Dreams of Jianghu and Junyan

Chapter 137 Returning to the Garden Renovation
"The one on display now is the 05 work "Waterland in Dreams" by Du Yongqiao, a professor of the Shudu Academy of Fine Arts and known as a master of color. The work is 81 times 116 centimeters. The starting price is 1 yuan." The host introduced. with.

Chen Feng patted his thigh: "This pair is good, and the size is suitable."

Xinyue looked at the painting carefully, it was not in the manual, her eyes lit up: "Isn't this... the Xinshou Village Yanyu Town in the rivers and lakes in the dream!"

"Yeah, Yue'er, remember, before I talk to you in the game, you always like to hang up there, that's the bridge." Chen Feng pointed to the bridge on the picture.

"Because the scenery there is good, is it just because of this?" Xinyue heard the host say that the starting price was [-], and that someone was already increasing the price.

"I thought at the time, if one day I could go to the real Yanyu Town with you, that would be great."

Xinyue frowned slightly: "The starting price is ten thousand."

Chen Feng scratched the tip of her nose: "Is your husband-in-law the CEO? Don't worry, I will do what I can."

There were not many people asking for the price, but each time the price increase was quite large. After several rounds of bidding, the host dropped the hammer three times: "Congratulations to Zong Ji for getting this painting at 8000 yuan."

Xinyue murmured, "What a local tyrant, self-willed."

After waiting for a while, the auction of master-level paintings was basically over.Started to bid for some student works, the prices of these works were low, everyone in the audience raised their hands, and the auction scene suddenly became lively.

"The next work is "Looking Back at the Purple Kite" by Wu Heng, a graduate of the Academy of Fine Arts, 71 by 93 centimeters.

Wu Heng, who was waiting in the background, saw that his classmates were happy when their paintings were sold at high prices, and worried when some of their works failed to be auctioned. He was in mixed feelings.His grades in school were not the best, but they were not bad either. This was the first time his work was auctioned, so he was inevitably nervous.

The price keeps rising and has exceeded 3000 yuan. A few classmates who usually don't have a close relationship have come over and started to congratulate him.

Wu Heng felt a little unreal, and he began to write a thank you note in his mind.

The price has risen to [-], and it has not stopped.From the sound, it seems that the two companies are constantly increasing their prices as if they are competing.The students around were amazed, and some were jealous.

The price was finally sold at 390 yuan.Wu Heng became the one with the highest price of works among all the students.

The teacher came over and told him that his painting was bought by a young president as a gift to his wife, and asked him if he wanted to thank him.

Maxima met Bole, such a good opportunity, thank you is definitely necessary.

"Boss, thank you for buying this painting of mine at a high price. The inspiration for my painting came from Van Gogh's masterpiece. I added my own ideas to express a kind of casual restlessness, as if I wanted to break free from some invisible shackles. That feeling." Wu Heng muttered to himself softly practicing his thank you speech.

Then he took a deep breath and followed the teacher to the auction site.His classmates quietly followed behind and watched from a distance.

The teacher looked at Wu Heng, and introduced to Chenfeng and Xinyue: "Mr. Ji, Mrs. Ji, this is Wu Heng, the student painter of the iris flower you took."

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows in disbelief: "Little monk?"

"Master Fengjue! Mantou girl!" All the thank you words in Wu Heng's mind disappeared in shock.

Chen Feng smiled and hugged him: "I didn't expect this painting to be drawn by you, I never knew you were a painter."

"No, no, no, I don't dare to be a painter, I'm just a fresh graduate."

"Yue'er likes this painting very much, it's really fate. Let's go, Yue'er just said that she was hungry, let's go eat and chat while eating." Chen Feng lifted his shoulder.

Those students behind Wu Heng were stunned. An unknown student was appreciated by the domineering president with just one painting, and it became a good talk in the school for a while.

Chongyang City.

Ye Shiluo directed the workers to enter the construction site in Guiyuan: "Clear out all the weeds, and don't want these trees. Speed ​​up."

Fang Yulu walked behind Ye Shiluo, and suddenly poked her head out: "Brother Shiluo, the front desk said they received a big courier, and it belongs to you."

Ye Shiluo remained expressionless: "I haven't bought anything recently."

"It said it was sent from Qianqiu City, do you have friends in Qianqiu City?" Fang Yulu said casually.

Ye Shiluo frowned slightly, then turned around and walked towards the front desk.

Fang Yulu was curious about what was in the big courier, so she followed behind him.

When Ye Shiluo got the express delivery, he opened it on the spot, and a touch of blue and purple came into view.

There was a blue-purple card sandwiched beside the picture frame, and Ye Shiluo couldn't wait to open it and take a look.

Fang Yulu stood opposite Ye Shiluo, and from her perspective, she couldn't see the contents of the card.But she noticed Ye Shiluo's expression, first opened the card cautiously, then frowned slightly, and then slowly relaxed, there seemed to be an imperceptible smile on the corner of her mouth.

Fang Yulu also noticed the flickering of his eyes. He seemed to read it again after reading it once, which made her more curious about the content on the card.

She carefully moved to Ye Shiluo's side, and only slightly stretched her head out, was glared at by Ye Shiluo.

Ye Shiluo carefully put the card into his pocket, and told the front desk: "Help me deliver the painting to my room, be careful not to bump it."

Then he looked down, seeming to be in deep thought. Fang Yulu had played with him since she was a child and knew him very well. He must be thinking about something important with this action, and she didn't dare to disturb him.

Ye Shiluo seemed to have thought of something, and walked quickly to the garden.

Fang Yulu asked the front desk: "What's the name of the person who sent this painting?"

"Shen Xinyue." The front desk replied.

"Shen... Xinyue." Fang Yulu repeated silently, and then asked, "Is this a guest who came here before?"

"I came here two days before the Tea Expo." The front desk was deeply impressed by the name, because since Shen Xinyue left, Ye Shiluo and Ye Qingming both asked her for her information, and now it was Fang Yulu's turn to ask.

"How old are you? How do you look?" This is what Fang Yulu is most concerned about. Two days before the tea fair, she and her father were busy with the tea fighting competition, so they didn't come to the resort for two or three days.

The front desk recalled: "In my 20s, very beautiful and pure."

Fang Yulu quickened her pace and walked towards the garden, wanting to ask what was the relationship between Ye Shiluo and this Shen Xinyue, and why she gave him a gift.

Fang Yulu walked to the garden, Ye Shiluo stood blankly by the river, and the captain of the engineering team went over to confirm with him what he needed to buy.

"Master Ye, the muck truck for backfilling the river is expected to enter the site tomorrow."

"Fill cofferdams, pump water with sewage pumps, desilt the river with sewage suction pumps, build solid fences around the river, and erect wooden plank roads." Ye Shiluo said slowly.

"Isn't it filling the river? Changing to dredging? In that case, in addition to the sewage pump and sewage suction pump, we also need to rent pontoons, long-arm excavators, ordinary excavators, and loaders."

Ye Shiluo didn't care about these things: "As I said, make a new construction budget for me."

The construction leader asked: "The purchase of sunflower plants and soil has not changed?"

"Change irises, that's the kind." Pointing to a few purple irises by the river, he took a deep breath, exhaled it again, and added, "Just purple and white."

Fang Yulu couldn't bear it anymore when she heard this, she stepped forward and asked, "Why? Didn't you agree to change the Garden of Return into a sunflower field?"

Ye Shiluo didn't have much reaction to her questioning, and replied coldly: "I do things, so I don't need you to direct me."

"Is it because of that Shen Xinyue? The painting she gave you is drugged? It made you so fascinated?"

(End of this chapter)