Huang Guanyang had seen this post with his own eyes, and after confirming that it was sold by Jin Feng and Qin Yunhua, he immediately gave an explanation to Chen Qingzhi.

When Chen Qingyi heard Jin Feng's name, he was scared and excited.

The reason for the excitement is that the bookpost in the hand of this young man who has tested all the masters and grandmasters must be true.

As soon as this treasure is auctioned, it will be a sensation in the world, and there is a 90% chance that it will create a historical record for calligraphy this year.

If this book is sold, the commission drawn by the auction house is in the millions.

Chen Qingzhi will never let go of this big business.

There are too many reasons to be afraid.

Up to now, up and down the Xia family, there is no one who does not hate Jin Feng to the core.

However, against Jin Feng, there is really no way to deal with him.

So, Chen Qingzhi, who was in Tiandu City, immediately found Bao Guoxing, Luo Ting and Xia Yuzhou.

Several old men thought it was incredible when they heard that Jin Feng was going to sell paintings.

It is impossible to say that Su Shi's handwriting is not cherished, Jin Laosan is also an expert, and he will not fail to understand the collection value of this kind of calligraphy.

This kind of book is a favorite of every collector, especially in today's environment where there are so many rich owners that they can't buy the real thing with money.

If this book post is released, it will break 100 million in minutes.

The three old foxes discussed it together, and immediately came to a conclusion.

Jin Laosan is short of money.

Otherwise, Jin Laosan wants to do big things.

If it weren't for these two reasons, Jin Laosan would never have been able to sell Su Shi's handwriting.

"If he wants to sell, then let him sell!"

"You take this order. ”

After receiving the replies from the three uncles, Chen Qingzhi asked loudly: "Will there be any problems with the handwriting?"

Chen Qingzhi knew the answer to this question, but he couldn't help but ask it.

There is no doubt that his problem was suddenly met with six blank eyes from the three uncles.

"The thing that the god has seen is absolutely genuine. ”

After Chen Qingzhi left, the three old foxes looked at each other, and suddenly asked in unison.

"Where did he get so many treasures?"

Chen Qingzhi was instructed by the three uncles, and immediately flew to Jincheng to find Jin Feng, took the "Uncle Sticker" to sign the consignment auction contract, and followed the direct flight to the magic capital to prepare.

As a result, a phone call from Tiandu City summoned Chen Qingzhi and "Uncle Post" to the past at night.

What happened this night, Chen Qingzhi has been tight-lipped and has not told anyone, but he is so excited that he almost had a heart attack.

The National Day holiday has been a week, and the advertisements for discounts in roadside shops have not been removed, and the strong atmosphere of the National Day is still in the air and will not be dispersed.

October is arguably the best season of the year.

Autumn is high, refreshing, blue sky, white clouds, and golden sycamore leaves on the roadside.

The brilliant afternoon sun shines on the ground through the shade of the plane trees on the side of Fuxing Road, and hundreds of millions of points of light are like stars.

Streets full of European style. A hundred years of all kinds of ancient buildings, few passers-by in the afternoon.

With the golden leaves flying, a car slowly drove by, bringing up pieces of sycamore gold leaves, just like the most beautiful oil painting.

At this moment, it is like a time chaos, where a hundred years of history continue, trace, flip and refresh.

The red ancient buildings of the windmill country full of creepers, and the white and white villas of the Gallic rooster country, silently show the past glory to the pedestrians and vehicles, as well as the vicissitudes of a hundred years.

Turning into the west road, there is a huge villa western-style building, which is where Jin Feng stays.

After coming to the magic capital, to Jin Feng's surprise, Bao Jiapeng did not take himself to any hotel, but Bentley sent it directly here.

A place that is both familiar and unfamiliar.

The eldest young master Bao Jiapeng sent Jin Feng here, and after arranging for an explanation, he immediately got in the car and left.

This beast!

The first time he took a plane, Jin Feng tightly grasped the armrest and closed his eyes, revealing his muscles.

As soon as Bao Jiapeng got on the plane, he immediately asked the flight attendant to close the curtains and turn on the dazzling night lighting mode......

The four graceful, touching, shy and shy stewardesses gently loosened their tight restraints at the moment when the song sounded......

In an instant, the lady becomes a hot girl......

Sven scum plus witch ......

