But I don’t know who it was that raised the price to such a high level in one breath. The people who can come to this place now are basically people from the same circle. After taking a closer look, I discovered that it was Li Xiu, the direct grandson of Sima stationed in Jiangnan.
A veritable third generation of top officials.
Three hundred and fifty taels of gold is not a small amount, but he must win these words and paintings. The old man will have his 70th birthday in a few days. I originally thought about coming here to take a jar of wine to celebrate his birthday, but now it seems that this
A word painting is more suitable!
For a while, even if everyone had money, they didn't dare to rob him. If you ask about the people who have the same status as him, there are probably no more than ten people in Long Xia.
"I'll pay five hundred taels!"
But unexpectedly, just when the person stood up and was about to pay the money to pick up the painting, an even more terrifying sound suddenly rang out.
"Five hundred taels of gold, I'll go, whose lady is this rich?"
Everyone looked around. Apart from this astonishing financial strength, what made people even more curious was who dared to confront this grandson of Sima.
But when I saw it clearly, I instantly understood that this lady was the rich lady of the Ministry of Industry at that time, and she was also on good terms with Zhennan Gong's family. The power behind her was no less generous than the grandson of Sima.
The high price of five hundred taels made even Master Li feel overwhelmed for a while.
But due to the importance of this painting, Master Li gritted his teeth and asked: "Um... Sister Cang, is it a waste of five hundred taels of gold to buy such a painting?"
Cang Jin rolled her eyes at her: "I have money but no place to spend it. It's up to you. If you want it, can you bid me a price?"
"You...okay! Add another hundred taels!"
Master Li gritted his teeth and immediately raised the price of the red painting to six hundred taels of gold. This was also his final bottom line. If this girl showed her temper and raised the price, let him give it to him.
"Okay, since you have the money, we won't participate anymore."
After saying these words, he sat back calmly.
What followed was the wonderful expressions on everyone's faces.
Even Chen Mu was staring blankly at this unruly girl.
Grandma didn’t ask him to act as a caretaker.
No matter how stupid he is, anyone with a discerning eye can understand that the young master of the Li family is probably being tricked by the girl of the Cang family.
It can be seen that what could have been done with three hundred and fifty taels was suddenly done by Cang Jin for 600 taels.
Who doesn't know that the daughter of the Cang family is interested in Chen Mu, the king of Shuchuan? At the moment... I'm afraid the two of them are conspiring to raise the price.
"Okay... okay, you are actually teasing me like this, wait!"
Cang Jinji stuck out his tongue naughtily, and then winked at Chen Mu who was sweeping the floor aside. Everyone in the world wanted to get these poems, but in Cang Jin's eyes, poems were of no use, I want people!
For a moment, Chen Mu was speechless. For such a small amount of money, it was not worth offending such a person, but now it is irreversible.
After this small episode, the auction started again, and the next paintings and poems were nothing too outstanding. All ten or twenty paintings were auctioned, but the prices were not very satisfactory.
However, it is precisely because of these slightly ordinary poems that Azolla has a sky-high price of 600 taels of gold.
The poems alone sold more than three thousand taels of gold, and Chen Mu was very satisfied.
Soon, the liquor began to be auctioned again, almost ten large jars. As the quantity increased, the price this time was also greatly reduced.
Each jar cost only a hundred gold, and a dozen jars totaled just over a thousand taels.
The auction lasted from morning to noon. Some brothel courtesans were delighted because they bought Chen Mu's poems at a cheap price. The quality may not be as good as the first poem, but as long as the poems are written by Chen Mu, they can also be sold on the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Get a good ranking.
But unexpectedly, just after everyone left, Li Xiu, who had been tricked before, suddenly came over with dozens of Jiangnan troops.
After seeing this scene, the people who were about to drive away quickly stopped the carriage and watched the show.
"Everyone, stop and watch the show!"
"Hey, this Li Xiu was deceived. She was so panicked that she ruined everything."
The eldest grandson of Jiangnan Sima led his men to smash up the territory of Wang Chenmu whose surname was Wang Chenmu. If anyone misses this, he will regret it for the rest of his life!
These soldiers were well-groomed and were obviously the elite of the Jiangnan Army.
As a top second-generation official, how could Li Xiu not know that although Chen Mu held the title of King of Shuchuan, he was still a commoner.
A prince with no power is nothing to him!
He collaborated with others to defraud him of his money, and the account must be settled today!
"Tear down this shop for me!"
"yes!"
With a shout, everyone picked up their knives and prepared to rush into the shop and start smashing it.
But at this moment, Chen Muchong, dressed as a servant, walked out of the room.
"Hey, Mr. Li, if you have something to say, there's no need to start a war?"
At that moment, twenty members of the Qianjun Battalion also rushed out of the house.
Cang Jin then dismounted and angrily rebuked: "Li Xiu, you are a scoundrel. If you are not convinced, come to me. Why do you bring someone here to gain prestige?"
Li Xiu sneered: "A couple of bastard men and women dare to scheme against me, and I will take care of you both now!"
Then he looked at Chen Mu: "There is no place in this place for you, a scumbag, to talk. Call Chen Mu out. What a bullshit King of Shuchuan. I have to make him lose face today!"
Chen Mu was not angry at all. After all, he had indeed tricked others. He then took out two hundred and fifty taels of gold from the house, walked to Li Xiu's horse and handed it over.
"The King of Shuchuan said that he had no intention of deceiving the young master. To express his apology, the painting will still be counted as the price of three hundred and fifty taels. Do you think that's okay?"
There was a bit of pleading in her tone. She thought she would understand if she gave him enough face, but unexpectedly, Li Xiu raised his foot and kicked the unprepared Chen Mu to the ground.
"Humph, this guy named Chen regrets it now? But if he offends me, it is impossible to let this matter go now? No one can save this bookstore today!"
The kick was quite heavy. Cang Jin hurriedly helped Chen Mu up and said with concern: "Are you okay? This kid needs to be taken care of. Wait until I bring someone over!"
Cang Jin was about to stand up, but Chen Mu held her hand and just said something lightly.
"Need not."
"Then let him smash it..."
Chen Mu touched Cang Jin's head: "I am the King of Shuchuan. I am not afraid of 70,000 prairie cavalry, let alone these dozens of people?"
With just this sentence, all the concerns in Cang Jin's heart were instantly wiped away. Instead, there was only admiration, and she quietly looked at the back of the figure who came forward again.
Yes, he is the unparalleled king of Shuchuan, so why does he need the protection of a woman like himself?