Happy Tycoon

　　 Grandpa slowly took off the reading glasses, touched the frame of the picture with his hand, and said with a smile on his face: "Good painting, good painting! The good thing that opens the door is indeed a good painting by Wang Shishen."

　　 The shop owner's vision is not bad. He can see that Grandpa was pushed in by Yang Jing and the old uncle. Obviously, the three of them are mainly the old man.

　　 The shop owner smiled and bent over and said to the old man: "My old man, I have to say that this is your vision!" The shop owner thumbed up again.

　　 Grandpa was praised and laughed like a child.

　　 The old uncle lowered his head and asked his grandfather: "Dad, do you like this painting?"

The old man nodded, but then he shook his head and said, "If I read this painting correctly, it should be Wang Shishen's original work. I have seen many paintings of plum blossoms, but it is elegant and dynamic, but Wang Shishen. This painting Very good, I like it very much, but we can’t afford this painting. In terms of the size of this painting, it’s estimated to be 300,000 yuan now. Xiaolong, forget it, I don’t want this painting. Look I'm satisfied after that."

　　 When the shop owner heard the old man's words, his face became a little unsightly, and he muttered in a low voice, "Master, this painting is more than 300,000 yuan. This painting is at least one million yuan now."

Yang Jing grabbed the shop owner and said in a low voice: "My grandfather had a craniotomy seven years ago. He basically can't remember anything after the operation, but he can still remember the things before the operation. The price his old man said must be at least the 2010 price."

　　 When the boss heard this, his face became a little better, and he whispered, "Is the old man still suffering from this disease?"

　　 Yang Jing nodded and made a "please forgive me" expression.

　　 The old uncle asked the shop owner: "How much is the minimum price for this painting?"

The shop owner looked at the old man, then looked at the painting, gritted his teeth and said, “The size of this painting is 104*48.5 cm, which is considered to be the middle-highest among Wang Shishen’s paintings. If you really want to If you do, you take one million. No matter how low it is, I won’t be able to sell it."

　　 At this price, Yang Jing nodded slightly. Now Wang Shishen’s paintings have increased in value very quickly. In the 2013 Poly Hong Kong spring auction, there was once Wang Shishen’s "Camellia Orchid Picture", the size is 88.5*29 cm, which is smaller than this painting, and the result was shot. The high price of 1.84 million Hong Kong dollars.

　　 In the Guardian Autumn auction in the same year, Wang Shishen's "Aomei Tu", which was about the same size as the painting, was sold for 1.01 million.

　　 If it is now, Wang Shishen’s paintings can definitely be sold at a higher price

　　 Of course, that was the price at the auction. The real price of Wang Shishen's paintings should be lower than the auction price.

Wang Shishen's painting of plum blossoms can definitely be ranked in the top five in Chinese history. It is said that the price of his paintings of plum paintings should be higher, but Wang Shishen has been selling paintings for a living, and he has left a lot after his death. Therefore, although his paintings are recognized as good ones in the industry, they have not been able to get any high prices.

　　In all fairness, the shop owner now offers a price of one million, which is really not high. After all, this is Wang Shishen’s real work.

　　 Even though the old man's ears were awkward, he was immediately unhappy when he heard the boss's words.

"What? One million? Why are Wang Shishen's paintings so valuable now? I just saw Wang Shishen's "Molan Tu" with an old friend two months ago. The size is much larger than this painting. But my old friend bought that painting for only 460,000 yuan. Boss, your price is expensive..."

　　 Yang Jing and the old uncle looked at each other, both showing helpless wry smiles. Needless to say, the old man has put his memories from seven years ago to the present again.

　　 Fortunately, Yang Jing explained this to the shop owner just now, but the shop owner didn’t care. Otherwise, the shop owner would have to blast the three of them out with such a bargaining method.

　　 Yang Jing was really about to bargain again, the old man's temper suddenly came up.

　　 "No more, this painting is no longer needed, and our family can't afford this painting! Xiaolong, push me out and go around."

　　 The old man at this time is like a child who loses his temper. Old children, old children, once they get angry, they have to honestly follow his wishes, otherwise the old man would really dare to shake the wheelchair and walk back by himself.

　　 The old uncle showed an apologetic smile at the shop owner, pushed the old man out, and Yang Jing was going to stay and explain to the boss.

The boss is not confused. Knowing that the old man is ill, he didn’t wait for Yang Jing to explain, he smiled and waved his hand and said, “You have a little brother, I can understand this. In fact, my old man was suffering from Alzheimer’s. At that time, it was the same. Forget it, let's do it like this."

　　 Yang Jing helped the boss re-hang the painting, and then said: "Boss~www.readwn.com~ Let me see it from you again, I will buy one if I like it."

The boss nodded without interest, and pointed to the other side and said, "There are still a few rare ancient books in my collection. You can go and have a look. As for the four treasures of the study, I also collected two fine lake pens and two swords. If you have a good match, I will give you a cheaper price."

　　 Yang Jing nodded and walked over.

　　 First glanced at the lake pen collected by the store owner and the two large paper samples placed out, Yang Jing nodded slightly. Things are really good things, but Yang Jing doesn't like collecting things like the Four Treasures of the Study. Another thing is that although the store owner's collection of these things is of good quality, they are not very high in terms of collection value.

　　 Yang Jing had no interest in collecting such things, so he moved to the old books protected by the glass cabinet.

　　 There are seven ancient books collected by the shop owner. Yang Jing looked at it and said to the shop owner, "Boss, can you show me this book?"

　　 Seeing Yang Jing took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put it on, the shop owner hesitated a bit, then opened the cabinet and took out the book Yang Jing was referring to.

Putting the book on the counter cautiously, the shop owner said: "Brother, you have to be careful. Although this book is not a precious Song edition book, it is also a book from the Kangxi period. Maybe the price is not very high, but at the beginning It took me a lot of effort to collect this book."

Hearing what the boss said, Yang Jing nodded and said, "Don’t worry, bosses are all insiders. I understand these rules. Regardless of whether they are worthy of the Song, Ming or Qing editions, Up to now, they are all the treasures left by our ancestors, and we can't blame our ancestors."