I, a Hundred Billion Boss, Signed in the City for Eight Years!

In front of the venue, there is a stage with an appraisal venue and an auction.

There are many glass cabinets on the left and right sides of the appraisal field, which contain various museum exhibits, as well as some valuable personal exhibits.

Ye Xuan and Liu Yanran walked around and looked around. These antiques are indeed better than those in Antique Street, but they are also mixed. There are two or three high imitations among about ten pieces. Overall, the quality is not bad.

On the other side, at a booth at the corner of the venue, a middle-aged boss in a Chinese tunic suit was holding a calligraphy and painting and introduced it to the crowd.

"This painting and calligraphy was handed down by my ancestors. There is no signature, but I don't know which one of the masters mentioned it. Let's take a look. The calligraphy and painting that existed thousands of years ago are now well preserved, and everyone can come and see."

The font structure of the pair of characters is not very good. It can be seen that the basic skills of the person who picks up the pen are not good, and the aesthetics are insufficient, so it is not a good character.

Another, for the literary connotation, this calligraphy does bring a little bit, but at the same time it does not contain the rhythm of music and the artistic conception of painting.

The brushwork and strokes are really good, but the overall structure is much less.

To be precise, then this character is, at best, of inferior quality and not very valuable.

There are many people around who are appreciating this word, but in terms of the ability to appreciate, it is indeed not very strong. Quan should watch it lively and draw something fresh.

At this time, Ye Xuan and Liu Yanran also wandered here. After listening to the boss shouting there, they couldn't help being curious and leaned forward to take a look.

Liu Yanran didn't understand calligraphy and painting, so she just read what was written on it.

When Ye Xuan saw this word, his eyes lit up, and a strange color appeared on his face.

 …

On the other side of the booth, a young lady who was dressed beautifully and gave off a refreshing feeling was also a little interested in this character.

She frowned, and there was a hint of affection on her face, and she seemed to like this word very much.

"There is a sense of beauty and artistic conception in this hazy word. It seems to have pulled me away from here and pulled me back to the light water and green boat a thousand years ago. I always feel a little throbbing in my heart."

"Hey, then I'm the boatman, propping up the oars, taking Xiaobing with you to see the green mountains and rivers, and walk through the ancient road with the west wind."

The young fat man on the side looked at Zhou Bing with a happy smile, his eyes full of fascination.

However, Zhou Bing showed a look of disgust. It was obvious that they were not in a relationship.

"I will definitely go to see all the mountains and rivers with the person I like, embrace the flowers and admire the moon in his arms, how romantic, forget it."

The fat man was stunned for a moment, a trace of displeasure flashed on his face, but it disappeared quickly.

"It's okay, then I'll be the boatman and groom for the two of you. You always need someone to take care of you when you go to play. If you feel uncomfortable, I can help you a little bit. I can see you enjoy the flowers and the moon."

Zhou Bing was speechless and did not continue the topic.

He turned to look at the boss and said, "Boss, how much is this letter?"

When the boss heard someone asking for the price, he was faintly happy, and said solemnly:

"Not much, two hundred thousand."

As soon as the fat man heard this, his face dropped, and he pointed at the boss and said:

"Boss, don't talk nonsense, your words are very ordinary, and you dare to ask for 200,000!"

"Oh, my character was handed down from my ancestors. You can imagine the amount!"

When the boss said this, he was also a little guilty.

Although this calligraphy is indeed handed down by his ancestors, he doesn't know how to calligraphy and painting, and he doesn't know how much this calligraphy is worth. It's embarrassing to sell it for a high price, and it's a loss when it sells for a low price. sold.

The fat man sneered and said to the boss with his lips up:

"My dad is an appraisal expert at this cultural relics exchange meeting. Do you understand what I mean? I'll give you another chance, and you can re-quote the price."

The boss is also a little nervous when he hears the word "appraisal expert". After all, this character has not been appraised, and it is not the pen mentioned by a famous calligraphy poet. Naturally, it will not be too valuable. If you really want to use it for appraisal, then But it's embarrassing. If I can't make a rare cultural relics exchange meeting, I can't do my own business.

So I thought about it, stretched out a finger, looked at the fat man and said with a smile:

"That's it, there's no sign for this word, I'll take a step back, and you can take the 100,000 yuan. If you identify a great poet and you make a lot of money, I won't say anything, how about it?"

When the young lady Zhou Bing heard the boss say this, her heart was also moved, and she pointed to the words with some excitement and said:

"Then can I take a look?"

However, the fat man immediately interjected:

"Xiaobing, you don't need to look at this. He actually asked for one hundred thousand. He was really fascinated by the money. Not to mention one hundred thousand, even one thousand is not necessarily worth it. This picture is not that good. My father is an expert in appraisal. I usually It will also be a little bit, it’s really not very good, and the price is very disadvantageous.”

Hearing Fatty's nagging, Zhou Bing immediately retracted his outstretched hand, and gave him a gloomy look:

"Don't call me Xiaobing, we're not that familiar."

The fat man was stunned and did not speak.

Zhou Bing was also extremely unhappy in her heart. Originally, she liked this character very much, but she always felt that there was a sense of beauty and artistic conception in it.

Just looking at it, I feel an indescribable comfort in my heart. I heard the boss drop 100,000 yuan, and I strengthened my determination to buy it. I have the right to like it, put it at home and frame it, and I am happy every day.

But now that the fat man said that, it would be an injustice to buy it again.

My head is big, so I feel anger in my heart, and I get angry when I see the fat man.

Just as she was thinking about it, a childish voice suddenly came from the other side.

"Boss, I bought one hundred thousand!"

When everyone heard this voice, they all turned their attention to Ye Xuan, a seven- or eight-year-old brat.

"child?"

"Hehe, what kind of calligraphy and painting do children know, just kidding."

"Yes, after all, it is 100,000 yuan, which is not small."

"This kid really knows how to play, who's kid."

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. These 100,000 barks don't hesitate."

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The fat young man glanced at Ye Xuan and Liu Yanran behind him, and sneered, with a gloating expression.

"If you don't listen to good people, it's a disadvantage in front of you. The hairy boy dares to ask for the price. If you buy it back, just wait and cry, you idiot."

 …

Ye Xuan saw that everyone was calling him to play, and he didn't believe him. He was overjoyed and looked at everyone and said:

"I really want this word, boss, can you swipe your card?"

Saying that, she turned her head and gave Liu Yanran a look.

Liu Yanran understood, took out the bank card and handed it to the boss.

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