"Master, in one month it will be your birthday!"

Ning Tao smacked his lips, suddenly looked at Wuchenzi, and said something.

"Forehead……"

Wuchenzi was stunned when he heard this, smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "Hey, there are so many things to do, how can I take care of this."

Although Wuchenzi is highly respected in the sect, he has never had any disciples, and his so-called birthday has naturally never been celebrated.

Today I was suddenly mentioned by Ning Tao. Although he said it casually, his heart felt warm.

After worshiping Wuchenzi as his disciple for half a year, Ning Tao felt grateful from the bottom of his heart for this cheap master. He wanted to celebrate his birthday, so he asked, "Master, can you spare some time to show your filial piety to your apprentice?"

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Hearing this, Wuchenzi quickly waved his hand and refused, "Forget it, we monks have always been indifferent to fame and fortune. Besides, I will be leaving the East China Sea in the next two days. As long as you have this heart, it will be fine. Master understands."

When he reached Wuchenzi's state, he no longer cared so much about ordinary things. With Ning Tao's words, he was already very satisfied.

Ning Tao knew the other person's character, so he tightened his lips and said nothing, but a few thoughts flashed through his mind.

Wuchenzi always had a resolute personality, so he exposed the matter and chatted for a few words. Feeling a little worried, he gave him a full body check again, and after confirming that nothing was missing, he left.

He is different from Ning Tao. He has too many things to do, so he only comes here to take time, like a sponge squeezing water.

...The next day, Ning Tao got up early, got dressed, and went to Donghai Calligraphy and Painting Street.

As the holiday approaches, students return home one after another, and Ning Tao is completely free.

Wuchenzi didn't want to celebrate his birthday, but as a disciple, he couldn't remain indifferent.

Yesterday, he thought about it a lot, and before the other party left, he planned to visit the famous calligraphy and painting street in Donghai and try his luck.

After all, for the latter, things like money are no longer attractive and are too cliché, not to mention gems and the like, but calligraphy and painting are better.

Donghai Calligraphy and Painting Street is located in the old city and is very famous.

Ning Tao has never been here before, so he just had time to see if there is anything he can catch his eye.

Compared with gems and antiques, calligraphy and painting are relatively unpopular. After all, there are so many people who don’t know much about calligraphy and painting that not many people come to calligraphy and painting street.

They are sparse, and most of them are just looking around, and the shops are relatively deserted, with not much business.

But for this industry, it means that it does not open for three years and lasts for three years after opening. If you underestimate the profits of calligraphy and painting because of this, you are definitely ignorant.

Ning Tao remembers a treasure appraisal column he watched last year. A pair of plum blossoms by the famous Chinese painting master Zhang Daqian sold for a sky-high price of 300 million. Moreover, some experts asserted that this pair of plum blossoms has a lot of room for appreciation in the future.

However, this thing is extremely professional. Experts can watch the door, but laymen can watch the excitement. On Donghai Calligraphy and Painting Street, most of the things sold are the works of some third-rate calligraphy and painting artists, and there are also some black goods and fakes.

In short, there is a mixed bag of good and bad, and if you want to find something you are satisfied with, you need not only professional vision, but also a bit of luck.

Ancient rhyme square!

Ning Tao didn't walk very fast. He looked around as he walked. When he reached a larger store, he stopped involuntarily. He looked up at the three powerful large-character plaques and muttered a sentence, which made his eyes brighten.

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Even if he doesn't understand calligraphy and painting, these three words give him a feeling of being on the mountain, and they are definitely written by famous artists of the previous generation.

Thinking that this store was already in the queue, Ning Tao hesitated for a moment and then walked in to take a look first.

The decoration inside the store is also very unique and antique. There are some calligraphy and paintings placed in various partitions. The back of the counter is also full of hangings, some of which are even framed.

There was only one young man in the store, and the boss was explaining it to him next to him, constantly talking about the preciousness of the words in front of him.

"Mr. Lin, this calligraphy is the calligraphy of Lin Zexu, a famous patriotic general in the Qing Dynasty. It is absolutely authentic. It is the treasure of our store. It is definitely out of this village. There is no such store here, but the price is crazy...hehe..."

The boss is a middle-aged man wearing a weird peaked cap and a mustache. He looks very shrewd at first glance and is talking non-stop to the young people in front of him.

Ning Tao stood aside, looking at the calligraphy and paintings in front of the two of them calmly, listening attentively without speaking.

"Don't worry, as long as I am satisfied, money is not an issue."

The young man snorted arrogantly. The boss was wearing a weird peaked cap and a middle-aged man with a mustache. He looked very shrewd at first glance and was talking non-stop to the young man in front of him.

The young man snorted arrogantly and raised his eyelids, completely acting like a rich second generation.

"That's, that's..."

The mustached boss looked at the clothes on the other side that were full of international famous brands. His eyes narrowed. They seemed to be Louis Vuitton. He stretched out his hand and carefully took out the second painting and said again, "

Mr. Lin, this painting is a painting of clouds and mist in the early days of the Republic of China by Liu Haisu, a famous painter in the Republic of China. The painting style is very upright..."

Seeing that the young man in front of him was not interested in Lin Zexu's calligraphy, the shop owner immediately started to introduce the next one.

To open a shop here, you must have a sharp eye and know who the major customers are.

For example, when Ning Tao came in, the boss also saw it, but he ignored it.

One look at Ning Tao's clothes, and he knew that the other party was not a rich man. Normally, he would introduce him warmly, but right now, there was a priority.

"Boss, this painting is real or fake, you won't fool me!"

Obviously, compared to Lin Zexu's, the picture in front of him was more in line with his taste, so he immediately asked with some suspicion.

As soon as these words came out, the boss immediately became excited. He almost slapped his chest and said angrily, "Mr. Lin, my store is a long-established store and I have never deceived anyone. If it is a fake, you can bring someone to destroy my store."

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"Okay, okay, how much."

The young man had never seen this formation before. He bared his teeth and said impatiently.

"Eight million!"

The boss's mood recovered very quickly, and a shocking number came out of his mouth.

"What? A broken painting costs eight million?"

Hearing this, the young man stared like a cat whose tail had been stepped on and shouted.

"Mr. Lin, you must know that this is..."

"Come on, don't talk nonsense. You go to work first. I'll ask my friends!"

Hearing that the boss was going to talk about the preciousness of this painting again, the young man became a little impatient, took out his cell phone from his pocket and waved.

The way to do business is to relax in everything. The boss knew not to push too hard, so he nodded slightly, walked over, looked at Ning Tao and said with a smile, "Sir, what do you want to buy?"

"I want to choose a calligraphy and painting for an elder. I wonder if you have any high-quality goods here?"

Ning Tao didn't understand these things, and he was short of money, so he planned to ask the boss to bring out all the good things and choose them himself.

"High quality goods?"

When the boss heard this, he muttered, considering that Ning Tao's body didn't look like top-grade goods no matter how he looked at it, he actually wanted top-grade goods.

But when you open a business, there is no reason to turn people away. The boss pointed at the pictures in front of the young man and said, "No, there are all good things there. Let's see if you like any of them."

"Oh!" Ning Tao nodded and came over, intending to take these calligraphy and paintings and take a closer look.

"Hillbilly, don't move around. Can you afford to pay for the damage to these multi-million dollar items?"
Chapter completed!