Night of Rebirth

I made an appointment with the developer to meet in the afternoon. I had nothing to do in the morning. Liu Jian went out at night with a backpack on his back. This is the third time he has been to ** City. The first two times he came and went in a hurry. Go out for a walk, or you can buy some special products to take home as a gift.Thinking of giving it away, Gu Kaining's expressionless but handsome face suddenly appeared in Liu Jianye's head.Liu Jianye shook his head, thinking that people like Gu Kaining would receive ginseng and deer antler as specialties, right?Speaking of which, the eldest brother's family is also very rich, do you want to bring these commoner specialties back to give them?

I was hesitating and saw a small stall on the corner of the street. I said it was a small stall, that is, a piece of rag was spread in front of the hawker, and dozens of things were scattered on it.The looming noise from inside told Liu Jianye that there was a street inside.

The poverty in her previous life formed Liu Jian's habit of visiting roadside stalls at night, and she hasn't changed it until now.Before the brain responded, the body automatically made a decision to go there.

Walking out of the street corner, Liu Jianye discovered that this is not an ordinary stall street, but an antique street, not long, only about a hundred meters, with dozens of small stalls, you can see the end at a glance.

There are several customers in front of some stalls, and there are no customers in some stalls.But it is also understandable. You must know that the hobby of collecting antiques has only become popular in the past one or two years. The country is getting better and better, and people also have spare money, so there is this hobby of picking up leaks.

Apart from a little taste in calligraphy and painting learned from the two masters, he doesn't know anything about bronze, jade, and ceramics.But this does not prevent him from having the special interest and yearning that ordinary people have for a mysterious place like the antique market.

Liu Jian, who knows how much he has, spends most of his nights shopping on the antique street, and sometimes listens and watches other people bargaining with the shops.Most of the time, he didn't quite understand the color, shape, and imprint, but he also learned a lot.

"Young man, the lotus is so colorful and weird. What's more! There is Yihai written in the lower corner here, isn't it the year of Bingzi? Don't think I don't know that the year of Bingzi is 1935. This painting is more beautiful than mine. Young, if it is not more than a hundred years old, you dare to call it an antique, isn't that a lie?" The old man turned around and left after finishing speaking.

However, a few people were attracted by the words of the old man, and everyone was interested in a colorful lotus painting. There is no need to buy it. After all, everyone comes to Antique Street with the mentality of picking up cheap. Look at it. It's gone.

After everyone dispersed, Liu Yaoye also stepped forward to take a look.

Maybe it was because the people in front watched the show or because Liu Jianye was too young, the vendor waved to Liu Jianye, "Go, go, children, why are you joining in the fun?"

Liu Jianye was not angry either. In some matters, being young means not being convincing. "I want to see your painting. If it looks good, I will buy it home and give it to my grandfather. He likes these calligraphy and paintings very much."

As soon as he heard that Liu Jianye wanted to buy paintings, he looked Liu Jianye up and down, and felt that he was not dressed like a child from a poor family.Suddenly he became enthusiastic: "Looking at you, you are a filial child. You see, the lotus is colorful, and it looks beautiful. Buy it back, and your grandfather really likes it."

The peddler just noticed that Liu Jianye was nearby, so he stopped talking about scaring people with antiques.

Liu Jianye stepped forward to take a closer look at this painting. It was indeed not an ancient painting, but judging from the layout of the painting and the skill of the brushwork, it was everyone's work.There is also an inscription in the upper left corner: Zeng Panyujing sleeps in the clouds, and Luosock Lingbo wants to write a poem.It's not that you are fascinated by the five colors in front of your eyes, and you are talking about it for a while.Like Beishan's painting friend Bo Xiao.On the spring day of Yihai, Zhang Yuan, a native of Shu, wrote the title together. (Author: The above fiction. The fact is: Zhang Daqian's "Five-Colored Lotus", hanging scroll, ink and color on paper, Yihai (1935), 184.5×95.7cm, China Guardian 2009 Autumn Auction, transaction price: RMB12,320,000.)

This painting will definitely fetch a high price after it is released. Of course, this is not what Liu Jianye cares about. What he cares about is that his two masters will definitely be very happy after seeing this painting.

Liu Jianye looked at it for a while, then turned to ask the peddler next to him, "How much is this painting?"

"Little brother, seeing how straightforward you are, I don't charge you much. How about six hundred yuan? If it's someone else, I won't buy it for him without eight hundred."

Six hundred or eight hundred is not bad for Liu Jianye, and this painting is indeed worth the price, but he is still a little uncomfortable being chopped off by the store like a fat sheep.

