Dongshi, this is Yu Zhigan's second time today. It is getting late, and there are more and more pedestrians around him, and everyone's pace is also starting to get faster. As time comes, Dongshi will close. If you want to buy things, you can only wait until the next day.

Zhang Xiaojing stuffed Hu cakes in his mouth, playing with a small toy from a stall, and asked while paying: "Your Highness, should we go to the store we have been to before? Or find another one?"

"Why do you still have money?" Yu Zhigan was shocked after watching Zhang Xiaojing take out the money from his purse. He was so poor that he was as poor as a dog, and the guy opposite actually had money to buy things.

After eating Hu Bing, Zhang Xiaojing shook his purse: "Young Master, this is Liu Bei's purse from Dali Temple. We were in Fengyue Xiaozhu before, so we didn't give it money!"

"Free job?"

"right!"

"Okay, don't buy it. You want to find another one that you know to collect calligraphy and paintings! It's almost closed in Dongshi!"

"Follow me!"

Yu Zhigan followed Zhang Xiaojing and came to a small shop around and pointed: "Young master, this shop also carries calligraphy and paintings, and the price is generally a little lower than outside!"

"Black store?"

"No, I'm going to some smuggled stores, some are stolen goods, and some are dead things. The painting you brought by young master, probably not many people dare to accept it in Chang'an. There should be no problem with this store!"

Yu Zhi nodded. It was true. The things with the seal of the prince and the private seal of the seventh prince were really not something that ordinary people dare to accept. Who knows where this thing came from? If something happened, it might be unlucky.

I looked at this store carefully. It was located at the edge of Dongcheng City. There were probably shops that were doing some gray industry businesses around me. The surroundings were very calm, and occasionally someone passed by was in a hurry.

"But don't worry, young master, this store dares not criticize me Zhang Xiaojing!" After saying that, he kicked the door hard: "Open the door, open the door!"

"Be gentle, your mother hasn't taught you to be gentle when knocking on someone's door! Believe it or not, I will break your legs!"

After Zhang Xiaojing kicked the door hard for a while, a response came from the room. The sound was loud, but the air was insufficient. It sounded like a guy whose body was hollowed out, and that kind of thing was very empty.

"Here you come, don't knock. This is the gate of the Han Dynasty. If you kick it out, you can't afford to pay!"

The sound was getting closer and closer, and finally accompanied by a crunchy and rude rotation, the door that seemed to have not been opened for hundreds of years finally opened, revealing a yellow face. The most marked thing is that a black mole the size of a thumb on the chin is located, and several carefully-treated hairs hanging down.

The overall image looks like a traitor played in an old TV series, and he doesn't look like a decent person no matter how you look at it.

However, when he opened his eyes that were narrowed into slits, he saw Zhang Xiaojing standing at the door, and immediately closed the door. Zhang Xiaojing kicked it hard, and the door opened.

"Zhang, Zhang, Zhang Xiaojing, have you entered Dali Temple? Are you going to be beheaded soon? You, you, why are you here!"

"Grandpa, I'm not dead yet. I'm not here to cause trouble for you. Don't be nervous, the door will be opened!"

"Ah, OK!"

Zhang Xiaojing walked up to Yu Zhigan: "Young master, this is called Changmao. No one knows what the specific name is. The owner of this store!" After that, he carried Yu Zhigan in.

"You are waiting at the door!" Yu Zhigan was accompanied by guards when he went out, but Yu Zhigan was also a shameful person. It was impossible for him to openly sell the things that Lao Qi had cheated in front of his guards.

After entering the store, it looked like an ordinary store, but there were some dilapidated jars and jars. Yu Zhigan curiously picked up something that looked a bit like an Aladdin magic lamp and took a look.

"Young Master, be careful, be careful! This is a new product that I just came here. It's something from Lanling King hundreds of years ago. It's valuable. If you ruin it, you will compensate me!"

The long-haired little eyes narrowed and said to Yu Zhigan in panic, as if this thing was really a valuable treasure.

After Zhang Xiaojing took a look, he directly took the things in Yu Zhi's hand and looked at it. After seeing it, Changmao immediately shut up and never mentioned what treasure it was. Zhang Xiaojing snorted coldly and threw this thing like Aladdin's magic lamp to the ground.

"Zhang Xiaojing, you, you, you!" Changmao was so scared that she was blown away, and the long hair on her chin was blown up.

