"Hmm, do you say that the Red Flame Wolf looks like this?" Zhang Aimin was a little excited in an instant, he loved calligraphy since he was a child, and of course he had heard of the Red Flame Wolf Hair, one of the top ten brushes in China.

It is said that it was Meng Tian, the general of the Qin State, who captured a blood-colored giant wolf in a volcanic crater, and the giant wolf was able to speak, only saying that he was willing to sacrifice 999 heaven and earth spirit hairs that had been soaked in spiritual energy for General Meng Tian, and begged him to spare his life.

In the end, General Meng Tian released the blood wolf and took 999 red wolf hairs plus the outer bronze to make a brush.

It's the Red Flame Wolf!

This pen has been handed down to this day, 999 wolves have not been damaged, and they will never eat ink, and the pen will dry the ink!

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes, and I remember that the final price was 180 million. Now the more I look at it, the more I feel like it! Secretary Zhang, can you let me see it? The first chief of Qin City nodded again and again, and his eyes became eager.

Zhang Aimin handed him the pen.

"Hey~ Qin City 1, don't worry, this is definitely not what kind of magic pen you said, this is something of dozens of pieces. Hearing the price of 180 million, everyone gasped.

Then they were persuaded one after another.

Just kidding, Zheng can also afford more than 100 million pens? 1,000 yuan can't afford it!

"Hey, this...... Secretary Zhang, can you let me see the pencil case as well?" Before everyone's words fell, the first mayor of Qin City suddenly became excited, and asked Zhang Aimin for the pencil case.

When the 1st chief of Qin City picked up the pencil case and glanced at it, his eyes widened suddenly!

"Yes, that's right, this is the Red Flame Wolf with an auction price of 180 million!" Qin City Chief said with great certainty.

"What!"

"How is that possible?"

"This is what that kid brought it, how can it be so valuable? Qin City No. 1, you are taking a good look, the current fraud methods are very clever. Chen Meihua and the others were shocked, and they all turned to look at Zheng Ye suddenly.

"Fake?" this ......" The first chief of Qin City is not an antique appraisal expert, and he really doesn't dare to say that he can distinguish the real from the fake.

"That is, the first mayor of Qin City, the 180 million things you said are absolutely impossible for him to give away. Several people affirmed.

"Oh~" Qin City 1 nodded slightly, yes, that pen already has an owner, and with the identity of the owner of that pen, it is absolutely impossible to sell it again.

However, Zhang Aimin didn't care about its authenticity at all, first, Zheng Ye gave it, and second, he never thought that he could have that kind of magic pen!

Taking the pen from the hand of the first chief of Qin City, Zhang Aimin took out the inkstone again.

"This ......" The moment the first chief of Qin City saw the inkstone, the nerves that had just calmed down became excited again.

"How can this inkstone be so similar to Biluo Chaosheng among the four famous inkstones in China?" When the first mayor of Qin City picked up the inkstone with some excitement, a pair of eyes were about to protrude.

"Oh my God, how can it be so coincidental? Or is it that the means of falsification are too high? And the most important thing is that this inkstone and this pen also appeared at the same time! This is incredible. ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, I don't know why, Zhang Aimin's heart beat suddenly.

The red flame wolf pen!

Zhang Aimin didn't say more, grinding and lifting the pen......

"The ink melts, and the ink swims like dragon scales!...... What an inkstone!" At the moment of grinding the ink, Zhang Aimin and the first mayor of Qin City exclaimed at the same time.

The hearts of the two were beating wildly, Zhang Aimin held the wolf in his hand and trembled slightly, and stretched out into the inkstone little by little.

"Knock knock!"

As the pen was raised, the heartbeat of the two seemed to have reached the limit.

"Ink is like a dragon absorbing water, and the wolf is full but not overflowing......"

I saw that the brush was picked up from the inkstone, just dipped it, but it had already absorbed the ink, and the tip of the pen was all wet, but not a drop fell!

Zhang Aimin held his breath and put pen to paper directly!

The pen walks the dragon and snake, vigorous and powerful.

"The ink does not stick to the body, the pen dissolves immediately, it is as soft as silk when it is smooth, and it is as hard as iron when it is against the clock...... Good pen!" Zhang Aimin finished writing, there was not a drop of ink on the brush, and the red wolf was as if it had been washed.

Zhang Aimin and Qin City 1 glanced at each other,

Whether it is the characteristics of the red flame wolf pen or the blue tide and raw inkstone, this and the inkstone are all satisfied!

Does this need to be re-qualified?

Zhang Aimin looked at Zheng Ye, who had always been sitting there calmly, in shock!

Everyone looked at the reactions of Zhang Aimin and Qin City 1, and they were all stunned!

The two things that Zheng Ye gave are really treasures!

A treasure worth hundreds of millions!

How can it be?

Where did he get the money to buy it?

"Where are you from?" Chen Meihua looked at Zheng Ye in surprise, her eyes full of distrust.

The first mayor of Qin City looked at Zheng Ye with a stern face,

However, Zheng also ignored Chen Meihua at all.

Mayor Qin hesitated for a moment and finally looked at Zhang Aimin, and said with a stern expression: "Secretary Zhang, there is a sentence that should not be said, but for you, I have to say it." These two Arcanas should never be here!Do you know who they belong to?"

As soon as Qin Shi 1 opened his mouth, everyone looked at him.

"Who?" Zhang Aimin also calmed down.

The 1st Chief of Qin City took a deep breath and said word by word: "Beiliang City Shusheng, the former commander of the 1st District Division of the Northwest Army, Beiliang Hou, Wu Daoan!"

"Boom!"

As soon as Qin Shi1 finished speaking, everyone present gasped except for Zheng Ye.

In the middle and upper class society of Beiliang, there is almost no one who does not know the Wu family of Beiliang,

Especially a few decades ago, it can be said that the Beiliang Wu family saved the entire Beiliang City.

Since then, the special title of Beilianghou has become the exclusive domain of the head of the Wu family.

However, over the years, Wu Daoan has been very low-key, and in addition to writing in the calligraphy association and drinking tea on weekdays, he basically will not show up again.

But among the leaders of Bei Liang, no one doubted the ability of Bei Lianghou.

The first mayor of Qin City sharpened his head to join the calligraphy association, in fact, in order to make friends with Wu Daoan.

"Hmph, what are you thinking? Your Uncle Zhang is so good to you, do you still want to harm him?" Suddenly, Chen Meihua reacted, looked at Zheng Ye and asked.

"That's right, Bei Lianghou likes calligraphy so much, and his calligraphy attainments are high, this kind of treasure is only worthy of him, he must also regard it as a treasure, and he will never sell it or anything. How did they get to him?"

"You actually stole to Bei Lianghou's head?" Chen Meiling said more directly.

"At such a young age, why are you so bold? Do you know how terrifying Bei Lianghou is? Seeing that your Uncle Zhang has just been promoted, you give him these two things, which is enough for him to be completely beaten into the abyss and never turn over again, this is how you treat Secretary Zhang, who loves you?" Wang Chaoqun saw this situation, and immediately jumped out, righteously accusing Zheng Ye, and also currying favor with Zhang Aimin by the way.

"Shut up!" Zhang Aimin had already seen through this group of people, and when he saw that they actually attacked Zheng Ye in groups, he was immediately angry.

"Eh~ Secretary Zhang, we are for your good, we can all testify for you, you don't know the origin of the two treasures. Wang Chaoqun hurriedly defended.

"No, I believe in Xiaoye!" Zhang Aimin glared at him and walked towards Zheng Ye.

"Xiaoye, Uncle Zhang believes in you, tell me, what's the situation?"