Chapter 946 The starting price is one thousand taels
But... what made Chen Fu'an unhappy was that even though he mocked Yi Xiaotian on the stage, the other party remained unmoved.
Not only was he unmoved, but...Yi Xiaotian even put on an indifferent face and said to Chen Fuan with a hint of regret:
"That's it, tsk tsk, that's such a pity."
It's as if... it's as if Chen Fuan missed a precious opportunity by not buying the word.
"Hmph...you are just using your words now, these rags...ahem..."
Chen Fuan muttered to the side, while Huang Ming huddled nervously next to him. Someone in front of him seemed to have heard Chen Fuan's mutter, turned around, and glared at him viciously.
With the previous lesson learned, Chen Fuan did not intend to entangle at all, he coughed twice and walked over.
And his eyes gradually drifted to a corner of this top-floor pavilion. Huang Xiang...that is, his cheap father-in-law, did not have any excitement on his face at this moment, which was somewhat unexpected by Chen Fuan.
"What did your father do? This nearly one thousand taels of silver can't be worth nearly ten years of savings, right? Could it be that he has something else..."
"No...not sure..."
Huang Ming did not dare to say a word that she had been afraid of for a long time. She, who had once made all the changes, was in front of this group of big shots - even if they were not big shots, as long as some young and energetic people could stand up to her and her arrogant husband,
Her timid and fearful character was fully exposed.
Seeing Huang Ming's trembling and hopeless look, Chen Fu'an curled his lips and didn't intend to count on her anymore.
Sitting in the last row, he felt indescribably awkward as he looked at the auction that was still going on in front of him.
He always felt that today... the development of things was a bit beyond his expectation.
But he couldn't tell exactly what was strange.
There was only one thing he could confirm - this boy Zhantang, he must make him pay the price.
——
An auction that was supposed to be harmonious turned into a mess because of the intrusion of a clown.
Even those guests who bought their favorite works were unhappy because of Chen Fuan's ridicule.
An awkward atmosphere pervaded the venue, but... the auction continued.
Soon, the auction reached its final stage.
The remaining calligraphy works are all works at the absolute pinnacle of Huang Xiang's skills.
Prices, of course, are also rising.
"Four hundred taels! Lord Zhang Hong offered four hundred taels of silver for this "Civil and Military Generals' Team Poster". Is there a higher price?"
Yi Xiaotian was carrying out his own work in a decent manner. The "Civil and Military Generals' Team Post" beside him was an old work that Huang Xiang had re-written a few days ago, relying on the power of the new inkstone. Although
It is an old work, but it was unanimously considered by everyone present to be the most valuable treasure of this calligraphy exhibition.
In fact, the price of four hundred taels is definitely worthy of Huang Xiang’s hard work.
After hearing the words four hundred taels, even Huang Xiang who was standing aside became a little nervous.
"Four hundred taels, twice!"
As the main photographer, Zhang Hong is still alive. He stroked his beard with a smile - four hundred taels of silver is not a small amount, but he is usually frugal. If it is for his own hobbies, he would pay four hundred taels of silver.
He was still willing to be so generous.
Chen Fuan, who was far away, finally behaved for a while. Seeing that it was Zhang Hong who had taken action, he did not dare to raise his eyebrows again.
To be honest, he was quite unhappy when the auction came to this point. Although it ruined the mood of some people and lowered the prices of many works to some extent,... in his opinion, the Emperor Elephant was still a profitable one.
The bowl is full.
"Damn...that position...that position should have been mine..."
Even though he was itching with hatred, Chen Fuan did not continue to pester him.
"Hmph...wait until the auction is over...see how I treat you kid!"
While he was muttering, Yi Xiaotian on the stage also knocked the gavel at the same time:
"Four hundred taels, three times! Deal!"
"Master Zhang, congratulations!"
"Hahaha... It's worth it. This "Civil and Military Generals' Team Calligraphy" is actually one of the highest quality calligraphy works that I have seen over the years. I only paid four hundred taels of silver, but I feel like I missed something——
I would like to thank you all for giving me this face!"
Zhang Hong smiled and cupped his hands, and people around him also sent compliments.
Everything seemed so harmonious.
Yi Xiaotian on the stage seemed to be making his final remarks:
"Then this "Civil and Military Generals' Team Letter" will be sent to your residence in the near future. Please prepare your money as well——"
"Today's auction ends here... Although, I really want to say this, but in fact-"
As a result, later on, Yi Xiaotian suddenly changed the subject, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said:
"Actually, in today's auction, there is also a work that Master Huang has collected for many years - it seems to be a masterpiece that Master Huang planned to keep when he communicated with Master Zhong Yao in the north in the future... But today, for a certain person, he specially put this
Make a sacrifice and express your feelings."
As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was in an uproar.
There is no need to say who Zhong Yao is. Anyone here, as long as they pay a little attention to calligraphy, it is impossible not to know the name Zhong Yao.
For these people, although the three families of Sun, Cao, and Liu wanted to share the world, after all, it was still the world of the Han Dynasty - they did not mind Zhong Yao's identity.
When they heard that it was for communicating with Zhong Yao, it was a masterpiece of calligraphy written by Huang Xiang. The eyes of all the guests, including Zhang Hong and Yufan, were all widened.
They have never heard of this.
"It's actually a work to communicate with Master Zhong... It seems that Master Huang has completely cheered up?"
Zhuge Jin said with a smile on the side that he and Chunyu Shi also bought the copybook on a whim today. Although they spent money, they did not feel that there was any loss.
And on the other side——
"What...what's going on?"
Zhang Hong sounded confused, while Yu Fan on the side was thinking more. He said in surprise:
"Could it be...could it be that this is today's 'finale'?"
Seeing this, Huang Xiang hurriedly came to explain to the two of them... He didn't want the two of them to misunderstand. In fact, Yi Xiaotian boasted so much, but he didn't feel that his work was so precious.
It's just...it's just that Yi Xiaotian asked so, so he did it.
It’s all about what’s next…
Chen Fu'an, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped. He took Huang Ming with him and looked back in confusion, only to find that Yi Xiaotian had already sent someone to move out a rather huge copybook.
He also had some doubts.
But after hearing what Yi Xiaotian explained, he paused for an unknown amount of time before Chen Fuan suddenly laughed out loud.
"This is the "Declaration Form". Many years ago, Master Zhong Yao wrote the same copybook, but - one is in small regular script, and the other is in cursive script. You have expertise in the art, and you have to judge for yourself.
.”
"Incidentally--"
Yi Xiaotian added one last sentence.
But the words he added made Chen Fuan behind him laugh even more crazily.
"The starting bid for this copybook is one thousand taels of silver."
