Everyone's attention was focused on the three little mice and Su Jing. Few people noticed that a slightly fat young man in the crowd saw that everyone was fascinated by the three little mice and said, "Aren't they just three people who can make tea?" Little mouse? Why are everyone so excited? That guy took out the mouse and actually refused to give it to me in exchange for other gifts. He is really a stingy guy."
If Su Jing sees this fat young man, she will definitely be a little surprised and lament that the world is so small. This young man is none other than the one she met in Duan Tianya a few days ago. He wants to buy a golden eagle for a million to find a ring. Zhu Yizhi.
"Master Zhu, do you know him?" A handsome young man next to him asked in surprise.
"I just met once." Zhu Yizhi curled his lips. That encounter was not a pleasant one. Su Jing rode a golden eagle and found the ring early. The person he asked to find Tianhei failed to find it in the end.
"How come Mr. Zhu said he is really stingy?" the handsome young man said with a smile.
"You don't know, in Duan Tianya a few days ago..." Zhu Yizhi felt resentful towards Su Jing because of Su Jing's refusal to help and sell the golden eagle last time, so he told the story of the incident in a more embellished way.
"You can buy a golden eagle for one million, Master Zhu, do you know what you are talking about?" The handsome young man rolled his eyes and said, "Master Zhu, please don't say these words, otherwise you will be laughed at. Do you know , how much are those three mice that can make tea worth?"
"How much is it worth?" Zhu Yizhi asked.
"As a senior pet expert, I guarantee you that those three mice are definitely worth more than one million." The handsome young man said with certainty.
"Three little mice actually want one million, are you kidding me?" Zhu Yizhi's eyes widened.
"I'm not kidding, let's put it at a low level. As for that golden eagle, if you buy it for one million, it's like buying a brand new and intact Apple 6S for one hundred yuan. Do you think they will sell it to you? , and you say he is stingy? If the price for such a divine sculpture is 10 million, I will buy it without even borrowing money. If it is put up for auction, I will never get 10 million." The handsome young man rolled his eyes.
"..." Zhu Yizhi's face turned red and he stopped talking. He realized that he had made a big joke. Fortunately, there were no outsiders at the time, otherwise he would have been laughed at. However, he still curled his lips in dissatisfaction, thinking that these pet lovers have money and nowhere to spend it, or they are crazy. If you can buy a golden eagle with 10 million yuan, how many mistresses can you buy
At this time, Su Jing took out another gift from her arms. Zhu Yizhi and the handsome young man put their thoughts aside and looked at it.
What Su Jing took out was a scroll about fifteen centimeters long. It looked very unsightly. Not only did it have some wrinkles, but there were also several light yellow stains on the surface, as if it had been picked up from a garbage dump. This made Zhu Jianhua and Shi Qing murmur in their hearts, what happened to Ah Jing? Could it be that she got it by mistake? Can this thing be given as a gift
"Doesn't he have a good gift?" Wang Yan couldn't help but have this thought when she saw the scroll. She deliberately didn't pay attention to Su Jing, so she didn't understand Su Jing's situation in recent years at all. I just learned that Su Jing became the little chef god not long ago, and just learned that Su Jing became a pet master, but I know nothing else.
The gift she gave this time was also a picture scroll, worth hundreds of thousands. In order to choose the gift, she had learned about picture scrolls. Although she was not an expert, she at least knew that some valuable pictures would be well maintained, such as stains on the back. Planting things can be disposed of. Su Jing's scroll looks like a street vendor.
"Mr. Murong, small gifts are not respectful." Su Jing handed the scroll out.
"Thank you, Mr. Su." Murong Qin did not show contempt because of the unattractive appearance of the scroll. Instead, he took the scroll over politely and said with a smile, "Can you open it on the spot?"
"Of course." Su Jing nodded.
Murong Qin immediately opened the scroll and gently spread it on the table. An ink landscape painting was displayed in front of everyone, and the lifelike landscape came to their faces. After just one glance, Murong Qin's eyes lit up.
"What a painting!" Liu Hong praised it.
"Grandpa, do you still know how to draw?" Liu Qing said.
"You brat, I still know something." Liu Hong glared at Liu Qing, pointed at the landscape painting, and said, "This painting tends to be freehand, using fiction to replace reality, focusing on the charm of pen and ink. If I read it correctly, it should be A work from the Yuan Dynasty, right?”
"I don't think it's that simple. What do you think, Lao Xie?" Murong Qin shook his head and turned to look at a tall and thin old man next to him. He saw this tall and thin old man staring at the landscape painting with his eyes wide open and excited. Feelings overflowing.
"This painting, this painting..." The tall and thin old man looked excited, but he couldn't seem to find an adjective. He was so excited that he couldn't say a complete sentence for a while. He stared at Su Jing and asked, "Young man, come up. Where did you get this painting?”
"I picked it up at the antique market and bought it because it looked good." Su Jing lied.
"How much did you pay for it?" the tall, thin old man asked after being stunned.
"One hundred thousand." Su Jing said.
"You picked up a big leak, a huge leak." The tall and thin old man stamped his feet, looking like he hated the injustice. This rude appearance made Murong Qin and Liu Hong, who knew him well, shocked.
"Is this painting so good? What era is it from, and by which master?" Liu Hong asked. He thought the painting was very good, but it shouldn't make Lao Xie so gloomy.
"I can't tell the age or author. Judging from the newness of the paper, it seems to be a modern painting. But these are not the key points. The key point is the artistic conception of this painting. All the laudatory words such as 'rich mountains and rivers, lush vegetation' and 'wonderful craftsmanship' are not enough." How to describe it." The tall and thin old man stared at the scroll, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, as if he wished he could make it his own.
Murong Qin, Liu Hong, Zhu Jianhua, Liu Yin, Shi Qing, Liu Qing, Murong Xianer, Wang Yan and others also stared at the scroll again. They found that the more they looked at it, the harder it was to look away. The more they looked at it, the more they felt that this was not A painting, but standing between the mountains and rivers immersively, you can hear the sound of wind and water, and smell the fresh air between the mountains and rivers. As I looked at it, my mind couldn't help but feel extremely peaceful and peaceful, as if it had been purified by the mountains and rivers.
Everyone couldn't help but be shocked. Although they were not as professional as Lao Xie, they still vaguely felt that this painting was definitely not simple. They had never seen a painting that could bring such an immersive feeling.
"Lao Xie, how much is this painting worth?" Murong Qin asked.
"It's hard to estimate. If this painting is exhibited in a world art exhibition, it will definitely shock the world. It will cost at least tens of millions of dollars. How can I estimate the approximate price." The tall and thin old man shook his head and said. As soon as he finished speaking, the whole place was in an uproar. Many people looked at this painting and began to breathe quickly. Wang Yan opened her mouth wide and was completely shocked.