Of course someone's voice was not heard.

Because the auction has begun.

As the long scroll unfolded, the first public auction kicked off.

“A.08, 300,000.”

Area A has made a pre-emptive offer.

The old and capable voice held up the number plate, which scared Qiao Yu.

She rubbed her ears, her eyes trembled violently.

Three hundred thousand!

You should know that I only got 70,000 yuan when I was tired of filming, and then I held a ring competition, and the registration fee was only 60,000 yuan at the beginning.

The money I made has been working hard and slowly, now I can get 300,000 yuan as soon as I open my mouth!

It's just a painting!

"Senior, there is no need, it's really no need." Qiao Yu persuaded awkwardly.

It is hard to meet a close friend when painting.

After getting affirmation, she was naturally happy, how could she ask for money from her senior?

I feel ashamed of it, but I feel ashamed of it!

"You boy knows nothing." Shi Huaixian ignored her and raised another sign: "Thirty-five thousand!"

I understand!

I really understand!

Qiao Yu felt distressed because Shi Huaixian went to the auction himself, and many people knew the value of the painting and bid for 500,000 yuan at once.

Five hundred thousand!

She tentatively said: "Senior, this painter has unknown origins, and there may be many paintings, and maybe it may not be alive."

"I'm going to say you guys are upset?"

Shi Huaixian pointed to the painting.

"There are only fragments of Hongchang Pictures in the world. If you can draw the other half, you must have observed the original works. This old man probably died a lot."

“…”

Qiao Yu was anxious: "Senior, look at this drawing paper, it seems that it has not been stored for long."

Shi Huaixian gave him a blank look.

"You don't understand it now. Many famous masters have preserved their calligraphy and paintings. The ancients had great wisdom. This paper is rice paper made of Shanyang bamboo and bitter bamboo. Bitter bamboo prevents insects. This papermaking method has long been eliminated."

“…”

She remembered.

This paper was given to her by the master himself.

It is said that bitter bamboo is more bitter, and insects don’t like to chew.

Moreover, the drawing paper is slowly leaking, so you can draw it slowly.

She used this paper at that time. She painted it for four years without any damage and ink leakage.

Qiao Yu shut up completely.

Area B, Shanda Finance is a bit strange.

It seems that I have heard of this senior Yinzhen.

Why can't I remember it?

It looks very familiar.

There are also small fans who sneak in from the back row.

I was also inexplicably familiar with it. I just thought about this history master who is not alive now. I just thought that he had seen it in history books and had no thoughts at all.

This is a big misunderstanding.

The real-name author is right in front of you.

Now, looking at the person who was auctioned, his eyes were red and his neck was thick, and he was helpless here.

“A.38, four hundred and three hundred and fifty thousand every time.”

The auctioneer's small wooden hammer hit the table, and the thud sound hit Qiao Yu's heart.

Four hundred and three hundred and fifty thousand.

Which financial dad?

"It's Daliangchun!"

Someone exclaimed.

A well-known brand in the liquor industry.

Deep foundation.

"This is Mr. Zhao from Daliangchun. If you have money, you will show off. He, a nouveau riche, is he playing with calligraphy and painting?"

Mr. Xu sneered and said:

"Yuncheng is all nouveau riche, and you can pretend to be a cultural person without knowing big words."

Qiao Yu withdrew her eyes and asked:

"Mr. Xu knows it?"

"Of course I know, you don't know yet? The medicinal wine in your middle-of-war has become popular. They smelled the meat and also made medicinal wine."

Qiao Yu glared at her eyes.

She is not involved in the liquor market, but the big head of the liquor market actually robs her Zhonghe Yujiu business!

“D.32, five million!”
Chapter completed!