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Grandpa slowly took off his reading glasses and touched the frame of the picture with his hand. With a smile on his face, he said, "good picture, good picture! The good thing of the big door is really Wang Shishen's picture. It's good."
The shopkeeper's eyes were pretty good. He could see that grandpa was pushed in by Yang Jing and his uncle. Obviously, the three men were mainly the old man.
The shopkeeper smiled, bent over and said to the old man, "old man, I have to say that you have this vision!" the shopkeeper raised his thumb again.
Grandpa was praised and laughed like a child.
My uncle bowed his head and asked my grandfather, "Dad, do you like this picture?"
The old man nodded, but then shook his head and said: "If I read this painting correctly, it should be the genuine work of Wang Shishen. I've seen many paintings about plum blossoms, but if it's elegant and flexible, I have to count Wang Shishen. This painting is very good. I like it very much, but we can't afford it. According to the scale of this painting, it's estimated that we can get 300000 now. Bruce Lee, forget it, I don't want this painting, I've seen it I am satisfied. "
As soon as the shopkeeper listened to the old man's words, his face became a little ugly. He muttered in a low voice, "old man, this painting is more than 300000. Now this painting is at least one million."
Yang Jing pulled the shopkeeper and whispered, "my grandfather had a craniotomy seven years ago. He basically can't remember what happened after the operation, but he can still remember what happened before the operation. The price he said must at least be the price in 2010."
As soon as the boss heard this, his face became a little better and whispered, "the old man has had this disease?"
Yang Jing nodded and made an expression of "please forgive me".
The old uncle asked the shopkeeper, "how much is the lowest price for this painting?"
The shopkeeper looked at the old man, looked at the picture again, gritted his teeth and said, "the size of this picture is 104 * 48.5cm, which is medium and above in Wang Shishen's paintings. If you really want, you can take one million. I can't sell it at a lower price."
Yang Jing nodded slightly at the price. Now Wang Shishen's painting has a rapid appreciation. When poly Hong Kong Spring shot in 2013, there was a picture of Camellia orchid by Wang Shishen, which was 88.5 * 29 cm in size, smaller than this picture. As a result, it sold at a high price of HK $1.84 million.
In the autumn of Jiade in the same year, Wang Shishen's Aomei picture, which was about the same size as this picture, sold for 1.01 million.
If now, Wang Shishen's paintings can definitely get a higher price
Of course, that's the price at the auction. The real price of Wang Shishen's paintings should be lower than the auction price.
Wang Shishen's plum blossom painting is definitely one of the top five masters in Chinese history. It is said that the price of his plum blossom painting should be higher. However, Wang Shishen lived by selling paintings all his life and left a lot of works after his death. Therefore, although his paintings are recognized as good paintings in the industry, they have not been able to get high prices.
To be fair, now the store owner has given a price of one million, which is really not high. After all, this is the authentic work of Wang Shishen.
Although the old man had a back ear, he was not happy when he heard the boss's words.
"What? A million? Why is Wang Shishen's painting so valuable now? I just saw a piece of Wang Shishen's Moran painting two months ago from an old friend. It's much larger than this painting, but my old friend only spent 460000 on that painting. Boss, your price is expensive..."
Yang Jing and his uncle looked at each other with a helpless wry smile. Needless to say, the old man has brought the memory of seven years ago to the present.
Fortunately, Yang Jing explained this to the shopkeeper just now. The shopkeeper didn't care. Otherwise, the shopkeeper would have to kick the three of them out because of the old man's bargaining method.
Yang Jingzhen was ready to cut down again. The old man's temper suddenly came up.
"No, I don't want this painting. We can't afford it! Bruce Lee, push me out."
At this time, the old man is like a child who loses his temper. Once the old child loses his temper, he must honestly follow his wishes, otherwise the old man really dares to throw away his wheelchair and walk back by himself.
The old uncle smiled apologetically at the shop owner and pushed the old man out. Yang Jing was ready to stay and explain to the boss again.
The boss is not a fool. He knew that the old man was ill and didn't wait for Yang Jing to explain. He smiled and waved his hand and said, "I can understand it. In fact, when my old man got Alzheimer's disease, it was the same. Forget it, that's it."
Yang Jing helped the boss hang up the picture again. Then he said, "boss, let's see. I'll buy one if I like."
