Chapter 350： inevitable

Chapter 350 is bound to win

painting? ?

Shu Yu stopped abruptly, turned and looked downstairs.

The box has windows, but in order to allow the guests in the box to see the exhibits downstairs more easily, the black market adopts the sash window, which is equivalent to the current blinds.

As long as you reach out and press down the thin blade in the middle, you can see the scene outside.

But people outside can't see the appearance of the guests in the box.

Shu Yu looked down through the gap in the leaves, and saw the middle-aged man on the high platform unfold a painting.

is exactly landscape painting.

Shu Yu immediately turned his head, "Fourth Uncle, come and see if the painting you mentioned is the one on the stage."

Yuan Shanchuan was in a hurry, he stood up in a hurry, and the bull helped him to the window to look down.

The next moment, he suddenly became excited, "Yes, it's this painting, it's this."

He turned to look at Shu Yu, "Is there any way we can get this painting back?"

Shu Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's definitely not appropriate to pick up the painting hastily, wait and see which guest in the box took the painting away."

There is no way to start in the black market, only after leaving the black market.

So she had to write down the box where the picture was taken, and find out who this person was.

Yuan Shanchuan swallowed his saliva, his heart was anxious, but he could only nod his head and looked nervously at the painting below.

The middle-aged man on the high platform has already begun to introduce the origin of the painting, "This painting is the work of Mr. Shanju. Everyone who wants to come here knows that Mr. Shanju's painting is hard to find, and he only paints two paintings every year. However, in the last year, Mr. Shanju has never painted again."

"Some people said that it was Mr. Shanju Jiang Lang's talent, and some people said that Mr. Shanju's hands were injured and he could no longer hold the pen. But no matter what, Mr. Shanju's paintings will be more rare in the future. This painting was left by Mr. Shanju last year. This is the last picture of the collection, and those who are interested can take it back to appreciate the collection."

"The starting price, one thousand taels."

Shu Yu observed each box, Yuan Shanchuan and Daniel looked at each other, a thousand taels, so expensive.

The things here are all at a base price of one thousand taels, as if these money are not money.

However, on the next floor of the box where Shu Yu and the others were, the man who also heard the starting price said with disgust, "It's only one thousand taels, Ah Yun, your paintings are worthless. Thinking back to that time, you A painting has provoked children and girls from aristocratic families in the capital to rush to grab it, and the price is close to 30,000 taels of silver."

Meng Yunzheng, who was sitting in the middle of the box, also looked like he couldn't see his true face. He took a sip of tea from the teacup and said, "Why is this painting here?"

Zhao Xi touched his chin, "I don't know, how many hands were turned horizontally and vertically?"

He said, and began to get excited, "I'm going to make a bid, and I have to put your worth up anyway, lest people forget Mr. Shanju if you haven't painted for a year."

Exactly, someone has already called for 3,000 taels outside.

Zhao Xi immediately lowered his voice and began to shout, "Five thousand taels."

Meng Yunzheng glanced at him, "Don't play too much, don't forget that our purpose is the last auction item. If you accidentally take this painting back, our money may not be enough."

Zhao Xi waved his hand, "Don't worry."

He found that in a box on the third floor, there was someone who was interested in this painting... he was bound to get it.