After a while, Wang Guan came closer and found that there was a stall there. Someone brought a shelf and hung more than a dozen pictures for sale. Wang Guan took a casual look and found that the paper color of the pictures was relatively new and the brushwork was average, not like the works of famous artists, so naturally he didn't have much interest.

However, just when Wang Guan was about to walk over, he found that Baye had stopped and stopped in front of a picture to watch carefully. His expression was strange, as if he had seen something strange.

"What's wrong?"

Wang Guan was stunned and walked over to look at it. He saw that Baye was watching a landscape painting.

The scroll is hanging horizontally, the picture shows the shimmering lake and mountains, the weeping willows on the shore, and there are sailboats rippling in the water. The setting sun hangs in the west, which has a bit of the artistic conception of fisherman singing late.

Speaking of which, this person's paintings are still quite skillful. However, Wang Guan paid attention to the inscription and found that the date indicated on it was 1993, which was exactly twenty years ago. However, the signature of the signature was the four characters of Yanbo, plus the casual seal of a Taihu fisherman. From the inscription, we can know that the author of this painting is definitely not a famous artist.

Because Wang Guan has also made up for the font sizes of modern famous artists over the past few days, and has never heard of Yanbo Master or Taihu fishermen. So it is certain that this work, which belongs to ordinary literati, will definitely not be very expensive. To put it bluntly, it doesn’t even have the value of investment and collection.

Of course, it is also a good embellishment to buy it as a pictorial or something.

"Xiao Ye, do you like this painting?"

At the same time, An Huanqing asked curiously.

"Um!"

Baye nodded slightly and chuckled, "It seems like it is Taihu Lake."

"Oh, no wonder you like it." An Huanqing suddenly realized, and also looked at her appreciation, commented with a research look: "It's a good painting, much better than us."

At the same time, Wang Guan also understood a little. Baiye is from Suzhou, and when he saw the mountains and rivers of his hometown, he felt very friendly naturally, so it was not surprising to stop and enjoy it.

After looking at it for a while, Baye suddenly said, "Xiaoqing, I want to buy the painting."

“Buy it…”

An Huanqing shouted directly: "Boss, how much does this painting cost?"

The stall owner immediately came over and saw three young men and women. First of all, he became more suspicious: "You want to buy paintings?"

"That's right. I just want this one." An Huanqing said straightforwardly: "Open a price."

"Twenty thousand." The stall owner hesitated for a while and stretched out a scissor hand. This was the one he was worried about scaring people away, which lowered the price quoted figures.

"What, twenty thousand?"

An Huanqing's eyes widened and she said angrily: "Boss, you want to rob."

"Little girl, don't say it so badly." The stall owner said unhappily: "When I collected this painting, it was the price. Now it's sold to you at a fair price, and I didn't make a penny at all."

"cut!"

In an instant, not only An Huanqing, but also the people watching the fun around him sneered.

Of course, the stall owner has also trained and will not feel ashamed or blushed at all. Instead, he said with confidence: "It is definitely the cost price, now it is a big sale for clearance... In addition, if you really want it, I can be cheaper, even if I make friends through painting."

"How much cheaper?" An Huanqing asked hurriedly.

"Three hundred!" The stall owner stretched out three fingers, then said with a sad look on his face: "I lost money..."

"That's great, boss, you are such a good person." However, at this moment, An Huanqing cheered and hurriedly took out three hundred dollars and handed them over: "I've given the money to you, and I'll draw it for us."

"Well……"

The stall owner was immediately amused and cried. He said angrily: "Miss, you did it on purpose. I said you were three hundred yuan cheaper, not selling it to you for three hundred yuan. At least 19,000 yuan. If you want it, you should take it. If you don't want it, just throw it over."

"snort."

An Huanqing pouted, took the money back, pulled Baye and said, "Xiao Ye, painting is too expensive, we don't want it. I'll find someone to draw a picture for you, it will definitely look better than this one."

"Um."

Baye nodded slightly, but her slender feet did not move, as if she was reluctant to leave.

"Boss, we are sincere in buying paintings, and you can't ask for a price everywhere."

At this moment, Wang Guan stood up and bargained with great care: "Looking at this painting, it is neither a famous work nor a well-known literati work. It is probably the product of accidental creation by amateurs. In addition, this brushwork is rather awkward, with the rigid lines of the lake waves, and the ink color changes hard..."

For a moment, Wang Guan found many problems in paintings, and it was just a matter of meaning, not looking for bones in eggs.

The stall owner may not understand it very much, but after hearing Wang Guan’s professional statement, he naturally knew that he really understood it. So after hesitating for a while, he simply asked, “The guy thinks how much this painting should be worth.”

"That's a matter of opinion and a person's opinion."

