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Chapter 869 A pen, what is it worth?

On the way back, the fifth aunt was not only depressed, but kept nagging to the fifth uncle: "Hey, it's all your fault. You have to send it to Ah Chen. Look, they have already prepared it and eaten it.

The chickens, ducks and geese are all given away for free."

The fifth uncle was nagged a lot and became a little upset. He stared at the fifth aunt and said: "I think you have long hair and short knowledge. How much are these chickens, ducks and geese worth? What do you know? That boy Ah Chen ate it."

It's ours. When we go to borrow money, can that kid not lend it to us?"

Fifth Aunt thought about this carefully and found that it was true. No matter whether Liu Chen ate the chickens, ducks and geese, or gave them away, they were all given in his name anyway.

The fifth aunt is not a fuel-saving lamp. She has given away the chickens, ducks and geese, but she hasn't even eaten lunch yet. Can she do a loss-making business? She must earn it back and borrow money. When the time comes, she will borrow money ruthlessly.

I borrowed money that I could borrow, but I won’t be able to pay it back when the time comes.

She knows now that Ah Chen is different now. He is rich now. He has built a villa, bought a house in the city, and bought a car. Besides, the villa is full of good things.

Ah, any table is worth hundreds of thousands. If I borrow tens of thousands of dollars at random when the time comes, what will happen if I don’t pay it back?

The fifth aunt was thinking about it in her mind. Not to mention, she was very happy.

"I just said that our old man is very good and has many clever ideas." The fifth aunt praised the fifth uncle in a rare way.

Uncle Wu was smoking a cigarette and looking at Aunt Wu with joy. He couldn't be happier.

Here Liu Chen and the others are still at the top of the five, and the eight horses are rowing fists.

Two hours later, everyone had finished their meal.

Liu Chen didn't want to do the things like clearing the dishes quickly. Fortunately, he left them to Liu Lili and Liu Tao.

Liu Chen took Dai Zhenguo and others to Liu Chen's villa to take a rest first. After all, everyone drank a lot, and it is still very dangerous to go fishing now.

Everyone arrived at the villa. Not to mention, although this house is not often lived in, the things are quite clean. This must be because someone comes to clean it frequently.

Liu Chen nodded and said that his little brother Liu Xixi came to clean the house when he had nothing to do. His parents would also come to clean it from time to time.

Liu Chen poured Pu'er tea for everyone to drink. Everyone took a few sips of the tea. Not to mention, the Pu'er tea this time was very good, with a sweet and mellow taste, not to mention how delicious it was.

"Ah Chen, this tea is really good, do you have any more? Give me some." Dai Zhenguo looked at Liu Chen and said.

I have no choice, these old men, I am really speechless. As long as there is good stuff, they will definitely take it for themselves. It seems that the Pu'er tea that I have left will be gone soon.

"This...this is what I kept to drink. It's not a lot."

Dai Zhenguo knows Liu Chen, but he probably doesn't know the price of this Pu'er tea. This tea costs hundreds of thousands. The price is really not cheap. What kind of tea can young men drink? Let the elderly drink it.

"Achen, can you give me some of your tea and I'll pay you 180,000?"

Liu Chen's eyes almost popped out of his head. Oh my god, this tea actually costs 180,000 yuan. This is too expensive.

It's better not to keep such expensive tea for yourself. After all, it's good to have money in your hands. Besides, he's going to build a farm soon. Liu Chen wants to make the farm more sophisticated and plans to spend millions on it.

I'd better keep this tea to build the farm.

"Old Dai, since you have said so, there is no need for me to keep any more. Okay, I'll give it all to you."

Liu Chen smiled as he spoke.

Liu Chenxin said that luckily he brought Pu'er tea and Longjing tea yesterday. He originally wanted to drink them by himself, but he didn't expect Mr. Dai to like them. Well, just like them if you like them.

"The money has been transferred to you. Please give me the tea."

Dai Zhenguo doesn't care at all. Anyway, money is really nothing to him. After all, he is so old and he will not take it with him in life or death, so it is better to get something good.

"Look at you, this is too fast."

Here Liu Chen made some hangover soup for everyone. Everyone drank some and found nothing happened. They looked around.

"Hey, Ah Chen, your ink, paper and inkstone are pretty good." Tang Guomin shouted.

"Guomin, why are you so drunk? Why are you shouting?" Dai Zhenguo smiled and looked at the door of the study and shouted.

"Zhenguo, come on, come and see, this kid actually has these good things in his study."

Tang Guomin shouted. When Dai Zhenguo heard that there was something good, he quickly stood up and walked to the study.

Liu Chen then remembered that when he came in the morning, Liu Chen had brought the pens, inks, paper and inkstones he had brought from 1979. Before cooking, he put these things on the cabinet in the study. He didn't think anything of it.

I just thought these looked good, I really didn’t think much about the others.

Several other people heard the sound and ran over, wanting to see what good thing made Tang Guomin so excited.

I saw Tang Guomin picking up a rosewood box on the desk, opening it and looking at it. There was a bamboo-carved writing brush inside. He looked at it again and again. He was so excited that he suddenly woke up from the wine.

"Ah Chen, you are so talented. You can actually get such a good brush. It's really not easy."

