Kaifeng Mansion in the spring of Meng, the climate is humid and mild, and the rain is abundant, which is a bit similar to the Jiangnan in later generations.

On March 20, it rained again overnight, and it gradually stopped at the fourth watch of the next day. Wu Haogu walked out of the Great Xiangguo Temple, breathing the exceptionally fresh air after the rain, and the depression in his heart was swept away.

Today is the time to sing and sell the "original" of "Drunken Arhat".

If it can be sold for a good price, the samurai can breathe a sigh of relief, but if it can't be sold......

Wu Haogu's eyebrows gradually twisted again.

Guo Jing also saw Wu Haogu's thoughts, so he had to cheer in a low voice on the side, "Don't worry, Da Lang, five days ago, but the copy was sold for 8,000 yuan, how can today's original be sold for 16,000?" When the time comes, our brother will lend you all the money he deserves, and there will be 24,000, and I am afraid that I will not be able to pay the accounts of the palace and the ten thousand shops? ”

"That's right, if it doesn't sell well, we'll lend you our fair share."

"Da Lang, my brothers and I will always help you overcome the difficulties in front of you."

After Guo Jing, Liu Wuji and Monk Fu also expressed their attitudes.

Obviously, they had already discussed it in advance, and they would help Wu Haogu through the difficulties no matter what, this is a good brother in trouble!

Wu Haogu didn't pretend to excuse himself, but arched his hand at the three of them and said, "Thank you...... This time is just the beginning, this painting can continue in the future, and it will always make the brothers rich. ”

"Okay, it's a deal!"

"That's how it should be."

"Let's get rich together."

Guo, Liu, and Fu were also all cheerful, and they all laughed and replied to Wu Haogu.

Wu Haogu nodded, "Don't say much, Haogu went first, waiting for you in the Wanjia shop...... When the time comes, I'll make a good game together! ”

This game is different from the previous game, Wu Haogu does not pretend to be a servant, but wants to go to the front station and make a trust by the way - after all, the matter of singing and selling calligraphy and painting in the ghost market has not happened in the past, and something will happen, and Wu Haogu has no bottom in his heart, so he decided to take a step first and sit in the Wanjia shop.

And "to do support" is a common hype method in the calligraphy and painting industry, in the singing and selling activities, "support" must be arranged, so as not to be cold in the scene of singing and selling.

Since Wu Haogu lacked people at hand, he could only get on the horse in person to make a support.

The distance from Daxiangguo Temple to the ghost market of East Cross Street is not close, you have to walk east along Bianhe Street for several miles, turn on the second sweet water lane and go north until you get on Mahang Street, then go north, then turn east to Panlou Street, and then walk up a section, it is the famous East Cross Street ghost market.

Because Wu Hao went out too early, the sky was not yet dawn, and there were no pedestrians on the street, as if he was the only one carrying a lantern and hurriedly walking with his head covered.

……

Jieshen Lane, in the three-story Pan family's gold and silver silk silk shop, in the boudoir of a daughter's house, the lights were lit before dawn.

Pan Qiaolian was dressing up, and a thirteen or fourteen-year-old female envoy brought a hat beside her, and whispered: "Master Li is already waiting in the lobby, he said that if the eighteenth sister is too tired to get up, he can handle it." ”

It turned out that Pan Qiaolian lived in the shop last night, and she got up early today, which was also given by Wu Haogu. However, she did not go to Wanjia shops to buy paintings, but to provide "financial services" to several large buyers.

The amount of money to be done today is likely to reach tens of thousands!

Even with hundreds of denominations, it is very inconvenient to trade. Therefore, several big customers who had deposited money in Pan's shop asked to send someone over to be responsible for the settlement.

This matter was supposed to be Pan Xiao'an, but it was very unfortunate, because there was a warning signal from the west, and the Empress Dowager Xiaoliang of Western Xia was gathering troops and horses, and she didn't know when she was going to call. So Pan Xiao'an received a military order again to support the Japanese army on duty.

And Pan Qiaolian could only "go on behalf of her brother", and got up early in the morning to take the steward and his companion to Wanjia Shop.

"He can get up early as an old man, how old am I, why can't I get up? Vial, let's go. ”

Pan Qiaolian smiled faintly, then got up and took the hat and walked out the door. Her envoy, who was called "Little Bottle", also hurriedly carried a cloth bag that could be carried cross-body on one shoulder, and also went out.

