i have a mountain

Chapter 488 Devouring Power

Just when Yu Fei's right hand touched the painting, an unknown suction force came from his palm, as if he was about to suck the painting into his hand. Shocked, he hurriedly removed his hand from the painting .

This happened in an instant. From the eyes of the two old monsters, it was as if he had just put his hand on the painting, and then shrank back like an electric shock.

"What's the matter?" The old monster asked, "Could it be that there is still static electricity in this painting, and it electrified you."

Yu Fei suppressed the shock in his heart, smiled and said: "I think this painting must have cost a lot of money, and I didn't wear gloves, so..."

Jiang Banxian laughed heartily: "It doesn't matter, there is a layer of coating on it, just to protect this painting, besides, something worth 10,000+ yuan, even if it is damaged, it's nothing."

This is another local tyrant, 10,000+ things are just like playing, if they break, they will break.

"Did you learn this from another novel?" The old monster glanced at him and said.

Yu Fei laughed dryly: "Not only in novels, but also on TV."

The old monster gave him a blank look, lowered his head and continued to study the incomplete painting, Jiang Banxian smiled and said to Fei: "Look at it casually, I will study this painting with Young Master, and I will treat you to a drink at noon later. "

Yu Fei smiled: "Okay."

While the two were studying the remnant painting, he slowly walked aside, concealing his inner shock by studying other objects.

At that moment just now, Yu Fei clearly felt that the suction did not come from the scroll, but from the faint imprint on the palm of his hand, which was also left on him by that space.

Ever since he came into contact with that space, this imprint has never moved. Today, when he came into contact with this remnant painting, it actually produced a desire to devour it, which has never happened before.

This made Yu Fei's heart beating non-stop. Fortunately, the two people in front of them kept paying close attention to the painting and didn't put their attention on him, otherwise they would definitely see it. There are some clues.

What exactly is that painting?Why does the space that has always been silent want to swallow it autonomously, and the entrance of the space is in my hands, will it swallow myself one day...

Yu Fei's mind has been running at a high speed, one question after another, without a clue, his eyes can't help but fall on the palm of his right hand, after leaving the painting, the desire to devour disappeared again.

Is it like when you store items in the space, you must touch the object itself to have an effect?This made him want to get in touch with that painting again, but he was afraid that the old monster would see something.

Yu Fei's brain sped up again, and he came up with a bold idea, he wanted to keep that painting for himself, of course, it is definitely impossible to use force, but if you use money, it is still possible to get it of.

But now we have to see if the old monster will come to such a conclusion. If it is an ordinary picture scroll, it is fine, and a price increase is also negotiable, but if it is a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, it may not be easy to get it.

After thinking for a while, Yu Fei decided to get this painting no matter how much he had to pay. He had a premonition in his heart that even if this painting could not solve the mystery of space, it would bring great benefits .

Before Yu Fei had a perfect idea in his mind, the old monster got up and handed out a magnifying glass and said, "This painting is sure of its age, it is a work of the late Tang Dynasty, but it is definitely not a famous masterpiece."

"But even if it was an unknown little painter at the end of the Tang Dynasty, it would be considered a family heirloom if it can be kept to this day, but there is a defect here, and the value of this painting will be greatly reduced."

After finishing speaking, the old monster turned to Jiang Banxian and asked, "How much did you charge?"

"The woman asked for 30 yuan, but in the end I only gave 18 yuan." Jiang Banxian didn't hide anything from him.

The old monster nodded and said: "It's okay. The reason why ancient calligraphy and paintings are valuable is that they are handed down from generation to generation. Whether they are famous or not is another thing. Whether they are printed or not is another. Although this painting is somewhat incomplete, if it is handled properly , double that is no problem."

"However, the price you gave is a bit high. If you follow your usual style, you can give it tens of thousands of yuan at most..."

Before he finished speaking, the old monster continued, "I forgot about your problem, and forgot about the owner of that painting."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Jiang Banxian with piercing eyes, and the latter smiled dryly and said: "I think this page can be uncovered, but in fact, I didn't intend to make money from this painting, if it is as you said, it can be doubled." That was a windfall, too.”

The old monster shook his head and said, "I think it's really a windfall to be the one who holds the painting, right? You don't know how to restrain yourself when you're old. If I remember correctly, you're going to be a grandfather soon, right? The boat capsized, let me see how you face your little grandson."

