of people immediately start to make a fuss and laugh and laugh.

“…Okay, OK.”

Boss Pang Da quickly adjusted his mentality and tried to keep his calm look: "I keep my word. Since he did it, he would just take any painting on the second floor, so he would not be polite to me."

Hearing this, many people looked at Qi Xiang with envy and sighed in all kinds of emotions.

"Tsk tsk, you've made a lot of money."

"I don't know which painting to choose..."

"No, of course, is the most valuable."

Everyone whispered and talked a lot. In their opinion, this was an obvious matter and there was no need to hesitate at all.

At the same time, someone sneered: "Haha, who doesn't know the most valuable paintings? The problem is, let me tell you, which one of the works on the second floor is the most valuable?"

"This..." Someone opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly it got stuck and couldn't say it.

That's right ~

You must know the value, or price of calligraphy and painting works, it is difficult to have an accurate standard. The so-called market conditions and prices often change and keep floating.

The price was that last year, but it may not be this price this year. It may appreciate or depreciate.

This kind of market change is the most difficult to understand.

Of course, what is more difficult to understand than the market conditions is the collector's temperament.

Some collectors like the works of a painter very much. When they encounter works of this painter, they often spend a lot of money to buy them regardless of the market conditions.

But I just disdained the things I didn't like and was too lazy to quote.

This contrast, uncertainty, is also a variable.

There are so many works on the second floor, and dozens of famous artists gather together. Everyone has their own aesthetic interests. It is definitely difficult to unify their opinions if there are too many people.

He said that this painting is the most valuable, and someone immediately scoffed at it, thinking that he had no vision, which triggered a fierce controversy and refutation. As we went back and forth, the spacious living room immediately became more lively than the vegetable market.

An old man frowned slightly, disliked this noisy environment, and immediately spoke: "Everyone should be calm..."

When the respected master came forward, the group of people naturally calmed down and listened to the teachings respectfully.

"It's boring for you to argue." The old man waved his hand and said, "Let's listen, what is the main idea?"

When a group of people woke up, they felt a little embarrassed. Yes, Qi Xiang hadn't even spoken yet, so they were yelling around. The emperor was really not in a hurry, and the eunuch was in a hurry...

But soon, someone couldn't help but strongly recommend it: "Little brother, you might as well consider that the pine and bamboo picture of Zheng Banqiao is really good. It is Zheng Banqiao's representative work and is valuable!"

"Don't listen to him... Listen to me... Tang Bohu's paintings are valuable!"

"Tang Bohu's paintings are also divided into grades... They are not necessarily ancient paintings, but they are definitely valuable. The works of modern masters have always been expensive in the market, such as Li Keran..."

"The red plums of the mountain moon in Guanshanyue have a classic red meaning..."

A group of people are kind-hearted and full of words to recommend each person. Each person has his own aesthetic tendency. Each piece of work is like the products in their store, and he is very active and dedicated to selling it.

When Boss Pang Da heard this, his eyes kept beating and his face looked very bad.

Because the works recommended by these people can also be regarded as treasures among the paintings on the second floor. Almost every one of them was purchased by him at a high price.

"Everyone is not good, they are so sharp-eyed..." Boss Pang Da cursed in his heart, but he had no choice but to do anything about it.

"Thank you everyone, thank you everyone..."

In response to everyone's kindness, Qi Xiang nodded with a smile and expressed her appreciation. Then he turned around, walked to the side of Boss Pang, and smiled and said, "Mr. Pang, how about you talking with me?"

"Uh?" Boss Pang Da was stunned, naturally a little confused. However, he thought about it but did not refuse.

At that moment, the two of them avoided the crowd's onlookers and came to the corner lightly.

"What do you want to talk to me?" asked Boss Pang, very alert.

Qi Xiang smiled and whispered: "Mr. Pang, can you fulfill the lottery... what you said?"

"Ah?" Boss Pang Da was stunned. He had made great calculations, but he didn't expect that Qi Xiang would actually ask this.

"I'm a little tight recently and need a sum of cash..." Qi Xiang was also a little shy: "Anyway, I got the lottery ticket, and I probably changed my hand to exchange for money. Since that's the case, I won't do it too much. It's better to cash it directly, don't you think?"

Boss Pang's eyes rolled, his eyes flashed, "Which painting did you like?"

"Actually, I think the high mountain red plum painting of Guanshanyue is really very popular..." Qi Xiang smiled and said, "After all, Guanshanyue is an outstanding representative of the Lingnan School of Painting, and high mountain red plum is a subject that he is more good at, and the market price should be not low."

When Boss Pang Da heard this, his heart suddenly shrank.

At this moment, Qi Xiang continued, "But later I thought, Zheng Banqiao's pine and bamboo picture seems to be good. If it is fulfilled, I will definitely choose this work. What do you think?"

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Chapter completed!