Wang Guan did not take the opportunity to lower the price, so as not to make the stall owner feel rebellious. He just smiled faintly: "For example, my friend, who is from Suzhou, feels very friendly when seeing the mountains and rivers of Taihu Lake. She really likes it, even if the price is more expensive, it is acceptable. The problem is that it cannot be too expensive."

"Uh-huh……"

At the right time, the stall owner's face also calmed down and there was a little smile on his face. Then Wang Guan struck while the iron was hot, said a few good words, and then pulled the stall owner to the side and started to communicate quietly. You and I went back and forth, and finally reached the intention.

"Okay, that's it." The stall owner nodded.

Needless to say, there was a bank counter nearby. Wang Guan went to transfer money. After receiving the remittance information, the stall owner immediately rolled up the picture and handed it to Bai Ye.

"He will take what he bought himself."

Bai Ye waved his hand, pulled An Huanqing and left.

"What's going on?"

Wang Guan was stunned. After taking the painting, he hurriedly followed, feeling puzzled: "Bay, your painting."

"I can't ask for what you bought."

Bei Ye smiled and refused, and did not give Wang Guan a chance to speak, so he helped An Huanqing to walk away quickly. At the same time, An Huanqing quietly turned around and said silently: "Xiao Ye, you are angry!"

Wang Guan barely passed the lip reading technique, and deciphered it with conjecture, and then was very confused: "Are you angry... Why?"

"Oh..." After thinking for a long time, Wang Guan still didn't expect something was wrong just now, so he had to shake his head and slowly walk away. Soon after, the three of them returned to the city, and Baye also returned to normal, which naturally made Wang Guan breathe a sigh of relief.

Originally, Wang Guan planned to continue to offer the picture, but after thinking about it, the reason why Baye was angry might be because of this painting. So before he understood the specific reason, he decided to leave the painting first and talk about it later.

At the same time, An Shengxian's phone call came and invited everyone to have a meal together.

After all, it was An Huanqing's elders who were treating him, so the three of them naturally couldn't refuse. After going to the restaurant, they found that not only An Shengxian, but also Uncle Song and Yu Feibai were there.

There is a lot of people, so there is no need to repeat the excitement on the dining table. Anyway, I am going to Lin'an for fun. Since I will go to Lin'an tomorrow, I have enough wine and food, so everyone left.

Back at the resort hotel, Wang Guan went back to his room and took a hot shower, relieved his alcohol, and then walked out.

At this time, Yu Feibai was lying on the sofa with a smile, holding a bunch of documents and flipping through them. His eyes were radiating, as if he was holding not documents, but a large mountain of gold. It was not wrong to say that the mountain of gold was right. After Wang Guan walked over, he picked up a document and looked at it in detail, and a smile appeared on his face.

These documents are exploration data for several pit openings that are ready to be opened. They not only indicate the distribution of pit openings, but also list in detail the output of stones in previous years before they are not sealed... Although a series of data cannot intuitively indicate the amount of existing resource reserves in each pit opening, they can also have a rough understanding.

At least by comparing the stone output over the years, we can clearly know which pit resources are almost exhausted, and which pit still maintains a certain output despite the reduction in production.

After some analysis, Yu Feibai pointed to one of the pits and said, "Let's fight for this."

"How do you say it?" Wang Guan asked curiously, because this pit is not the largest stone production, and even if it is not nearly exhausted, it has been reducing production year by year, and the situation is getting worse every year. Overall, this pit is at the middle and lower level.

"Don't think that we can see these information." Yu Feibai sighed lightly: "For ordinary people, it is confidential information, but for some people, it is not a secret at all.

"Otherwise, do you think An Shengxian would just ask someone to help see the pit?" Yu Feibai shrugged: "In fact, he must have already set his sights on the pit with the highest output. He will take people over to inspect tomorrow, just to be at peace."

"I dare to conclude that as long as the bid begins, it will inevitably be a battle of dragons and tigers." Yu Feibai was a little helpless: "We are not strong enough and cannot do anything to seize food from the tiger's mouth, so we can only drink some leftover soup."

Wang Guan suddenly realized that no wonder he hit a wall with Wei Zhuo, but An Shengxian was not in a hurry at all. It turned out that he was confident.

"Of course, just in case, you have to find another spare tire." Yu Feibai pondered, his fingers turned around at several pits, and hesitated: "Which one is better, do you think?"

"It doesn't matter, it's okay to make a decision after returning from the inspection." Wang Guan said casually.

"That's right..." Yu Feibai nodded and continued to study the data. It was not until late at night that he returned to his room to sleep after Wang Guan's persuasion.

There was nothing to say all night. The next morning, everyone gathered in a teahouse. After breakfast, they immediately went to Lin'an.
Chapter completed!