In the morning.

The drizzle enveloped the whole of Tokyo as if it were foggy.

Because of the weather, the car could only drive slowly, and even Wang Chen, who was sitting in the car, could hear the topic of the theft of the Jingjiatang library from both sides of the road from time to time, but all this had nothing to do with him, the goal had been achieved, and the stock could make a lot of money without accidents, so it would be easy for two days.

In the car.

Wang Chen and Sister Mei sat in the back row.

The two were chatting, and suddenly, Sister Mei asked, "Just now you told me about Mr. Hata, do you like Japanese girls very much?"

Wang Chen instinctively wanted to answer normally, but when the words came to his mouth, he didn't know why they turned into a flamboyant tongue, "Ahem, this question is not easy to answer." ”

Sister Mei was puzzled: "Why is it difficult to answer?"

Wang Chen said seriously: "I'll tell you a story and you'll understand." ”

"Tell me about it. "Sister Mei is interested.

Wang Chen laughed and said, "A woman asked her boyfriend, 'Do you like Japanese girls?', the man said he didn't like it, and then the woman gave the man a slap." ”

Sister Mei didn't react, a little puzzled, "I think the man's answer is fine......" Before she finished speaking, she suddenly woke up, her cheeks suddenly turned slightly red, and she said: "You, you, what are you pretending to be all day long." ”

Wang Chen blinked and said: "I didn't pretend to be anything, the woman was a Japanese girl, my boyfriend said she didn't like it, of course she had to be angry, where do you want to go?"

Sister Mei: "......"

Originally, Wang Chen just heard the familiar words and made a joke, but he didn't expect Sister Mei to be angry at all, he was happy in his heart, is it just like buddy thought, there is a play?

Just as I wanted to strike while the iron was hot, my mobile phone rang.

But it was not herself, but Sister Mei's phone, she picked up her mobile phone and said a few words, and then showed a funny and helpless expression.

At first, Wang Chen thought that the call from the art club was calling, but at first glance, this expression did not seem like it.

So, when he hung up the phone, he asked curiously, "Sister, what's wrong?"

Sister Mei said speechlessly: "The Erha I raised gnawed an important document of my father, and he sued me, saying that sooner or later Erha would be slaughtered." ”

"Hey, your dad is a little petty, we humans are high-IQ creatures, why bother with low-level animals, how to say that it is also a life. Wang Chen said.

Sister Mei nodded in agreement: "Yes." ”

Who knew that Wang Chen added, "Amitabha, put more ginger and less salt, Lao Qu can't eat too salty." ”

Hearing this, Sister Mei almost fell headlong in the car.

"Go, go, it's not serious. ”

"Hehe, isn't that amusing you? ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, Wang Chen always feels that he and Sister Mei are getting closer and closer, when they first met, they were all businesslike, but now they can make all kinds of jokes, and he is happy in his heart.

The two laughed and talked in the car for a while.

When she was not far from the art club, Sister Mei suddenly put away her laughing expression and said with a serious face: "Xiaochen, I told you before that the behavior of antique dealers is stupid, and they don't want private collectors or outsiders to get involved, especially foreigners, remember?"

"Yes. Wang Chen hummed, "What?"

Sister Mei said: "So in the auction we participated in this time, there may be some stupid people who are anti-Chinese, and they don't speak very well, or they don't act beautifully, you must not have a seizure, just be called by Erha, understand?"

Of course Wang Chen understands this truth, this is Tokyo, not China, as the saying goes, the river and the dragon don't suppress the snake, there is no need for him to be stupid or how to cause trouble because of people's stupidity, he agreed.

……

It was past nine o'clock.

Fine Arts Club.

After getting out of the car, when they first arrived at the door, Wang Chen and Sister Mei met the people from the organizer, and their attitude was very polite, and they didn't speak coldly or snub them like Sister Mei said.

The short, thin man in his forties led them inside.

Inside the club.

Wang Chen saw a lot of works of art on both sides, according to Sister Mei's introduction, many of them were paintings by modern masters, and there was no genuine collection.

When passing by the front desk, Wang Chen instinctively paused, after all, to participate in the auction, more or less have to go through some procedures, right?

Unexpectedly, the man led them directly to the elevator.

Wang Chen said to Sister Mei in confusion: "Don't we want to get the auction card or anything?"

Sister Mei smiled and said: "It's not a formal auction, you don't need to get an auction card, it's just that you will shout later, and you will also shout independently, as I told you, this is a private host." ”

Oh.

That's the black market auction.

It turns out that there are similar ones abroad.

They were the first to enter the exhibition hall on the second floor, where a collection exchange meeting would be held in the morning, and the official auction would be held in the afternoon.

in the exhibition hall.

The organizers took them to say hello and left.

Wang Chen wandered around after Sister Mei and saw many of the more precious collections of Niben, such as the late landscape painter master Higashiyama Kaii's "Birch Forest", and the sculpture master Ei Xianzaki's bronze statue of Da Ri Rulai and so on.

Even Wang Chen, who doesn't know much about art, can't help but marvel at the high attainment when he sees these exquisite works of art.

