"If there is nothing else, please come back in three months."
Seeing Qian Wagguan's silence, the steward said impatiently, as the only auction house in the city and a descendant of the Situ family, one of the four major families, this person has the ability to be arrogant.
Qian Wankuan woke up with a start, rolled his eyes, and sneered: "What kind of heavenly paintings are you talking about? This painting of mine can instantly kill hundreds of your heavenly paintings. If you don't believe me, call an appraiser."
"Um?"
The steward's eyes suddenly turned cold. He knew the value of those hundreds of heavenly paintings. They would definitely sell for a sky-high price this time. How could this person be so talkative? How dare a mere Vajra Realm warrior be so presumptuous?
If this wasn't the Situ family's chamber of commerce, the manager would definitely ask someone to give Qian Wanguan away. He paused and sneered: "What if these three paintings are not valuable?"
Qian Wanguan was unable to get off his donkey, so he could only insist on saying: "If it's valuable, let me do whatever you want."
"good"
The steward stood up and shouted coldly: "If it is really a treasure, we will auction it for you for free this time. If it is not worth 300 million sky stones, then I have no choice but to ask you to crawl out. Someone... go ask Mr. Yang to come and appraise it."
"
The manager made it clear that if the painting was valuable, he could auction it for free. If it was not worth 300 million, he would break Qian Wanguan's legs and let him crawl out.
Qian Wagguan's mouth twitched. Breaking his leg was a trivial matter, but there were people inside and outside the Chamber of Commerce. It would be embarrassing for him to crawl out like this. Thinking of the mocking and sarcastic looks of countless people, his body suddenly tensed up.
"Is this painting really worth 300 million?"
He didn't know, he could only hope that Feng Luan and Jiang Yi wouldn't lie to him, otherwise he would be so ugly today.
"Swish, swish, swish"
Not long after, an old man wearing a white robe walked out. This old man was really old. His white beard was as high as his chest, and his eyes were a little cloudy. He walked slowly, as if he might collapse at any moment.
Down…
The old man seemed to have a very high status. The middle-aged steward quickly walked over, supported the old man and said, "Old Yang, please help me appraise the value of these three paintings."
"Open it"
Yang Lao waved his hand, and two waiters quickly opened a Zen wooden box, took out a painting and placed it on the green wood table. Everyone's eyes also looked at the painting, and everyone was stunned when they saw it.
“Good painting”
Even an ignorant person like Qian Wagguan felt very good after taking a look at this painting. It was several times better than what he had painted before. This painting was "Sorrow", and it was about Jiang Bieli looking up into the sky without hesitation.
The scene of the big handprint flying away, the aura of destruction contained in that big handprint, made Qian Waguan's soul tremble.
"Prince Jiang..."
Qian Waguan rarely sheds tears, and he had the urge to shed tears when he saw this painting. He had heard that Jiang Bieli died to save Jiang Yi, but Jiang Yi just mentioned it casually. Only now did he know what Jiang Bieli was.
Dead.
The old sheep's thin body was like an epileptic attack. His cloudy eyes were full of sparkle. His trembling hands wanted to touch the painting, but he was afraid of damaging it, so he didn't dare to do it. The gentle look in his eyes, just look at it.
When he came to the woman he loved most, his lips trembled and he said to himself: "Okay, what a painting. I have seen countless famous paintings in my life. I was also lucky enough to see the sacred painting handed down by the Buddha Emperor, but this painting
…at least ranked in the top ten.”
"Well"
The steward didn't know how to paint, but after a few glances, he knew that the painting was very precious. The most important thing was that Mr. Yang's reaction scared him. Mr. Yang was not just an ordinary appraiser, he was also a member of the Situ family.
The name is a powerful elder with great authority. The name Situ Yang still has great influence at this moment. Because he is too old, Mr. Yang has not been in charge of things in recent years, but his son is now one of the eighteen elders of the Situ family.
Situ Yang is one of the three major painters appraisers of the Chamber of Commerce. He has seen many famous paintings in his life. He said that if it ranks among the top ten, the value of this painting will be immeasurable...
"Quick, quick, open the two outer paintings"
Yang Lao looked at it for a while, then gave an order to the waiter next to him with trembling hands. The two men quickly and carefully opened the other two Zen wooden boxes. After a few glances, Yang Lao's body trembled even more, and he said repeatedly: "Miss you,
Sad, emotional? Well, well, a masterpiece, a masterpiece. Situ Hong has designated these three paintings as the finale of the second phase of the auction. These three paintings will definitely make this auction a higher level. If not
The family law stipulates that no one in the family can participate in the auction, so I will buy these three paintings even if I lose everything."
"this"
Steward Situ Hong's mouth twitched, wishing he could give himself a few slaps. The finale of the second stage? The value of these three paintings is absolutely immeasurable. According to the regulations of the auction, 10% must be handed over to the auction house, which is also a huge income.
.
Qian Wan Guan was delighted. It turned out that Feng Luan had not lied to him. He had made a lot of money this time. He glanced at Yang Lao and Situ Hong and said faintly: "Master Steward, are these three paintings worth 300 million? Then what you just said
Does the free auction count? If it cannot be auctioned, I can only find other chambers of commerce to sell it."
"What?"
When Mr. Yang heard Qian Wankuan's words, he glanced at Situ Hong with a cold light in his eyes and said, "This painting can't be auctioned, so what other treasures can be auctioned? Situ Hong, what are you doing? Why is it free?"
Situ Hong's expression changed. At this moment, he wanted to die. He quickly apologized to Yang Lao and explained a few words through the voice transmission. Then he bowed to Qian Wagguan and said, "This distinguished guest is too young to recognize the treasure."
, I have neglected our distinguished guest. Our Situ Chamber of Commerce has accepted these three paintings and guaranteed them to be auctioned as the finale of the second stage. Look at the handling fee.
“The handling fee can be paid”
Qian Wanguan paused and said, "But I want to advance 300 million heavenly stones."
"Okay, no problem. Someone will take this distinguished guest down to go through the formalities." Situ Hong smiled broadly and said at the same time: "In addition, I will give this gentleman a VIP token."
Qian Wagguan followed the waiter down with satisfaction. As long as the painting could be sold at a high price, it didn't matter if he paid a handling fee. It was not a good thing to offend the Situ family in Shenci City.
"bastard"
When Qian Wanguan went down, Yang Lao became angry, glared at the steward and said, "Situ Hong, you don't want to be a steward, right?"
"Forgive me, Mr. Yang. It is true that I did not handle this matter well. I will apologize to my family later." Situ Hong apologized and bowed. Although Mr. Yang didn't care about the matter, if he really spoke, he could be punished with just one sentence.
Get lost.
He glanced at the signatures on the three paintings and quickly changed the subject: "Old Yang, I have something important to report. Look at the signatures on these three paintings."
"Yi Piaopiao, what's wrong?" Yang Lao glanced at it and asked curiously.
Situ Hong fired a burst of Yuan Power from his hand, opened the small hall's ban, and said through a message: "Lao Yang, the Qu family sent six hundred heavenly paintings for auction before, all of which were pictures of volcanic eruptions on the sea. You should have heard about it, right? What six hundred paintings were sent to the auction?
The signatures on hundreds of paintings are all by Yi Piao Piao."
"Um?"
Situ Yang's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and he shouted: "Immediately report to the family and ask the head of the family to make a decision. Such talents must be recruited as soon as possible. If you are recruited by other families, I will kill you."