Chapter Eighty-One: A Strange Lot

"I'm sorry, I don't sell it!" Zhang Tianyuan's answer was very simple, which made Xu Gang on the side feel a little distressed, after all, 200 million, how long does it take to earn it, but he didn't speak, because he supports his brother and likes money, but it depends on the occasion.

"Oh, the little doll is amazing, 200 million is not tempted, rare, rare. Tu Shou looked at Zhang Tianyuan with a smile, and seemed to be more interested in Zhang Tianyuan.

"Hmph, I think there's something wrong with my brain. One of the young models snorted coldly.

"I have a brain and a problem, and I can't compare to some women who can sell their bodies and souls for money. Zhang Tianyuan sneered disdainfully, he didn't like to say these words, everyone has the right to choose their own way of living, even if it is in the service industry, it is also the freedom of others, he doesn't want to interfere, but if someone provokes him, then I'm sorry, he is not a vegetarian.

"Okay, okay, the auction has begun, don't argue, whether this eagle is sold or not, let's talk about it after it's over, I'll find an expert to identify it, if it's really a snowy condor, then twenty or thirty million is really not a problem, if not, the mother boss, you will lose a lot, so don't be impulsive now." Yang Yijun didn't want to continue wasting time on this kind of thing, because now that the guests had arrived, the auction would naturally start.

The scene of the auction is in a building by the lake, this place was originally used to sell jade, antiques and some souvenirs, the inside is very large, this time Yang Yijun and his friends wrapped this place, just to open an auction, 200 people are still enough to sit.

Because it is not a special auction venue, there is no private room for those who have status and status, everyone is sitting on the seat, so some people who can't come forward easily sent their own men to help shoot things, and they were arranged by Yang Yijun to another place, set up with a monitoring screen, through which you can see what happened in the venue, as well as the introduction of the lot.

Zhang Tianyuan and several young people were arranged in a position that did not move forward or backward, which can be regarded as giving them face, after all, they are friends of Zhao Shenluo, and there are many people who even sit on the ground, or simply stand there, those are just some people who have no status and have a family property of only one million.

These people can be regarded as rich people in the eyes of ordinary people, but here, they are not even qualified to sit.

Xu Gang looked around, just now because the distance was relatively far, so he didn't look at all the people, but now he can see it clearly.

"Hey, brother, have you seen it, there are still a lot of foreigners here, not only those two golden retriever foreigners, but also people from other countries, look, that pair of men and women must be sticks, the traces of the knife are too obvious, it seems that they are still very popular film and television stars in the country of sticks, there are a lot of brainless fans in our country, of course, the most important thing is that I heard them speak stick language. And the two mustaches in the back, those are the people with the foot basin, as for the rest, those Westerners are too obvious, so I don't need to talk about it. ”

"See, I'm not blind. "Zhang Tianyuan didn't have a good airway.

"Aren't you angry? This is an antique auction, do you understand the meaning of this? If a good thing is taken away by a foreigner, it will be a loss to our country. Xu Gang said excitedly.

"You don't understand, it's just an auction tactic, it's about taking advantage of your patriotism. Zhang Tianyuan said with a smile: "Just like you, if someone with a stick or a foot basin bids for the auction, will you not bid?

"No, I'm sure I'm going to raise the price, how can I let them get what our ancestors left behind." ”

"That's right, that Yang Yijun is very ghostly, he just wants to use this psychology to make the people here with a sense of patriotic responsibility pay a high price to shoot things, it's just dampening. Zhang Tianyuan said coldly.

"Bastard, actually using patriotism, what a bastard. Xu Gang said angrily.

"Okay, don't be angry, Tu Lao and I are here today, so he Yang Yijun doesn't want to make money with his conscience. Zhang Tianyuan sneered and said.

"Old Tu, do you seem to be very interested in that old immortal?"

"Don't call people immortal, although Tu Lao has a poisonous tongue, he is upright, much better than some wolves in sheep's clothing, that is someone who can really be regarded as a friend, we can help him later." ”

"Do you have a way?"

"Don't worry, I have a lot of ways, anyway, I won't let Yang Yijun's trick succeed, and foreigners who want to buy fakes are okay, if you really want to buy our ancestors' good things, I have to make a stumbling block for him." Zhang Tianyuan smiled, patriotism does not necessarily have to be shown on the face, it is not bad to do it secretly.

"By the way, where is the bamboo tube in your hand?" asked Xu Gang.

"Give it to Yang Yijun, this time the lot is going to be auctioned by him, so everything has to be given to him, many people are not at ease, so they take the things and wait in the background, I don't care, my thing was originally drawn by hand, he likes to drop the bag, then drop the bag." Zhang Tianyuan said with a smile.

