Chapter Seventy-Seven: A Poor Ghost

Wen Yu was wearing a hood, but Wen Wen was still recognizable at a glance.

Wen Jiarui naturally recognized it, and when he saw Wen Yu and Zhu Zhenxuan walking together, he was slightly surprised, and he didn't think much about it, just about to call her, he took his hand warmly.

Wen Jiarui only realized that he was now transfigured!

Zhu Zhenxuan saw that the eyes of the two fell on Wen Yu, he immediately stretched out his hand to block in front of Wen Yu, with the posture of a flower messenger, escorted Wen Yu out, and glared at the two, worried that they had collided with Wen Yu.

Wen Yu also glanced at the two of them and whispered, "Brother Zhenxuan, do you think this person feels a little miss my fourth uncle." ”

Wen Jiarui's body stiffened, and he walked forward warmly and casually.

Zhu Zhenxuan glanced at them and warmed them: "No, can they afford to wear such good clothes?" ”

His ex-father-in-law, his clothes were washed white, and his whole body was covered in patches, and there was no place to be good.

The clothes of these two people, at a glance, know that they are not cheap, at least two taels of silver a set, can the broken household afford it?

Zhu Zhenxuan felt disgusting as long as he thought of warmth and scarface, Wen Jiarui, because they had embarrassed themselves.

Wen Yu sneered: "That's right, my fourth uncle has a scar on his face, and his face is scary to look at." Brother Zhenxuan, do you think my painting has improved? Will that person take a fancy to it? ”

"Yu'er, your painting is so good, you will definitely be appreciated by Mr. Yu." Fortunately, he and the plague god divorced, otherwise what qualifications would he have to walk with such an excellent Yu'er.

Wen Yu smiled when she heard this: "Are you really sure that Mr. Xu will come to the auction house today?" ”

Wen Yu wanted to worship Master Xu as his master, but he couldn't enter.

Master Xu is the Taishan Beidou in the calligraphy and painting world, and his calligraphy and painting are even praised by the Queen Mother and the Emperor.

His paintings are worth thousands of gold and are being collected by competition.

Five years ago, he released a rumor that he wanted to accept an apprentice with aura, but unfortunately he didn't receive it for so many years.

Master Xu and Mrs. Lin have been friends for many years, because Mrs. Lin was the head of Lushan Academy, and I heard that Lushan Academy produced many talents, so he also came over and lived in the academy for a year.

Few people know about this, but this year, Guo Fuzi was admitted to Lushan Academy as a gentleman, and he accidentally knew about it. Her brother is Guo Fuzi's proud disciple and future son-in-law, so she only knew.

But Master Xu lives in a simple place, and she has already visited several posts through Guo Fuzi, but they have been rejected, so she can only make this decision.

"Sure, I was in the academy that day and overheard it." So today, he and Wen Yu came to the auction house to auction the paintings, the purpose was to attract Master Xu's attention.

Zhu Zhenxuan is a student of Lushan Academy, and Wen Yucai looks at him differently.

Because Zhu Zhenxuan is a student of Lushan Academy, the only one in the town who has been admitted, he thinks very highly of himself, and naturally he doesn't look down on warmth.

Wen Yu was relieved when he heard this: "Then hurry up and go in and see where Master Xu is sitting." ”

A young man from the auction house listened to the conversation between the two and said: "It turns out that the girl wants to worship Master Xu as a teacher, her painting is really good, she is very aura, if Master Xu really comes to the auction, she will definitely be able to enter Master Xu's eyes." ”

A Confucian man next to him dressed as an old man replied rarely: "It is indeed a good painting." ”

Master Xu is a frequent customer of their auction house, and every time the auction house receives a good painting, it will notify Master Xu to come and see it, but no one else knows about this except the people in the auction house.

Otherwise, it is estimated that their auction house will auction paintings every time!

Wen Yu hadn't gone far to listen to the words of the two in his ears, the corners of his mouth were uplifted, and he was a little more confident.

His chin was slightly raised, and he walked towards the auction room.

Wen Jiarui glanced at Zhu Zhenxuan's back coldly, fortunately, Sister Nuan had already divorced from this Sven scum!

A hundred Zhu Zhenxuan are not worthy of a warm sister!

He is a man, so he naturally sees the admiration for Wen Yu in Zhu Zhenxuan's eyes, the two of them are so familiar, and they are neighbors in the town, it is estimated that they have already seen each other.

This kind of man who thinks differently, bullies the poor and loves the rich, it is useless to marry!

Wen Wen didn't think too much about it, she didn't take the two of them in her eyes at all.

Wen Wen pulled Wen Jiarui's sleeve: "Dad, what are you looking at?" ”

Wen Jiarui came back to his senses: "No. ”

The two came to the reception desk.

Wen Jiarui: "Sir, we have a painting for auction. ”

The old man nodded, thinking that it seemed that there were still many people who knew that Master Xu would be here today.

He took out a document: "This is the agreement between the two parties to the auction, you can only auction if you have a look at it and there is no objection." ”

Wen Jiarui took it and looked at it seriously.

Wen Wen glanced at it, the document was not long, she read it at a glance, and the point was that the auction fees for the goods auctioned in the auction house had to be paid 20% of the transaction price.

After reading it, Wen Jiarui asked for warm opinions and signed.

Nuan Wen took out a painting, and the old man of the auction house opened it casually, and then he was stunned, and his face changed.

He carefully unfolded the whole painting, his eyes showing appreciation.

He quickly picked up the magnifying glass placed next to him, trembled his hands slightly, and slowly moved with the magnifying glass to look at it a little bit, and the appreciation in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

The young man next to him also had his eyes lit up.

He felt that what he had just said was too full, and Master Xu probably looked at the painting just now if he was blind!

What's a little aura, compared to this one, that's fart!

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The auction hall is divided into a premium auction hall and a general auction house.

Valuable items such as paintings, calligraphy, antiques, and jade are auctioned at high-end auction houses, while ordinary items are auctioned at low-end auction houses.

The two of them got two high-end auction house tickets from the old man.

The two walked in, and by this time, the front row of the field was already full.

Nuan and Wen Jiarui sat alone behind the crowd, and also picked a middle position, and there was no one sitting in the back row of them.

Wen Yu and Zhu Zhenxuan were still looking for a place.

Wen Yu's hat had been taken off, and she looked around the audience, glancing at everyone in the field, she wanted to see which one was Master Xu.

In the end, she felt that sitting in the middle of the middle row, the old man who looked a little bit of bone fairy style should be Master Xu.

"Brother Zhenxuan, let's go sit there." As the words fell, she took the lead herself.

There was an empty seat behind the old man of the Dao Bone Immortal Wind, and Wen Yu wanted to sit behind him.

Zhu Zhenxuan was about to say that there was no place anywhere, but seeing that Wen Yu had already walked over, he could only hurry up.

Wen Yu sat down, she looked back at a black-robed old man behind her, the clothes on his body had been washed white, the original black was about to turn dark gray, and the cuffs were also a little worn, which was incompatible with the brightly dressed people around him.

Wen Yu said, "Uncle, are you also here for the auction?" ”

Xu Tingzhi's expression was always serious, and when she heard this, she raised her eyes and glanced at her: "No, come and see." ”

Wen Yu showed a look that was really like this!

"Uncle, you're not here for the auction, can you sit in the back? Don't get in the way of those of us who want to auction things, my eldest brother doesn't have a seat yet! ”

Xu Tingzhi listened, his serious face did not change his expression, and he couldn't see his joy or anger, he stood up and walked to the back.

Wen Yu pursed her lips and muttered in a low voice: "A poor ghost, he has no self-knowledge at all. ”