Iron Bull Legend

"Boss, this is not an ancient painting, it's a modern one. Let me see how much it costs." The man with glasses whispered, his uneasiness already showing on his face.

The man with glasses had already visited several houses. After looking at the paintings, they all expressed that they could not understand them, which meant that they were not ancient paintings. They would not accept any money. The men were already discouraged.

The man with glasses carefully took out a painting from the painting bucket, and painted a fishing boat, a woman and a child, a blue sky, and Shi Lu's seal.

Zhong Weiming looked at it for a long time. The painting work and artistic conception were very good. Even if he thought about it for a long time, he didn't think of who Shi Lu was. Judging from the condition of the painting paper, it was not very long. He hesitated whether to accept it.

Tieniu came down from the second floor and saw Master Zhong looking at a painting. His perception was over and he didn't find any spiritual power. He wanted to let Master Zhong handle it. However, he still walked over unconsciously. When he saw the picture, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, and Shi Lu's seal appeared in his eyes.

Shi Lu's information immediately appeared in his mind. Feng Yaheng, a native of Renshou, Sichuan, specializes in Chinese painting. He founded the Chang'an Painting Society with Zhao Wangyun. He is good at figures, landscapes, flowers and birds. His brushwork is solid and rigorous, and his paintings are powerful and powerful.

Just as he was about to step forward, Zhong Weiming already had a smile on his face and asked softly: "I wonder what the price will be, sir?"

When Tieniu heard this, he knew that Master Zhong had figured out who the author of the painting was, and he stood not far away and looked around.

"I have an emergency at home. I need forty yuan. I'm not pretentious. Boss, can you give it to me?" the man with glasses said with some embarrassment.

"To be honest, this painting is from modern times. It was just painted not many years ago. In terms of value, it's really hard to say. However, the painter is still good. Our young boss likes the painting as a model for copying, but the price..." As soon as Zhong Weiming said this, he was interrupted by a man with glasses while hesitating.

"It's fine, just a little. Please help." The man with glasses stared at Zhong Weiming longingly, even more pleading.

"Master Zhong, I'll give you [-] for this painting. It's my personal purchase." As soon as Tieniu saw the bespectacled man's expression, he immediately stepped forward and said to Zhong Weiming.

"Okay, boss." Zhong Weiming had already seen the little boss coming down, so when he found out the results, he wanted to be like other stores and didn't want to accept it. However, when he saw the little boss's eyes light up, he immediately remembered Only after the list of modern calligraphy and painting authors on those pieces of paper did I remember who Shi Lu was.

Originally, Zhong Weiming wanted to keep the price down. After all, the antique business relies on eyes and knowledge. Without profit, it is impossible for that person to survive. He just wanted to pay ten or eight yuan.

"No, this is not an ancient painting. There are too many. I only need forty yuan to solve the problem." The man with glasses refused somewhat pedantically.

"I'm giving you one hundred yuan with conditions. It seems that you are engaged in teaching, right? Some of your friends have introduced this kind of works to me. I happen to want to learn painting, so I will learn from other people's works. To improve yourself, as long as you and your friends show that it was you who introduced them, as long as they are suitable, I will accept them." Tieniu knew the rotten temperament of intellectuals in this era and would rather die than betray their dignity.

"Okay, I'll take over the boss's task, but this is too much." The man with glasses said weakly, as if the extra money was a hot potato.

"Haha, can you introduce me to ten paintings like this?" Tieniu asked.

"Among my friends there are not just ten, but even a hundred. As you know, everyone's funds are very tight. To support your family, you have to buy pens and ink, which is a big expense. If you can help everyone , you are the benefactor of us people." The man with glasses said, and as soon as he started talking, it was completely different from when he came in.

"Okay, there will be Zangtianxia branches in many places across the country in the near future. Just say hello to your friends." Tieniu smiled and told Miaomiao to get the money and sign the sales contract.

"Sir, what do you call me? What is the origin of this painting?" Tieniu asked inadvertently when signing the contract.

"Su Mo, this painting was donated to me by my professor. If it weren't for a student who was dropping out of school to raise tuition for her, I wouldn't have done anything." The man with glasses whispered, obviously not sincerely speaking, but looking at his cheeks Flushing, Tieniu could understand what was going on.

"Mr. Su, it's a pleasure to cooperate." Tieniu stretched out his hand and shook it with Su Mo.

"Boss, thank you. This is your kindness in times of need. Su will never forget it. I will keep the transaction secret." Su Mo said gratefully.

"You're welcome, everyone will encounter difficulties sometimes. As long as the customer is introduced by Mr. Su, we will not lower the price and deal fairly." Tieniu said with a smile.

"Okay, the little boss is really a sweetheart, let us old guns do this." A man in his fifties next to him gave a thumbs up after speaking.

Unknowingly, there was a circle of people surrounding him, all showing admiration in their eyes. Everyone had more respect for the young boss.

"Thank you all for coming to Cangtianxia. You are a good boy. Fair trade has always been the rule set by Master when Zangtianxia opened." Tieniu glanced at the old man Bai who was giggling not far away, and couldn't help but want to tease him. , see what expression the old man will show.