"Your paintings? I'll go, you can still paint? When did you learn it? You also think of yourself too much as a literary artist, you dare to put your words out for auction, my God, you don't think that people here are idiots, right, really your words were painted by Picasso?" Xu Gang didn't see Zhang Tianyuan's copy, so he was so surprised, in fact, even if he saw it, he might not be able to see the good, this product is ignorant of calligraphy and painting.

"Hehe, you'll know when the time comes. Zhang Tianyuan smiled and deliberately sold a pass.

"Everyone, be quiet, the auction starts now, and we invite the first lot!"

As he spoke, Yang Yijun walked out with a woman, who should be Miss Manners, who brought things up with that kind of wooden tray, and that's it.

The thing was placed on the table, but it was covered by a red cloth, Yang Yijun smiled and said: "This painting is called "Don't Dongpo", which was made by Mi Fu after seeing Su Dongpo......"

As soon as he said this, someone in the audience shouted: "Fake, but I heard that the painting "Don't Dongpo" has been auctioned to Boss Zhao for nearly 400 million yuan, will he be willing to sell it? He is not short of money. ”

It was Tu Shou who spoke, he came to stir up the situation today, but Yang Yijun couldn't drive him away, firstly, this Tu Shou is really respectable, and his fame and status in Nandu are very big, very high, and secondly, many auctioneers here specially said that only when Tu Lao came, they were willing to bid, because they believed in Tu Lao's vision.

I thought that Yang Yijun would be very angry, but he smiled and said: "Tu Lao, you are really right, this is indeed a copy, and it is copied by a little-known young painter in contemporary times, even if it is the appetizer of this auction, the starting price...... The man said that the auction would start at 10,000 RMB, and the minimum price could not be less than 500. ”

Hearing this, many people suddenly lost interest, modern people's words, and it is also a little-known little painter, who is rare, painting a little better, it is good to be able to sell for a thousand dollars, who is this person, he actually dares to set the starting price at 10,000, he must not be able to sell it.

Xu Gang also muttered: "There are so many strange things these years, do you think this little painter wants to be famous and crazy?"

"I'm sorry, that person is me. Zhang Tianyuan said with a smile.

"What's that, it's you?"

"That's right, that painting was painted by me, I didn't expect the first one to be singled out, it seems that Yang Yijun is also an illiterate person, judging the quality of things from fame alone, he is a good businessman, but he is not a good antique dealer. Zhang Tianyuan is very disdainful, he is absolutely confident, his copy of the work, can definitely sell a twenty or thirty thousand no problem, if the vision is a little better, really know the goods, you can feel the painting in the lingering atmosphere, you can see that there is almost no difference with Mi Fu copy of the work, it is estimated that it is a hundred thousand, that is not a problem.

Xu Gang stopped talking, he was afraid of hitting Zhang Tianyuan, to be honest, he didn't believe how much Zhang Tianyuan's paintings could be auctioned.

The painting was taken out of the bamboo tube, and then Yang Yijun unfolded it so loudly for everyone to see, and his disdain for the painting could be reflected from his movements.

At this time, he was thinking in his heart, "That kid surnamed Zhang, if it weren't for the fact that you are Zhao Shenluo's friend, I wouldn't be too lazy to mess around with you, and the paintings I painted dare to be auctioned at such an auction, I really have a brain-dead." ”

At first, everyone didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was just a copy of the painting, what was the big deal?

That Tu Lao didn't want to look at it even more when he squinted his eyes, but suddenly at this time, one of the two foot basin people sitting behind Zhang Tianyuan stood up and said, "I'll give fifteen thousand!"

"Oh, I'll go, there's really this kind of brain-dead, worthy of a footbasin person, why don't you understand anything. Xu Gang looked down on that person psychologically, but he didn't know what to do, but at this time, Zhang Tianyuan felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

My own painting, but I didn't expect it to be seen by the footbasin man I don't like, should I be happy, or should I cry.

Isn't there anyone here who has a vision except for this person?

His worry didn't last long, as if he heard the offer of the footbasin man, Tu Lao jumped up as if he had been electrocuted, and he stared at the painting deadly.

That's because he knows the footbasin man, who is from a very famous family of calligraphy and painting, and this person's family took a lot of paintings from our country during the war, although this kind of behavior is despicable, but their understanding of China's painting is higher than that of many domestic painting and calligraphy experts, and this has to be admitted.

"Can I take a closer look?" Tu Shou asked Yang Yijun.

"Of course you can, Tu Lao, you are highly respected here......"

Before Yang Yijun finished speaking, Tu Shou snatched the painting, and he sat in the first row, so it was naturally very fast.