"Is it something hundreds of years ago? Is it the items of Lanling King?" As he said, he stepped hard and stared at the long hair in front of him.

Yu Zhigan also frowned slightly, feeling that Zhang Xiaojing was bullying others with his power, but the next sentence immediately changed Yu Zhigan's view.

"Young Master, I have seen this thing since the year I became a bad handsome guy. This guy will never be placed here. Those who are placed at the door want some people to pick it up and take a look. Then he made a little move and threatened him. If he didn't hold it firmly, he would blackmail him! He played this trick on my head. He grew hair. Do you think you have long life?"

Changmao was frightened by Zhang Xiaojing and took two steps back: "That, Zhang, Zhang, Zhang Xiaojing, I am just a habit. I really didn't dare to cheat you, I really didn't dare to cheat you!"

"My friend was scared by you, please do whatever you want!"

"Ah, it's easy to say!"

Changmao immediately rolled and crawled to the back of the counter, took out a small box, and took it with a smile on his face. Zhang Xiaojing weighed it and put it in Yu Zhigan's hand: "Young master, this is apologizing!"

Yu Zhigan nodded and took it silently. Although he didn't know how much money there was, it wouldn't be too little.

After taking Yu Zhi for a walk, Changmao passed by a small yard and came to a room. Compared to the darkness in the room before, it was much brighter and there were still many ornaments around it.

When he entered the door just now, Zhang Xiaojing reminded Yu Zhigan: "Young Master, most of the things in this room are real, but some of them are fake!"

"Um!"

Yu Zhigan had a rough idea in his mind. As expected, all businessmen are not treacherous. This hairy expression is very similar to the ** businessmen in later generations, and even worse than that. As expected, no matter what era it is, black-hearted businessmen will always exist.

"Zhang Xiaojing, let's talk about the serious business. Why are you here to find me? If you ask for the news, just go back to Chang'an and don't know much about Chang'an!"

Yu Zhigan glanced at the long hair that was touching his hair: "We have a picture of it that needs to be taken, I wonder if you will accept it here!"

"Whose character is? Liu Gongquan or Wang Xizhi's?"

Yu Zhigan shook his head with a smile, then took out the words in his hand: "Please!"

"Zhang Xiaojing, I agreed in advance. Although you are your friend, doing business is business, and you can't force yourself to buy and sell!"

Zhang Xiaojing was sitting on the chair with a swaying look: "Look first, let's talk about it, is I, Zhang Xiaojing, such a person?"

Changmao thought carefully about what Zhang Xiaojing did and nodded, but did not dare to say yes. Instead, he took the word volume and slowly opened it.

"Um?"

When the word volume slowly opened, Changmao felt that the word was pretty good at first sight, but he didn't find it in his mind that the word looked like that celebrity. He always felt that it was a little bit bad. He felt that the font of the person who wrote it had become a school, but because he was too young and had not reached everyone's level, he might become a school in two years.

"Is this a new word?"

Changmao was roughly aware of the fact that this kind of word could still be worth a little money, and maybe it could still increase the price in the future. She silently gave a certain value in her heart, but seeing that the ink on it had not yet been thoroughly dried, I couldn't help but feel curious? Who wrote this? Zhang Xiaojing definitely couldn't write this word. Could it be the young master in front of her?

"Continue to read down!"

"good!"

Changmao became a little interested. As long as he could make money, he was interested. He silently opened all the words little by little. When he saw the final signature, his hands began to tremble.

"Gugu!"

The long-haired Adam's apple was moving up and down quickly. Looking at the two seals on it, the seventh prince's seal was very clear, because some calligraphy and paintings of the seventh prince were spread to the people. As a business of antique calligraphy and painting, although they did not have them, they had contacted them.

But what scared him the most was the seal of His Royal Highness of the Crown Prince. This is a seal of greatness, not a private seal. Changmao has never seen it, but he dare not suspect that this thing is fake. Nowadays, a seal of a county magistrate is to behead his head, let alone the seal of the crown prince?

“How much is it worth?”

Yu Zhigan took a sip of tea and asked slowly.

"This, this, I need to carefully calculate this, calculate it!" Changmao felt that he was having a big deal. He didn't dare to estimate how much this painting is worth. How much is the seal of the two princes, the poems chanted by the prince, and the words written by the seventh prince, how do you calculate the price?