The two admired and chatted and came to a pair of calligraphy.

Sister Mei pointed to it and said: "This calligraphy of "Yan Feng" is the handwriting of the modern calligraphy master Aoyama Shanyu, which has been treasured in the Tokyo National Museum, and was borrowed by the organizer today, so we have to appreciate it." ”

Looking at the crooked and distorted two brush words, and he didn't know what was written on them, Wang Chen was stunned and said: "This is also called calligraphy?

As soon as he finished speaking, a very unkind young man's voice came out next to him, speaking in Mandarin, "What do you know? ”

Hearing the voice, Wang Chen turned his head a little displeased.

I saw a handsome man of twenty-seven or eighteen years old, nodding his head and saying something in Japanese to a fat and thin old man.

The old man smiled and waved his hand, and then said something to the young man.

The young man looked a little anxious, as if explaining something.

On the last day, the stupid old man's face sank, as if he had reprimanded.

The young man was helpless, so he had to look at Wang Chen hatefully, and then said, "I'm sorry, my tone was too impulsive just now." ”

What a thing.

What are you talking about, buddy?

Wang Chenquan didn't hear it, and ignored the young man.

The young man was bored with himself, and walked away after the stupid old man.

As soon as the people left, Sister Mei frowned and said, "It's the twenty-first century, how can there still be such a two-legged person?"

"What did they just say?" Wang Chen asked.

Sister Mei said what she heard, "That guy seems to be us Chinese, acting as a second leg, he just told the old man who was stupid, saying that you insulted the culture of the stupid day, and invited merit to reprimand you, but the old man didn't seem to believe his words, let him apologize to you, the second leg was not happy, and finally he was scolded before he was unwilling to apologize." ”

Depend on.

It's too much.

Nima, buddy doesn't know how to appreciate and say that Qingshan Shanyu's "Severe Wind" is like a ghost painting, that is also a joke, and these two legs jumped out to reprimand me?

That's it.

Still complaining to the stupid people of Japan and wanting to ask for credit?

People don't understand at all, sowing discord? Is there such a person?

Wang Chen was a little angry in his heart, he knew that there were always some people who felt that the moon abroad was round, and liked to hold the stinky feet of foreigners, for example, some women, who didn't want to put a lot of good men in China, and when they met an old black who came to China to eat and drink, he cried and shouted and pounced, this is okay, after all, personal preference, but the two legs just now are too much, so we are compatriots, is it necessary for the fellow to see the fellow stab him in the back?

Thanks to the stupid old man, he didn't believe it.

Otherwise, if you make a fuss, you may be disturbed by the opportunity to participate in the auction that Sister Huangmei got at a great cost, who is it.

Wang Chen didn't say anything, he kept that two-legged man in his heart, don't let your buddies meet him in China, otherwise the dog's legs will be broken!

……

Lunch.

It's time to enter the auction.

Wang Chen and Sister Mei came to the auction hall on the third floor.

The place is quite spacious, but the location is not too much, there are only about a dozen rows of chairs, and it is expected to be able to seat about 100 people.

After a while, many people walked in one after another, men, women and children, some in suits, some more casual, and many women dressed ceremoniously, as if this was not an auction, but a grand ceremony.

After Wang Chen and Sister Mei registered, they found their place and leaned on the aisle in the third row.

Listening to the voices, most of them are stupid people, and there are also some blonde and blue-eyed foreigners, who don't know which country, of course, Wang Chen also saw the two legs and the stupid old man, who happened to be sitting in front of them.

When everyone arrived, they waited for another ten minutes.

A slender auctioneer in his thirties came to the rostrum, perhaps considering that there were foreigners present, he spoke twice in Japanese and English, Wang Chen didn't understand Japanese, and he roughly understood what English meant, the auctioneer said: "Ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon, it's an honor to preside over this private auction held by Mr. Tokugawa, I am an auctioneer with national qualifications Saburo Matsumoto, of course, today is a private auction, don't be so formal, hehe." He gossiped a few words.

It wasn't long before the first collection appeared on the big screen.

The auctioneer explained: " This is a fourteen-string guzheng from the imperial system during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty in China, the whole body is made of paulownia gold lacquer, the four sides are painted with gold dragons, the beam and the tail are decorated with red sandalwood, and the string holes are decorated with ivory, although it is not as precious as the Xiangjiang Qiu Biqin, but this first-class sixteenth moon dew Zhiyin qin is provided for 14 years from the Poly Autumn Auction in Beijing, China, when the transaction price was 33.12 million RMB, it is a peerless treasure, very collectible, now four or five years have passed, the value has doubled, the starting price is 200 million yen, and each price increase shall not be less than 5 million yen, okay, now start bidding。 ”

The first collection of the auction is definitely not far off, just like a talent show, the first one to take the stage is more or less unique, and it always has to stir up the atmosphere.

Wang Chen knew that what the auctioneer said should be true, this guzheng was indeed a palace guzheng made by Qianlong, and it was normal to be worth tens of millions of RMB.

