People Are in the Four and Nine Cities, and Cheng Jianjun is Crying at the Beginning

Han Chunming led Guan Xiaoguan to the nearby Nanluoguxiang.

This ancient alley has a history of more than [*] years.

Han Chunming originally wanted to take Guan Xiaoguan to see the former residences of several famous people.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the alley, the two were attracted by the scene in front of them.

Chapter 100 White graphite shrimp picture!

Nanluoguxiang is not wide.

Especially at the entrance.

Because there is a post box and a telephone pole, it is even narrower.

At this moment, at the entrance, a group of people gathered.

bustling,

It is difficult for Han Chunming and Guan Xiaoguan not to be attracted.

And look through the gap.

Seeing the central position, there seems to be a painting.

The two people in the center are still arguing about something.

Vaguely, it seems to be related to the painting.

Hearing this, Guan Xiaoguan became interested first.

She winked at her, meaning she wanted to go and take a look.

Han Chunming nodded.

See a lot of people around.

Worried about having three hands or something, he stretched out his hand and pulled Guan Xiaoguan's sleeve.

Let her hold his arm, and then take her to the empty place and lean over.

Guan Xiaoguan took a deep breath.

But soon got used to it.

He followed Han Chunming obediently.

The two found a suitable location.

It looked lively right now.

The crowd surrounded the center, and it was two men, one tall and one short.

The tall one was about thirty-four years old, very thin, with glasses, and was gentle.

And the short one has a strong stature, like a winter melon, and his face is also a pile of flesh, with a fierce look in his eyes.

At this moment, the short man was fiercely grabbing the tall man's shirt, and finally denounced something reluctantly.

His voice was loud, and the words were repeated over and over again.

There was a painting on the ground beside the two of them, and beside the painting, there was a knocked over kettle.

The painting was also stained with a lot of tea stains.

After listening to this for a while, Han Chunming also understood what happened.

But it turned out that a few minutes ago, the short man walked out of the alley with this painting.

And the tall man came to play from other places and entered the alley from outside with a kettle.

Coincidentally, the two bumped into each other.

The kettle in the tall man's hand was accidentally knocked over.

The tea inside was splashed a lot on the short man's painting.

The short man just refused to damage a painting in vain.

Pulled the tall man to ask for compensation.

The amount requested is still quite a bit, and the opening is [*] yuan.

How can a tall man get it!

Also questioned that the short man was a lion with a big mouth.

Now, there is a contradiction.

attracted such a crowd.

See more and more people.

Tall people are getting more and more confident.

Yelling for everyone to do justice.

It's not that he doesn't want to lose money.

But for a painting, the opening is [*] yuan.

This made him unacceptable no matter what.

It means that I am willing to be unlucky and lose a few bucks.

But the short man saw more and more people watching the fun.

But he was not afraid at all. He raised his head and said proudly, "I want everyone to know! My surname is Qi. All the old Baishi who lived in Nanluoguxiang in the early years know it!"

"That's my distant old uncle!"

"The words in my hand are the original ink shrimp picture of the old man Shiraishi!"

"It was given to my grandfather by the old man Baishi in person!"

"As for our house, we moved recently and we cleaned it out."

"Speaking of which, the two of us haven't seen each other for a long time! My dad asked me to bring this painting and come over to contact us!"

"I never thought that the descendants of the old man Bai Shi have already moved!"

"What I didn't expect was that I took the painting and walked back!"

"This tall bamboo pole can't walk without his eyes, he just knocked off my painting, and also smeared my painting!"

"This is the real work of the old man Shiraishi! When the old master was decades ago, a shrimp was worth dozens of dollars!"

"I have six shrimps on this painting! Take it out and sell it for eight hundred. It's not too much!"

……

His words just finished.

The onlookers couldn't help but chatter.

"What! The real work of the old man Shiraishi?"

"This shrimp is painted with thick and light ink, the shrimp body is transparent and agile, and the brushwork is natural, it seems to be the real work of Master Shiraishi!"

"If that's the case, the [*] yuan is really worth it!"

……

"This……"

Hearing this, the tall man who was so confident just now panicked instantly.

He doesn't know how to draw either.

But I heard that the short man had nose and eyes just now.

Listening to the appraisal of the person in the crowd just now.

This painting is probably the real work of the old man Shiraishi.

And if you really want this, it's a painting of [*] yuan...

He twirled.

Almost fainted.

After barely supporting the body.

Seemingly remembering something, he opened his mouth and defended: "I didn't mean it!"

"I'm walking fine!"

"You said I bumped into you, but I think you bumped into me!"

"Ha ha!"

Hearing what he said, the short man glanced at the corner of his mouth and smiled coldly: "It was you who hit me!"

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"You were drinking tea from the kettle with your head on your head at the time. You forgot if you didn't see the way!"

"Otherwise, how could your kettle be knocked over, and how could it stain my painting!"

"I..." When the short man said so, the tall man was instantly speechless.

Apparently, he was drinking water at the time of the collision.

Didn't see the situation at all.

See here.

The crowd of onlookers fell towards the short man in unison.

Someone directly rallied.

Some people started to persuade tall people.

Let him take a step back and admit his mistake.