Good Eyes!
"Young man, you have to think carefully. You're still young. You don't have to gamble with your parents 'money.”Seeing that Wu Ze was still young, the person beside him advised him kindly.
"That's right. Child, you can't spend money recklessly.”
Liu Dongmei also walked over and grabbed Wu Ze.""You're right. Let's go shopping.”
Wu Ze silently looked at the item in front of him. If it was a hidden treasure from more than ten years ago, it would be worth at least ten million yuan. Therefore, he had to bid for this item.
The middle-aged man looked for a long time but did not see anyone interested. His gaze swept across everyone. Only Wu Ze seemed to be interested. He waved his hand and pretended to say,"Forget it, since you made the first bid, I'll give you a price of 100 yuan. But let me say this first, if you pick a fake one, don't go back on your word.”
" Alright," Wu Ze said without hesitation. He then took out a hundred-yuan bill and handed it to the other party.
"Good luck, good luck, choose.”
Wu Ze pretended to be hesitant and nervous, but in his heart, he was overjoyed. He had already memorized this treasure. There would definitely be no mistakes.
"This fellow is indeed a reckless fellow.”The onlookers shook their heads secretly. The chances of picking something good from these hooligans were even smaller than winning the lottery.
"When he comes back, Dad and Mom will probably kick him out of ten blocks with a big stick.”
"A hundred yuan for a lesson? Isn't that too expensive?”Everyone thought that Wu Ze would definitely pick a fake. Even the middle-aged man was smiling, as if he was not worried that the treasure he picked would be snatched away by others.
However, after Wu Ze took two more steps, the middle-aged man's smile became a little unnatural. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly as he stared at the figure."Don't come over. Stop.”
Unfortunately, he could not say that.
Wu Ze walked to the end of the courtyard and took out a landscape painting from his pocket. At first, it was rolled up and was very inconspicuous. However, after opening it, it was more than 1.6 meters long and 80 centimeters wide. A winding river flowed down the mountain, and a winding path led from the mountain to the top. There was a thatched cottage in the middle. If one looked carefully, one could see two people sitting opposite each other, giving off a peaceful and elegant feeling.
The name of this painting was 'Qiushan Asking.'
When Wu Ze saw these two words, he couldn't help but think of a great painter from the Northern Song Dynasty. He had painted countless paintings in his life, especially landscape paintings. His landscape paintings were of peaks and ridges, mountains and forests, deep streams and narrow roads, twists and turns, bamboo fences and grass houses, broken bridges and broken buildings, and elegant lovers. The content of the painting, in addition to combining with the landscape of the northern country, was more important because the ink used tended to be rough, and the painting showed a thick humidity.
More than ten years later, someone racked their brains to get this huge painting scroll. One of them was even sold for a sky-high price of millions.
Wu Ze looked at the Qiushan Dao Seeking Diagram in his hand, his heart wild with joy. However, on the surface, he wore an uneasy expression. He said in a low voice,"I want this painting. Uncle, what do you think?”
The middle-aged man's heart skipped a beat. His lips moved as he tried to calm himself down. He smiled and asked,"Little brother, have you decided?”
"Little brother, look at his sinister smile. He must have taken a fancy to you. Don't be deceived by him.”
The middle-aged man looked in the direction of the voice.
" No," Liu Dongmei suddenly said." Look at him. It seems like he doesn't want you to change. But in fact, that's what he thinks. Most people would do that, but that's what he really thinks."”
"F * ck| F * ck." The middle-aged man cursed in his heart. Liu Dongmei's completely unreasonable words had confused him. However, he finally understood what she meant. She just didn't want him to change.
Wu Ze saw Liu Dongmei's anxious face and her words were a little unclear. He felt a warmth in his heart and held her hand gently."Don't worry, there's definitely no problem.”
"Uncle, this is what I want." Wu Ze said firmly.
"Congratulations. Your eyesight is truly too good. With a single glance, you were able to recognize the Qiushan Dao Seeking Diagram. It really was the work of Ju Ran during the Northern Song Dynasty.”For the sake of future business, he did not put on a sour face in front of Wu Ze. Instead, he told the truth very frankly and won the trust of everyone present.
"Aiya, we were wrong. This young man seems to be an expert.”Everyone looked at Chen Feng differently.
Someone in the crowd shouted,"Young man, I'll pay 2000 yuan for your painting. It's 20 times more than your cost price. You're rich."”
"Look, this painting should be worth more than 3,000 yuan. I'll offer 3,500 yuan.”
This was an auction.
“4000。”
"Four thousand five hundred." Garen said calmly.
"Alright, alright, I'll bid 6,000."
The brothers watched with their blood boiling, their blood boiling. Sun Xing placed a hand on Wu Ze's shoulder." Third Brother, good job. You've come back like a different person. You're like a celestial being." Someone has bid 6000. Shall we change the price?”
The others also had looks of admiration on their faces, while the onlookers were even more envious, jealous, and hateful. They wished they could have made a move just now.
However, Wu Ze rejected them immediately. What a joke. This thing could be sold for hundreds of thousands or even millions in the future. How could it be bought with just a few dollars?
The whole place was silent for five seconds, and then an old voice sounded,""Sir, I'll pay 10,000 yuan for this painting. How about it?”
Everyone was shocked by this figure and looked at it one after another. That was 10,000 yuan in 1993. Many poor families could not earn it in their entire lives.
Wu Ze also looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged man in a light blue Tang suit. He was about 50 years old and had a smile on his face.
"So it's Gui Linxuan's boss. Even he came here. Could it be that the painting is very valuable?”
Gui Linxuan and Wu Ze pondered for a moment before suddenly reacting. Wasn't this Zhang Guilin? Wasn't this the boss of this street?
However, Wu Ze had no intention of selling this treasure. The antique market was not fully developed yet, so selling it was not a good idea.
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