It's scary, the group is actually full of ancient bigwigs

Chapter 20 The auction where someone wants to flatter
After the punishment started, there was a live broadcast in the group, but there was still no Su Xi.

Everyone in the group watched Zhao Gou change little by little, and finally turned into a giant adult baby who only knew how to cry and couldn't even take care of himself, and their hearts trembled.

so horrible.

This kind of astonishing power is something they have never seen before.

I will not change history—

"@jingzhongbaoguo, let's fight hard, the Northern Expedition can start preparations, if you still can't recover the rivers and mountains, you will automatically withdraw from the group."

What Li Er said was very cold.

It was cold.

Truly witnessing the fall of an emperor made Li Er not in a good mood.

loyalty-

"no problem."

In the barracks, Yue Fei got up excitedly.

Li Gang has not yet left the phase, Zhao Ding and Hu Quan hold real power, and their main combat faction is strong.

Yue Fei excitedly went to Zong Ze and began to prepare for war.

Parallel time and space.

Su Xi and Ye Mei came to the location of the private auction, a manor outside the city of Kyoto. Su Xi and Ye Mei drove a red Maserati.

Private auctions are generally not big, and there are not many people participating. There are mainly three types of people, rich, noble, and people behind them.

Su Xi felt that she belonged to the third type, and there was someone behind her.

After all, there are some things that are not just about being rich.

The manor is very large, and the owner of the manor is said to be a thousand-year-old nobleman.

Parked the car in front of the manor, the doorman came up to meet him as soon as he got out of the car, handed over the car keys, and walked in with Ye Mei on his arm.

"The two of you, please."

As soon as Su Xi entered, she met Professor Lin Tianxiang.

"professor."

Su Xi pulled Ye Mei to walk two steps quickly, and walked together with the professor.

Professor Lin Tianxiang smiled gently and led the two of them inside.

"The owner of this auction is surnamed Xu, and it is said that he is a descendant of General Xu."

Professor Lin popularized knowledge to the two while walking.

"Mr. Xu has collected a collection of antiques, most of which are from before the Ming Dynasty."

"The ones from the Ming Dynasty were kept by himself, and he plans to auction off the ones from before."

Su Xi nodded.

This is not uncommon for him.

Many antique collectors like a single type of antique, or a certain dynasty.

As for those who collect antiques as soon as they see them, they are antique dealers, or those who have just entered the industry not long ago.

A true lover is one who collects a batch of antiques, picks out the ones he likes, keeps a batch as a gift, and sells the rest.

The auction hall is very simple, it is the living room of the Xu family.

Su Xi and Ye Mei sat down behind Professor Lin.

Look around, there are hundreds of people coming.

From their conversation with Professor Lin, Su Xi found that the people sitting in the first row were generally noble people.

These people are either famous history professors from nearby universities, or ancient masters who can stamp antiques outside.

Those behind and next to them are well-known wealthy people, and those behind them are either nouveau riche or young people who have received invitations with "someone behind them".

Anyway, scattered down, there are hundreds of NO.80 people.

When Su Xi saw Mr. Xu for the first time, she thought she was a teacher.

Wearing a moon-white Republic of China long gown, meticulously combed silver hair, no modern jewelry on her body, a pair of white-rimmed glasses in front of her eyes, a smile on her mouth at all times, and a pair of cloth shoes on her feet at the end, very well maintained, looks like 30 Many years old, but Su Xi guessed that his actual age should be 70 years old.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to have a peer relationship with Professor Lin.

After Mr. Xu came out, Su Xi found that everyone stood up and greeted each other. Only a few old people sitting with Professor Lin in front did not get up.

"I seem to know who he is."

Ye Mei suddenly bit Su Xi's ear and whispered.

Su Xi frowned, grabbed Ye Mei's hand, and exerted a little force, signaling her to be quiet and not to speak.

Ye Mei also gave him a squeeze, expressing her understanding.

"Everyone has come from afar, so I won't bother, let's get to the point."

"I don't like money, and I don't need money."

"The only thing I lack is the story."

"I like to collect antiques, and I prefer to listen to stories about antiques."

"If you guys can help me restore the story, then I'll sell it to you."

Su Xi frowned. This condition is very harsh, but it also fits the strange character of this old man.

"Old Xu, don't you just embarrass yourself?"

A silver-haired old man sitting in front shook his head.

"How do those young people know the story? They just want to buy a few treasures."

Mr. Xu didn't care, and said to himself: "Anyway, I have this personality."

"Also, some treasures need to be authenticated."

Professor Lin sat silently in front of him without speaking.

"On the collection."

As Mr. Xu's voice fell, two cheongsam women with top-notch figure and appearance came up carrying a painting.

The entire painting is covered with a red cloth.

Mr. Xu did not open the painting for the first time, but stepped forward with a smile, and said slowly: "I think everyone has heard the name of the Four Seasons Picture."

Su Xi's heart tightened, and everyone else looked at Mr. Xu in shock, including Professor Lin who had been silent all this time.

"Four Seasons Map by Zhan Ziqian in the Sui Dynasty."

Professor Lin was shocked.

"Is this one of them?"

Professor Lin got up in surprise.

Mr. Xu nodded with a smile, then lifted the red cloth, and what appeared in front of everyone was a picture of a boy playing in the water.

Lifelike, lifelike, eight words can no longer describe it.

It gives people the feeling that they are in it, and the painter's thoughts and charm seem to affect them through time.

Closing her eyes, Su Xi seemed to feel Zhan Ziqian's joy when he was painting this picture.

A few children were playing with water. For the children, water was all they had at that time, and it was the source of their happiness.

But for Zhan Ziqian, painting these children is all he has.

Su Xi, who was thinking with her eyes closed, felt more and more wrong. Although the craftsmanship of this painting had reached the peak, the charm was still a bit lacking.

What is the difference, Su Xi can't tell.

Not only Su Xi, but those sitting in the front and the middle also frowned and thought.

That's right, this painting gave them a very good feeling, basically reaching the best in the painting, but there is something wrong with it.

"Wow, amazing craftsmanship."

"This is no worse than Wu Daozi of the Tang Dynasty."

"Indeed, there are not many people who have achieved this kind of achievement throughout the ages."

"No, it's slightly worse than Wu Daozi's. Last time I saw Wu Daozi's paintings in the Tang Dynasty, they didn't feel hazy at all."

Amidst the discussions of the people behind, the three words hazy sense woke up Su Xi.

Yes, it is hazy.

Looking at the painting again, Su Xi can more and more feel the feeling of flowers in the mirror and moon in the water.

"There is a problem with the painting."

Professor Lin spoke first.

The others fell silent.

"There is a gap between the level of this painting and the legend."

Another old man also spoke.

Su Xi didn't speak.

"Professors, this is already an uncanny skill.

How could it be a fake painting. "

There was another sound of flattering in the arrogance.

Su Xi turned her head to look, and saw an upstart in Armani standing in the middle with a cigar in his mouth.

"And since Mr. Xu took it out, it can't be fake."

Su Xi sneered.

At first glance, this person is here to flatter and mix connections.

(End of this chapter)