The boss nodded in low spirits, pointed to the other side and said, "there are several rare ancient books in my collection. You can go and have a look. As for the four treasures of study, I also collected two high-quality Lake pens and two knives of zhengerbajing thousands of paper. If you have the right one, I'll give you a cheaper one."
Yang Jing nodded and walked over.
First, Yang Jing nodded slightly after looking at the Lake pen collected by the store owner and the two thousand paper samples. Things are really good things, but Yang Jing doesn't like collecting things like the four treasures of study very much. Another thing is that although the store owner collects these things with good appearance, they are not very high in terms of collection value.
Yang Jing was not interested in collecting such things, so she moved to the ancient books protected by the glass cabinet.
The shopkeeper collected a total of seven ancient books. Yang Jing looked at them and said to the shopkeeper, "boss, can you take out this book for me to see?"
Seeing that Yang Jing took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put them on, the shopkeeper hesitated a little, opened the cabinet and took out the book Yang Jing pointed to.
Carefully put the book on the counter. The shopkeeper said, "little brother, you have to be careful. Although this book is not a precious song edition, it is also a Book during the reign of Kangxi. Maybe the price is not very high, but I had a lot of trouble collecting this book at the beginning."
Hearing the boss's words, Yang Jing nodded and said, "don't worry, boss. We are all professionals. I understand these rules. No matter whether the song version, the Ming version or the Qing version, whether they are worth money or not, they are now the treasures left by our ancestors. We can't be sorry for our ancestors."
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Grandpa slowly took off his reading glasses and touched the frame of the picture with his hand. With a smile on his face, he said, "good picture, good picture! The good thing of the big door is really Wang Shishen's picture. It's good."
The shopkeeper's eyes were pretty good. He could see that grandpa was pushed in by Yang Jing and his uncle. Obviously, the three men were mainly the old man.
The shopkeeper smiled, bent over and said to the old man, "old man, I have to say that you have this vision!" the shopkeeper raised his thumb again.
Grandpa was praised and laughed like a child.
My uncle bowed his head and asked my grandfather, "Dad, do you like this picture?"
The old man nodded, but then shook his head and said: "If I read this painting correctly, it should be the genuine work of Wang Shishen. I've seen many paintings about plum blossoms, but if it's elegant and flexible, I have to count Wang Shishen. This painting is very good. I like it very much, but we can't afford it. According to the scale of this painting, it's estimated that we can get 300000 now. Bruce Lee, forget it, I don't want this painting, I've seen it I am satisfied. "
As soon as the shopkeeper listened to the old man's words, his face became a little ugly. He muttered in a low voice, "old man, this painting is more than 300000. Now this painting is at least one million."
Yang Jing pulled the shopkeeper and whispered, "my grandfather had a craniotomy seven years ago. He basically can't remember what happened after the operation, but he can still remember what happened before the operation. The price he said must at least be the price in 2010."
As soon as the boss heard this, his face became a little better and whispered, "the old man has had this disease?"
Yang Jing nodded and made an expression of "please forgive me".
The old uncle asked the shopkeeper, "how much is the lowest price for this painting?"
The shopkeeper looked at the old man, looked at the picture again, gritted his teeth and said, "the size of this picture is 104 * 48.5cm, which is medium and above in Wang Shishen's paintings. If you really want, you can take one million. I can't sell it at a lower price."
Yang Jing nodded slightly at the price. Now Wang Shishen's painting has a rapid appreciation. When poly Hong Kong Spring shot in 2013, there was a picture of Camellia orchid by Wang Shishen, which was 88.5 * 29 cm in size, smaller than this picture. As a result, it sold at a high price of HK $1.84 million.
In the autumn of Jiade in the same year, Wang Shishen's Aomei picture, which was about the same size as this picture, sold for 1.01 million.
If now, Wang Shishen's paintings can definitely get a higher price
Of course, that's the price at the auction. The real price of Wang Shishen's paintings should be lower than the auction price.
Wang Shishen's plum blossom painting is definitely one of the top five masters in Chinese history. It is said that the price of his plum blossom painting should be higher. However, Wang Shishen lived by selling paintings all his life and left a lot of works after his death. Therefore, although his paintings are recognized as good paintings in the industry, they have not been able to get high prices.
To be fair, now the store owner has given a price of one million, which is really not high. After all, this is the authentic work of Wang Shishen.
