"A total of one gold and thirty-five taels." The shopkeeper Shi Liang Jin stood up, clapped his hands, looked at Taoist Taihua and said this. "One gold and thirty-five taels? A little too little, right? How about two taels of gold as a friend?" Taoist Taihua thought for a moment and then said this. Ten taels of gold: "......" He looked a little silent, not knowing what to say. He said he didn't want to make friends with this friend. "One gold ounce is thirty-five taels, not a cent more. If you two Immortals are not satisfied, you can go to other pawnshops to have a look." Shi Liang Jin said with a wry smile. In his heart, he wished that these two guys would leave quickly.
He was the owner of Chengjin Pawn Shop, and he made dozens of taels of gold in an hour. Being delayed for such a long time by these two guys, the loss was small, but the most important thing was that it was a disgrace. "Boss, let's just treat it as making friends. We will continue to take care of your business when we have the chance in the future. One gold and fifty taels, is that all? I won't take advantage of you." Taoist Taihua said shamelessly. The latter shook his head helplessly, then smiled bitterly. "To be honest, the two Immortals, the value of all your things combined is not as expensive as the Xuan paper used for the painting. You can afford Xu Yang Xuan paper, so why bother with these few taels of silver?" Ten taels of gold as the starting price. His eyes were fixed on the scroll in Su Changyu's hand. The reason why he mistakenly thought that these two people were rich people was mainly because of this scroll. He could tell at a glance that this was Xuyang Xuan paper, one foot of which was worth one tael of gold. The value of the scroll itself was estimated to be more than ten taels of gold. Only if one is well off would dare to use this kind of rice paper to paint. Ordinary literati can't afford such a waste. Just the next moment. The voice of Taoist Taihua sounded. "Can this thing be sold for money?" Chapter 20: A word worth a thousand gold? Taihua Taoist and Su Changyu were shocked [New book request everything] Taoist Taihua was truly surprised. Not to mention him, Su Changyu was also a little surprised. Just this painting in my hand is worth more than the wealth of Qingyun Taoist Sect? seriously?
"Ah? Don't you know? This is Xuyang Xuan paper, one foot is worth one gold. This scroll is estimated to be about eight feet long, so it must be at least eight ounces of gold." Shi Liang Jin was a little silent. It turns out that these two people don’t know what this is? "Eight ounces of gold?" When Taoist Taihua and Su Changyu heard this, their eyes widened. "But if there is a painting on it, it's not certain. The price of rice paper without a brush can be sold at this price. If there is a brush, it depends on the painting." The shopkeeper Shi Liang Jin continued. After saying this, Su Changyu's face suddenly turned ugly. "If it was a painting, how much would it be worth?" Su Changyu asked urgently. Taoist Taihua's expression also turned a little grim. "This is about the painting. Generally speaking, even if it is well made, if it is not famous, it is unlikely to sell for a good price. It depends mainly on who painted it. You two should understand this, right?" The ten taels of gold did not fool these two people. A good painting may not necessarily sell for a high price; the key is who painted it. If a painting is done by a prime minister of the dynasty, even if it is just a picture of a chicken eating rice, it can be sold for ten thousand taels of gold. If it is done by an unknown painter, no matter how good the painting is, it will not be sold for much. "It's over now." After hearing this, Su Changyu felt that he was completely finished. Because Ye Ping happened to be an unknown painter. If I had known this would happen, I wouldn’t have let Ye Ping draw. "My Lord, can you let me take a look?" However, out of professional ethics, I still want to take a look. What if there is a pearl hidden in the ocean? If these two people don’t know its value, wouldn’t they make a lot of money? "alright." Su Changyu didn't hold out any hope at all and directly handed the scroll to the other party. But Taoist Taihua began to ponder. He knew who had given him the scroll, and he also remembered that Ye Ping did carry a large bag when he went up the mountain, but he didn't expect it to be so valuable. But at this moment, Shi Liang Jin took the scroll, then placed it on the table and slowly unfolded it. Soon the scroll was fully unfolded, and a cry of surprise from Ten Liang of Gold was heard. "Hiss! A painting by Qinglian Jushi?"
