C195 Selling Calligraphy and Paintings
C195 Selling Calligraphy and Paintings
Huang Feng pushed the crowd aside and said, "I'm here to sell things, not to buy things."
After that, the crowd dispersed with a "tsk." Some people even looked at Huang Feng with hostility. After all, they were also here to sell things. When Huang Feng said this, that was their Competitor. No one wanted to have another Competitor.
Huang Feng didn't care about the looks in their eyes. Anyway, he didn't intend to set up a stall and sell things here. Now that these people had left, he felt much more relaxed.
After that, Huang Feng asked around and found out which was the biggest antique shop here.
That person might have heard Huang Feng's words just now. Now that he heard Huang Feng's question, he knew that Huang Feng was going to the biggest antique store to sell his things.
"Little brother, I advise you to sell here just like me. If you are lucky, you can earn a few hundred or a few thousand a day. It's possible. You can sell it in that shop. His eyes are poisonous. " That man advised Huang Feng. Obviously, he thought that Huang Feng was the same as them. They were all selling counterfeit goods. If they were to sell counterfeit goods here, they could still trick him. It was almost impossible for those who liked to take advantage of small gains to go to the shop.
"Thank you for your advice. I still want to give it a try." Huang Feng said. However, he didn't have much confidence in himself. After all, he didn't know if his things were worth anything. How much could they be worth?
Seeing that Huang Feng didn't want to give up, the man shook his head helplessly. He felt that Huang Feng would have to be chased out before he could give up. Therefore, he didn't try to persuade him anymore. Instead, he told Huang Feng the address of the shop.
After Huang Feng thanked him, he took his painting to the shop. Behind him, there were a few people pointing at his back. Clearly, they thought that Huang Feng's visit this time was just to deceive himself.
"Bao Lai Pavilion" was the largest antique shop on West Garden Street. It had three floors. It occupied a lot of space. It didn't matter if it was the size or the items sold inside. It was the best store in this area. Many people went in to see it every day. Of course, there were also many people like Huang Feng who wanted to bring things with them and sell them.
Therefore, when the staff inside knew Huang Feng's purpose, they were not surprised. Instead, they brought him to the appraiser in the shop who specialized in appraising things.
"Elder Feng, I'll have to trouble you again. A customer just came and wants to sell calligraphy and paintings." The waiter brought Huang Feng to a small room and said to an old man who was sitting inside.
The old man wore a pair of large glasses and looked to be in his fifties or sixties. He was in good spirits, especially his pair of sharp eyes. He looked at Huang Feng but did not care. He waved his hand to let the waiter out.
"Give it to me." The old man said to Huang Feng. He was the one who appraised the calligraphy and painting. He was not the only appraiser in the Treasure Arrive Pavilion. However, his qualifications and abilities were top-notch. Especially in terms of calligraphy and painting, he was highly respected by everyone. In fact, many people would even come to him to appraise good calligraphy and paintings in other places. And if the calligraphy and painting he appraised were authentic... Therefore, he received quite a number of guests every day.
However, due to his age, the boss here... Originally, he wanted to reduce his workload appropriately, but the old man had been dealing with calligraphy and paintings for the rest of his life. He enjoyed the pleasant surprise of discovering treasures. So... He didn't reduce his workload.
Huang Feng did not dare to be neglectful, although he did not know the other party's identity. However, the other party was clearly someone who could determine the value of his calligraphy and painting. After handing over the painting, Huang Feng's heart wasn't calm either. He did not know what kind of evaluation the other party would give.
"Eh?" When the old man took Huang Feng's calligraphy and painting, he was indifferent at first. After all, he would meet a lot of people every day, hoping to make a fortune. He took the counterfeits to find the person who was appraising them. At first, he thought that Huang Feng was such a person.
However, after opening the painting and taking a look at it, his thoughts had changed. His expression changed from casual to serious from the beginning. He raised his head and looked at Huang Feng in surprise. Then... He lowered his head again to look at the painting, and even picked up the magnifying glass on the table next to him.
When he looked at it, he completely forgot about the situation around him. He did not say anything for a long time. Although Huang Feng was anxious, he did not interrupt the other party's thoughts.
Huang Feng could only stand by the side and wait patiently. After a long time, the old man put down the magnifying glass in his hand and looked at Huang Feng.
"Where did you get this painting?" The old man asked.
"When I went out to play earlier, I saw someone setting up a stall, the old man said. So I bought it. At that time, I didn't think much of it. However, when I came back, I felt that this thing might not be ordinary. I'll bring it here today to appraise it. " Huang Feng had long thought of an excuse. After all, he came here to sell things. They were all very careful about the origin of the goods. If the origin was not correct... They wouldn't accept it, and of course, they wouldn't pursue the matter too much. However, selling it on the black market didn't have to worry about the origin of the item.
As expected, after hearing Huang Feng's words, the old man did not pursue the matter further. He only asked a question just now, and then said, "This thing of yours is indeed not an ordinary item?"
"Even the master can't be sure?" Huang Feng asked. If the other party couldn't be sure either... There was no way to estimate the value of this thing, so it couldn't be sold. Naturally, Huang Feng wasn't willing to accept it. It was pointless for him to ask for this painting. However, he was short of money, so he needed the start-up funds.
"Hmm, this painting is a little strange. There are some techniques that I have never seen before." The old man did not hide anything and directly said.
"Oh." Huang Feng was a little disappointed and wanted to put the painting away.
"Are you here today purely to appraise or to sell this painting?" The old man was not in a hurry to let Huang Feng leave. Instead, he asked again.
"Of course I'm selling it. I bought it by coincidence. It's useless to keep it, so I want to sell it." Huang Feng said.
"Wait a moment, then. There will be a customer coming over later. He was also very knowledgeable about calligraphy and painting. When the time comes, we'll take a look at it together " The old man said. In fact, in his heart, he already felt that this painting was no ordinary painting. However, he didn't know who the author of this painting was. This would greatly affect his judgment.
"Alright, I'm fine anyway" Huang Feng thought for a while and said. It would naturally be best if there was a chance to sell it.