……

In the northwest of Kaifeng Inner City, on the bank of the Jinshui River, in the Jincui Tower, within the Baoning Cidi where the willows are drooping, Wang Xu, who is fifty years old this year, also rarely gets up early in the morning. At this time, he was changing clothes under the service of a concubine who yawned for days. In his bedroom, there was a triangular easel, which was seven or eight points similar to the easel that Wu Haogu had built.

There is also a drawing board on the easel, and the board is also pasted with raw and cooked Xuan. On the rice paper, the sketch is made of charcoal, and the content on the draft is almost exactly the same as the "Sangjia Wazi Map" given to Gao Yu by Wu Haogu, which is obviously a facsimile.

After the early death of his wife Princess Shu, several concubines were beaten by Song Shenzong and given to soldiers, and he was repeatedly belittled (although Wang Shu married a princess, his fate was a bit bumpy, first he was implicated and degraded by his friend Su Dongpo, and then degraded because of his wife's early death), calligraphy, painting and poetry became his sustenance.

However, for the sake of a good painting, I got up so early in the morning, but I haven't had it for many years.

Gao Yu's voice came from outside the door: "Master Ma, the millet official has arrived." ”

Xiaomi's official is Mi Youren, he and Wang Shu are friends of the year, and they are also bosom friends on the way to calligraphy and painting.

Wang Shu yawned and asked, "Is the carriage ready?" ”

"Ready."

"Then let's go." Wang Shu beckoned to the concubine who was waiting beside him, who immediately helped him up and walked out of the door together.

……

"Who is going?"

At this moment, not far from the Baoning Cidi of the horse Wang Xu, he entered the mansion of Liu Youfang, the deputy governor of the province. The old man in the brocade robe, who is very old and childish, is talking to Liu Ai of the Hanlin Painting Academy.

"Daddy, the child knows that the people who went there are Wang Jinqing of the concubine, Wu Gongqi (Wu Yuanyu), the governor of Duanwangfu, Zhao Danian (Zhao Lingsui), the defense envoy of Gwangju, Mi Youren of the Mi Xiangyang family, and Cai Ju'an (Cai You), the supervisor of the Beijing Judgment Institute, and Li Boshi, the judge of the Imperial History Observatory, will also go."

Liu Ai called this old man "Dad", it seems that this old man is the deputy governor of the province, the doctor of Zhongwei, the defense envoy of Mizhou, and the supervisor of the contract is based on Liu Youfang.

"Is King Duan going?" Liu Youfang asked.

"No, no." Liu Ai replied, "But King Duan said that no matter who gets the original, you have to borrow him to watch it for a few days." ”

Liu Youfang nodded and said, "It's not appropriate for Duanwang to go...... The one who sells the paintings is an observer of the Western Army, and King Duan is the prince of the Great Song Dynasty, how can he go? ”

The prince and the border general are in contact, and if there is a capital exchange of tens of thousands of yuan, Zhao Ji will not be able to wash it even if he jumps into the Bianhe River, so he will definitely not go.

"Oh, yes." Liu Ai also said, "The child also heard that Duan Wang recently got a copy of a boundary painting from Wang Yuma, and he liked it tightly, and he faced the copy in the palace every day, as if he was fascinated. ”

"Boundary painting?" Liu Youfang was stunned for a moment, "Duanwang likes the upper realm painting again?" Da Lang, where is the good boundary painting platform? ”

"The child told Chen Youwen to look for it."

"Very good." Liu Youfang stood up, "It's almost time, let's go...... By the way, do you have enough money? ”

"You don't need to bring money," Liu Ai said with a smile, "The child asked the Pan family to hand over the gold, silver, silk and silk to the shop, and it only took as much as it spent." ”

"Yes, that's great." When Liu Youfang walked outside the door, he suddenly saw a servant boy next to Liu Ai holding two hats in his hands, so he said, "You don't need to bring a hat." ”

"Without a hood? Daddy, that's the rule of the ghost market......"

Liu Youfang smiled, "It's all old acquaintances, what's not negotiable?" Could it be that the price was really raised to the sky to make that Western Army Observation cheaper? ”