Tang Guomin stared at Liu Chen with bell-like eyes. He really didn't expect that this boy could actually get such a good bamboo carving brush.

Generally, bamboo carving brushes are very fragile and difficult to preserve. Therefore, there are not many bamboo carving brushes handed down to this day, which can be said to be rare. Now, because of the unique cultural connotation and scarcity of bamboo carving brushes, they are gradually attracting the attention of collectors from all walks of life.

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"What does this pen have? Isn't it just a brush? I really don't see what it has." Wang Ruoji stared at the brush in Tang Guomin's hand and said.

At this time, both Tang Guomin and Dai Zhenguo stared at Wang Ruoji. Compared with Liu Chen, this kid is really far behind. He doesn't understand anything. Is this an ordinary brush? That's obviously not the case. This is

What an amazing brush.

Tang Guomin looked at Wang Ruoji with a smile and said, "What do you know? This is a Ming and Wanli bamboo brush with flower and bird patterns. This brush costs at least a million."

"What? Grandpa Tang, are you telling the truth or a lie? This broken writing brush actually costs a million dollars? Who would give a million dollars to buy a writing brush?"

Wang Ruoji thought Tang Guomin was drunk. Isn't this just a bamboo brush? He really didn't feel anything.

Not to mention Wang Ruoji, even Dai Xixi next to him felt incredible. How can this brush be so good? It costs millions. How can I have my own lipstick and a good bag? What kind of brush is not for writing?

?Besides, in this day and age, who still writes with a brush? Spending millions to buy such a brush really doesn’t feel worth it.

Not to mention Dai Xixi and Wang Ruoji, Liu Chen also thought the same thing in his heart. He held this brush and felt that the flowers and birds engraved on it were beautiful. As for the value, he really didn't think of it.

"Yes, what you Grandpa Tang said is not wrong at all. This brush is really powerful. I remember that at the 2008 Guardian Autumn Auction, a Ming Wanli bamboo flower-and-bird pattern brush sold for a high price of 1.03 million yuan.

Deal, this writing brush is about the same as that one, this one won’t be cheap, it might be higher than that one.” Dai Zhenguo adjusted his glasses and said.

Liu Chen stared, trying his best to appear calm on the surface. After all, he was not calm in his heart. Oh my god, this is too expensive. This actually costs hundreds of dollars. I never dreamed of this pen.

At the 2008 Guardian Autumn Auction, a Ming Dynasty Wanli bamboo brush with flower and bird patterns was sold for a high price of 1.03 million yuan.

Liu Chen thought, this pen was given by Dean Yan. Oh my God, Dean Yan was really kind to him. It was really a generous gesture.

"Hey, there's another writing brush here." Dai Zhenguo took another writing brush next to him and looked at it.

This writing brush was given by Gu Wanjun's mother, Gu Jinlian. It is a white jade-covered lapis lazuli dragon-patterned writing brush. The stem of the brush is made of carefully selected Hetian white jade, and is inlaid with lapis lazuli at the beginning and end. It can be said that it is carefully crafted with the best materials from the past. The body of the pen is engraved with

Decorated with chilong patterns, the white jade is pure and white, the jade texture is as warm and moist as grease, and the brush strokes are shiny and strong.

"I really don't know what to say to you, boy? I'm really impressed by you now, and your boy's pen is not simple."

Dai Zhenguo took the pen and looked at it again and again. He didn't want to discard the ones he liked.

Liu Chen, Wang Ruoji and Dai Xixi looked at it again and again. They really didn't see what was in this small pen. Is this more valuable than the one just now?

I saw Dai Zhenguo admiring it bit by bit, his eyes shining, it was really incredible.

He smiled and said: "Although this pen has been handed down for hundreds of years, it is still very flexible, which shows that the material selection and workmanship were exquisite at that time. To this day, it is in perfect appearance and has a solid structure. It is a treasure of the study room."

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Liu Chen and the others lowered their heads and looked again, but really didn't see anything.

As the saying goes, those who know how to read watch the door, and those who don't know how to read watch the excitement. Perhaps this piece is really priceless in the eyes of their collectors.

"Grandpa, how much does this pen cost?" Dai Xixi said with a smile and flashing eyes.

Liu Chenxin said, looking at Dai Zhenguo's eyes, he knew that this sum was definitely not cheap, at least similar to the one just now, and it must be more than one million.

Liu Chen couldn't be happier. Oh my god, these two random pens cost a lot of money. This farmhouse must be developed, and these two pens are enough.

"This pen costs at least 1.5 million. We can't sell it for even one cent less."

After everyone listened to what Dai Zhenguo said, Liu Chen felt that it was similar to what he thought.

Liu Chen looked at the pen in Dai Zhenguo's hand and thought to himself, his mother-in-law still feels sorry for him. Her daughter has not even gotten married yet, and she has given him such an expensive dowry, which makes her feel embarrassed. Hehe, it seems that she still has to do it.

Gu Wanjun married, not because Gu Wanjun was so good, but the girl was not bad either, mainly because the mother-in-law was good.

This random pen is so valuable. If my daughter really marries me, will I still be short of money? I have no choice, my teeth are not good, and I can only eat soft rice.
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