"Two million for one?"

Qin Huai stretched out two fingers.

Million......

Million?

Million!

"This gentleman is not joking, is he?"

Two million, even the string of one hundred and eight Confucian generals in the Qing Dynasty could not be sold for such an expensive price.

Two million is the highest price in the nuclear carving auction.

The surrounding collectors and nuclear carvers were silent, looking at Qin Huai with shocked expressions.

Buying such a realistic nuclear carving with such a generous price won't be a special offer to raise the price, right?

Voices of skepticism diffused.

Li Baiqi's face is pale, every work is his hard work, just like his children, he doesn't want them to be questioned by even anyone!

"Mr. Yan, please, be fair. ”

But others spoke softly, and Li Baiqi could only turn to Mr. Yan for help.

Li Baichi's nuclear carving works, really good, with famous mountains and rivers, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains such as nuclear carving, its own interest is very in line with the magnificent interest of nature, he is a nuclear carving ghost. The work is worth two million dollars, and there is no suspicion of commercial speculation. ”

Mr. Yan's words made everyone's eyes shine, and there were no more doubts.

Mr. Yan praised him as a genius!

From today onwards, there will be another famous teacher in the nuclear carving world.

Mr. Yan's comments are very credible, and they can be said to be the street lamps in the nuclear carving collection industry.

A group of nuclear carvers looked envious.

"We'll trade it privately. ”

Qin Huai said lightly, and at the same time picked up his mobile phone and took a look, he received a text message just now, and when he looked closely, the screen displayed: Dear Mr. Qin, your nuclear boat collection has been auctioned at Yinsheng's private auction, and the auction price is 31.274 million yuan.

Qin Huai was quite happy and quietly handed the screen to Shang Ya to see.

"Wow, that's 10 million more. ”

Shang Ya does not know the antique market, but the estimated price is 20 million, but it is directly sold for 30 million, it is not difficult to imagine how enthusiastic the bidding just now will be, I am afraid that many collectors, are vying to raise their cards, want to take this ingenious nuclear boat into the bag.

Li Baichi looked at Qin Huai and Shang Ya suspiciously, secretly frightened, rich people are really terrible, saying that money is measured in millions and tens of millions.

Unlike him, a poor nuclear carver, who can only use thousands, Li Baiqi is sad from the heart and cannot be cut off.

"Hey, let me tell you, I secretly hid a few of your practice works, and I can sell them for tens of millions. ”

Shang Ya suddenly snickered, squinted and smiled, her snow-white hand reached into the pocket of her jacket, and quietly took out three practice nuclear boats carved by Qin Huai.

The artistic conception is almost the same, but the material is a bit off the table.

Qin Huai had a surprised expression on his face, 'When did you hide it secretly, why didn't I find out'.

Shang Yayao pouted: "Just you wood, how can you find out my little movements." ”

"Don't, those nuclear boats have to be destroyed, and they can't be taken out. You know, scarcity is expensive, hunger marketing, hunger marketing......"

In fact, these nuclear carvings are clumsy works, and they will never be sold for tens of millions, and the disadvantages of entering the market outweigh the benefits.

It may even cause other nuclear carvers with ulterior motives to imitate Qin Huai's works to deceive them.

If they copy Qin Huai's practice works, and then deceive collectors in the name of Qin Huai......

That's too bad!

Qin Huai can't wash it in vain, because Qin Huai's practice works have indeed flowed out!

The so-called melon field is not acceptable, and Li Xia is not crowned......

"Okay, I know the pros and cons won't mess around, I just like it tightly, keep it as an heirloom~"

Shang Ya patted Qin Huai's shoulder, she knew the severity, no one would pit her boyfriend.

Qin Huai: "......"

It's good if you're happy......

When Qin Huai and Shang Ya were arguing, the nuclear carving exhibition hall suddenly became noisy.

"How does he show up every year, it's an eyesore!"

The nuclear carver snorted, a look of disgust.

Everyone turned around and looked back, and an old man appeared at the door.

The old man was dressed in a linen-colored samurai suit, with a rectangular black beard on his upper lip and a patch of hair cut on the top of his head.

It's a bit like the Manchu shaved variant, and it's ugly, especially with that annoying flattering smile on the old man's face.

"Who is he?"

A newcomer to the nuclear carving circle asked.

"An Yan Guanghui, Dongying's top nuclear carver, the level of a famous nuclear carver, but he has always been less ambitious. If you want to challenge Mr. Yan's position, you have failed seven or eight times. ”

In the introduction, An Yanguang also came to Mr. Yan.

With his hands stretched out, he held a wooden box with a sense of ceremony.

"Mr. Yan Weixi, I came here uninvited again to exchange and learn......

More than ten years ago, An Yanhui came to participate in the exhibition, all claiming to be studying.

Now that the wings are ripe, it has become communication, and there is a sense of wolf's ambition between the eyebrows.

Dongying culture is a culture that advocates the strong. If you are strong, they will grovel as grandchildren, and if you are weak, be careful of the knives they give......

"Mr. Yan Weixi, you are too old to hold a knife, I hope that the title of Grandmaster can be given to those who are truly suitable. It is also good that the younger generations have the motivation to work hard. ”

"You don't have to make a decision now, you can take a break for three or five years and nurture your successor. ”

An Yanhui used the agitation method and said meaningfully, there was nothing wrong with his proposal.

When the grandmaster is old, he should give up.

The reason why Mr. Yan was given a buffer of three or five years was because An Yanhui was confident that in today's nuclear carving world, he said that he was the first, and no one dared to be the second.

Because he has practiced his skills for thirty-four years and absorbed ancient Chinese culture everywhere, he has a half-step grandmaster in terms of artistic accomplishment and skill level.

On the other hand, China's famous nuclear carvers have not yet reached his current height.

"My Chinese grandmaster, naturally there are Chinese inheritance!"

There was a nuclear carver who was angry and indignant, and An Yanguang could be said to be Sima Zhao's heart, which was well known to passers-by.

Coveting the title of Grandmaster is coveting the title of Grandmaster, and it has to be whitewashed!

"Why, are you so unconfident?

I said that Mr. Yan could use three or five years to cultivate a successor.

Or do you not want to inherit the traditional skills of your ancestors? Alas, if your ancestors knew about it, would they be so angry that they would crawl out of their graves?"

An Yanguang was worried as the nuclear carvers present, with a hypocritical face that I am good for you.

"This is the matter of the Chinese nuclear carver, it has nothing to do with you, if you are here to make trouble, please leave by yourself!"

Another famous nuclear carver spoke.

"Huh?"

An Yanguang pretended to be so surprised that he couldn't speak, and then his eyes narrowed, revealing contempt:

"It is said that art knows no borders, but you are so narrow-minded. No wonder, no wonder the skills haven't improved a bit......"

An Yanguang had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, and he sneered and sneered, so that the nuclear carvers present could not refute it. He could only turn red and glared at An Yan's brilliance.