At that end, the colorful lights were gorgeous, the songs were loud and high-pitched, the subwoofer exploded, and the four snake-like stewardesses performed thrilling hot dances around Bao Jiapeng.

Unsightly!

On the other side, Jin Feng gritted his teeth and tried not to spit it out.

With a flight of 13,000 kilometers at a speed of Mach 13,000 kilometers worth 600 million yuan, the landing of the world's fastest, largest and most luxurious private business airliner has finally come to an end.

The four shy and shy stewardesses appeared under the hatch again, staring at the diamond alloy Young Master Bao with watery eyes, and looked away with reluctance.

For this kind of life, Bao Jiapeng has long been accustomed to it. But this time it was a different story.

Speaking of which, I have to thank Jin Feng.

Two months ago, Bao Jiapeng was grounded when he returned from the Buddha country, and he held back for two months before he came out.

As a result, I met Jin Feng's Lotus Dzi.

Bao Yuhua also left Bao Jiapeng behind and gave Bao Jiapeng a task.

That is to accompany Jin Feng.

To put it bluntly, Bao Jiapeng's kid is a public relations, but this public relations is extremely incompetent, and he doesn't care about it after throwing Jin Feng into the western-style building.

"Brother Feng, this is your home, you can play as much as you want. ”

"I'll flash first, and I'll bring you a few chicks back in the evening. ”

I've been holding back for two months, and I've been suffocating for a long time, and I'm taking advantage of this opportunity to have a good jungler.

The western-style building where Jin Feng is located is the private residence of a famous arms dealer in Hansi during the Republic of China.

Krue brought arms from Hans and sold them to major warlords, and also sold smuggled cultural relics from Shenzhou to Europe and the United States.

In that era when human lives were in high order, many big warlords were smuggling and selling cultural relics for guns, ammunition and territory.

In those years, countless national treasures were sold cheaply in baskets, and now, they have been recycled back at sky-high prices, and they have come and gone for more than a century.

There are many western-style western-style buildings and villas around the Gothic Western-style buildings, standing on the balcony on the second floor, looking around, it is like a international architecture exposition.

The environment was elegant a century ago and is now a protected area of ancient architecture.

The most competent stewards of the empire on which the sun never sets, and a group of beautiful maids stood quietly in various places, waiting for the call of the VIPs.

Standing on the second floor smoking a cigarette, Jin Feng saw a number of celebrities in TV magazines coming in and out of the nearby villas.

Flying from Jincheng, it took more than an hour to get here, and the current time is only eleven o'clock.

Jin Feng, who couldn't sit still, refused the request of the foreigner housekeeper to send a car, went out alone, rode a shared bicycle, and wandered around the corners of the metropolis.

The once dirty and messy Bund, where fishermen and residents who could not afford to eat at the beginning nibbled on hairy crabs every day to satisfy their hunger, but now hairy crabs are no longer affordable for ordinary people, and the Bund has long since changed.

Those alleys, those ten-mile foreign fields, and some familiar memories are so clear but there is no trace of the past.

In the evening, the seventh ancestor Bao Jiapeng came back with four beauties from all over the world in his arms, and shouted Brother Feng, come and lead your girl up.

The polite foreign housekeeper respectfully told his little master that Mr. Jin went out for a walk and has not returned.

When he received a call from the Seventh Ancestor, Jin Feng entered his coordinates to the Seventh Ancestor through WeChat.

Haichang Mansion!

Where is Brother Feng going?

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Jin Feng had already arrived at Haichang Mansion.

It is one hundred and forty kilometers away from the magic capital, and it takes 40 minutes to reach by bullet train.

The best tide watching period in August has passed, but the embankment is full of people, and the spectators are like a tide.

The folklore of Wu Zixu's rising tide and King Qian's shooting tide has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"The sea god returned from the evil wind to the east, and the waves hit the stone wall of Tianmen and opened. Zhejiang August is like this, the waves are like mountains and snow.

Li Bai's "Hengjiang Ci" aptly describes the magnificent surging tide of Qiantang.

But when you are there, it has a different taste.

In the distance, between the sea and the sky, the turbid waves and water come along the sky, slowly converging into a line, surging endlessly, the momentum is huge, and it rolls in.

The waves are mighty like thousands of armies rushing together, more like thousands of horses galloping, the sound is like a huge thunder, booming and rumbling, hitting the proud and unyielding embankment, the waves crashing on the shore, rolling up hundreds of millions of splashes.

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