An exclamation instantly caught the attention of both people. "Master Qinglian? Who is he? Is he famous?" Taoist Taihua asked subconsciously. However, Su Changyu knew who Qinglian Jushi was, but he did not say much. He just looked at the ten taels of gold with curiosity. "Hiss! Wait a moment, two Immortals." Shi Liang Jin did not answer, but immediately called the servant to invite the pawnshop's appraiser. Not long after, the old man came again. However, this time the attitude was obviously much colder than last time. But as the old man came over, his eyes fell on the painting. With just one glance, he could tell that this painting was extraordinary. Anyone who dared to use Xuyang rice paper to paint must be either extremely bad or extremely good. In an instant, the old man came in front of the painting and immediately showed a look of astonishment. "Is this a painting by Qinglian Jushi?" The old man took a few careful glances, then looked at the ten taels of gold with some surprise. "It should be. Both the painting and the seal match. It's just that the ink doesn't seem to be completely dry yet. It seems to have been painted not long ago." Shi Liang Jin suppressed his inner excitement and spoke in a calm tone as much as possible. "I didn't expect it to be a painting by Qinglian Jushi. It should have been painted not long ago. Did Qinglian Jushi come to Baiguo City?" The old man also seemed very excited. He looked at the scroll carefully and was more shocked the more he looked at it. Mr. Qinglian was known as the most talented scholar in the State of Jin. He was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. There were countless women in the whole State of Jin who were obsessed with one of his poems, and countless literati who admired everything he did. Even the Emperor of Jin was very fond of Qinglian Jushi's calligraphy. It is a pity that Mr. Qinglian is indifferent to fame and fortune and does not participate in the imperial examinations. This year he disappeared without a trace and no one knows what he is doing. But precisely because of this, he is even more sought after by literati. What literati care about most is fame and fortune. Which literati doesn't want to step into the literary world, become a great scholar in the future, and cultivate a sense of righteousness? But Mr. Qinglian regards money, fame and fortune as dirt, how could he not be sought after? Especially this year, Mr. Qinglian did not participate in the imperial examinations, and was highly respected by the literati of Jin State. All his calligraphy and paintings were sold at sky-high prices. That's why Shi Liang Jin was so shocked after seeing this painting. "I'm not sure. Qinglian has a carefree personality and likes to travel. He is a man of temperament. Maybe he did come to Baiguo City, or maybe he just painted a picture and gave it to others as a gift." I'm not sure about the ten taels of gold. But at this moment, Su Changyu's voice rang out. “How much will this painting sell for?”
When the voice was heard, Shi Liang Jin and the treasure appraiser of the pawnshop came to their senses. At that moment, the attitudes of the two suddenly became extremely enthusiastic, many times better than before. "My two celestial beings, Mr. Qinglian's paintings are priceless and it is difficult to estimate a suitable price for the time being. May I ask what price you two celestial beings would like?" Shi Liang Jin said with a wry smile. What he said was half true and half false. It was true that the paintings of Mr. Qinglian were priceless, but it was no problem to ask him to estimate their price. However, he could also see that Taoist Taihua and Su Changyu did not know much about them, so he might as well ask them. Maybe he could get a bargain. Unfortunately, Taoist Taihua is also a shrewd person. He stretched out five fingers, looked at the ten taels of gold and said, "I want this amount." Fifty taels of gold. That's right. Taoist Taihua is not stupid. Although he does not know how to appreciate calligraphy and painting, he can tell from the performance of these two people that this painting is probably quite valuable. Considering that the cost would be eight taels of gold, I gritted my teeth and offered a price of fifty taels of gold. After hearing this, Shi Liang Jin frowned slightly. Five thousand taels of gold? The price is not high, not high at all. But the problem is that he is not yet completely sure that this painting is an authentic one. What if it is the work of a master copyist? If that happens, it will be a huge loss. If this was really done by Mr. Qinglian, five thousand taels of gold is not excessive at all. The high-ranking officials of the State of Jin all admired the paintings of Mr. Qinglian. The value of this scroll was no longer a matter of silver. For some people, the value of this scroll was more than tens of thousands of taels of gold. Thinking of this, Shi Liang Jin couldn't help but take a deep breath, then looked at Taoist Taihua. "My Lord, can you wait for an hour while I ask someone to verify the authenticity of the painting? If it is an authentic work, I can give it five thousand taels of gold. But if it is a copy, I will also give it five hundred taels of gold. How do you think?" Shi Liang Jin said this. Just saying this. Taoist Taihua and Su Changyu were completely shocked. How many? Five thousand taels of gold? Five hundred taels for a fake one? Is this thing so valuable? Are you kidding me?
Teasing us? The two were completely shocked. It was even more shocking than knowing that Ye Ping was a genius. It’s fine that Ye Ping is a kendo genius. Is a painting so valuable? Are you going to let people live?
