Mr. Xu looked up at Jimo Qinglian and pondered for a while, then said, "Mr. Qi is saying that you sell a jade lingzhi, didn't you say that it is just a leaf?" ”

"Just a leaf." Jimo Qinglian emphasized again, while speaking, she also carefully explained a large number of this Mr. Xu, who is in his fifties and is well maintained, but there are still age spots under the root of the ear, so old, his father is aging normally, and this jade Ganoderma lucidum is the best symptomatic medicine.

"Do you think that such a leaf is not worth the money of an ancient painting?" Tian Toad stared at the jade Lingzhi leaf, and his saliva was about to flow out.

"I thought I could get some bargains." Mr. Xu suddenly laughed wittily.

Qi Yanwu finally breathed a sigh of relief, if the transaction between Jimo Qinglian and Mr. Xu failed today, although this matter really has nothing to do with him, it's a big deal, use the channel of the Dark Night Flying Dragon to auction this elixir for her, and then, she likes antique calligraphy and painting, it's not a big deal, as long as you have money, where can't you get the real thing?

However, after all, this Mr. Xu was introduced by him, if he couldn't trade, and even a little dirty, he was worried that Jimo Qinglian would not be happy in his heart, and he would inevitably not be treated to see him.

"Obviously, we are not fools, Mr. Xu has no advantage to take advantage of," Jimo Qinglian said with a smile.

"Hmm" Mr. Xu smiled and gestured to one of the bodyguards next to him.

The bodyguard was busy carefully holding a bamboo tube, Mr. Xu took it, handed it to Jimo Qinglian, and said with a smile: "Miss Qinglian is inspecting the painting, but it's just ......"

"Just what?" Jimo Qinglian asked.

"Originally, I said 10 million euros, plus such an ancient painting, I originally thought it was the whole jade Ganoderma lucidum, but now it is a leaf, so I won't pay the 10 million euros, if Miss Qinglian is gnawing on adding a leaf, the 10 million euros, I will still pay." Mr. Xu said.

"Oh?" Jimo Qinglian's eyes fell on the bamboo tube, and after a while, she reached out and took it, and then, pulled out the plug on the bamboo tube, and poured out a scroll of ancient paintings from it, on which the ancient paintings were also wrapped in a layer of plastic paper, probably prepared for moisture.

Jimo Qinglian put the ancient painting on the table, but it didn't move.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Niu Dasha asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing" Ji Mo Qinglian looked at Qi Yanwu, Qi Yanwu was originally inexplicable by her, but with a turn of her head, she already understood that Song Huizong's calligraphy and paintings, now in the international market, are indeed high bridges, although he is not sure, there is no value of more than 10 million euros, but after all, it is still those that are relatively large and delicate, such small, I am afraid it is not worth the price.

Jimo Qinglian has not yet opened the scroll, but, judging from the packaging, the size of this painting is definitely not large, it should belong to this kind of ancient scroll ancient painting in the form of a screen, and it is definitely not a Zhongtang or the like.

"Mr. Xu's price is a bit low," Qi Yanwu said, "Moreover, I didn't say that it was a whole elixir, just that there was an elixir for sale." ”

There are some words that it is better to explain clearly.

"This is uninherited," Mr. Xu smiled and said indifferently.

"If it hasn't been handed down, we can't confirm whether it's genuine." Qi Yanwu said with a smile, in other words, if they exchange with each other, they will suffer a big loss.

"Although this painting is not too large, it is not too small, it is a typical screen drawing, and I can guarantee that this is definitely a masterpiece, and once it is exhibited, it will shock the antique painting world." Mr. Xu smiled, "Why doesn't Miss Qinglian open it and take a look?" ”

"Please open it up Mr. Xu." Jimo Qinglian said, "I'm afraid of touching porcelain." ”

"How so?" Mr. Xu smiled, "I look at Xiang is that kind of profiteer? ”

"Sort of," the toad whispered.

"This little Taoist priest is really interesting." Mr. Xu snorted, and then, made a gesture to his bodyguard, who took out a pair of disposable plastic gloves, took the ancient painting, opened the plastic wrapping paper outside, and carefully unfolded the painting on the table.

"Miss Qinglian can come over and have a look." Mr. Xu greeted.

In fact, there was no need for him to greet him, all the people couldn't help but look around, as Mr. Xu said, this is a fine painting, even if there is no name of Song Huizong, I am afraid that it can be handed down.

Gongbi flower and bird picture, on a begonia flower branch, perched two emerald feather parrots, emerald red flowers, complement each other, even, just look at the painting, that is, Mo Qinglian felt the strong spring, including the parrot's distinctive activities, she can feel.

"Miss Qinglian doesn't have to worry about touching porcelain, please feel free to inspect the painting." Mr. Xu said.

"Hmm" Jimo Qinglian nodded, what she was worried about was not the problem of touching porcelain, after all, if she touched porcelain, it would only lose money, and if this painting was not good, it would be fatal.