Although the old man had a back ear, he was not happy when he heard the boss's words.
"What? A million? Why is Wang Shishen's painting so valuable now? I just saw a piece of Wang Shishen's Moran painting two months ago from an old friend. It's much larger than this painting, but my old friend only spent 460000 on that painting. Boss, your price is expensive..."
Yang Jing and his uncle looked at each other with a helpless wry smile. Needless to say, the old man has brought the memory of seven years ago to the present.
Fortunately, Yang Jing explained this to the shopkeeper just now. The shopkeeper didn't care. Otherwise, the shopkeeper would have to kick the three of them out because of the old man's bargaining method.
Yang Jingzhen was ready to cut down again. The old man's temper suddenly came up.
"No, I don't want this painting. We can't afford it! Bruce Lee, push me out."
At this time, the old man is like a child who loses his temper. Once the old child loses his temper, he must honestly follow his wishes, otherwise the old man really dares to throw away his wheelchair and walk back by himself.
The old uncle smiled apologetically at the shop owner and pushed the old man out. Yang Jing was ready to stay and explain to the boss again.
The boss is not a fool. He knew that the old man was ill and didn't wait for Yang Jing to explain. He smiled and waved his hand and said, "I can understand it. In fact, when my old man got Alzheimer's disease, it was the same. Forget it, that's it."
Yang Jing helped the boss hang up the picture again. Then he said, "boss, let's see. I'll buy one if I like."
The boss nodded in low spirits, pointed to the other side and said, "there are several rare ancient books in my collection. You can go and have a look. As for the four treasures of study, I also collected two high-quality Lake pens and two knives of zhengerbajing thousands of paper. If you have the right one, I'll give you a cheaper one."
Yang Jing nodded and walked over.
First, Yang Jing nodded slightly after looking at the Lake pen collected by the store owner and the two thousand paper samples. Things are really good things, but Yang Jing doesn't like collecting things like the four treasures of study very much. Another thing is that although the store owner collects these things with good appearance, they are not very high in terms of collection value.
Yang Jing was not interested in collecting such things, so she moved to the ancient books protected by the glass cabinet.
The shopkeeper collected a total of seven ancient books. Yang Jing looked at them and said to the shopkeeper, "boss, can you take out this book for me to see?"
Seeing that Yang Jing took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put them on, the shopkeeper hesitated a little, opened the cabinet and took out the book Yang Jing pointed to.
Carefully put the book on the counter. The shopkeeper said, "little brother, you have to be careful. Although this book is not a precious song edition, it is also a Book during the reign of Kangxi. Maybe the price is not very high, but I had a lot of trouble collecting this book at the beginning."
Hearing the boss's words, Yang Jing nodded and said, "don't worry, boss. We are all professionals. I understand these rules. No matter whether the song version, the Ming version or the Qing version, whether they are worth money or not, they are now the treasures left by our ancestors. We can't be sorry for our ancestors."
Grandpa slowly took off his reading glasses and touched the frame of the picture with his hand. With a smile on his face, he said, "good picture, good picture! The good thing of the big door is really Wang Shishen's picture. It's good."The shopkeeper's eyes were pretty good. He could see that grandpa was pushed in by Yang Jing and his uncle. Obviously, the three men were mainly the old man.The shopkeeper smiled, bent over and said to the old man, "old man, I have to say that you have this vision!" the shopkeeper raised his thumb again.Grandpa was praised and laughed like a child.My uncle bowed his head and asked my grandfather, "Dad, do you like this picture?"The old man nodded, but then shook his head and said: "If I read this painting correctly, it should be the genuine work of Wang Shishen. I've seen many paintings about plum blossoms, but if it's elegant and flexible, I have to count Wang Shishen. This painting is very good. I like it very much, but we can't afford it. According to the scale of this painting, it's estimated that we can get 300000 now. Bruce Lee, forget it, I don't want this painting, I've seen it I am satisfied. "As soon as the shopkeeper listened to the old man's words, his face became a little ugly. He muttered in a low voice, "old man, this painting is more than 300000. Now this painting is at least one million."Yang Jing pulled the shopkeeper and whispered, "my grandfather had a craniotomy seven years ago. He basically can't remember what happened after the operation, but he can still remember what happened before the operation. The price he said must at least be the price in 2010."As soon as the boss heard this, his