Looking at Xiao Yu's indifferent appearance, the old beggar looked hesitant, with a disdainful sneer on the corner of his mouth.

The Mo Ling next to him raised his eyes, glanced at Xiao Yu worriedly, and asked softly, "Xiao Yu, in fact, we don't need to sell that painting......"

"It doesn't matter if you buy a painting or not, what matters is to dampen their spirit. Xiao Yu's eyes glanced at the drinkers outside, and said indifferently, "You just said it very well, a bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites!"

He slowly closed his eyes and said no more.

Seeing Xiao Yu's resolute attitude, Mo Ling didn't say anything more at the moment, and turned his head to look at the auction that had already begun.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the old beggar smiled, picked up Xiao Yu's stack of spirit tickets and stuffed them into his arms.

Everyone finally started tonight's bidding, they regained their previous madness, pointed to Lin Huakui's painting, and shouted at the price.

However, under the mad god, they still maintained a trace of calm, for fear that the last painting would be smashed into their hands, and they would regret it when the time came!

"Lin Huakui's masterpiece, the contemptible people are willing to give out a thousand spirit stones!"

"1,000 spirit stones? Who do you look down on! I'm willing to pay 3,000 spirit stones to buy Lin Huakui's paintings!"

"Lin Huakui's picture of a chicken spitting blood is transcendent, where do you understand the preciousness of it? I will give five thousand spirit stones!"

"I'm out five thousand-five!"

"I'll give six thousand!"

......

Listening to the sound of quotations one after another in the drunken house, Lin Xianruo on the stage was sullen, and he only felt extremely bored in his heart.

Where do these laymen really understand what she paints?

Just now, someone even said that her picture of a cuckoo crying blood was a picture of a chicken vomiting blood!

It's vulgar and ignorant!

Compared with this, the young man at the same table with Xiao Yu couldn't help but look much more pleasing to the eye.

At least the latter could see what she was drawing.

Thinking of that young man, she couldn't help but think of Xiao Yu again.

No matter how much everyone pays, Xiao Yu will be higher than them in the end.

Lin Xianruo's eyes raised and glanced at Xiao Yu, "Words are also arrogant, and people are also arrogant...... Even if you chase you all the way from Nancheng here, I won't give in!"

There was a look of determination in her eyes, as if nothing would shake her.

However, in just a moment, the firmness in it gradually collapsed.

"If so...... What if he has to use force?"

If Lin Xian thought about it, she felt more and more depressed and sad in her heart, and the noisy drinkers around her became even more disgusted and disgusted in her eyes.

In a short time, the price of that cuckoo crying blood map had soared to 20,000 spirit stones, and the trend was still rising!

Everyone seemed to be infected by the atmosphere of fire on the field, and they were a little cautious at first, but later, their eyes were a little red, and the quotations were fiercer than the other.

As soon as the price of 20,000 was shouted here, the price was directly turned to 30,000 over there, so fast that there was no hesitation.

Boss Wan on the stage was simply happy in his heart, in fact, no matter who owned Lin Huakui's painting in the end, it wasn't he who made money in the end?

At that time, part of the proceeds from the painting will be distributed to Lin Xianruo, part of the filial piety to the drunken immortal residence, and the rest will be owned by him!

"The stinky boy surnamed Xiao, my firewood is burning so vigorously today, and I want to thank you for adding this fire!"

His face was red and his face was excited.

Gradually, the price of the cuckoo's crying blood diagram had soared to sixty thousand spirit stones, and even Lin Xianruo himself was a little dumbfounded.

She knew in her heart that her paintings would be worth such a high price.

In the final analysis, she is just a dusty woman, and she is not a master of calligraphy and painting.

The frenzied atmosphere on the field gradually subsided a little, and everyone was not stupid, knowing that the current price was about to reach a dangerous critical line.

They regained their composure and began to cautiously raise the price.

The price of the Cuckoo's Crying Blood Diagram rose from 60,000 to 65,000 spirit stones.

"Sixty-five thousand spirit stones, is there anyone else who bids higher?"

Boss Wan looked up at the group of drinkers, and said with a smile, "Lin Huakui rarely comes from Nancheng once, this stunt of painting with dance, Pingli rarely shows his hands, if I am you, I will definitely not miss this rare opportunity!"

Hearing his words, some of the drunkards were bleeding and shouted, "I'll give out 68,000 spirit stones!"

There were also people next to him who shouted: "I'll pay 69,000!"

"Seventy thousand! I'll give seventy thousand!"

As the price of the cuckoo's blood map was called to 70,000 spirit stones, the entire intoxicating dwelling fell into silence.

This is already a very high price, so high that it is far more than the original value of the painting, and the drinkers look at each other and feel that it is already a little bit more than that.

However, the boy who finally bid was dumbfounded, and when he saw that no one came out to bid with him, a look of panic suddenly appeared on his face.

"You ...... Why don't you grab it?" He looked around, sweating like rain, "Lin Huakui's paintings." Are you willing to give it to me?"

The surrounding drinkers smiled at him, and pretended to congratulate: "Brother Tai is very fond of Lin Huakui at first glance, so we will be a smooth person and not compete with Your Excellency." ”

The boy was dumbfounded in an instant, his eyes and mouth were wide open, and he couldn't close them.

Shunshui people, Shun your mother's head!

That's a full seventy thousand spirit stones! That's a huge amount, where can he easily get his hands on it?

Ten thousand remorse suddenly appeared in his heart, hating why he was thinking so fast just now?

"Seventy thousand spirit stones! This son bid seventy thousand spirit stones, is there anyone who bids higher than him?"

Boss Wan felt a burst of happiness in his heart, turning a blind eye to the pleading color in the eyes of that son, and asked everyone, "The opportunity is fleeting, you must grasp it well! Lin Huakui painted it himself, is there anyone who is higher than 70,000 spirit stones?"

The audience was silent, and no one stood up.

Just kidding! Who wants to pick up this hot potato at this time?

Everyone watched their noses and noses, and their attention was all on Xiao Yu in the corner of the third floor.

At this time, it depends on whether that Xiao Yu will really stand up and take away this picture of cuckoo crying blood as he just said.

The unfortunate son-in-law also put his last hope on Xiao Yu, he looked at Xiao Yu who was sitting on the chair with his eyes closed, and shouted miserably: "This ...... This Xiao Gongzi, the auction is about to end!"

"Hmm. Xiao Yu didn't raise his eyelids, but answered softly.

The boy reached out and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and shouted at Xiao Yu with a crying voice: "Xiao Gongzi, didn't you just say that you are determined to win this cuckoo crying blood map of Lin Huakui?" You see, the price has now been quoted for 70,000 spirit stones......

"Seventy thousand spirit stones?" Xiao Yu seemed to have a hint of surprise in his tone, and said in surprise, "How come you have already bid for seventy thousand spirit stones?" ”

"Yes, to put it bluntly, it's just a painting, where can it be worth such a high price?" The old beggar made a gesture on the side, wincing at Mo Ling, and encouraging the latter to join in.

Mo Ling smiled bitterly and didn't say anything.

Seeing that Xiao Yu seemed to have the intention of breaking his word, the boy only felt that his heart instantly sank into the icy water, and it became extremely cold in an instant!

"Xiao Gongzi, you can't be untrustworthy!"

He was crying, and it could already be said that he was begging Xiao Yu, "You said it yourself just now, no matter how much we pay, you will be a head higher than us in the end! Xiao Gongzi, please...... If you don't bid, this painting will be planted in my hands!"

"How can it be said that it was planted in your hands?" Xiao Yu still did not raise his eyelids, and said indifferently, "Your Excellency is an elegant person, and it is not an insult for you to take Lin Huakui's paintings." ”

"Humiliation!

The boy hurriedly shouted, "I'm elegant! If Lin Huakui's painting is told to me to take it, it will simply be an insult to art and a trampling on art! Xiao Gongzi, only a person like you deserves to have such an elegant painting!"

Seeing him desperately belittle himself, the surrounding drinkers couldn't help but snicker, and at the same time, they were also glad in their hearts, fortunately, they kept their mouths shut just now, and they didn't speak quickly for a while.

Otherwise, they are the ones who look so embarrassed now!

"What you say is not unreasonable. ”

Xiao Yu finally opened his eyes slowly, glanced at the upstairs and downstairs drinkers, and asked indifferently, "Which other son here claims to be an elegant person?" If there is, stand up and compete with this son, don't let the famous painting be dusted." ”

How dare anyone stand up at this time? They all smiled on their faces, and said to Xiao Yu in unison: "We are all vulgar people, and Xiao Gongzi is the real elegant person!"

Xiao Yu sighed lightly, shook his head, and slowly stood up from the chair.

"What kind of nonsense are you telling the truth?"

He walked to the railing, his hands naturally propped up on the railing, and looked at Boss Wan on the stage.

Boss Wan is actually happy in his heart at this moment, and it is a full 70,000 spirit stones, which is much higher than the price he expected!

Xiao Yu can't stand up now, it doesn't mean much to him anymore.

Of course, if this money can be earned from Xiao Yu, then he is also very happy!

No matter how arrogant you are, no matter how you pretend to compare, in the end, don't you have to obediently give the money to Lao Tzu?

Boss Wan laughed wildly in his heart, and at the same time mocked Xiao Yu's stupidity.

"Young Master Xiao, do you still want to increase the price?" he met Xiao Yu's eyes and asked with a smile.

Xiao Yu looked at him and smiled faintly: "Add, of course you have to add." ”

"This boy bid 70,000 spirit stones, I don't know how much Xiao Gongzi is asking for?"

"Seventy thousand spirit stones to buy a painting, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a sky-high price. Xiao Yu's gaze turned to Lin Xianruo, and he asked slowly, "Lin Huakui, someone gave 70,000 spirit stones to buy your paintings, are you happy in your heart?"

"Xiao Gongzi is happy, as for the little woman, she doesn't have any ideas. Lin Xianruo avoided Xiao Yu's gaze and said nonchalantly.

"Look at your demeanor, you don't seem to be very happy. Xiao Yu nodded, "Since that's the case, then I'll ...... 100,000 spirit stones!"

As soon as his words fell, the entire intoxicating habitat instantly resounded in an uproar!

The price was directly raised by Xiao Yu to 100,000 spirit stones?

This kid is crazy!

Boss Wan on the stage was stunned at first, and then looked up to the sky and laughed.

He laughed and waved his subordinates, and said happily: "Come on, sort out Lin Huakui's paintings and carry them up to this Xiao Gongzi!"

"Drunk people live inside, pay with one hand, deliver with the other!"

A sinister smile broke out at the corner of his mouth, and there was a sparkle in his eyes!