Since the incident of the jade hairpin, Li Mazi and I were like frightened birds. We were guarding against the person who gave the jade hairpin all day, but after a long time, he did not appear again, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

This is very consistent with the style of Longquan Villa. When you are most relaxed, you will take your life away!

We simply stopped taking over all the business and stayed at home peacefully. This rare free time allowed me to pick up a recorder, record all the touching things I encountered during this period, and send them to my writer friend.

On that day, I was telling the story of the red cannon. Li Mazi's vulgar face suddenly came to my nose, which scared me to death with my three souls and threw the recorder in my hand on Li Mazi's face with conditioned reflex.

He wailed, then looked at me with aggrieved little eyes...

Seeing that I ignored him, Li Mazi was tactful and immediately placed several large boxes of takeaway in his hand on the table. It turned out that he missed me and wanted to come over and have a good drink with me.

Braised beef, fried bacon with oyster mushrooms, and two large boxes of lobster rice with covers.

The aroma of the food immediately aroused my greed, and my stomach also gulped. Then I realized that I had recalled the story for hours without realizing it.

I twisted my neck, which was a little sore, took apart a pair of chopsticks and started eating.

"Brother Zhang, I found a huge treasure on the road..." Li Mazi knocked on the table with chopsticks, looking very mysterious.

I don't want to use his trick, so that he can say something quickly and say nothing.

Li Mazi knew my personality, and laughed twice before telling the matter.

It turned out that when he came, he passed by a roadside stall, which specialized in selling scattered antiques. Of course, what about the antiques on the stall?

I know everything about our work.

So when Li Mazi said this, I lost interest in these fake counterfeit goods.

But Li Mazi was very interested and said that he was attracted by an ancient painting, which was accompanied by poems.

After listening to it, I shouted, and Li Mazi was actually interested in calligraphy and painting. This was a new thing, so I immediately asked him about what beautiful pictures he liked.

Li Mazi gave me a blank look: "Brother Zhang, this poem is the master of the later master. I have carefully checked my handwriting and it is almost certain that we may have to find a bargain this time!"

As soon as Li Mazi mentioned the word "Secret Lord", I immediately thought of Li Yu, the famous Southern Tang Dynasty's Later Lord in history.

Because from ancient times to the present, there are not many emperors who can write poetry, only Li Yu is worthy of praise.

His poem: How much sorrow can you have? It is like a river of spring water flowing eastward, which makes many people fascinated!

But Li Yu's original works are not left behind. After all, he is a king who is a devastated country. He was poisoned to death by poisoned wine, and his works during his lifetime are unknown.

If there is really a genuine work of Li Yu, how could it appear on a small street stall casually?

Seeing that I didn't believe it, Li Mazi put the chopsticks and pulled me over to make an appraisal.

I went out with him without any worries, just take a walk after dinner! The small street stall Li Mazi said was not far from the antique street, and it took me twenty minutes to arrive.

But at this moment, the stall was deserted and occasionally, after a few people asked for the price, they turned around and left...

The painting Li Mazi said was hung up by a small vendor with a bamboo pole. The painting was very simple. A rockery, beside the rockery, a beautiful woman in green clothes, and her pretty and charming look was lifelike. On the left is a poem: Flowers and moons are bright and the clouds are light fogs, so I'd go to the side of my husband tonight. I'd like to walk to the fragrant steps with my socks and gold shoes in my hand. I saw it on the south side of the painting hall, and I always snuggled. It's hard for me to come out, so I'll teach you to be compassionate.

I know that this poem was written by Li Yu to the No. 1 beauty in Southern Tang Dynasty. It seems that the beauty in green clothes in the painting is Xiao Zhouhou.

According to legend, Xiao Zhou Hou had a strange habit and had a special liking for green. The things she wore and the decorations in the palace must be green, otherwise she would be furious. She also started a trend at one time. With this poem, her identity was self-evident.

When this poem was written, Queen Zhou's elder sister Queen Zhou was seriously ill and was dying. Before she died, she wanted to see her sister, so Queen Zhou was summoned to the palace.

