Chapter 796 Lotus Staff
"The wolf's shadow! The squirrel on the branch is clearly visible! It's so lifelike, a truly well-painted painting..."
"Who painted this? What's his name? The Old Man from Nanshan?"
"I'll try to bid too, just to join in the fun. I'm sure I won't get the photo in the end anyway. Otherwise, if I don't bid the second best price during the show, I'll be embarrassed if I tell others about it."
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"Sixty thousand!"
"Seventy thousand!"
"Eighty thousand!"
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It was bustling outside, but Jiang Lianzhu and the others stopped.
Silangjun had just made a start, and he didn't expect to get what he wanted at the lowest price.
He will come again after everyone else has applauded.
The more Jiang Lianzhu looked at the painting, the more she wanted to take a picture of it.
"Is there any difference? There is no moon up here? Is it hidden and I can't see it?" Silangjun touched his chin and asked in a low voice.
Jiang Lianzhu shook her head. "No, there's no moon circling, and I don't sense any magical power! I just have this strange feeling. I must take a picture of it. Fourth brother, this painting must be very important to me."
Silangjun studied the painting again, but still couldn't figure it out.
"Then take the picture. Sometimes intuition is important."
This kind of painting generally has collection value and the added value is not high. Only those who know the business will spend a lot of money to buy it. Most people will not follow suit.
Those people on the first floor who were jokingly bidding became almost silent after the price reached 100,000.
If it really falls into their hands, they will be in tears.
Silangjun shouted again, "One hundred and one hundred thousand."
Now, everyone was just watching the fun and not saying anything.
The host started the countdown.
Just when Jiang Lianzhu was about to smile with relief, suddenly, a voice, neither male nor female, came from a private room on the third floor.
"One hundred and fifty thousand."
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the auction hall became lively again.
The host seized the opportunity and said passionately, "Nanshan Laosou's painting of distant mountains and nearby waters started at 50,000 and has now reached a high of 150,000. Is there anyone still bidding? Distinguished guests, please take a closer look. This painting has a profound artistic conception. Nanshan Laosou is the foremost landscape painter in the Confucian school over the past few hundred years. His landscape paintings are still unsurpassed..."
Because of the host's enthusiastic explanation and the bidding of the big guys in the two private rooms on the third floor, many people who were not optimistic about the painting started to take a second look at the landscape painting.
Someone on the second floor also started bidding.
The arrogant woman who wanted to buy a whip before, "180,000!"
"Two hundred thousand!" The voice on the third floor, neither male nor female, continued to add.
Other people on the second floor also began to re-estimate the value of this picture.
"Two hundred and ten thousand!"
"Two hundred and twenty thousand!"
There was another round of heated bidding outside.
There was no sound from Jiang Lianzhu and the others again.
Silangjun’s strategy was to wait for them to applaud before he would make an offer.
There was no sound from the private room on the third floor either.
It’s as if they don’t care what price others offer, and they don’t want Silangjun and his friends to win the bid.
Then, at the end of the auction, no one bid anymore, so Si Langjun raised the price to 300,000.
Immediately afterwards, in the private room on the third floor, 350,000 was offered.
Jiang Lianzhu frowned, "Fourth brother, this person seems to be doing this on purpose! She seems to know that we are determined to win. If we shoot like this, we will be at a great disadvantage..."
No matter how much money you have, you can't let people raise the price maliciously like this.
Silangjun smiled faintly, "I've also found out. We won't bid here, let the people on the second floor do it."
"Second floor? Are there still our people on the second floor?" Jiang Lianzhu looked over.
Silangjun said, "Yes, there are two."
Jiang Lianzhu gave Silangjun a thumbs up.
Great!
He is worthy of being her genius fourth brother!
He had taken such situations into account.
Also, Si Langjun is really worth a lot of money. Even his subordinates are qualified to enter the second floor as VIPs, and the amount of capital verification is quite high.
"Three hundred and fifty thousand, is there anyone else bidding? Authentic works like this are rare, so hurry up if you like them!" The host called out several times, but Silangjun didn't accept the bid.
Just as the host was about to beat the drum, a very inconspicuous and polite scholar on the second floor who had just bid made another bid.
"Three hundred and sixty thousand."
Everyone looked towards the private room where Jiang Lianzhu and the others were.
Si Langjun decisively said, "Give up."
Everyone looked at another private room on the third floor, and there was no sound from that room either.
Once the third floor gave up the bid, no one else dared to bid. It would be crazy to buy an ancient painting for viewing for more than 300,000 yuan.
Only the disciples of Confucianism would spend so much money.
If they get a piece of cake, they can still admire it themselves and ask their literary friends to show off. Ordinary people can only vomit blood if they get a piece of cake.
The host finally beat the drum, "Congratulations to this distinguished guest! He spent 360,000 to buy the Nanshan Old Man's painting of distant mountains and nearby waters!"
Jiang Lianzhu raised her eyebrows and said to Si Langjun, "Fourth brother, is this one of your men?"
"Yes. The picture can't be delivered right now. It's too eye-catching. You can only see it after you go back."
Jiang Lianzhu said, "How about this, Fourth Brother, let's go. We've got the whip and the picture. The morning session is almost over. Let's leave first, go back and study, and come back for the afternoon session."
She couldn't wait any longer, as she felt that something in the picture was calling her.
As for the whip, she didn't study it carefully, but just took a quick look. There was definitely something fishy about the Vientiane Weapon Shop.
Silangjun stood up and said, "Okay."
The two were just about to leave the private room.
Suddenly, the host below started auctioning the next item.
"Dear guests, distinguished guests, the item up for auction is also a special spiritual object, a broken lotus staff. Its origin is mysterious. The staff is adorned with ancient lotus patterns, with intricate designs. At special times, there are even light patterns that fluctuate. I can't explain its specific function. Anyway, there must be experts here who know the value of it. Please come and see for yourself. The starting price is 100,000..."
Jiang Lianzhu paused.
She subconsciously looked back.
It was a broken stick that was only as long and thick as a forearm. The stick body was dark green in color, and no one knew what material it was made of. Anyway, the cracks were very obvious and could be seen clearly, one after another, with mottled marks.
There are lotus patterns carved on it, with lotus buds that have not yet bloomed.
But if you look closely, you will see that there is a round object in the middle of the lotus!
The faint light patterns seemed to be overflowing from the round object in the middle of the lotus pattern.
Like moonlight?
When Jiang Lianzhu came to this realization, the magic power in her body began to surge.
I can't even restrain myself.
It was as if all the magical power in the body was drawn out by the broken lotus-patterned staff.
Silangjun turned around, "What's wrong? Lianzhu?"
Jiang Lianzhu pointed at the lotus-patterned staff below, her voice filled with suppressed excitement.
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