Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

Several people turned into another antique street, there were still stalls on the side of the road, and various accents rang out from the crowd. After seeing more than a dozen stalls, Li Mo walked into an antique shop. This antique shop didn't sell porcelain or sculptures, but pure calligraphy and paintings.

This is an antique shop that specializes in selling Chinese calligraphy and paintings, and the boss and shop assistants here are all Chinese faces.

"welcome."

Seeing Li Mo and the others enter the store, a woman in her thirties hurriedly came up to greet her and said with a smile.

"With a strong Sichuan accent." Li Mo said with a smile, "Just like the authentic Sichuan cuisine, as long as you open your mouth, you will never forget it. Are you coming to the United States to work, or are you a Chinese who has settled here?"

"I just came out to work with my elders, and my roots are in Huaxia, and I will never give up. Sir, you look a little familiar, as if you have seen it somewhere."

The woman looked at Li Mo's face suspiciously.

"When I was in China, I often thought my face was familiar. In fact, I am a public face. I look like everyone, but when I turn around, I forget what I look like. Does your store only sell calligraphy and paintings? Do you have any other antiques? Can I get to know you?"

"There are also some gold, silver and jade jewelry in the counter, do you want to have a look?"

"Let me take a look at the calligraphy works first. Is there any good calligraphy and painting to recommend?"

The woman looked at Li Mo's young face, then at the people behind him, and said hesitantly, "Sir, do you mean to take a look at the ancient paintings?"

Seeing her expression, Li Mo guessed what she was thinking, just smiled and said: "I'm just talking casually, look at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall."

Not to mention, the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall are all in good shape at first glance. Some calligraphy levels are imitated very carefully, and the paper and mounting are very old. In particular, the stamps stamped on many calligraphy and paintings really seem to have such a flavor.

"Are these ancient paintings?"

Li Mo turned to look at her.

"Sir, the antique industry is all about eyesight."

This answer is very good, but it is not true enough in their eyes if it can be hung openly, otherwise it has been well protected, so why would it hang like this and wait for others to pick it. Of course, this is for insiders, and outsiders may only feel a little shocked when they see this scene.

At this time, a few more people came in, one of them was wearing a straight suit with a serious face, and the other five looked cautious. The owner of the store personally entertained them, and then enthusiastically introduced the calligraphy and paintings in the store to them.

"Mr. Qin, this group of people want to come to the store to buy an authentic piece of calligraphy as a gift for a friend. Their friend is a Chinese who is very talented in China, so I hope the store owner can recommend one for them. frame."

May was quietly translating on the side.

"Then let's take a look, maybe there are really good authentic calligraphy and paintings in this store."

The owner of the store quickly took out three long boxes from the back room. He opened the first one, carefully took out a scroll painting from it, and slowly spread it on the counter.

"Everyone, please take a look. This is an authentic work by Tang Yin, one of the four great talents of the Ming Dynasty in China, "The Picture of Beauty."

Tang Yin's real work? Li Mo stretched out his head to take a look, and then immediately withdrew his gaze. Even if he didn't use different pupils to tell the story, there are several flaws in such a painting, and he doesn't know where the confidence of this boss comes from.

One of the buyers identified the man as Huaxia, in his fifties. He took out clean white gloves from his bag and put them on, then took out a magnifying glass and began to identify them one by one. After looking at them for about five minutes, he straightened up and shook his head slightly at his boss.

"I also have an authentic painting of Zhu Zhishan Kuangcao, which is also one of the four great talents of the Ming Dynasty. It is written in "The Inscription of the Humble Room". I bought it from the antique market in Huaxia, but it cost a lot of money. Please take a look."

Li Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, someone actually cheated on him. Zhu Zhishan's wild grass "Humble Room Inscription" is in his own hands, and he even met a little ghost here. He looked at it curiously, hey, this calligraphy is not bad, at least it has a little taste in the essence of wild grass.

In addition, the paper is old, and the seal mounting is very similar to that of Ming Dynasty. Those who don't understand it can really be fooled. The appraisal expert was also slightly stunned when he saw this calligraphy, and then bent down to appraise it carefully.

This time he spent a lot of time observing carefully from beginning to end, as if he was trying to find a flaw. But the level of imitation of this crazy "Humble Room Inscription" was so high that he couldn't find a clue for a while.

Li Mo waited with interest, wondering if this appraisal expert is half-baked? About ten minutes later, he straightened up and looked back at the forty-something woman beside the boss.

The latter understood, and also put on his gloves and walked to the counter to look carefully.

"Mr. Qin, is that "Humble Room Inscription" by Zhu Zhishan, one of the four great talents of the Ming Dynasty, an authentic work?" Wu Yue asked in a low voice.

Li Mo shook his head: "I don't know for now, if they are not interested, I can start to figure it out."

The two appraisal experts exchanged their thoughts, and then talked with the boss for a few minutes.

"Boss, how much is this painting?"

"This is Zhu Zhishan's authentic work. His works are rarely handed down, so each one is very valuable. If you sincerely want to buy it, I will give you a real price, three million dollars."

Li Mo almost couldn't hold back his laughter. Zhu Zhishan Kuangcao's authentic work has already been worth more than 100 million yuan in the domestic auction market, but it is only about 20 million yuan when it is converted here.

But for this price, this group of people did not show any abnormalities.

"Three million dollars is too high, we bid 880,000 dollars."

No matter where it is, the mode of bargaining is the same, the only difference is that some people bargain for real, and wish they could cut it to the end. Some people bargain with a guilty conscience, for fear of offending the seller all of a sudden and causing the deal to fall through.

When Li Mo heard their bid, he knew that they were going to miss him, and he already believed in his heart that this was Zhu Zhishan's authentic work.

Sure enough, the shop owner waved his hand directly, and even said that if he sold it at this price, he would lose even his underwear.

"If you really want to, I'll give in a little bit, but I'm definitely not as bargaining as you are. If it's really too expensive for this Ming Dynasty Zhuzhishan Kuangcao authentic, you can take a look at the third ancient calligraphy and painting."

The shop owner quickly rolled up the painting, then put it into a box like a treasure, and placed it under the counter. It was only then that the third long box was opened, and what was spread out in front of everyone was an ink painting.

"This is the original "Mandarin Duck, Bamboo and Stone Picture" by Bada Shanren, a great painter in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties."