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Chapter 402 The auction begins

I heard that his father had accepted another apprentice, a female one. Although he knew that his father was a very discerning person, Kang Yannian still didn’t pay enough attention to Zhao Ruxi. He thought that Zhao Ruxi’s painting talent was limited to sketching, and it was only by chance that he was accepted by his father.

Apprentice. I didn’t expect that my father would actually accept such an apprentice.

Kang Shilin had no time to pay attention to the complicated moods of his son and his eldest disciple. He was currently staring at the crowd below.

Today is the day when the young apprentice's paintings will be displayed in front of people. Although he has great confidence in his young apprentice's paintings, he is not famous after all. He is worried that everyone only values ​​fame but does not have eyesight.

So his focus was entirely on the reactions of those below.

I saw Eunuch Qin leading the boy slowly walking between the seats. Wherever the painting went, the guests seemed to have been cast a restraining spell and stood there motionless. When they came to their senses, everyone was thinking

He approached the painting, but was politely stopped by Eunuch Qin.

"Oh my god, it's amazing."

"Whose painting is this?"

"If I had seen it, I wouldn't know it."

In excitement, everyone couldn't help but raise their voices, and the discussion reached Kang Shilin's ears.

Kang Shilin breathed a sigh of relief, with a proud look on his face.

As long as these people are not blind.

Not only Kang Shilin, but also everyone else in the box also focused their attention downstairs after saying a few words.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Wu Zong turned to Zhao Ruxi and smiled: "Junior sister, how much do you think you can get for this painting?"

Zhao Ruxi shook his head: "It's hard to say. After all, I am a nobody."

Wu Huaisi said: "Don't worry, your painting is so shocking. Anyone with eyes can know its value. Although Zuo Qiusheng is famous, his horse is a small horse, so how can he compete with it?

Crossing the roaring mountains and rivers? Not to mention others, only you and I, senior brother, have two paintings in front of us, and I must choose your painting."

"Thank you, Senior Brother, for your love." Zhao Ruxi smiled.

Wu Zong couldn't help but give his junior sister a thumbs up in his heart.

Since Zhao Ruxi became a disciple, although Wu Huai Temple's attitude towards Zhao Ruxi was not bad and he was more protective of Zhao Ruxi when things happened, it was all for the sake of the master and did not pay much attention to Zhao Ruxi himself.

Later, I saw that Zhao Ruxi was good in both his conduct and talents. Although he had some changes, his attitude basically did not change much.

Once you reach the level of Wu Huai Si as an official, you will see countless people and things, and fewer and fewer people will be able to catch Wu Huai Si's eye.

But just now, he could clearly feel that the senior brother was deliberately getting close to the junior sister.

If it were anyone else, they would be flattered to receive such a show of kindness from the senior brother. They would gladly accept the kindness from the senior brother and respond warmly to the senior brother.

But the junior sister still maintained her previous attitude, as if she couldn't feel the cold treatment from the senior brother before and the warm welcome now. Her attitude remained the same.

What does it mean to be neither humble nor arrogant? The junior sister vividly interpreted the meaning of this idiom for him.

Zhao Ruxi's attitude not only did not make Wu Huaisi unhappy, but made him value it more and more.

Kang Yannian's attitude change was the same as Wu Huaisi's.

"The bidding has begun." Gong Cheng's excited voice brought Wu Zong back from his thoughts, "Let's see what the lowest price is."

The base price for Zuo Qiusheng's painting was eight thousand taels of silver. Gong Cheng wanted to know what the base price the fifth prince would set for his junior sister's painting.

When he said this, everyone else's attention was also focused on Guan Wentao.

The level of the reserve price represents the auction house's recognition of Zhao Ruxi's painting, and is also the key to establishing Zhao Ruxi's status.

"It can't be too low, and it can't be too high." Wu Huaisi stared at Guan Wentao and murmured.

Everyone was originally worried that it was too low, but after hearing what he said, it suddenly made sense.

The setting was too low, and everyone was murmuring more and more. Zhao Ruxi's painting style was too strong, and no one had ever seen it before. Now that it has been confirmed by the auction house, the price may not be too high.

But if the base price is set higher than Zuo Qiusheng, when the truth comes out, everyone will feel like they have been cheated.

You little girl, how can you be more famous and outstanding than Zuo Qiusheng?

At that time, no one will care who set the auction's reserve price. They will only think that Zhao Ruxi is too arrogant and ignorant.

"I have just said that when you choose something, you will find the right person. So whether it is the galloping horse picture in front or the landscape painting just now, the auction house has covered the artist's signature with something. Our original intention is to let everyone

See with your eyes and feel with your heart. We hope that everyone appreciates and collects paintings, not for the fame of the artist, but to truly pay attention to the painting itself. Money cannot buy a good heart. Only if you like it,

No matter how much you pay, you think it's worth it. If you don't like it, it's worthless. Do you think Wen Tao is right?"

"Yes. But I still want to know who painted this painting." Someone below finally stopped pretending to be an official and shouted from below.

Everyone burst into laughter.

After laughing, someone echoed: "Yes, tell us who painted it."

"Only the person who photographed this painting is qualified to know this question." Guan Wentao said with a smile, then suppressed his smile and said seriously, "The landscape painting "Flying River" has a reserve price of eight thousand taels of silver, and the bidding is now open.

"

As he spoke, he struck the snare drum with a "dong" sound.

As soon as he finished speaking, a boy immediately raised a sign: "Ten thousand taels."

The scene fell silent for a moment. Everyone looked at the boy blankly - they hadn't even recruited the messenger boy yet, who was so impatient that he immediately raised the price to ten thousand taels?

In Xiao Lingpu's box, Fu Yunlang looked at his brother speechlessly: "Brother, do you like this painting so much?" Before the lowest price was quoted, his brother asked the boy to quote it indiscriminately.

The price is ten thousand taels.

His brother didn't touch any other books except military books, and he didn't have any artistic talent at all. If someone gave him a calligraphy and painting of a famous person, he would definitely want to ask them to exchange it for money of equivalent value, so as not to have to exchange the calligraphy and painting.

Taking it to a pawn shop to exchange for silver is troublesome and depreciates, so it's not cost-effective.

Furthermore, after seeing too much of the poor life of the people at the border, his brother was most disgusted with people spending huge sums of money just to buy something that he couldn't eat or wear.

Just such a person, but now he has to pay 10,000 taels of silver to buy this painting that is neither for food nor clothing. He thinks that his brother is simply crazy.

Fu Yunkai was about to speak when he saw the boy representing their box reported his number of ten thousand taels. Before everyone could wake up from their stupor, he raised his sign again and reported another number: "Fifteen thousand taels."

Two pieces of silver."

Those people were about to ask the messenger boy to report the number, but they saw that the boy named "No. 7" had auctioned himself off, and everyone was stunned again.

What kind of weird trick is this? Can you still do it like this?

"This is..." Fu Yunlang felt that his brain was not working properly.

Xiao Lingpu said calmly: "This is the price I paid."
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