The middle-aged people are very eager.
The appearance of Liu Heng shows that there is a big business coming to the door, but he is not eager.
Although Liu Heng has never patronized Donglai Pawnshop, as Liu Heng, what he can offer must be extraordinary.
The middle-aged man sat down with Liu Heng.
"Xiao Yi, where's the tea?"
Under the cry of the middle-aged man, a young boy walked out of the room with a cup of tea tremblingly.
The tea bowl was placed in front of Liu Heng, but Liu Heng did not move.
The middle-aged man rolled his eyes and yelled at the young man: "What kind of tea is being brewed, it doesn't smell at all, so I won't change a cup for Master Liu."
The little boy shivered in fright and nodded and bowed in apologize.
Liu Heng frowned and waved his hand.
"Little master is not here for tea."
The middle-aged man glared at the young man, his gaze fell on the package in Liu Heng's hand, and eagerly said, "Master Liu, are you in a hurry and want to pawn something?"
Liu Heng said with a black face, "Little master, what else can he do when he arrives at the pawn shop."
While talking, Liu Heng pushed the package in his hand to the middle-aged man.
"Do the math, look at how much money is worth, and work it out."
The middle-aged man rubbed his hands, carefully opened the package on the table, saw the scroll inside, and his eyes lit up.
"Celebrity calligraphy and painting... Master Liu's shot is really extraordinary. The villain will take a look first to see if it is the masterpiece of that celebrity."
I unfolded a painting at random, and after carefully examining the painting above, the middle-aged man was sluggish for a moment, his gaze refocused on the painting, and he looked at it again.
The smile on his face became a little stiff.
He didn't care about flattering Liu Heng, so he unfolded two more paintings one after another, and the smile on his face became more rigid.
He didn't look at the other paintings, dropped his hands, and smiled stiffly: "Master Liu, if you are in a hurry, you can't use this method to play tricks on the villain. As long as you say hello, our owner will send the money to you. Go to the house."
I saw three paintings, and none of them are celebrity paintings.
The painters have a very good brushstroke ability and deep drawing skills.
It's just not famous and worthless.
The middle-aged man thought about it and sold three paintings on the market. It is not as valuable as the Chengxintang paper used for painting.
So he felt that Liu Heng was playing with him.
As soon as Liu Heng heard what he said, he became displeased.
"Do you look down on Lord?"
The middle-aged man got up and bowed his head to apologize.
"The villain dare not..."
Liu Heng kicked the middle-aged man with a kick, and cursed: "The Lord wants to spend money, and you don't need your filial piety. There are countless valuable things in the Lord's house. Just take out one or two, which will be enough for your dog to eat for a lifetime.
As for these paintings, they were all produced by the Lord from the palace, and many of them were awarded by the palace. "
The middle-aged man got up from the ground and said with a dry smile: "Liu, what you said is..."
"Still standing stupidly and not going to look at the paintings, even if those three are worthless, aren't they still? There is one worthy one behind if you don't keep them all."
Liu Heng shouted cursingly.
The middle-aged man hurried to see the painting.
There were a thousand unwillingnesses in his heart, but under the pressure of Liu Heng, the dude, he had to keep watching.
The middle-aged man opened the fourth painting and glanced roughly.
Suddenly, he seemed to see something extraordinary, his eyes widened.
"Master... this... this painting, do you want to be?"
His voice was trembling.
Liu Hengyi Le, "Why, this piece is valuable?"
The middle-aged man took a sip of water and stammered: "It's worth... worth a lot of money..."
Liu Heng's eyes were eager, and he rushed forward with a greedy expression.
"How much is it worth?"
The middle-aged man raised a finger tremblingly.
Liu Heng was overjoyed and exclaimed: "Ten thousand coins?!"
The middle-aged man shuddered when he heard the words.
He held up a finger, referring to one hundred thousand kan.
But I didn't expect Liu Heng to shout out 10,000 pats directly.
The middle-aged man wanted to deceive Liu Heng and took the opportunity to make a fortune, but thinking of Liu Heng's identity and the stakes behind this painting, he could only tell the truth through gritted teeth.
"One hundred thousand coins!"
"One hundred thousand coins?!"
Liu Heng screamed and jumped up excitedly.
He grabbed the middle-aged man's hand, and asked excitedly, "If you are alive, what is the price?"
The middle-aged man looked at Liu Heng, then looked at the painting in his hand, and said with complicated thoughts: "If you are alive, you can redeem it within seven days, 20,000 guana, redeem it within 15 days, 40,000 guanan, and die, 80,000 guanan. "
"Hiss..."
Liu Heng tightly grasped the middle-aged man's hand with both hands, and took a breath.
A fake painting can actually sell 80,000 units, which is something he can't even think of.
For a moment, the thought of dying for this painting came into his heart.
But he finally suppressed the greedy mind.
He thought that this painting was from Kou Ji.
If Kou Ji can paint one picture, he can paint more.
Compared with this painting, Kou Ji is obviously more valuable.
It is simply a treasure trove of mobile.
As long as you make good Kou Ji, he will get more.
Thinking of this, Liu Heng looked excited and grabbed the middle-aged man's hand harder.
The painful middle-aged man had to remind him with a bitter face.
"Liu Ye's supernatural power..."
Liu Heng recovered his mind, immediately withdrew his hand, and said with a dry smile: "Some gaffe..."
"This painting, the little master has bought it, it will be redeemed within seven days. Give the little master a bill and get money!"
Liu Heng slapped the table and shouted.
The middle-aged man suppressed the excitement in his heart and reminded him aloud: "Master Liu, this painting has a big background, do you really want to be it?"
"when!"
"There is a lot of money in this transaction. The villain can't be the master. You have to ask the owner for instructions. Is it convenient for you?"
Liu Heng said boldly: "Just go, Xiaoye will wait for you here."
"it is good!"
The middle-aged man agreed, and said to the young man on the side: "I'm going to see the boss. Look at the shop. If anything goes wrong, be careful of your dog's life."
Xiao Si raised his eyes timidly to look at him, and said in a low voice: "It may be fake..."
Xiao Si's voice was not loud, but it made everyone in the shop hear clearly.
Several eyes converged on Xiao Si.
Liu Heng lifted a sigh of relief and watched Xiao Si's eyes flicker.
The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Si with surprise.
Liu Heng's dog-legs looked at Xiao Si's eyes with amazement.
Donglai Pawnshop became quiet for a while.
"Snapped!"
a long time.
A loud slap in the face sounded.
The middle-aged man's fat slap slapped the young man's face.
There was a slap print on the young man's face instantly, tears welled up in his eyes.
"Hold it back for me."
The middle-aged man drinks coldly.
Xiao Si gritted his teeth, holding back tears, but the tears couldn't stop flowing down.
The middle-aged man scolded: "You have been in the industry for less than three months, and you don't even count as an apprentice. You know what a shit. I have been in the industry for 30 years. Isn't my vision equal to you?"
The little servant hung his head aggrieved under the abuse of the middle-aged man.
When Liu Heng heard this, he was obviously relieved.
After reprimanding the young man, the middle-aged man bowed his hand to apologize to Liu Heng, "The people under your hand are not sensible, let Liu Ye read the joke."
Liu Heng smiled and said, "Little master thinks this kid is pretty good, I don't know if you are willing to give up your love and give it to the little master?"