Under the black gauze hat, Liu Xu showed a smile. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since this group of people wants to hear stories, well, what he is best at is fooling around!

"Since you want to know, I'll tell you." Liu Xu lowered his voice and pretended to be mysterious.

"I don't know exactly how many years ago, anyway, this is my family from generation to generation.

Back then, my ancestors were collecting firewood in the mountains and saw the two of them playing chess halfway up the mountain, so my ancestors stopped to watch.

After watching a game of chess, one of the old men said happily to my ancestors: "Little fellow, look at our game of chess, I'm afraid it will take a lot of time, right?" ’

My ancestor shook his head, this game of chess was only played for half an hour, and he couldn't delay him from collecting firewood.

'Little one, why don't I give you a pair of words, as a reward for watching us play chess.' ’

As he spoke, the old man with the fairy wind bone waved his hand, and suddenly pen, ink and paper appeared on the stump, and the old man wrote this word! ”

As he spoke, Liu Xu pointed to the framed words in front of him and paused.

At this time, Liu Xu's 'small stall' was already full of people, and everyone was three layers inside and three layers outside, either staring at the framed words and sighing, or looking at Liu Xu with relish and listening to his story.

"So, that old man with immortal wind bones is the one who wrote this word?" The gray-haired old man stroked his beard and began to think in his heart.

Looking at the rice paper in front of me, it has indeed been a certain number of years.

As everyone knows, this is the frame made by Liu Xu who found the old man Li who is good at cheating, and spent a full hundred taels of silver!

"This is not the end of the story." Liu Xu chuckled.

The crowd fell silent.

"When my ancestors returned home after collecting firewood, they found that a year had passed!" Liu Xu's voice suddenly amplified a point.

Everyone's eyes were stunned, isn't this a day in the mountains and a year in the world!

"Could it be that this is written by immortals?" Among the crowd, bursts of surprised questions erupted.

Liu Xu shook his head, and then remained silent, quietly looking at this group of people, he said everything that should be said, just to see what price these people can compete for this painting.

"What kind of immortals are there in this world, in my opinion, the two old men in the mountains are the legendary Wen Sages!" Someone else said.

The so-called saints are divided into Wen saints and martial saints, and the martial saints are the strongest of the 'Heavenly Mandate Realm', and the Wen saints are even more difficult, since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there has not been a literary saint.

"Sage Wen......" Everyone gasped.

In the legend, the saint came out, and the Yellow River was clear! It's the saint of Wen.

The Martial Sage can know the Mandate of Heaven, and the Sage of Wen can know the 'Heavenly Principle', in comparison, the Sage of Wen is not as good as it.

"Little brother, I want this painting, I will give a hundred taels of silver!" A middle-aged man shouted.

Liu Xu frowned, and couldn't jump up and slap this person: "Damn, one hundred taels of silver is not enough for Lao Tzu to frame a word!" ”

"A hundred taels? This is the writing of a saint! I'll give five hundred taels! A hunchbacked old man stared at the words, eager to reach out and touch them.

"Five hundred taels of silver also want to take this letter? I'll give a thousand taels! A middle-aged man with a big belly shook his hand generously, although he couldn't understand the word, but everyone said it was okay, and he turned around and hung in the hall, and he also had more face.

Liu Xu was happy in his heart, fight, fight, the higher the price, the better.

"Five thousand taels of old decay." The gray-haired old man spoke slowly, and directly raised the price by four thousand taels!

Everyone exclaimed, spend 5,000 taels to buy a pair of words? Is it worth it?

In the old man's opinion, five thousand taels can win this character, which is not only worth it, but also far from being worth the money!

This can no longer be regarded as just a pair of framed letters, this is a rare treasure!

Liu Xu is naturally happy in his heart, he can sell for five thousand taels by writing a word, and what kind of emperor he is, he can write all day long.

However, Liu Xu also knew that the reason why this old man was willing to pay a high price was because he thought that this word was the only one in the world.

"Ahem, is there anyone else bidding?" Liu Xu asked.

Everyone looked at each other, and many of them loved this painting, but the price was too high, and they couldn't do anything.

The white-haired old man glanced at everyone, and his face showed a little joy, but just as he was about to take out the silver ticket, a hearty voice came from the crowd.

"A good word should be a talent, I Ye Yin asked for this word, I will copy it well when I go back, and I will carry forward the font of the saint of Wen!"

With that, the crowd moved out of the way, and a personable scholar walked in.

It is the merry and talented 'Ye Yin' who bet with Liu Xu!

Liu Xu is really happy now, he thought that he could sell five thousand taels, but he didn't expect to kill Ye Yin halfway.

"I'll give you ten thousand taels of silver." Ye Yin smiled lightly and glanced at the white-haired old man.

"You...... Ye Gongzi, the old man really likes this character, 11,000 taels, is it okay to give it to the old man? The white-haired old man panicked, this Ye Yin's family is wealthy, if it is really put together, who doesn't know who will fall into this painting.

"Qian Lao, in the next child test is about to take the test, it just so happens that the pen and ink of this literary saint was born, and he wants to touch the light of the literary saint and win the three-yuan champion, so I am bound to get this word, 20,000 taels!" Ye Yin's face did not change, and his heart did not beat, and he quoted a terrifying price.

20,000 taels of silver, enough to buy half a street in Chuyang County!

Even the Baiyun Villa was only built at a cost of 100,000 taels of silver, and this Ye Yin actually spent 20,000 taels in order to buy a pair of characters!

The white-haired old man known as 'Qian Lao' was slightly shocked, the price of 20,000 taels was already sky-high, but when he looked at this character again, he was reluctant in his heart.

"Twenty-five thousand taels!" Qian Lao gritted his teeth and forcibly raised another five thousand taels.

Everyone was in an uproar, and Liu Xu almost laughed out loud.

Ye Yin frowned, this Qian is always famous for liking ancient calligraphy and painting, and it seems that it really deserves its reputation, but as he said just now, he wants to copy the font of this character, and even become the originator of this font in the future!

If Liu Xu knew his thoughts, he would definitely roll on the ground with laughter directly, this is not copying the font of the Wen Sage, but copying him Liu Jiuri!

As soon as the children's test is over, the world will know that this unique font was created and carried forward by Liu Xu!

"Thirty thousand." Ye Yin's voice did not fluctuate at all, 30,000 taels of silver was already his limit, and it was also the limit that their Ye family could bear!

Just when everyone was surprised and Qian Lao hesitated, Liu Xu stood up suddenly, and he decided, let Ye Yin be the big boss.

"You are the rumored genius Ye Yin, right, 30,000, sold to you!"