Jianbao life

Chapter 21 A Broken Painting

After watching Liu Hu off, Li Heng was in a good mood.

He planned to continue using his clairvoyant eyes to scan each antique stall one by one, and continue to look for the feeling of seeing things in a trance just now.

Could it be that Shenshi's new ability was unintentionally discovered by him, or is it his hallucination?
Li Heng was not convinced either, he could only use this stupid method to experiment one by one to capture that feeling.

Li Heng is an activist who follows his own ideas. He closed his eyes and used his mental strength.

Opening his eyes again, a light golden light slowly flowed in Li Heng's eyes, emitting a faint light.

Taking advantage of the time when Li Heng used his clairvoyance ability, he searched for inspection and felt the breath, and at the same time took a few glances at some relatively good-looking beauties.

Suddenly, Li Heng's eyes stopped motionless on a scroll.

The painting was very tattered, the wooden shaft was so rotten that it was hollow, and the entire mounting fabric was so old that it was almost impossible to see its original character.

He felt the same ancient atmosphere as the pink Nan porcelain vase in the mid-Qing Dynasty that he had leaked before, but it was older than him, with a history of nearly 500 years.

Li Heng focused all his attention on that painting scroll. The painting was not unfolded, but just rolled up and tied with a ribbon.

But in Li Heng's eyes, it is a whole picture that has been unfolded. The painting is like in a sci-fi movie, disassembled into parts one by one layer by layer. The roots are distinct.

When I looked at the internal structure, I couldn't see it very clearly, but now, I can see every little detail clearly!
Li Heng felt excited, he hurried over to pick up the scroll.

The voice of Shenshi came to Li Heng's mind clearly at this moment: "During the Ming Dynasty, Dong Qichang's work was left standing in a humid area for many years and there were many mildew spots. Some painting details were corroded and lost, and the top two layers were used for copying. The exposed and mounted layer of the piece has been repaired and has a market value of 670 million, do you want to restore it?"

670 million!
The price was so shocking that Li Heng was speechless. It was the first time he saw this kind of treasure worth millions.

It has been mixed with other things like this, and it has been changed countless times in the hands of countless people, and it has passed through a long time in such an inconspicuous way. If Li Heng hadn't discovered it, it might not be there until the paper rotted and damaged. The day it was revealed!
It seems that this is a kind of fate, and it is also an accidental mistake!

Li Heng held back the excitement in his heart, he raised his head and asked, "Boss, is this coming out?"

The stall owner was a middle-aged fat man who had been looking at Li Heng up and down for a long time.

I sneered in my heart, I am a poor boy, and I want to imitate other people's dreams of getting rich!

After watching a TV series, reading some books, and learning a little bit, I call myself a treasure appraisal expert. I can’t wait to find some treasures. As long as I see something a little bit worn out, I think it is an antique.

The fat man turned his head and glanced at the painting in Li Heng's hand, and said, "Will you accept that painting too?"

That painting is so shabby, it's been more than half a year since I let him have it, and no one has asked about it. Finally, someone came to ask about the price. It deserves a lot of money, and if it doesn't kill it, it's nothing!

Thinking of this, the fat man's eyes were not red, and he offered the price without hesitation: "8000 yuan, no second price."

Li Heng rolled his eyes and said, "Why is your bid so unreasonable? Look at this painting, the wooden scroll, and how rotten the outer layer of cloth is, and there are mildew spots on it. Treat me like a layman." How about selling it for 8000 yuan? Why don’t you hurry up and sell it to me for 2000 yuan.”

Hearing that Li Heng gave 8000 yuan to a dragon-slaying knife, it directly cost 2000 yuan.

Oops, don't come shopping for treasures if you don't have any money!
The fat man immediately jumped up from the chair, blew his beard and stared and shouted, "You can't afford 8000 yuan, so why are you here to collect it? This kind of calligraphy and painting itself is not easy to preserve! It's good if it can rot like this." Already!"

Li Heng's attitude also hardened: "Look for yourself, it is the most broken of all the paintings, how can you pretend not to see it against your conscience?"

He pointed to the other scrolls that were put together, and those scrolls were obviously in a better state of preservation than this painting.

The movements of Li Heng and the old man caused many people to watch.

The people around saw that Li Heng was still holding the broken painting, and thought it was Xiaobai, a novice who came to search for treasures. They all said, "Little brother, this painting is too broken and worthless. You can buy it back and use it as a tuition fee!"

"Haha, at first glance, this is a novice!"

"That's right, don't think that after watching some TV series, you will be able to watch baby after reading a few bad books."

"Don't close your eyes and suffer a big loss!"

"I don't even want that broken painting if I sell it to me. Where can I sell it? I can't collect it. It's better to burn it as firewood!"

Everyone laughed, but Li Heng was not angry.

Listening to the comments from the people around him, the fat man felt even more guilty, and his eyes turned slyly.

"Oh, listen, I told you that this is a broken painting, no one wants it!" Li Heng pouted, "You still sell me for [-]? Do you think I'm a fool, willing to spend so much money on this broken thing? "

The fat man softened a little now, and said: "2000 yuan is not enough, 5000 yuan! This 5000 yuan is my lowest price, and I will lose it if it is lower!" Painting can cost a lot of money, just pointing to these to make a fortune!

When Li Heng heard this, the fat man was still refusing to give up the price, so he had to give him a good scare.

He directly threw the painting back: "If you don't see how long it's been on the shelf, no one will buy it. I'd like to buy it. If you miss me, I'll see if you can find a more stupid one and buy this painting away." No?"

After finishing speaking, he made a gesture to leave.

The fat man saw it, and the boy was right. He had kept this broken painting for at least half a year, and no one cared about it. He didn't know how long he would have to wait until such a fool!

Seeing that Li Heng was about to go far away, the fat man became anxious immediately. He called to stop Li Heng and said, "Wait a minute! 2000 yuan is 2000 yuan! I'll sell it!"

Li Heng snickered inwardly when he heard this, he continued to put on an expression of admiration, and turned around and said, "Look, isn't this all done?"

Li Heng walked to the stall, picked up the scrolls directly, and handed a stack of scrolls from his pocket to the fat man.

The fat man took the money and happily accepted it.

He paid 600 yuan for that painting, and made a direct profit of [-] yuan. I have to say, that kid is a fool, just a little stingy!

After all, this novice still has too little experience, so he is easy to kill!
The fat man thought happily.

But if this fat man knew that the painting he sold for 2000 yuan was sold by Li Heng for more than 800 million yuan in the subsequent auction house, he would have been so distressed that he would have died!

(End of this chapter)