I am too little, so I look down on His Royal Highness and the Seventh Prince today. It is said that he doesn’t have to be in Chang'an if he grows hair. No, the territory of the Tang Dynasty has been mixed, but how much is it? This level makes it difficult to grasp the hair.

"Give me a price quickly. Dongshi is about to close, and the drums on Jingjie are about to ring!

"Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible!"

The long haired mind was spinning rapidly. The calligraphy and paintings of the Seventh Prince were worth about six or seven hundred taels per piece on the market, of course they were better characters. However, the poems on this calligraphy and painting were quite good, and they were considered a fine product. With some money, the most important thing is the poems chanted by the prince. This value is difficult to define. Finally, there is the prince's big chapter!

After thinking for a long time, Changmao was roughly aware of it. After turning his fingers for a while, he raised three fingers.

"Hmm? How much? Tell me the numbers directly, don't play this trick!" Yu Zhigan snorted coldly. After knowing what kind of person Changmao is, Yu Zhigan was not polite. Since it was a business, it would be clear.

I know if I have three fingers raised, I know if it is thirty taels or three hundred taels, three thousand taels, or thirty thousand taels. If I say the wrong number, then this guy will make a lot of money!

Hearing Yu Zhigan's words, Changmao immediately withdrew his vulgar expression. This guy unconsciously made these moves when he was doing business. He suddenly thought that the person who could take out such calligraphy and paintings was definitely not simple. He coughed gently and said, "Three thousand taels, if the young master wants to sell it, Three thousand taels will be collected in the small shop!"

Three thousand taels of silver! Yu Zhi narrowed his eyes and said, he still knew the purchasing power of the Tang Dynasty. Three thousand taels are also a million-level in modern times. A calligraphy and painting can be worth three thousand taels, which is indeed not low.

Yu Zhi gently stroked his fingers, thinking in his mind whether this value is high or low, but Zhang Xiaojing jumped out at this time: "Eight thousand taels, you still have about one thousand taels to make. If you don't want it, let's go to another home!"

"Gugu!"

Changmao swallowed hard and looked at Zhang Xiaojing: "Zhang Yanwang, the price of 8,000 taels is too high!"

"Hmph, you think I don't know you, I didn't say that 9,000 taels have given you space to make money. Your hairy quotation will always be one-third of the reserve price. This is famous in the Tao, and others are one-half, and you are really bad enough!"

"Those are those antique calligraphy and paintings. This is different. I gave three thousand taels to a very honest price!"

"Hmph, the words of the ministers of the current dynasty can be sold for 3,000 taels. Do you think the words of the two princes, plus a poem written by the prince himself, are worth 3,000 taels? You are so brave!"

"Zhang Xiaojing, you are bullying people when you promised to do business!"

"I didn't bully you. If you want it, you need it. Don't let us go to other families. There are many people doing this business. Hum, there should be many people who are interested in this word!"

After hearing Zhang Xiaojing's words, Changmao became silent. To be fair, this character can be worth about 1,000 taels, or because it is the prince's poem and the seventh prince's words, but if two seals are added on it, it is not impossible to sell 10,000 or 20,000 to meet a suitable person.

"Six thousand taels, the price of the young master is already the highest, and it can't be higher!"

Changmao also saw that Zhang Xiaojing wanted to listen to Yu Zhi's doing, but he couldn't convince Zhang Xiaojing, so he turned to look at Yu Zhi's doing.

Yu Zhigan sneered: "Zhang Xiaojing, let's go, you can lead the way to another house to take a look!"

"Seven thousand taels, young master, seven thousand taels can't be higher anymore. No matter how high or small a person is, you won't have to make any profit. The price you go to is this!"

"Zhang Xiaojing, put away the words and let's go!"

When Yu Zhigan saw Changmao's appearance, he knew that Zhang Xiaojing was right. He was indeed worth so much money, and he was not afraid that this guy would not pay. This guy is just making the final effort now, how much can he save!"

"Seven thousand five hundred taels, young master, you should make a little profit for the younger one. The price has reached its peak, it has really reached its peak!"

Yu Zhigan didn't talk to him, and one foot had already stepped out of the threshold of the living room.

"Eight thousand taels, eight thousand taels are eight thousand taels. The transaction is completed, the current bank or bill of exchange is still!"
Chapter completed!