Chapter 641： Don't watch the rest

The rest of Chapter 641 is not worth reading

After the young man walked in, it was only because of the extravagant face that attracted the attention of Liao Xintong and Su Huixian, but after their eyes glanced at his clothes, they showed a slight contempt. He quickly retracted his sight and stopped paying attention to him.

He went straight past the high-priced works and walked towards the position where Subei stood.

Among the pile of calligraphy, Subei was suddenly attracted by a pair of characters, and hurriedly reached out and picked it up carefully. It happened that the young man also reached out to take it.

But Subei had already got it first, and smiled apologetically to him: "Sorry, I like this picture quite a bit, forgive me for not being able to cut love."

"You just happened to see it, why did you like it at first glance?" The young man was not upset, but was a little curious.

"Although the author of this character is someone I don't know, and I don't know whether he is a master or a newcomer, but the font is quite vigorous and expensive. It makes people feel good at first sight. I believe that people are like their own words, and their words are like their own. And you look at this writing, free and easy, and it should be written by a person with a free and easy heart. I hope that those who receive this writing can also maintain Young and free and easy mentality." Subei pointed to this picture, one by one.

In his clear eyes, the young man smiled unconsciously, and nodded in agreement: "Then you should be a gift to the elders."

"Well, here is a poem wishing a longevity, which is naturally a gift to the elders. It is a rare character that suits my mind and the mood I want. It's only regret that this character is not signed and the handwriting is slightly green. Shibu, I don't know which master's early works." Subei whispered.

It’s no wonder that this calligraphy work will be placed among the piles of works, and it’s not even hung up. The person in charge who wants to come here is not a person who knows calligraphy very well. It’s better to treat the works, all of them are treated according to some nihility on the surface, and there is no professional quality to do things.

The young man took a serious look at Subei and smiled: "It is a rare piece of work. It is an honor to meet someone like you who can appreciate it."

Subei thought that he had also taken a fancy to this calligraphy work, but he took it away first, and said with a smile, "I'm really sorry. What kind of gift do you want to choose? Maybe I can help you refer to it. ."

"Do you know calligraphy well?"

"I don't dare to understand, but I have written some when I was bored, copied a lot, so I can understand a little bit. But I think your vision is not bad, so I don't necessarily need my help for reference." Su Bei put away the work.

The young man nodded and smiled: "You have taken away what I like, so don't look at the rest."

"Then I will pay." Subei smiled at him, then turned and left.

Subei put this work in front of the person in charge, and said, "Thank you for helping me find out what the price of this painting is."

The clerk took a look, flipped through his own book, and his tone was a bit lazy: "Well, you can take it for eight thousand."

Subei did not expect that the price of this piece was so low.

It's rare that I can see it, but I was so underestimated by the store.

(End of this chapter)