ps: Thank you, Da Da, Xingyu's reward. After sending this chapter, I went to Zhuhai! Some friends over there, join the group and treat you to dinner.

"This... Although this painting can be seen in the early Qing Dynasty, it is not a master's work. It doesn't matter if I give it to my younger brother. It's just that this bowl of 60 million is indeed a bit low. I wonder if I can add more points to make money from me?"

"Haha, Boss Liu, you must think I was invited by Brother Yu Wan to bid for a price? You are wrong. I am here to intercept the lord! I think this price should be higher than all the quotes you received, mainly because I have a grudge with this bowl maniac. If he wants to take it away from me in the future, he will either exchange it for treasures or pay me 100 million. Hahahaha, in essence, Boss Liu and I are the same businessman!"

Damn! You two are talking about business, don’t you use your brother as your background? Wang Yuwan looked at the Luohan bowl on the table, and his heart was bleeding. He couldn’t afford the 60 million, but the key is that he would pay the 60 million. Tomorrow, his family should drink the northwest wind. He really can’t compare to this rich man!

"Sixty-five million! My brother adds only five million. You can take away the things and I will give it to you unconditionally!"

Liu Changshui weighed the pros and constrained for a long time, gritted his teeth and added five million. Then he looked at Wu Di with a composure. Wu Di pretended to pick up the bowl and looked at it for a while, shook his head and said:

"To be honest, Boss Liu, I regret it now. The 60 million is really a bit high. It would be a bit comforting for you to give me the painting, but the price really cannot be added. Otherwise, let's talk about this painting alone?"

Liu Changshui sighed, as if the ball was deflated, and said helplessly:

"If it weren't for the recent capital turnover, I wouldn't even consider this price. The appreciation space for this thing is unlimited! Forget it. Just like the guy said, I am a businessman, and the businessman must be content with his duties. You can't just ask for those millions of dollars to stop turning around, right? Take this bowl of brother, and I will also give it to you according to my words, just hope that everyone will become friends in the future and can introduce me to a few more customers, with small profits and quick turnover!"

Small profits and quick turnover? If antiques are all small profits and quick turnover, there is probably no huge profit industry in the world. However, taking advantage of it can be regarded as avenging Wang Yu'an's "hate of that year". I still have to say a few words about social engagements, but today I kill two birds with one stone, and this transaction is also appropriate.

Wen Lan saw Wu Di paying the bill casually, and she couldn't help but stick out her tongue. Before the morning was over, she spent 100 million yuan. Should this be said to be antiques valuable, or is Wu Di just a complete nouveau riche?

"It's both! It's like a single family like him, and there's no other semicolon. Otherwise, brothers don't live! Boy, honestly, what's the mystery of this painting? Don't tell me that it was written by Xu Wei. My master saw it a few years ago. He rejected it on the spot!"

"This painting is indeed not written by Xu Wei, but you must know that this person is the only one who paints it. He has a unique mysterious gate in freehand flowers. His brushwork is free and smooth, and his style is sparse and light. He uses ink to set colors. It can be called "the traces of light colors and light ink have been transformed!"..."

"Damn, you said this is as famous as Xu Wei and was promoted to "Qing Teng Baiyang", Mr. Baiyang, Chen Chun's masterpiece? No, definitely not, the style is too different!"

"Haha, I didn't say that this painting was made by him alone. Why are you anxious? Don't you know the story you heard me just now? I've actually told you the answer there. I thought this was a legend, but I didn't expect it to be with these two people."

Wang Yuwan didn't turn around for a while, Wen Lan reacted quickly and asked:

"Adi, are you saying that this painting was painted by the old abbot, but the poem was written by Xu Wen?"

Wu Di shook his head and said with a smile:

"No, Brother Yu Wan figured it out?"

"I figured it out. You mean that this painting was written by Chen Chun and written by Xu Wei! This is impossible. Although Xu Wei became famous early, Chen Chun should have died at that time, right?"

"Haha, this is Chen Chun's last work, Xu Wei and Xu Wen's long poem, a priceless treasure!"

"It is impossible. Although both are freehand painting styles of ink and wash painting, Chen Chun's paintings are the literati Junya all the way, with delicate and changeable brushstrokes, which should be a world of difference from the crazy painting! Moreover, since he was middle-aged, he has made landscapes intermittently, and the style is more obvious. This painting is definitely not what he painted! If you say this word was written by Xu Wei, there is a little possibility. After all, after all, when you say this, I feel that it is a little similar."

