"Next is our last item today. I think all guests know about the origin of this item. That's right, this is a painting and calligraphy. The rumors originated from Loulan, which I don't know if it exists! It's at least three thousand years old!"

The person in charge of the auction said a lot of words and took out the calligraphy and painting.

"How wonderful! How wonderful!"

"Even if this is not a Loulan thing, it is also a masterpiece of everyone!"

"Yes, the place where this painting is so prosperous in ancient times, either Jiangnan or the imperial city, but according to my opinion, this is not like the imperial city of the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, or Jiangnan. Could it be that it was really the prosperous area of ​​the ancient Loulan Kingdom at that time?"

The conversations of people around him made Chen Lian's eyes also gather on the calligraphy and painting.

It was a landscape picture, and the words he wrote were written next to it in words that he couldn't understand.

The painting is a prosperous city with peddlers and barons, noble young men parading on the streets, and flower boats and tall buildings...

"Don't the teacher remember? This is your masterpiece. It should be when the Double Ninth Festival of September was climbing high. My father set up a family dinner at Zhaixing Tower. Everyone was competing for the attention of my father. Only the teacher was holding a pen to draw this painting... Time passed so quickly, it has been three thousand years."

Chen Lian was not scared by Xuanye who suddenly appeared next to him. He said lightly: "Is that so? I have no impression."

Not to mention that he is not the original body, he has only been using the original body for less than a hundred years. The original body himself may have forgotten a painting he made for three thousand years.

Seeing Chen Lian like this, Xuanye really believed that Chen Lian had really forgotten the Loulan time.

"Does the teacher want to take this painting?"

Chen Lian: "Photo!"

Xuanye smiled, disappeared again, and when he appeared again, he was already next to Shi Daidai.

Chen Lian looked back at Dai Dai's direction and thought to himself that Xuanye had lived in this world for three thousand years. Although his soul had not dissipated, it had been too long and his judgment had also declined.

He saw that at this time, there was nothing like the person he was looking for.

but……

Chen Lian raised his eyebrows, why did he remind Xuanye that he was looking for the wrong one for his lover?

Just because he called him a teacher?

Oh.

How could Chen Lian be so easy to talk to?

The starting price of the painting was 500,000 yuan, which increased tenfold in a short time.

Seeing that Chen Lian looked faint, Fu Zijin didn't know whether he wanted to take a photo, so he called out a price: "Six million!"

This price is obviously not enough to win this item.

Chen Lian signaled him not to yell in a hurry, and raised the card when the price soared to 30 million: "One hundred million."

This is directly increased by two thousand times based on the auction price.

Now, everyone who knew and did not know Chen Lian's identity noticed him.

There are not many people who can take out 100 million to take a lot, but there are very few people like this, let alone this person is still a new face.

Now, Bo Ze, who just called 30 million, looked a little bad.

He looked at Chen Lian, but who knew that Chen Lian had no intention of birds at all.

He felt depressed, and his eyes looked at Lin Qian, who was staring at the calligraphy and painting, and said, "150 million!"

"Wow, Bo Ze is crazy. He actually used 150 million to shoot such a painting that is not true or false!"

Fu Zijin, who was nervous because Chen Lian spoke for 100 million, said in an exaggerated tone.

He looked at Chen Lian from the corner of his eyes, thinking in his heart how to let the young uncle who lived in seclusion know how big a 100 million figure is!

It is true that the Fu family has money. He is doing a good job now, but he still feels sorry for spending 100 million to buy a painting of calligraphy and painting!

Not to mention, the price has reached 150 million now!

Mom, Bo’s family makes so much money, and they use 100 million to buy a calligraphy and painting.

Chen Lian: "Two million!"

"boom"

Not to mention how many people think that Bo Ze’s 150 million yuan made him crazy, the 200 million yuan that Chen Lian called at this time really made many people present feel dreamy.

These 200 million are probably the sum of the previous items.

Many celebrities and wealthy businessmen are already speculating on Chen Lian's identity.

A joke, if someone who can use 200 million to shoot a collection will definitely not have a low status.

Not to mention, the collection that this person is now competing for is what Bo Ze wants.

Since you dare to bid under Bo Ze's mouth, it means that your identity is at least stronger than Bo Ze.

The other person's little Jiujiu Fu Zijin didn't know, he only knew that his heart was constantly trembling by the 200 million Chen Lian said.

Mama Mia!

He must have heard these 200 million yuan wrongly, right?

Bo Ze was also shocked by the price Chen Lian called.

He pursed his lips and looked at Chen Lian through the crowd with a gloomy expression.

Chen Lian noticed him now, and his purple air and golden light were lingering on his head. Even if he was not the son of luck, he would be considered a genius in this world.

Such people generally have a more arrogant mentality, and there are still few daughters of destiny like Qiao Shi'an.

Chen Lian was even wondering if this genius had already stolen him in his heart.

At this time, Lin Qian, who had been ecstatic for a long time, also recovered. She had a delicate heart. She probably knew that the reason why Bo Ze snatched this item with someone was because of her.

She said lightly: "Mr. Bo, you don't have to do this."

Bo Ze's heart was suddenly relieved by Lin Qian's words.

The news of the two's divorce has not been announced yet, so the organizer naturally put the couple's seats together.

He lowered his voice and said, "Qianqian, can we really not go back?"

Lin Qian's expression was very cold, "Mr. Bo, I have said more than once. Lin Qian, who admires Mr. Bo, is dead."

And she is just a soul from three thousand years ago.

Lin Qian, who has truly loved Bo Ze and was also severely injured by him, has no idea where he has gone.

Perhaps, she went to her and lived in the difficult palace three thousand years ago.

Bo Ze naturally couldn't hear all the meaning from Lin Qian's words.

He only thought that Lin Qian was injured by him and could not accept him any longer.

In the end, he was in a depressed mood and did not participate in the auction again.

Of course, the number of 200 million is indeed too big.

It’s not that he can’t come up with it, but that it’s not worth it.

"Photo, I took it, use two, two hundred million!"

Fu Zijin simply didn't know what expressions he should use to express his inner collapse.

Why did he make a boast about Haikou before?

Chen Lian looked at his expression from the side and suddenly felt a bit of evil.

"Zi Jinnie, thank you. I really like calligraphy and painting."

Fu Zijin said with a bitter face: "Uncle, no, no, no thanks!" He was wondering how to raise 200 million yuan in working capital.

Fu Zijin was always worried here and didn't notice Chen Lian's joking eyes.

So, when he saw Chen Lian opening the box of antiques at the No. 44 Linxi Road store, such as gold and jade, he was completely confused.
Chapter completed!