But as soon as Xiao Zhouhou entered the palace, Li Yu fell in love with him. The two of them fell in love with each other, and they actually became secretly in love under the noses of the Great Zhouhou.

Li Yu is really a romantic emperor. He can write such poetic and picturesque love even with his wife on his back, which is amazing.

However, I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I just think that this painting has a magical power that is attracting me secretly.

The stall owner saw that Li Mazi and I studied the painting for a long time, and immediately greeted him enthusiastically: "Two bosses, you have such a good vision!"

He started to praise him: "This painting is the original work of Li Yu, the late emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty! It is unique on the market now. Look at this painting, look at this artistic conception..."

Before he could finish speaking, I interrupted him and asked for the price directly.

Even if it is real, it will be ranked. For example, among Li Yu's original works, there must be one: How much sorrow can you have? It's just like a river of spring water flowing eastward, and this small poem about affair, to be honest, does not have that high collection value.

The stall owner turned his eyes and said with a smile: "It's rare for the boss to like it! Today I'll give you a big discount. I originally wanted to sell it for 30,000, so I'll give you 20,000!"

I sneered, it turns out that I am taking me as a sucker!

This painting is a high-quality imitation, and the stall owner dared to speak loudly. If I hadn't wanted to study what the magic in this painting was, I wouldn't have paid attention to him.

So I stared at him with bright eyes and said, "Three Thousand."

Seeing the stall owner's reluctant eyes, I immediately added: "I am also in the antique business. I have clear about the various things here. This price is definitely enough for you to make. Do you want to sell it if you like it!"

After saying that, I pulled Li Mazi and turned around and left.

Seeing that I seemed to be leaving, the stall owner grabbed my arm and said, "Hey, the price of this shopping is something that needs to be negotiated! How about five thousand?"

I glanced at him and didn't say anything.

The stall owner was anxious: "Four thousand, no less! When I collected it, it was about the same price. Boss, you have to let me make some money."

I laughed twice: "Let's do it! I'm not three thousand, one person gives in, three thousand five."

The stall owner sighed: "Three thousand five is three thousand five, boss, you are really good at bargaining!"

While muttering, he took off the painting, packed it up and put it in my hand.

I ignored him and walked back after paying.

When the stall owner put the scroll in my hand, I obviously felt that the painting was extremely heavy, as if it was filled with something.

As soon as Li Mazi entered the store, he looked at the painting in my hand with his eyes lit up, and kept asking me how much it would be worth to take the painting for auction?

I couldn't help but tell him directly that this painting was actually a fake, that is, a fake.

Li Mazi didn't give up. I pointed out a few obvious high imitation traces to him before he gave up.

I sat on the side and sighed for a while, then suddenly jumped to me and asked, "Since I know it's fake, why do you still want to buy it?"

"Because this painting always gives me a strange feeling, I suspect it is a dark object." I turned around and put the painting on the counter and slowly unfolded it.

I have to say that this painting was very successful, and both the materials and handwriting were almost fake. But the fake ones were fake. Although the rice paper used in this painting was also good, it was obviously a relatively low-grade cotton rice paper in the rice paper, and the composition containing sandalwood is relatively low.

As the king of the Southern Tang Dynasty, the rice paper he used was of high quality. After all, rice paper originated in the Tang Dynasty, and rice paper at that time was tributed to the royal family as tributes.

Before I could do it, I could study whether this painting was a slim thing? A young man in his twenties suddenly rushed into the antique shop in a panic look.

"Master Zhang, you have to save us!"

As soon as the young man entered the store, he knelt down with a thud, and pulled Li Mazi's hand with tears in his hands asking for help.

Li Mazi looked confused and pointed at me and said, "This... this is Zhang Jiulin."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across the young man's face, and then he turned to hug my legs, crying louder.

"Don't worry, tell me what's going on!" I helped him onto the stool and handed him a cup of tea. He drank it clean, then looked at me helplessly with a pair of red eyes, and then slowly told the story.
Chapter completed!