C104 Double Layer Painting
C104 Double Layer Painting
Lan Tian laughed and waved his hand. He stayed there to eat. He said to the lobby manager, who was standing next to him with an awkward expression, "Ask someone to pay the bill!"
The lobby manager waved his hand. "No, no, your dishes are not served yet. How can I ask you to pay? Sir, don't you want to eat before you leave? "
"No appetite!" Lan Tian stood up. He ignored everyone here, including the little girl, and strode out.
Although Lan Tian understood this girl's feelings very well, understanding was still understanding. Lan Tian still could not forgive her actions. Wasn't that right? He had helped her out of good intentions. And in the end... For the sake of money, she made a move on me. How could Lan Tian care about such a person?
It was also this girl's mistake. If she could stick to her principles and be a person with a conscience then. After that, Lan Tian would definitely help her.
Since he could not eat in the hotel, Lan Tian was not in a hurry. He walked slowly on the street.
After passing through an alley, he arrived at a small street. It was completely different from the street he was on.
The street just now was filled with luxury hotels and restaurants on both sides of the street. However, this was a small restaurant, and there were also many stalls that were directly cooking outside. Lan Tian was not a picky eater, so he started eating at a small stall.
Although it was a small stall, the business was very hot. Every table was full of customers. There were no big restaurants here that were particular about food. Many of the customers sitting at each table were strangers. Everyone ate their own dishes and did not disturb each other.
"Hubby, let's go to the antique market after dinner. A little sister of mine found a golden hairpin there. It's very beautiful." The couple eating at the same table as Lan Tian was a couple. At this moment, the girl said to her boyfriend in glasses as she ate.
The boyfriend in glasses pushed up his glasses and said reluctantly, "It's almost all fake. It's cheap and expensive. Think about it. If it is true, can I just set up a stall and sell them?"
The girl was unhappy. "I don't care, I want to go! If you don't want to go, then get the hell back! "
The bespectacled man immediately surrendered. "Go away, I didn't say I wouldn't go. But my wife, we can't buy anything we see. As you know, there's still half a month left before the salary is paid. My salary has already been reduced by two-thirds. "
The girl glared at him. "Can you blame me for this? Who told you to only take that little bit of money in a month? A grown man gets 5,000 yuan a month, and you still have good intentions! You want to propose to me just like that?"
" Hmph, after marriage, what do you have to support me with? Let me tell you, before you buy a house and a car, don't mention getting married to me, do you hear me?"
The boy grunted.
Lan Tian shook his head in his heart. Listening to the conversation between the couple, the boy's monthly salary had been used up. If this continued, what kind of house would he buy?
Of course, this was not what Lan Tian was concerned about. What he was interested in was the antique market that the girl mentioned. Although Lan Tian was not very interested in antiques, his father-in-law liked them. Why not go and take a look after dinner? If he was lucky, maybe we can get a real one!
With this thought, he asked the girl about the antique market. The girl was also enthusiastic and told Lan Tian in detail. After Lan Tian had his meal, the couple had already left. Lan Tian was not in a hurry. He lit a cigarette. He walked and walked, enjoying the scenery around him. He walked forward.
After walking for about two miles, he took another turn. It's the Antique Market. Standing on the street and looking around, it was indeed the Antique Market in the province. It was much bigger than the Antique Market in his own city, and it was also much more standardized. There were formal antique shops on both sides of the street. They were decorated in a vintage style.
Those who set up stalls were gathered in a large market at the back of the street. Although it was a stall, it was organized very neatly. Just like the market, every stall had a concrete platform. There were all kinds of things on it.
Lan Tian noticed that two-thirds of the people who went to the antique shops were well-dressed bosses.
The people who crowded the stalls were either old men or young men and women in ordinary clothes. Of course, the old men here did not mean that they did not have money. There were a lot of rich old men who came to pick up scraps from the street stalls.
Lan Tian threw the cigarette butt away and squeezed into the stall as well.
Every stall he went to, he would first take a look. Then, he would secretly use his spiritual energy to take a look. However, none of them were authentic.
When he walked to a stall selling calligraphy and paintings, he saw a painting. It was a large piece of wheat field, and there was a flock of birds flying over the wheat field.
However, the painting of the birds was too ugly. Lan Tian could not help but laugh. "Boss, is the bird in your painting a pheasant or a pheasant?"
The stall owner was in his forties, and he had a small mustache. His small eyes emitted a green light that was like a thief, and they kept spinning from time to time. He looked like a rat that would scout its surroundings when it came out of its hole.
After hearing Lan Tian's question, the stall owner was furious. He glared at Lan Tian and said, "Young man, don't speak nonsense if you don't understand. This is a famous painting from abroad, the wheat field crow. It's a masterpiece from Van Gogh. It costs 200 million. Oh right, Van Gogh, do you know? "
Lan Tian shook his head. "I'm sorry. I don't know much about the masters in the country. Did you tell me about the masters from overseas? But Boss, what did you say just now? A wheat field crow? But I looked left and right. It's a pheasant! "
The boss was so angry that he laughed," I say, kid, you don't care if it's a pheasant or a bird. If you want it, just say the price and I'll give it to you at a cheaper price. Otherwise, you can buy it!"
Lan Tian shook his head and was about to leave, but before he left, he habitually used Spirit Qi to look at the stall.
When he saw it, he suddenly quivered! It turned out that he discovered that the other paintings were all fake, except for this one called the wheat field crow, which was actually a double layer painting.
The one inside was a landscape painting. Lan Tian took a closer look and saw that there were a few words on the side of the painting: mountain road, pine mountain, and a rectangular seal. The two words in the seal were Tang Yin.
Not only that, Lan Tian could also faintly see traces of green spiritual energy flowing in the painting. This made Lan Tian cry out loudly in his heart. This must be the real work of Tiger and Tiger, otherwise, there would not be spiritual energy.
Lan Tian's heart was filled with excitement. Although he did not know about the ancient times on Earth, the previous owner of his body had some understanding.
Tang Bohu's authentic work, of course, was much more expensive. Furthermore, Tang Bohu had spent most of his life filling out the words on his fan. There were not many paintings. Hence, his authentic work appeared to be extremely valuable! He really did not expect that he would be able to pick up a huge gap on the street stalls. No wonder his father-in-law always ran to the street stalls whenever he had nothing to do.
Lan Tian suppressed his excitement and took out a pack of cigarettes worth eight yuan each. He handed one to the boss and put it in his mouth. After lighting it, he asked, "Boss, how much is your wheat field pheasant?"