"How do you know it must be a grandson? Maybe it's a girl?" Jiang Banxian said patriarchally: "I have seen it through. Raising a son is better than raising a daughter. You don't have to worry so much."

"Yeah, you don't need to bother raising a daughter as long as she gets married, and you don't have to be afraid of being rejected by others. You can play however you want, right?" The old monster pointed out his intentions bluntly.

"You don't have to tear off my last pair of pants, do you?" Jiang Banxian glanced at Yu Fei and said, "Can't you save me some face in front of young people?"

"What do you want that thing for? You don't need it." The old monster said, patting the non-existent dust on his body.

Even though Yu Fei's mind was muddled at this moment, he couldn't help laughing when he heard the old monster's words. The two of them were talking like a cross talk.

"Yes, you are Lord Hou, you have the final say." Jiang Banxian said: "I won't argue with you anymore. After so many years of fighting, there is still a result. Let's go outside for a drink or two."

"Are you surrendering in disguise?" the old monster laughed.

Seeing that the two were about to leave, Yu Fei said weakly, "Can I have a look at that painting again?"

"kindness?"

The two looked at him at the same time, the old monster had an expression of being confused, and Jiang Banxian's eyes flickered a few times.

"Do you still have the ability to distinguish ancient paintings?" the old monster asked.

"That's not true." Yu Fei said: "I just think that painting is quite imposing. It just so happens that my house has also been renovated, and this painting can just be placed in the living room as a front door."

"I came here to find some calligraphy and paintings. I happened to come across a real ancient painting here, so I thought..."

"You want to buy this painting, don't you?" The old monster said for him, and then he pointed to the ancient paintings on the surrounding walls and said, "There are so many ancient paintings here, you can choose one at will. Zhang, I can guarantee that every copy here is authentic."

"Although this incomplete painting is relatively old, it is incomplete after all. If you want to make a name for yourself, I think it's better to use the complete one."

"That..." Yu Fei said expectantly: "The complete ones should be more expensive, right?"

The old monster came to his senses after expressing his gratitude, pointed at Yu Fei and said with a smile: "You kid is too stingy, I heard that you have tens of millions a year, is it still short of buying paintings?" money?"

Yu Feixin said that no matter how much money I earn a year, I will not invest in this kind of high-priced culture. A painting costs one hundred thousand. To be honest, he really can’t appreciate it. It's not easy to keep things that you don't have, and taking them home can only be regarded as making trouble for yourself.

It is said that authentic works have a price but no market, but that is also from two aspects, one is that the holder wants to sell at a high price, and the other is that people who can appreciate it can buy at a high price, but these two kinds of people are relatively rare, and often In a situation of unequal information.

Most of the people are just looking at it in the middle, at most sighing how high the price is when a famous painting is sold, or imagine how great it would be if they had a famous painting.

And Yu Fei is the kind of person who is in the middle. If it wasn't for the first time that Space had a feeling of devouring a remnant painting, he would not have said that he wanted to buy this painting.

Under the ridicule of the old monster, he could only smile wryly: "It's not easy to make money, and my wealth is shallow. If there is any financial crisis, I may have to go back to before liberation, so I can pick a little bit."

"You..." The old monster smiled and nodded him a few times, then turned to Jiang Banxian who had not spoken all this time: "What do you think about this?"

Jiang Banxian smiled and said: "I didn't plan to use this painting to make money. If this little brother really likes it, it doesn't matter if I give it to him."

"No, no, no." Yu Fei quickly waved his hands and said, "I think it's more appropriate to use the price that shopkeeper Liu said."

After Jiang Banxian glanced at him, he smiled at the old monster: "This is still a fastidious person."

"Nonsense, which one of the people I brought is not better than your shady friends?" The old monster said proudly.

After Jiang Banxian smiled, he said to Fei: "Let's not talk about the price first. Since you made such a statement, I can't refute your face. I will transfer this painting to you."

"However, this painting is incomplete, and it doesn't look very good when you use it to answer the door. In this way, I will have someone repair it for you tonight to fill up these incompleteness. You can come back tomorrow and just give me some hand money. How about it?"

Although Yu Fei was a little concerned about whether the restored picture scroll would lose its attractiveness to the space, but at this time he could only nod his head, and any objections would only make others suspicious.

"Okay, then I'll come back tomorrow."

"Don't worry." The old monster said to Fei: "As long as it is not irreparable, any calligraphy and painting in his hands will definitely be restored to its original appearance, and laymen will not be able to see it at all."

(End of this chapter)