"Okay, no bully, fair trade, little boss benevolent." There was another round of applause from all around.

Mr. Bai rolled his eyes, showed contempt, and went upstairs with his hands behind his back. Little Tieniu's heart kept squealing as he watched. This is the other side of the master.

The crowd was still there, many people bought their favorite antiques and happily called friends, and there was no leisure in the store.

In the afternoon, a man in his twenties walked into the store and took out a brocade box from his backpack. A very beautiful plum vase inside attracted the attention of many people.

Ma Handu looked over and over for a long time, but he couldn't confirm it. The shape and base of this plum vase were obviously blue and white objects from the Qianlong period. However, except for the base, support nails, etc., which were confirmed to be authentic, the color of other parts was somewhat unclear. allow.

Sun Fujun, Zhong Weiming, and Ma Han all discussed for a long time, but failed to give a reasonable opinion. They couldn't help but look at the little boss a few meters away.

"This is a fake, half true and half false." Tieniu didn't even touch it and just threw it away.

"You can't say that. You must give me an explanation. This is my family's ancestral heritage. If you don't give me an explanation today, I will smash your store." The young man shouted.

"Hey, then just hit me and see." Tieniu looked at the man with sharp eyes.

"Then I'll smash up your store, and you guys will do it." The young man's voice rose.

"Give you some courage." Tieniu's voice sounded like a thunder in the crowd, immediately silencing the few people who rushed in.

"Then you... then you tell me clearly about my ancestral plum vase. If you don't explain clearly, I will risk my life to make you give me an explanation." The young man's legs were already weak, and the iron ox's eyes were as sharp as a handful. The sharp blade pierced his heart.

"I've made it clear, what are you going to give me?" Tieniu asked coldly.

"What's my explanation for you? If you point it out, I won't sell it. I'll just leave." The young man said.

"Hey, I said it was a fake, so you smashed my shop. I pointed out the identification of the fake, and you just slapped your ass and left. How can such a good thing happen? Young and old men of Sijiucheng, please tell me this. Son, is it possible?" After Tieniu finished speaking, he threw his hands around and asked.

"Point it out, and you must give an explanation." A group of old guns around echoed.

"Yeah, it seems you are here to cause trouble, not to sell goods." Someone said.

"Hey, since you are here to cause trouble, you should give me an explanation, right?" Tieniu said with a smile to the young man.

"What do you mean?" the young man asked subconsciously.

"Tell me the purpose of your coming or the person behind the scenes." Tieniu's voice turned cold.

"Okay." Just say it.

"Master Ma, knock the plum vase two inches upward from the flat bottom." Tieniu said to Ma Handu.

"No, you can't destroy the plum vase, it's worth a thousand yuan." The young man shouted loudly. He borrowed this plum vase from someone else. The other person said it was worth more than a thousand yuan, so he broke it. He couldn't afford to pay.

"Hey, you should have this awareness when you play with me. I said he is a fake. He must be a fake. He has a thousand yuan. I have plenty of money. I really didn't take this seriously. Otherwise, I would tell him the instructions behind it. , how about smashing the plum bottle open and letting everyone judge, don't say I bullied you." Tieniu forced.

"No, it really can't." The young man was completely panicked. When the boss of Boguzhai found him, he agreed with him that this piece of porcelain would be the treasure of their store.

"It won't work this way, that won't work either. You came to my store to destroy the sign and cause trouble. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?" Tieniu kept going around the young man to find out who was behind it. That was the main business.

"I'm here to sell antiques. This is true. You can't just say it's a fake, right?" The young man caught the meaning of Tie Niu's words.

"You're here to sell something. It's true. I'll accept it, as long as the price is reasonable. But, if it's not true, why don't you let me tell you?" Tieniu pressed forward step by step.

"Then give me an explanation." the young man said.

"I said, you can prove it by smashing it two inches from the bottom. Isn't this the result I gave you?" Tieniu smiled.

The young man really couldn't stand up to Tieniu. He stood there blankly, his head already in a mess. He didn't expect such a result at all. He knew that he had been tricked by Boguzhai's boss, but now it was too late. , he really stepped on a landmine.

"I said, this won't work. No matter what you say, it won't work. I can't explain it." The young man said.

"To whom?" Tieniu asked again, not giving the young man any time to think.

"The boss of Boguzhai." said the young man.

"Oh, you were tricked by him, do you know that?" Tieniu immediately followed up, because he had been releasing his perception and had long discovered that the young man was related to Boguzhai's boss. It was Boguzhai's boss who Make trouble.

"Huh, huh? No, how did you know that?" The young man was completely confused. How did he know about his relationship with Boguzhai's boss.

"Hey, you didn't know that you were used as a gun? If you put this plum bottle here, everyone will testify for you. If you go to Boguzhai and ask the boss, won't you know?" Tieniu thought for a while, Since Boguzhai is not particular about it, then treat the person in his own way.

"Okay, wait for me." The young man was also a fierce man. With a wave of his hand, he rushed out with six or seven people, rushing towards Boguzhai.

Many people who were watching the excitement followed, and after a while, the sound of smashing the shop, the curse of the boss of Boguzhai, and the cry of pain from the boss of Boguzhai were heard.