For example, the Guzheng Xiangjiang Qiubiqin, which is also made by the Qianlong court, is said to have been auctioned for a high price of nearly 48 million, and naturally, the starting price of 200 million yen for this Yuelu Zhiyin is not expensive, it is very reasonable.

Sister Mei whispered: "This piano is very precious, I also participated in the Beijing Poly Autumn Auction at the beginning, I thought it was more than 30 million at the time, but now I regret it, the actual value of this guzheng should be about 45 million, and it is not worth it if it exceeds it." ”

45 million RMB is almost equivalent to 270 million yen, Wang Chen secretly said, a zither is worth 45 million?

"I won't miss it this time. Sister Mei clenched her pink fists, revealing endless love in her eyes, "Be sure to take a picture of it." With that, she held up her sign.

The auctioneer said, "No. 36 is two hundred and five million." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a stupid woman in her fifties raised a sign.

Not saying a word means that the price will be increased by 5 million yen by default, and the auctioneer shouted again.

Then the bidding was quite fierce.

"Two hundred and fifteen million...... Are there any bidders...... 225 million ......"

In just a few minutes, more than a dozen rounds of bidding have been held.

The price has also climbed to 250 million, which is not far from the actual value of the Yuelu Zhiyin Qin.

Sister Mei took a deep breath, raised her card again, and pulled up the price a lot, "270 million." ”

All of a sudden, it was 20 million yen.

Anyone can see that Sister Mei is determined to win.

And it's very close to the actual value, unless you like it very much, the average person should not bid again.

Sure enough, when Sister Mei shouted out the price, everyone else looked at her and smiled kindly.

The auctioneer paused for a while, and saw that no one was bidding, so he said slowly: "Two hundred and seventy million for the first time." ”

No one raised their signs.

"Is anyone else bidding?"

"Two hundred and seventy million for the second time. ”

Still no one is bidding.

Wang Chen felt stable, and smiled at Sister Mei: "Sister, congratulations on taking pictures of your favorite things." ”

Sister Mei also seemed very happy, and for the first time she danced like a little girl: "When I return to China, I will play this zither for you to hear." ”

Wang Chen said, "Do you still know how to play the guzheng?"

Sister Mei smiled and said, "It's okay, it's average." ”

At this time, the auctioneer's voice came again, "Two hundred and seventy million third ......"

Suddenly, the two-legged man sitting in front of him raised a card!

"Twenty-seven. The auctioneer hurriedly stopped and looked over with a happy face.

The second leg smacked his lips and said, "Two hundred and eighty million." ”

Sister Mei frowned slightly, so she had to raise her sign and shout again, "285 million." ”

The second leg raised the card again, "290 million." ”

It's a lot more than it actually is.

It's just that people bid normally, and no one can say anything if they are willing to spend a lot of money to buy a guzheng.

Wang Chen also did not think that there was anything wrong with the other party's bidding this time because he had prejudices about the two legs before.

Sister Mei hesitated, gritted her teeth and raised her card, "Two hundred and ninety-five million." ”

Wang Chen saw it clearly, turned his head and glanced at it, revealing a strange smile, and then did not bid again.

The auctioneer shouted three times in a row, and this time no one raised the price, and he smiled and said, "Congratulations to Ms. No. 36 for auctioning the Yuelu Zhiyin Qin for 295 million." ”

Sister Mei breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Chen was also happy for Sister Mei, although he spent a little more money to shoot it, but it was good that Sister Mei could take it.

At this time, there was the sound of the two-legged man chatting quietly with the old man in front of him.

Because they were close, Wang Chen could hear them, but he didn't understand Japanese and didn't understand the content.

We didn't talk for a few words.

Maybe the second auction is about to start, so the second leg and the old man ended chatting.

Wang Chen turned his head sideways and said something, and suddenly saw Sister Mei's face pale, and he was stunned, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Sister Mei squinted her eyes, probably considering some factors, and leaned into Wang Chen's ear and said in a voice that could only be heard by two people: "These two legs are deliberate." ”

Wang Chen sighed, and also lowered his voice: "Deliberately?"

"Hmm. Sister Mei nodded a little unhappily and explained: "Maybe he thought we couldn't understand Japanese, just now he said to the stupid old man that he deliberately raised the price to make me pay more, and the old man reprimanded him a few words, and said that the second leg can't take out so much money at all, what if I don't bid for the second leg just now, but the second leg said that we have a holiday with him, according to our Chinese mentality of dying to face and suffering, we will definitely continue to bid, and then the stupid old man reprimanded a few words in a low voice on this day, saying that he should not do this kind of thing." ”

It's paralyzed.

There's something wrong with the skull.

Forget it about taking the initiative to sow discord before, and now you still treat us as imaginary enemies and deliberately raise prices?

Wang Chen was really angry, if it weren't for the fact that this was a foreign country, he would have wanted to beat him up in the legs, grass, don't give your buddy a chance, otherwise he won't know how to die.

He thought about it, if the second leg listens to the stupid old man, he won't bid later, then find a chance to take revenge, but if the second leg deliberately raises the price like just now, then I'm sorry, buddy will make you cry with regret!

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