Chapter 145: Portrait Oil Painting
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Qi Feng and Qiu Xihua both looked at Shang Yi when they heard this, and they didn't understand why she wanted to bid.
There are no very precious goods in the container, just some seemingly ordinary furniture, as well as some pendants, ornaments and other small objects.
Just when the two thought that she would say something profound, Shang Yi coughed dryly and said: "Have a good time, no one will shout anyway." β
The first time she participated in this kind of show, she was more interested in re-imagining her sense of wonder and unboxing than relying on this to make money.
"Besides, it's a rich man's container, maybe there are antiques in these old furniture......"
"Ten thousand!"
Before Shang Yi's words fell, Poly, who was not far away, suddenly shouted.
Sensing the gaze of the three of them, he turned his head to show a defiant expression, and even directly compared a middle finger.
Alvie next to her didn't say anything to stop her, although this container seemed to be just full of furniture, but it was the goods of the rich people of the United States, and it was definitely more than the three thousand dollars quoted by Shang Yi.
Shang Yi's eyelids jumped, and the muscles all over his body were already tense, as if he was suppressing his emotions.
If it weren't for the show, she would definitely have done it.
"Twenty thousand!"
"Twenty-five thousand!"
"Thirty thousand!"
As the price rises, the atmosphere of the scene gradually becomes restless.
Thirty thousand dollars, which is already the price of a small bridge car.
"Thirty-two!"
Shang Yi calmly faced and quoted a new price.
Qi Feng was secretly surprised, he really didn't see that the treatment of domestic special forces was quite good, and Shang Yi shouted tens of thousands of dollars without blinking an eyelid.
"Thirty-five thousand!"
Poly's expression was arrogant, and then he raised his hand and shouted the price.
"Forty thousand!"
"Fifty thousand!"
"Fifty-five thousand!"
"Six, Six......"
Shang Yi gritted his teeth, and finally shook a little.
As the deputy captain of the special squad, her salary is indeed okay, but she can't withstand such a shout.
Qi Feng was stunned for a moment, good guy, he can understand that Shang Yi is not very rich at all, and he is simply competing with Poly.
At this moment, the scene was anxious, and the rest of the people could see that the two were competing, and they didn't shout the price with interest.
"Sixty thousand!"
As Shang Yi loudly reported the figure of 60,000, everyone cheered even with the host.
After all, the port treasure hunt is to make money, and the quotation is usually below 50,000, and it is relatively rare to shout to 60,000.
At this moment, Poly's face was not very good-looking, and after discussing a few words with Elvie, he quoted a new price.
"Sixty thousand!"
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Shang Yi's face was ugly and he hesitated.
Qiu Xihua's expression was firm, and he tugged on Shang Yi's sleeve and said: "Sister Shang Yi, you just have to offer, I have money, and if I lose it then, it will be mine!" β
With her support, Shang Yi's waist pole was a little stiffer, and he raised his hand to shout again.
"Eh, don't be impulsive!"
Qi Feng saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly stopped her.
The three of them just came over to have fun, the focus was on the container containing cultural relics, why compete with others for tens of thousands of dollars, wasting money for a momentary mood?
If there is really only some ordinary furniture in the container, it will be a great loss for Shang Yi to come to the United States.
Shang Yi frowned, hesitated for a moment and nodded.
It's also true, they just join in the fun and don't understand anything, what if the container is full of garbage?
She can lose money on her own, but she can't paint in the autumn and evening for the sake of raising the bar.
Poly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, in fact, he didn't dare to deliberately stimulate Shang Yi anymore when the price was 50,000 yuan, and he would shout the price purely because he liked the container.
Elvi had already walked over to inspect the container, and the host approached Poly and asked him why he had paid so much for the container.
Poly smiled smugly, pointed to the back of the container and said, "I noticed a safe inside, and guessed that there was definitely a lot of valuable goods in it." β
As soon as this remark came out, it caused an uproar at the scene.
Many people only then noticed that there was a quaint iron safe hidden in the corner of the container.
This is the container of the rich man of the United States, and now there is a safe, maybe it was the gold bar he prepared for himself to run across the ocean.
Of course, there were some people in the venue who had noticed the safe deposit box for a long time, but the price had risen to $60,000, and they didn't have the confidence to shout again.
Shang Yi snorted coldly, cursing inwardly to make this drive out a pile of garbage.
After Paulie and Elvi inspected the container, their expressions gradually became nervous.
In this container, there is really only some furniture, and a lot of it can only be recycled, and the total value is likely not to exceed 5,000 US dollars.
In other words, all their chances can only be gambled in the safe.
In the midst of the crowd, Poly dragged the iron safe out of it, and then violently smashed the rusty lock of the safe with the hammer handed by the staff.
The safe was already a little old, and it didn't take long for Poly to crack the rusty lock.
When I opened it, it was very empty, except for an artistic portrait of a beautiful woman.
"Oil paintings?"
Paulie and Elvi are both nervous, as long as they don't see the gold bar, they have no bottom in their hearts.
Elvi took out the oil painting and showed it to everyone, and then nervously asked, "Does anyone know this painting?" β
As long as someone knows it, it proves that this is not an ordinary modern painting, but a work of art from the past years.
If the style, technique, and even all aspects of the painting are unfamiliar, it proves that this is a modern viewing painting, and the two of them will lose all their money.
60,000 US dollars, although it is shared equally between two people, it is more than 30,000 dollars.
Neither of them is rich, and they came here with the mentality of making money, especially Elvie, who has two children of a few years old to raise.
Just when the two of them were suddenly in their hearts, the host's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stepped forward to carefully observe the oil painting.
"This painting is familiar to me!"
"If you're not mistaken, it's a portrait of John Singer Sargent!"
The two were overjoyed and asked about the specific value of the painting.
Although I don't understand who this is, looking at the posture, it shouldn't be a loss.
However, the host only knows the person Sargent, and he doesn't know the specific value of the painting, let alone whether it is genuine, so he can only wait until the program team invites relevant people to identify it.
Qiu Xihua looked up at Qi Feng, saw that he was quite surprised, and couldn't help asking, "Teacher Xiaofeng, do you know this painting?" β
For the cultural relics and paintings of China, Qiuxi painting naturally understands very well, but she knows very little about foreign oil painting artworks like this.
"John Singer Sargent, a famous portrait painter in the United States, active in the late 19th and early 20th centuries, painted portraits of President Roosevelt."
"If it is an authentic work of his prime, it is a precious collection in the museum, and if you can find the right buyer, it can sell for at least about two million dollars."
Qi Feng touched his chin and spoke eloquently.