The mother of salted fish became popular in the baby complex by fortune-telling

Chapter 57

Xia Zixuan smiled slightly, "I paid for it."

"Buy, bought? For ten dollars?"

Director Li stuttered in surprise.

Xia Zixuan nodded, "Yes."

Did you really buy the authentic work of Master Li Jin for ten yuan?This, this is fake!
In order to confirm his conjecture, Director Li looked at the painting several times from the beginning to the end, including the strokes and colors of the landscape painting, as well as the stamps and signatures on the painting, all of which are authentic works by Master Li Jin himself. !

But, how could such a piece of work with a market price of at least [-] yuan have shrunk to only ten yuan!
Is he crazy, or is the world crazy?
"Queen Xia Ying, do you know that this painting is the authentic work of the well-known contemporary calligraphy and painting master, Master Li Jin?"

As soon as Director Li's words came out, the audience including the netizens in front of the screen were also shocked.

[Who is Li Jin under popular science? 】

[Master Li Jin doesn’t even know, he is not a cultural person at first glance, but I don’t know much about it, I know that he is known as a national treasure-level landscape painting master in our country. An authentic landscape painting from ten years ago was sold at a foreign auction A high price of one million dollars was paid! 】

[The painting Xia Yinghou bought was probably a painting made by Master Li Jin in his spare time, but even for such a painting, the market price would start at [-] at least. The [-] yuan is a bit of a joke! 】

……

Xia Zixuan was slightly startled when she heard Director Li's words, she shook her head and said, "Ah? This, this is what I found out from a grocery and antique store. I thought it was beautiful, and after spending a long time with the store, I only spent ten yuan to get it. down."

[I said that the Summer Shadow Queen is the Koi of the Year, no one denies it, right?The original work that started at [-] yuan was taken by her for ten yuan. Would the shop owner who sold her paintings faint in the toilet crying! 】

[From now on, I will pay homage to the Koi Summer Shadow Queen, bless me with a promotion and salary increase, a healthy family, and a perfect boyfriend! 】

[How else can I say Xia Ying's descendant is so kind-hearted, even God can't help but reward her! 】

……

Netizens here all began to worship the koi.

Xia Zixuan, after figuring out the cause of the matter, spoke again: "Since this painting is so valuable, the seller who sold it to me is at a loss. In this way, I can pay him back the money afterwards, so that I can not delay the congratulatory gift to the village chief." .”

Although it was an accident, Xia Zixuan's rhetoric and deeds won her a lot of goodwill.

It not only sets off her noble character of not being greedy for others, but also highlights her sincerity of being willing to spend [-] yuan to buy this painting and give it to the village chief as a gift.

In an instant, Xia Zixuan's image grew a lot in the eyes of netizens.

However, when the netizens were busy praising Xia Zixuan, Lu Ci'an, who was just staring at the painting, suddenly said, "You don't need to give him money. The shop owner deliberately sold this painting to you at a low price?"

The voice was still light and lazy, without too many emotional ups and downs, but it made the people who heard these words feel puzzled in their hearts.

"Deliberately selling at a low price? Ci'an, what do you mean, the owner knows the original value of this painting, but he still wants to sell it to me at a low price?"

Xia Zixuan was slightly surprised, and didn't understand why Lu Ci'an wanted to speak for her at this moment.

Could it be that he suddenly regretted and wanted to have a good relationship with her?

Xia Zixuan's heart turned back and forth, but Lu Ci'an just nodded calmly: "That's right."

Xia Zixuan pretended to be puzzled and continued to ask: "Why is that?"

[Why else, of course, the shop owner was impressed by our sister Wushuang's charm and beauty! 】

[Can the upstairs Xia Zixuan fan wake up?No matter how great the charm is, it can make people put away a business worth [-] yuan and only sell it for [-] yuan. I am afraid that even the gods will not be treated like this! 】

[No, I feel that there is something in my elder sister Lu's words. 】

……

Obviously, what the fans thought of, Xia Zixuan also thought of it.

For example, the shopkeeper recognized her and was her fan, or they were really impressed by her temperament and appearance, so they were willing to sell it to her at a discount.

Thinking of this, Xia Zixuan couldn't help but straighten her back, as if she wanted more people to admire her charm.

But in the next second, Lu Ci'an's calm voice shattered her narcissistic fantasy.

"Because this painting comes from a haunted house, the owner is haunted by nightmares every day, so he is eager to sell it at a low price."

Xia Zixuan:! ! !

Other guests at the scene:! ! !

Netizens:! ! !

"Lu Ci'an, don't talk nonsense, what came from a haunted house, I think you are just jealous that Zixuan's gift is better than yours, but you haven't seen your gift for a long time, what gift do you want to give to the village chief?"

Upon hearing Lu Ci'an's words, Zhao Yarou angrily taught her a lesson, and mentioned her gift by the way.

Lu Ci'an sighed softly in her heart: These days, why is it so difficult to be a real person.

"If you don't believe me, you can search the Internet for the dismemberment case in Tangchi Town three years ago. Is this painting hanging on the wall where the photos of the crime scene were taken..."

"Also, Master Li Jin's painting is a summer landscape, but there are asymmetrical red plum color spots on the trees in the distant mountains. How can there be cold plum blossoms in summer, so it is not plum blossoms, but Human blood."

When Lu Cian calmed down and interpreted the information on the painting, everyone present, including the netizens in front of the screen, felt a chill in the soles of their feet involuntarily.

Even Zhao Yarou's voice was not as confident as before: "You, how do you know it's summer? Could it be that you can tell the season by looking at a painting?"

Lu Ci'an slowly raised her head, looked at Zhao Yarou sympathetically, then pointed to the word "Xia" on the nomination of the painting, and said lightly: "Isn't it written?"

Zhao Yarou: "..."

[Hahaha, Lu Ci'an was so close to saying "You're blind", Zhao Yarou is miserable, her son can't beat Little Sun and the others, even she can't beat Lu Ci'an, die of laughter! 】

[Holy shit, the corpse dismemberment case in Tangchi Town that Lu Ci'an mentioned three years ago really existed, and the painting on the wall behind it is really this landscape painting, thanks to Master Lu! 】

[Damn it, she was pretended by Lu Ci'an again! 】

……

Since it is a painting of a haunted house, naturally Xia Zixuan can't give it away anymore, please ask the program team to deal with it.

But because the incident happened suddenly, and Xia Zixuan didn't know it in advance, the program team made an exception and allowed her to attend the village head's running water feast without presents.

But even though she was able to participate in the reception banquet, Xia Zixuan still lost a lot of face.

"Zixuan, should I give you my gift?"

Zhao Yarou also knew that she was talking too much, which led to the following series of events, and she was afraid that Xia Zixuan would blame her.

Xia Zixuan naturally blamed Zhao Yarou in her heart, but she still couldn't show it too clearly, after all, she was on the show.

Then he said generously: "It's okay, you are doing it for my own good."

Xia Zixuan's forgiveness made Zhao Yarou blame herself even more, so that all her anger was passed on to Lu Ci'an.

"Lu Ci'an, you haven't said just now, what is the gift you gave the village chief?"

She saw that Lu Ci'an was empty-handed, and she didn't seem to be hiding anything on her body, so she guessed that Lu Ci'an was here to eat with nothing.

Unexpectedly, facing her questioning, Lu Ci'an, who had just walked to the door of the village chief's house, did not rush, and glanced at the young couple walking hand in hand not far away.

"Here, here comes my gift—"

(End of this chapter)