Chapter 73

As she walked along, Xiao Yifeng suddenly remembered a quarrel in her ear. Her eyes swept away and saw a jewelry and jade shop named jubaozhai. What was being disputed in the shop, Xiao Yifeng walked in with a touch of curiosity.

"Boss, my bronze statue is our family heirloom. How can it be worthless? Why don't you have a good look

A man with simple clothes and a face of vicissitudes, holding a half meter high bronze statue in his hand, looked at a man with gorgeous clothes and a slightly fat body, repeatedly said.

The well-dressed, slightly fat man said impatiently, "do you know where we are? We are the famous jubaozhai in China. We collect all the valuable treasures. You are such a broken bronze statue that is not worth any money at all. If you want to sell it, you should go to other places."

"You How can you do this? This bronze statue of mine is really an antique of our ancestors. It has a history of hundreds of years. If I had not been waiting for money, I would not have sold it. "

Said the angry man's face.

"Well, I said it's worthless if it's not worth it. You can go right away and don't delay my business in jubaozhai." The fat man said directly and impolitely.

"Sir, I'll take your bronze statue."

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, two men in the shop looked at the past, only a young man slowly walked in, it was xiaoyifeng.

The man holding the bronze statue looked at Xiao Yifeng and said, "are you serious, sir? You really want to buy me this bronze statue. "

"Of course, how much are you going to sell?" Xiao Yifeng said with a faint smile.

"100000 Oh, no, fifty thousand. How about fifty thousand? " The man with a face full of vicissitudes looked at Xiao Yifeng and said with a nervous expression.

"Just one hundred thousand. This bank card is just 100000 yuan. Here you are." Xiao Yifeng directly took out a bank card from his body and handed it to the other party.

This bank card was given to him by Mu Feng, the housekeeper of the Ye family. As his living expenses, it was used up in one breath this time.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir."

The man holding the bronze statue looks at Xiao Yifeng with gratitude on his face.

"Boy, I can remind you that this bronze statue is not worth any money at all. Don't be cheated by people casually."

At this time, dressed in gorgeous clothes, the slightly fat man swept Xiao Yifeng with a look of disdain.

"Thank you for reminding me, but I think this bronze statue is worth the 100000 yuan." Xiao Yifeng smile, eyes swept a half meter high bronze statue, flashing light.

At this time, a crisp high-heeled shoes on the ground sounded, and then a beautiful shadow slowly walked into the treasure house.

See this beautiful shadow, Xiao Yifeng several people are directly stunned.

Xiao Yifeng can't help sighing: how beautiful, so temperament of the woman ah.

Dai Qing's slender eyebrows, clear and bright black pupils, bright and clean nose, ruddy and delicate cherry lips, crystal clear earlobes and neat and delicate facial features are all embedded in a perfect oval face. What a beautiful and delicate face.

A red buttock skirt perfectly reflects its concave and convex figure and full chest. Judging by Xiao Yifeng's eyesight, it has reached at least 36d, and the opening of low collar shows a faint gully.

A pair of slender jade legs wrapped in flesh colored silk stockings, glittering with glittering brilliance. Under the feet is a pair of red high-heeled shoes with a height of five centimeters, and Ten Jade toes are painted with painting.

The whole person exudes a mature temperament of imperial sister, but also with a noble temperament. It is not an ordinary woman at first sight.

Come in, Miss Qin

Looking at this beautiful image, the fat man immediately walked up with a smile on his face, and seemed very respectful and polite.

"Shopkeeper Dong, I heard that you have recently come here with some good calligraphy and paintings of the Song Dynasty. I want to see them."

Women's gorgeous red lips light open, sound like the spring Ding Dong, crisp and pleasant, exuding a high level of cultural conservation.

"Well, I'll get it for you now."

The chubby man nodded and waved, and behind him came a man who looked like a shop assistant.

"Go and take out the painting of bamboo by Wentong master of Song Dynasty." Said the fat man.

The shop assistant nodded and went into the shop hall. The woman was surprised when she heard the man's words.

"You mean the master Wentong who was known as the master of Mo Zhu in the Song Dynasty?"

The fat man nodded and said with a smile: "yes, Miss Qin is the master of Wentong, who is known as the master of ink and bamboo in Song Dynasty. I just have a pair of ink and ink bamboo paintings he drew in his early years. It can be said that it is one of his representative works. It is absolutely precious. I believe Miss Qin will be happy. If it is someone else, I will not take it out."

"I didn't expect that manager Dong has such treasures here. The jubaozhai really deserves its reputation." Qin wanting said with a sigh on her face.Soon the shop assistant took out a long box, which was opened by the man called manager Dong, which contained a picture scroll.

Manager Dong opened the painting scroll directly, and a majestic ink and wash bamboo painting was slowly presented. The bamboo in this painting was lifelike and vivid.

The painting style is rigorous. It is really difficult to combine the bamboo and ink perfectly. There is also a seal under it. The four characters of Mr. Shishi are indistinctly visible, and this Mr. Shishi is the alias of the master of Wentong.

"The method of painting bamboo is to use thick ink for the face and light ink for the back. It is really the original work of master Wentong." The woman said happily, her eyes full of love.

"Manager Dong, how much is this painting? I'll take it." Obviously, Qin wanting has a firm tone for the painting.

Xiao Yifeng's eyes on the side of the painting and calligraphy flashed a strange look. He was about to open his mouth. Suddenly, a man in a white suit, elegant and gentle, came in.

"I'll take this picture."

Said the man who came in.

"Du Wenxing, what do you mean?"

Looking at this man, Qin wanting's face changed and her eyes were sullen.

Wearing a white suit, the graceful man said with a faint smile: "wanting, I also like this painting, so I want to buy it. We will compete fairly."

"How much is this painting, manager Dong?" Du Wenxing looked directly at the manager.

"This painting and calligraphy is one million," said the manager

"Two million." Qin wanting said quickly.

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