face became a little better and whispered, "the old man has had this disease?"Yang Jing nodded and made an expression of "please forgive me".The old uncle asked the shopkeeper, "how much is the lowest price for this painting?"The shopkeeper looked at the old man, looked at the picture again, gritted his teeth and said, "the size of this picture is 104 * 48.5cm, which is medium and above in Wang Shishen's paintings. If you really want, you can take one million. I can't sell it at a lower price."Yang Jing nodded slightly at the price. Now Wang Shishen's painting has a rapid appreciation. When poly Hong Kong Spring shot in 2013, there was a picture of Camellia orchid by Wang Shishen, which was 88.5 * 29 cm in size, smaller than this picture. As a result, it sold at a high price of HK $1.84 million.In the autumn of Jiade in the same year, Wang Shishen's Aomei picture, which was about the same size as this picture, sold for 1.01 million.If now, Wang Shishen's paintings can definitely get a higher priceOf course, that's the price at the auction. The real price of Wang Shishen's paintings should be lower than the auction price.Wang Shishen's plum blossom painting is definitely one of the top five masters in Chinese history. It is said that the price of his plum blossom painting should be higher. However, Wang Shishen lived by selling paintings all his life and left a lot of works after his death. Therefore, although his paintings are recognized as good paintings in the industry, they have not been able to get high prices.To be fair, now the store owner has given a price of one million, which is really not high. After all, this is the authentic work of Wang Shishen.Although the old man had a back ear, he was not happy when he heard the boss's words."What? A million? Why is Wang Shishen's painting so valuable now? I just saw a piece of Wang Shishen's Moran painting two months ago from an old friend. It's much larger than this painting, but my old friend only spent 460000 on that painting. Boss, your price is expensive..."Yang Jing and his uncle looked at each other with a helpless wry smile. Needless to say, the old man has brought the memory of seven years ago to the present.Fortunately, Yang Jing explained this to the shopkeeper just now. The shopkeeper didn't care. Otherwise, the shopkeeper would have to kick the three of them out because of the old man's bargaining method.Yang Jingzhen was ready to cut down again. The old man's temper suddenly came up."No, I don't want this painting. We can't afford it! Bruce Lee, push me out."At this time, the old man is like a child who loses his temper. Once the old child loses his temper, he must honestly follow his wishes, otherwise the old man really dares to throw away his wheelchair and walk back by himself.The old uncle smiled apologetically at the shop owner and pushed the old man out. Yang Jing was ready to stay and explain to the boss again.The boss is not a fool. He knew that the old man was ill and didn't wait for Yang Jing to explain. He smiled and waved his hand and said, "I can understand it. In fact, when my old man got Alzheimer's disease, it was the same. Forget it, that's it."Yang Jing helped the boss hang up the picture again. Then he said, "boss, let's see. I'll buy one if I like."The boss nodded in low spirits, pointed to the other side and said, "there are several rare ancient books in my collection. You can go and have a look. As for the four treasures of study, I also collected two high-quality Lake pens and two knives of zhengerbajing thousands of paper. If you have the right one, I'll give you a cheaper one."Yang Jing nodded and walked over.First, Yang Jing nodded slightly after looking at the Lake pen collected by the store owner and the two thousand paper samples. Things are really good things, but Yang Jing doesn't like collecting things like the four treasures of study very much. Another thing is that although the store owner collects these things with good appearance, they are not very high in terms of collection value.Yang Jing was not interested in collecting such things, so she moved to the ancient books protected by the glass cabinet.The shopkeeper collected a total of seven ancient books. Yang Jing looked at them and said to the shopkeeper, "boss, can you take out this book for me to see?"Seeing that Yang Jing took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put them on, the shopkeeper hesitated a little, opened the cabinet and took out the book Yang Jing pointed to.Carefully put the book on the counter. The shopkeeper said, "little brother, you have to be careful. Although this book is not a precious song edition, it is also a Book during the reign of Kangxi. Maybe the price is not very high, but I had a lot of trouble collecting this book at the beginning."Hearing the boss's words, Yang Jing nodded and said, "don't worry, boss. We are all professionals. I understand these rules. No matter whether the song version, the Ming version or the Qing version, whether they are worth money or not, they are now the treasures left by our ancestors. We can't be sorry for our ancestors."