Wu Di scratched his head in distress. What should I say? Can I say it was told by the Book of Heaven? But from the style of painting, it is indeed more towards Xu Wei. Could it be that Chen Chun, who was prompted by the Book of Heaven, had something else? It could not be the poem written by Xu Wei and written by Chen Chun? Grandma, when this poem was released, Mr. Chen’s bones were probably about to turn into ashes?

"I'm too lazy to tell you that Chen Chun was a young man who painted in detail, and after middle age, he was indulgent in his brushwork and started his own business. Why can't he draw such a painting? In addition, this poem has a magnificent font and is unrestrained and unrestrained font. Why is it not Xu Wei's work? Grandma, I will look back and look for information, and I will convince you, the old boy!"

"Add to you, convince! I am 10,000% convinced to my brother's courage and luck. I just don't know if I can take advantage of my brother's poverty and lack of ability to collect it, and I will introduce you to borrow this Arhat Bowl for ten or eight years to play with it?"

"Get out! I'll be ten or eight years old. With your attitude, I can't do it for ten days or half a month!"

Wang Yuwan rolled his eyes, moved the battlefield, and said:

"I bought something worth 100 million and bought a priceless treasure. I obviously can't go on any longer. Why don't we withdraw it?"

"Removal? No need, I have a way!"

Wu Di waved to the crowd behind him, and a young man suddenly flashed out not far away, and came to the three of them in a few seconds. Wu Di ordered:

"Take these items back and look forward to it, otherwise it will not be enough to pay if you sell your wife!"

The sparrow blinked his little eyes twice and complained in his heart.

"My wife? My wife didn't spend a penny! But my sister-in-law is quite valuable...hehe."

"Okay, you kid, finally show the might of a rich young man? I decided that I won't treat you at noon today, so I'll kill you, a rich man!"

Wu Di went up and hugged him and said with a sneering smile:

"Isn't this a wife not done yet, I need...ah? That's what!"

Wang Yuwan looked at Wen Lan who was following Wu Di quietly, punched him hard on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"You boy! Let's take you to a small restaurant. The fat intestines and tofu is absolutely amazing. Eating them can melt your intestines!"

The store Wang Yuwan mentioned was in the antique city, but it was a little far from where they were, on the other end. The three of them were laughing and walking there while casually looking at the things on the roadside stalls. Wu Di only felt that this kind of leisurely life was better than a god. Compared with this, Debao's countless trips to Myanmar were worse.

It was almost noon, and when we arrived at a location close to the food street, the crowd suddenly surged, and Wang Yuwan scratched his head helplessly.

"Grandma, I'll have to use privileges later, otherwise there will be no seat."

"Haha, I'll just open my mouth anyway. If you can't arrange this, I'll go back and promote it to you in the circle, so that you are too shameless to see people! Damn, I almost forgot, do you still remember that little girl with a little nose and a little eyes when Doubao met? I originally said that I would call her to go shopping together, forget it, and call me over and kill you together."

"Little nose and small eyes? That girl should be big, not at all... cough! cough!"

Wang Yuwan glanced at Wen Lan and stopped the car in time. He was ten years older than Wu Di, and it was okay to fight and scold him. But it would be a bit of a good deal to say this in front of a little girl. After all, we are also decent people, aren’t we?

The phone was quickly opened, but unfortunately, Zheng Zhuya walked with her master. It is said that it was a treasure appraisal activity organized by Guangdong TV station, and she could earn a year's tuition fee in just a few days.

Wu Di didn't care either. He was just caring about it, and it didn't matter if he was not there. He was about to turn his head and say something to Wen Lan when suddenly a loud shout came from the corner in front.

"You unscrupulous boss! It would be fine if you don't buy my things. You also said that I'm not a Taoist priest, and even this incense burner was stolen. I'll go to sue you! Look, look, you all, you all see, this is from Guanli, this is from the town, and it's covered with red pokes! If the Guanli hadn't renovated the house, my master wouldn't have let me sell the incense burner. This was passed down by my master's master's master. No, I seem to have counted it wrong. How many masters are there?"

Then Wu Di and the others heard a burst of hilariousness, and Wen Lan couldn't help but smile. This guy was so interesting.

Turning around the corner, I saw a large group of people surrounding me, and the crowd facing their direction was slowly retreating, and then I heard a slender voice saying:

"Thank you, thank you, please give in, be careful not to be smashed. We must sell the incense burner as soon as possible. Master is still waiting for us to get the money back to renovate the main hall."

The crowd cracked apart. The first thing that caught Wu Di's eyes was a big black thing. After a closer look, he saw that, good guy, this rectangular incense burner was as big as half a van. He was placed on a small car and was pushed by two young men in Taoist suits and bumped towards them crookedly.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop, two little brothers, are you going to sell this incense burner? What is the price?"
Chapter completed!