If Song Yi's other collections are all masterpieces, then this painting is more like a stall.

"That's right, Sister Feng, I want it. Xuan Yan pointed to this "stall goods" and nodded again.

"Xiao Yan, is it my sister who doesn't understand enough when I say it?" Feng Yuzhi asked strangely, she had said so much, but Xuan Yan still insisted on this painting.

"No, what Sister Feng said is very clear, it's just that I like this painting. Xuan Yan smiled faintly.

Looking at the smile on Xuan Yan's face, a sentence suddenly flashed in Feng Yuzhi's mind: It's hard to buy a thousand dollars, I like it!

Also, as far as Dr. Xuan Yanyan is concerned, he is not short of money, and it can even be said that he lacks nothing, so why not choose a collection that he likes?

Thinking like this, Feng Yuzhi's eyes when he looked at Xuan Yan were full of admiration and envy, maybe only Xuan Yan's indifferent personality could make him not care about so many gains and losses, and only care about what he liked.

"Okay, since you like it, let's choose it. Feng Yuzhi smiled and nodded, and ordered someone to take down the painting and send it to Xuan Yan's hands.

Rubbing this painting that was a painting on the surface, but in fact it was a hand-me-down prescription, Xuan Yan's face couldn't help but show a rare sense of joy.

Everyone around looked at Xuan Yan's appearance, and they all shook their heads secretly with strange faces.

"This stupid boy, you think you've taken a big advantage, right? The painting he chose, I know, was the most inconspicuous of all the collections of Song Sange. ”

"Tut, I finally had a chance to choose a treasure from Brother Song's hands, and he actually chose such a bullshit painting. ”

"Young people are young people, I don't know what it means to do a good job, you see him like that, and he still treats this painting as a treasure, but as everyone knows, among the collections in the on-site exhibition, if you take out a random piece, the value of this painting is several times higher. ”

"People like it, people are willing, you have to take care of it?" There are also people who speak for Xuan Yan, but there is a hint of schadenfreude in his words.

"Yes, we don't care, but I'm a little curious, what did he do with this painting when he took it home? This painting doesn't have the slightest artistic value, it's not historically valuable, it's only a little bit collectible. "There are professionals, the head of the head is the way to say.

"Maybe it's because it's not very valuable that this painting is so intact? ”

"Hey, that's amazing, the table legs in the house are all paintings from the Ming Dynasty. ”

"That's not distressing, haha. ”

Everyone burst into laughter, and they discussed one after another, and their words were mostly ridiculous and joking.

Listening to the laughter in the crowd, Lin Feng and the others unconsciously showed a trace of mockery on their faces.

Even if they don't know anything about antique collections and other objects, they can see that Xuan Yan's selection this time is a failure.

He turned a blind eye to all the truly valuable collections, and instead favored such a broken painting.

"Turtles are turtles, who know what is good and what is bad. Chen Heng said with a sneer.

"Haha, don't you think it's actually good for him to choose this painting?" Lin Feng asked with a laugh.

Seeing that Chen Heng and the others looked at him suspiciously, he said again: "It's very in line with his identity, it's all like stalls, no one cares!"

"Hehe, Brother Feng's metaphor is good, he is from Lingtai County, even if he is qualified to participate in such an exhibition, he still can't get on the stage!" Li Tianxiang echoed with a grin.

Only Meng Xinxin Leng Qingxuan, and Xue Qicai, who had just arrived, did not speak all the time.

Meng Xinxin didn't need to say much, she was going to be angry at the moment, Xuan Yan really didn't know what to do, Feng Yuzhi reminded him repeatedly, he still insisted on this broken painting, I really don't know how his head grows, is it a mess of paste?

Leng Qingxuan looked at Xuan Yan with brilliant eyes, she felt that Xuan Yan must have his deep meaning in doing this, maybe she found some secret in the painting.

As for the last Xue Qicai, his brows were furrowed tightly, and he suddenly regretted his previous behavior of provoking Xuan Yan.

It's not that I'm afraid of Xuanyan, but I feel that the price is dropping!

Is such a stinky boy who can't even tell the slightest bit of good from bad really worth his attention? Is he really qualified to be his rival Xue Qicai?

Xue Qicai shook his head proudly and turned to leave, leaving Lin Feng and the others to continue watching Xuan Yan's jokes.

Feng Yuzhi heard the ridicule of Xuanyan by everyone around, but she didn't care about it. She just sneered and rolled her eyes, how could Xuan Yan's calm and transcendent realm be understood by this group of ordinary people?

Feng Yuzhi didn't care, and Xuan Yan didn't care even more, after all, among the people present, he was the only one who understood the value of this painting.

The heirloom prescription left by Li Shizhen, the god of medicine, even if the value of Song Yi's other collections is combined, it is far less precious than this painting in his hand!

"You chose it, Uncle Song's heart is probably not so awkward. Feng Yuzhi said to Xuan Yan with a smile.

Xuan Yan smiled secretly in her heart, if Song Yi knew that he chose to take the heirloom prescription, I am afraid that it would not be awkward, and the intention of suicide may be there.

"Okay, Xiaoyan, come with me to meet Uncle Song, he still has business to talk about with you. Feng Yuzhi said again.

Xuan Yan nodded, carefully put the painting into a bamboo tube, and then followed Feng Yuzhi to see Song Yi.

Song Yi was on the second floor of the villa at the moment, his body was full of people, these people did not have the slightest interest in the exhibition that was going on below, but stared at a letter silently.

"Before we even went to look for them, they came to the door, what a deception!" Hu Song suddenly said angrily.

"It seems that they want to wipe us out, Third Brother Song, your Jincheng is also in their plan. Li Ting said with an ugly face.

"Their people have only encountered obstacles in Jincheng, and this time, I'm afraid they won't give up. Zheng Lin also said.

It was Hu Song and other people from the three cities around Jincheng who had been aggrieved in Jincheng for a week, and the people from Jinzhongmen let out their words, saying that as long as they saw them again, they would definitely let them go and never return!

This is not the most severe, the most serious is the letter in front of me, which also comes from Admiralty!

The content of the letter was an ultimatum to the Admiralty Gate, they asked Song Yi to take the initiative to hand over the underground forces of the Golden City, and at the same time, they also asked Song Yi for the person who injured the disciple of the Admiralty Gate, that is, Xuan Yan!

The letter said that if Song Yi refused to hand over Jincheng and Xuanyan to them obediently, their sect master would lead the Jinzhongmen disciples to Jincheng in person.

At that time, Jincheng is bound to set off a bloody storm!

(End of chapter)