Taking the painting from the table, Ji Mo Qinglian looked at it carefully, then looked at the payment and seal, and then handed it to Niu Dasha.

To Qi Yanwu's surprise, the fool who seemed to be rough looking, at this time, his expression was unexpectedly cautious, he was like such an old pedant, he looked at the painting carefully for a long time, and even the quality of the paper was transparent, and then said: "It's a genuine work." ”

"In this case, if Mr. Xu has no doubts about the jade lingzhi, today's business will be considered a deal." Jimo Qinglian said, although, she suffered a big loss in this business.

"Very good, very good," Mr. Xu smiled heartily, "Miss Qinglian is really a cheerful person." As he spoke, his bodyguard had already closed the lid of the brocade box neatly, and then carefully held it in his hand.

Jimo Qinglian's gaze fell on the hands of the bodyguard, which were a pair of very ordinary men's hands, not rough, but definitely not delicate, I couldn't tell if I had practiced martial arts, the only difference was that every nail of those hands was as black as ink, and it was a little scary to look at.

"It's not early, I won't bother Miss Qinglian, so I'll take my leave" Mr. Xu stood up.

Jimo Qinglian glanced at Qi Yanwu, Qi Yanwu understood, and was busy sending Mr. Xu out.

After waiting for Mr. Xu to leave, Niu Dasha asked, "Sister, what do you think?" ”

"What do you ask?" Jimo Qinglian asked, "Painting, or people?" ”

It just so happened that Qi Yanwu sent Mr. Xu in from outside, and asked curiously, "Naturally, it's a painting, what's wrong with people?" ”

Niu Dasha scratched his head and smirked: "That painting should be fine, it is indeed the handwriting of the soft egg emperor of Song Huizong, but that person has some problems." ”

"He is a very well-known medicinal herb merchant in Taiwan, he is quite generous, and he is also an old friend of my master, so he begged me to be accommodating this time, and I agreed." Qi Yanwu said, "What's wrong, what's wrong with others?" ”

In fact, as long as the painting is fine, the deal will be successfully completed.

"I like Song Huizong's soft egg emperor very much." Jimo Qinglian glanced at Niu Dasha, a little unpleasant.

"Sister, do you like his paintings and calligraphy, don't you like the soft egg emperor who didn't use lust, okay?" Niu Dasha hurriedly retorted, "Besides, if you really go back to ancient times, he is the emperor, and our family has never raised an emperor flower slave, so it's better not to like it." ”

Qi Yanwu wanted to laugh, but finally held back, Xia Xiao really couldn't hold back, what kind of theory is this, he immediately secretly pulled Qi Yanwu over, and asked in a low voice: "Why does this fool like to find flower slaves for the little master of Qinglian so much?" ”

"People are stupid, can you think with the thinking of normal people like us?" Qi Yanwu whispered.

"Indeed" Xia Xiao has been here for a few days, and he has somewhat understood the strange group structure of the Rejuvenation Fang.

For Niu Dasha, any words of Mo Qinglian are more effective than the holy decree of the Emperor of the Soft Egg.

"That man should be our fellow disciple." Jimo Qinglian smiled, what should come is to come after all, some things, no matter how they deny it or hide it, they can't hide it.

"Won't it?" When Qi Yanwu heard this, he immediately shouted.

"Why not?" Niu Dasha asked rhetorically, "Do you know what poison he used on this painting?" If it weren't for my sister's awesomeness today, do you think today's trade would go smoothly? ”

"What?" Qi Yanwu was dumbfounded on the spot, why was he so unlucky? Every time he wants to do what he likes, but why does he make a mess of things every time? "Qinglian, I'm sorry, I don't care about my business...... Really, no, you've touched the painting, are you okay? ”

Qi Yanwu was a little upside down, messy, she didn't care about Niu Dasha, she was busy pulling Jimo Qinglian's hand, looking at her white and tender hands, there was nothing abnormal, this was a relief.

"My sister has already detoxified" Niu Dasha looked at Qi Yanwu's nervous appearance, and said lightly, "If something really happens, I will let them go?" ”

"Oh my God......" Qi Yanwu really felt like he was collapsing.

"I know this has nothing to do with you, and you mean it well." Jimo Qinglian looked at Qi Yanwu's appearance, and said with a faint smile, "It's okay, there's no problem with painting, I'll clean it up." As she spoke, she hurriedly rolled up the painting, still wrapped it in plastic paper, and put it in a bamboo tube.

"Little Master Gong likes Song Huizong's painting the most, waiting to go to Los Angeles and give it to him." Jimo Qinglian said with a smile.

Niu Dasha still looked excited just now, and after hearing Jimo Qinglian's words, he suddenly reached out and touched his waist, where there was a heavy cyan slab brick - he had an urge to kill Shen Yeqin with a brick.

"My old man doesn't like Song Huizong's painting of the soft egg emperor at all." Niu Dasha almost gritted his teeth and said.

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