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Chapter 1080 Painting Skills (Part 2)

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    After playing with the silver dollar in his hand for a moment, Meng Zitao raised his head and asked, "Boss, how much does this Chuanyang cost?"

    The stall owner smiled and stretched out his hand to make a gesture: "An Austrian version of Chuanyang with this kind of appearance shouldn't cost 30,000 yuan, right?"

    Meng Zitao refused directly: "It's too expensive, I have to consider it carefully if it's 20,000 yuan."

    The stall owner frowned slightly: "Young man, do you really want it?"

    Meng Zitao said: "Of course I want it sincerely, but your price is too expensive."

    The stall owner said: "You can make a counter-offer, but don't be so exaggerated. This is an Austrian version of Chuanyang. It is very rare. I don't want it for 20,000 yuan. I don't see any sincerity from you! You really want it,  Just offer a more realistic price and it will work. If it doesn¡¯t work, forget it.¡±

    Meng Zitao chuckled, of course he couldn't take the initiative to make an offer, otherwise he would be handing the gun into the other party's hands, and his life or death would depend on the other party.

    So, he said: "Boss, the thing belongs to you, there is no reason why I should bid for it!"

    The stall owner said angrily, "It's boring for you to do this. I bid you the price but you said it's too expensive."

    "The key is that the price you offered is not sincere."

    Meng Zitao stood up and said, "Forget it, I don't want the things anymore."

    "Alas!" The stall owner quickly called Meng Zitao: "Young man, if we don't do this, we can each take a step back and get 20,000 yuan. In addition, you can choose any three things from my stall."

    Meng Zitao laughed: "What if I miss it?"

    ¡°Then blame my poor eyesight.¡± The stall owner said grandly.

    Meng Zitao chuckled and said, "It's okay to come, but we have something to talk about beforehand. If you don't even have anything worth five hundred yuan here, then this deal will definitely not go through."

    ¡°No problem, you choose first.¡± The stall owner looked at Meng Zitao.

    Meng Zitao looked at the coins he took at the beginning, put them aside, and then started to choose at the stall. He moved very quickly and made his choice immediately.

    Just when Meng Zitao was about to speak, two people suddenly walked over. One of them was angry and said to the stall owner: "Boss Zhou, you should pay back the money you owe us."

    The stall owner was startled when he saw them, rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao Tie, money is tight these two days, can you give me a few days of grace?"

    The other party sneered and said: "One hundred thousand yuan has been postponed from half a year ago to now. Today will be tomorrow, and tomorrow will be the day after tomorrow. Do I have to delay it until you die! It seems that you won't pay it back today. Did you say that before?  , if you don¡¯t pay back the money, you¡¯ll get something as compensation, now you have nothing to say, right?¡±

    The stall owner begged: "Give me a few more days, and I will definitely pay it back this time!"

    "You're just a gambler. If I believe your words, I might as well believe in ghosts!"

    Without saying a word, the two people who wanted debt began to pack up the things on the stall.

    There were many people around watching the excitement. At first, they sympathized with the stall owner, and some people even wanted to mind their own business. However, when they heard that the stall owner was a gambler, they immediately turned to disgust.

    Meng Zitao next to him frowned and said, "It's okay for you to ask for debt, but can you let us finish this business?"

    The stall owner quickly took over and said: "Yes, yes, I just agreed on the price with this little brother, can you let us complete the transaction? Don't worry, the money will be given to you."

    Brother Xiaotie chuckled and said to Meng Zitao: "I'm sorry, I can only say that you came at an unlucky time. We signed a guarantee with him. If he doesn't pay back the money, we can only take everything away."

    Seeing what the other party said, Meng Zitao said, "Can't we discuss it?"

    "This is not something I can decide, and to be honest, we are afraid that he will sell the things at a loss." The other party shook his head.

    Meng Zitao had a look of regret on his face, shook his head, turned around and left with Shu Ze and the others.

    After leaving for a while, Shu Ze whispered: "Zitao, what did you mean just now?"

    Meng Zitao smiled: "As soon as we entered the market, we were targeted."

    "Ah!" Shu Ze looked at Jiang Xing behind him.

    Jiang Xing nodded and said, "There are indeed people watching, but they didn't show any threat."

    "Then don't tell me!" Shu Ze glared at him.

    Jiang Xing touched his nose and murmured in his heart, didn't you say that there is usually no danger, so don't let the fun be spoiled?  Our young master is really difficult to take care of sometimes.

    Of course, this was just a slight complaint from him. Shu Ze was usually very nice to him.

    ?He looked soft-hearted and agreed to talk to his uncle on the phone. Originally he wanted to refuse, but after the phone call, he agreed.

    The reason is also simple. On the phone, Meng Zitao asked Ma Zhiliang's uncle if he had a pastel flower cup in his hand. If so, he would go. Originally, he wanted the other party to give up in spite of the difficulty, but he didn't expect that there was a lotus cup. Then  He must be going there.

    We followed Ma Zhiliang to his uncle¡¯s antique shop. When the group arrived, Ma Zhiliang¡¯s uncle was already greeting them at the door.

    After chatting for a while, Ma Zhiliang¡¯s uncle Ma Daoxing took everyone to the small parlor of the store and asked Ma Zhiliang to make tea for everyone.

    Ma Daoxing greeted him with a smile: "Teacher Meng, please wait a moment. I asked my lover to send the painting and Flower God Cup."

    Meng Zitao smiled and said: "Now that we're here, there's no rush. But before the appraisal, I want to know the origin of the painting. Should it be okay?"

    "No problem." Ma Daoxing nodded: "Actually, I collected this painting from a friend. He really likes collecting, but he has limited funds on hand. He has old people and children at home, so he can use them for collection.  There won¡¯t be much funds left.¡±

    "Some time ago, he spent more than 50,000 yuan to collect a "Flower Picture" by Sun Kehong. Originally, he wanted to hide it from his family and wait for the market to rise after a while to sell it and make a profit, but 50,000 yuan was not enough for him.  It was a large amount, so he couldn't hide it for long, so within a few days, his wife discovered it, and the two got into an argument and almost fought."

    Needless to say what happened after that, Ma Daoxing bought the painting out of friendship and thought it was pretty good. Unexpectedly, after he came back, he asked a friend to appreciate it. The friend felt something was wrong, but he was not sure what the reason was.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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