With hesitation on his face, he said dissatisfiedly: "I heard that old man just said that this is not an antique, does it cost so much? I saw the same beautiful antique landscape painting in the small stall in front of me, and it cost five hundred. Isn’t yours an antique, why is it more expensive than his?”

"This..." The peddler paused for a moment.

"How about it! Uncle, you can also buy this painting for five hundred, which is the same price, and I will buy it with you. My grandfather likes lotus flowers more. He said that lotus flowers come out of mud and are not stained, which represents the noble quality of people."

"Okay! For the sake of your filial piety, little brother, I'll sell it to you for five hundred." Hearing what Liu Yaoye said, the peddler laughed in his heart that Liu Yaoye was a fool. Can antiques and non-antiques be the same? ?He readily agreed.He received this painting for 80 yuan from other places, and he sold it for [-] yuan to make a fortune.

Liu Jianye didn't care what the peddler thought, anyway, he was taking advantage of it.So both parties in the transaction felt that they had taken advantage of it, and parted happily and amicably.

Worried that passers-by would damage the painting, Liu Yaoye held the painting in his arms before walking forward.He suddenly stepped on something, slipped his foot, and sat on the ground before he could react.

A black bead about one centimeter in diameter rolled past his eyes, and it was the culprit that caused him to fall.I stretched out a hand to grab it, but saw a piece of round purple jade that was a little bigger than a one-yuan coin on the side of the bead.Putting the bead into his pocket, Liu Yaoye stood up, snapped his pants, and approached the stall with purple jade.

In the middle of the purple jade is a picture of Liangyi Taiji, with some dirt on it, which is dusty and not very attractive.However, antiques are different from other things, only people with a little native will think it is an antique.

Looking at Liu Jianye, he felt that it was very suitable for Gu Kaining. He reached out to pick it up, and the touch on his hand was similar to the jade pendant given to him by the fifth senior brother.Although it is not certain whether this is an antique or not, Liu Yaoye can be sure that this piece is real jade.

"How much is this?" Liu Jianye stretched his jade in the direction of the vendor.

"Little brother, you really have a vision! Look at the color of this jade, it is a rare purple. There is an old saying: yellow silver purple jade, the king does not hide gold and jade, then the yellow silver purple jade can see the mountains. It can be seen that this purple jade is a royal talent." Something I own. Let me tell you, this piece of purple jade has a background. It was brought by Emperor Qianlong, who was known as the old man of Shiquan. It is said that it was dedicated to Emperor Qianlong by the eminent monk at that time. It can ward off evil spirits and keep safety. It is an auspicious thing.

"Boss, you are too good at fooling people! Let alone whether this purple jade is real jade or not, just based on the Liangyi Taiji diagram above, it is impossible for it to be dedicated to Emperor Qianlong by an eminent monk. People at that time knew that these two Is the Yi Tai Chi picture a Taoist totem and does it have anything to do with Buddhism?" Liu Jianye pointed to the Liang Yi Tai Chi picture on it for the vendor to see. "I really like it. Boss, you can give me a real price. If I can, I will buy it. If not, boss, you can keep it and wait for the next person who is destined."

"This...Little brother, how much money can you pay?" The peddler was a little hesitant to see what the price was. He picked up this piece of jade on the way to visit relatives, and he was talking about everything just now.

"How about it! I came here today to buy a birthday present for my grandfather, so I brought 1000 yuan. I just bought the painting for [-] yuan, and I still have [-] yuan left. Boss, do you think it's okay?"

The peddler saw that Liu Jianye was really holding a scroll, and he didn't look like a liar, so he gritted his teeth and said with a painful face: "For the sake of your filial piety, little brother, I'll eat some Loss, five hundred is five hundred!"

Where would Liu Jianye believe what the peddler said, and suffer?No matter how much they take advantage of, these people can make a heartache look.

A lot of time has passed for such a stroll, and I am not in the mood to buy special products anymore, so I returned to the hotel with paintings and purple jade.

I took a rest at the hotel at noon, went to the developer to sign in the afternoon, and got back the real estate certificate.

On the plane at [-] o'clock in the morning, Liu Jian didn't get up until [-] o'clock in the evening. After washing up, he ate the breakfast provided by the hotel, went to the front desk to push the room, and then took the car to the airport.

As soon as he arrived at the airport, he heard the notification that he could board the plane. Liu Yaoye hurriedly went to exchange the ticket for a boarding pass, and sat on the plane, thinking that he would have to go earlier next time.