While walking and thinking, Xiao Yifeng suddenly remembered a quarrel in his ears. He glanced away and saw a jewelry and jade shop in front of him, called Jubaozhai. There was something being disputed in this shop. Xiao Yifeng directly spoke with a touch of curiosity.

Went in.

"Boss, this bronze statue of mine is an heirloom of our family, how could it be worthless? Why don't you take a good look at it."

A man in simple clothes with a vicissitudes of life held a half-meter-tall bronze statue in his hands, looking at a man in gorgeous clothes and with a slightly fat body and said repeatedly.

The man in gorgeous clothes and slightly fat body said impatiently: "Do you know where we are? We are the Jubaozhai, which is famous all over China. We collect priceless treasures. You are such a person."

Broken bronze statues are not valuable at all. If you want to sell them, you'd better go somewhere else."

"You... how could you do this? This bronze statue of mine is really an antique passed down from my ancestors and has a history of hundreds of years. If I hadn't been waiting for the money now, I wouldn't have sold it at all."

The man with a face full of vicissitudes of life spoke anxiously and angrily.

"Okay, if I say it's not valuable, it's not valuable. You can leave immediately and don't delay my Jubaozhai business." The slightly fat man said directly and unceremoniously.

"Sir, I bought this bronze statue of you."

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, and the two men in the shop looked over and saw a young man slowly walking in, it was Xiao Yifeng.

The man holding the bronze statue looked at Xiao Yifeng and said quickly: "Sir, are you serious? Do you really want to buy this bronze statue of me?"

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

"One hundred thousand...oh no, fifty thousand, how about fifty thousand?" The man with a vicissitudes of life looked at Xiao Yifeng and said, looking a little nervous.

"Just 100,000 yuan. There is exactly 100,000 yuan in this bank card. Here it is for you." Xiao Yifeng took out a bank card directly 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, but he used it in one go this time.

"Thank you sir, thank you sir."

The man holding the bronze statue looked at Xiao Yifeng with a grateful expression.

"Boy, let me remind you that this bronze statue is not worth anything at all. Don't be deceived by others."

At this time, a fat man wearing gorgeous clothes glanced at Xiao Yifeng and said with a bit of disdain.

"Thanks for the reminder, but I think this bronze statue is worth the 100,000 yuan." Xiao Yifeng smiled and glanced at the half-meter-high bronze statue, which was shining with light.

At this time, there was a clear sound of high heels stepping on the ground, and then a beautiful figure slowly walked into the treasure gathering studio.

Seeing this beautiful figure, Xiao Yifeng and others were stunned.

Xiao Yifeng couldn't help but sigh: What a beautiful and temperamental woman.

The slender green eyebrows, clear and bright black pupils, smooth and straight nose, rosy and delicate cherry lips, crystal clear earlobes, and neat and exquisite facial features are all inlaid in a perfect oval-shaped face.

A delicate and gorgeous face.

Wearing a red hip-hugging long skirt, it perfectly reflected her curvy figure and plump breasts, which according to Xiao Yifeng's eyesight, reached at least 36D. The low-cut neckline revealed a faint ravine.

The waist that cannot be grasped, the plump and round buttocks, forming a perfect S-curve, a pair of slender jade legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, shining with crystal brilliance, under the feet is a pair of five-centimeter-high red high-heeled shoes with ten jade toes.

Painting pictures.

The whole person exudes the temperament of a mature lady, and also has a noble temperament. At first glance, she is no ordinary woman.

"Miss Qin, you are here, please come in quickly, please come in."

Seeing this beautiful figure, the slightly fat man immediately walked up with a smile on his face, looking very respectful and polite.

"Shopkeeper Dong, I heard that you have had some good calligraphy and paintings from the Song Dynasty here recently, and I would like to take a look."

The woman's gorgeous red lips parted slightly, and her voice sounded like spring water, crisp and sweet, exuding a high degree of cultural accomplishment.

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

The fat man nodded and waved, and a man who looked like a store clerk came over behind him.

"Go and get that ink bamboo painting by Master Wen Tong from the Song Dynasty." The fat man said.

The clerk nodded and walked into the store, but when the woman heard the man's words, her pretty face was surprised.

"You mean Master Wen Tong, who was known as Master Mo Zhu in the Song Dynasty?"

The fat man nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, Miss Qin, she is the master Wen Tong who was known as the master of bamboo in the Song Dynasty. I happen to have an ink bamboo painting here that he painted in his early years. It can be said that it is his

One of the masterpieces, absolutely precious, I believe Miss Qin will like it, if it were someone else, I would definitely not take it out."

"I didn't expect that Shopkeeper Dong would have such treasures here. This Jubaozhai really deserves its reputation." Qin Wanting said with a sigh on her face.

Soon the clerk took out a long box, and the man called Shopkeeper Dong opened it, and there was a picture scroll inside.

Shopkeeper Dong opened the scroll directly, and a majestic ink bamboo painting slowly appeared. The bamboos in the painting were lifelike, as if they were alive.

The painting style is rigorous, and the bamboo and ink are perfectly combined. It is indeed a rare authentic product. There is also a seal stamped below, with the four characters "Mr. Shishi" faintly visible on it, and "Mr. Shishi" is the alias of the master Wentong.

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"This method of painting bamboo uses thick ink for the surface and light ink for the back. It is indeed the authentic work of Master Wen Tong." The woman said with a face of joy, her eyes full of love.

"Shopkeeper Dong, how much does this painting cost? I want it." Qin Wanting said directly, with a firm tone in her tone, obviously determined to get this painting.

Xiao Yifeng, who was on the side, stared at the calligraphy and painting, but a strange look flashed across his face. Just as he was about to speak, suddenly a man in his late twenties, elegant and elegant, wearing a white suit, walked in.

"I want this painting."

The man who walked in said the same thing.

"Du Wenxing, what do you mean?"

Looking at this man, Qin Wanting's expression changed, with a hint of sullenness in her eyes.

The elegant man in a white suit said with a faint smile: "Wanting, I also like this painting and calligraphy, so I want to buy it. Let's compete fairly."

"How much does this calligraphy and painting cost, Shopkeeper Dong?" Du Wenxing looked directly at Shopkeeper Dong.

Shopkeeper Dong looked at the two men's expressions and said slightly, "This calligraphy and painting is worth one million."
Chapter completed!