Jianbao Tianyan

Chapter 34
Chapter 34

Zhao Er asked worriedly.

"Then what should we do? We can't compare money to those bastards. Are we really going to return without success today?"

Qin Yu smiled indifferently, and acted as if he had a plan in mind.

"Let's see if they dare to follow!"

……

The 12th collection.

——Bada Shanren and Little Birds in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

As soon as the painting was brought to the stage.

Uncharacteristically, Qin Yu quoted the price directly.

"500 million!"

Qin Yu's voice was so loud that even the auctioneer was dumbfounded.

"This... this gentleman, are you sure you want 500 million to take this painting?"

Qin Yu nodded seriously.

"Of course!"

Then I looked and heard it.

"I suppose you dare not bid?"

Wen Youdao still wanted to follow, but the shopkeepers around him persuaded him one after another.

"The paintings of Badashanren Zhu Da are not popular in the market. Among the previous works, the auction price was more than 300 million. Now Qin Yu bid 500 million in one go, which is probably higher than the reserve price. They are dozens of times higher!"

After listening to the earnest persuasion of the shopkeepers, Wen Youdao hesitated.

"Qin Yu! Since you like this chicken pecking rice map, just take it for 500 million, I won't follow!"

After finishing speaking, he sat down on the stool with his huge buttocks.

The audience in the audience discussed one after another.

Everyone's point of view is very consistent, this Qin Yu must have something in his mind!Otherwise, why would you pay 500 million for such a painting?

Seeing that no one else followed the price, the auctioneer was not in a hurry to count down.

"Treasurer Qin, I think everyone has objections to the value of this painting. If Shopkeeper Qin has an opinion, you are welcome to explain it to everyone."

It's really not that the auctioneer is idle and bored.

The later the collection goes, the more intense the auction will be.

Before selling these authentic products, the auction company will roughly draw up a timetable.

It took less than a minute for the Badashanren birdie picture to be sold, which really disrupted the rhythm of the host, so I wanted Qin Yu to explain it.

To put it bluntly, it is to pass the time.

Qin Yu stepped onto the stage, carefully looked at the picture of Bada Shanren's little bird, and muttered something.

"It's really a rare top grade. This image is exaggerated and exaggerated without losing its spirituality. The ink is dignified and firm without losing the dark lines. It's a good painting! A good painting!"

Qin Yu's praise made the audience even more confused.

"Treasurer Qin, what's special about this painting, just tell us."

"That's right! Shopkeeper Qin, you are intoxicated up there, and we all sit down like idiots."

"Shopkeeper Qin, if you intentionally raise the price, I think you will be exempted."

"Yes! We are not stupid, it is impossible to spend so much money on a bad painting?"

Unexpectedly, Qin Yu laughed at everyone in public.

"Hey! I thought that the people present were all seniors who collected antiquities. Today, it seems that it is nothing more than that!"

"Zhu Da's painting has inherited the exquisite attainments of the ancients in the front, and inspired countless ancient painters in the back. It can be said that this work has the meaning of inheriting the past and ushering in the future. Of course, the value of his cultural relics is far greater than his real value!"

Everyone still didn't understand, but some insiders seemed to understand Qin Yu's words.

"The shopkeeper Qin means that the collection value is much higher than his actual value."

Qin Yu nodded.

"Yes, it is impossible for such a painting to be profitable in the short term, but in the long term, the historical cultural relic value of such a painting is priceless! What's more, these painters in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties The paintings have not yet reached their time, and once they do, you can imagine the price increase!"

At the end, Qin Yu talked about Mr. Qi Baishi's poem on Bada Shanren's paintings.

"Qingtengxue is a far-off mortal child. Old Fou had special talents in those days. I used to be a lackey in Jiuquan, and I came from the three families to turn wheels."

"A talent who can be regarded as a masterpiece by Mr. Qi Baishi with the great talent Xu Wenchang, how can his paintings be worthless?"

Everyone was stunned, and Wen Youdao was also quite surprised when he heard Qin Yu's explanation.

"Shoot! Shoot for me! Ask the price now."

Hou Qifeng was a little hesitant, but firstly, he couldn't bear Wen Youdao's urging, and secondly, what Qin Yu said was indeed reasonable.

Gritting his teeth, he raised his bidding card.

"500 one hundred!"

Who would have known that this was not the first person to bid.

"600 million!"

"630 million!"

"750 million!"

"800 million!"

Qin Yu was in a hurry, and hurriedly forced the auctioneer to drop the hammer.

"Everyone! Everyone! This painting is the price I shouted! You can't bid any more!"

"You said 500 million is 500 million? The auctioneer didn't drop the hammer, and your money doesn't count at all!"

Wen Youdao looked at Qin Yu complacently. To Wen Youdao, it didn't matter whether he took the baby or not. It was the most important thing to feel disgusted at Qin Yu who was against him everywhere.

The auctioneer looked at Qin Yu innocently, expressing that he was helpless.

Qin Yu was in a hurry, and directly called out the sky-high price.

"1000 million!"

Everyone believed that the Bada Shanren Little Niao Tu had reached the limit of his value.

Even Hou Qifeng hid the bidding board, he was afraid that the young master next to him would order him to bid desperately just for the sake of quick time.

Wen Youdao was already in a daze, he knew little about antiques, but he knew Qin Yu's evil ability to appraise treasures.

From the current scene, Qin Yu's hand is the real thing.

Qin Yu must not be allowed to get the bird picture of Bada Shanren and start the business of Zhenbao Pavilion.

"Why are you standing still! Raise your placard! Bid!"

Wen Youdao issued a ruthless order, Hou Qifeng had no choice but to raise his hand again.

"1000 one hundred!"

At this time, everyone looked at Qin Yu. According to the man's behavior just now, he might have to bid a higher price.

After all, the Song Dynasty sunflower-faced bronze mirror was snatched away abruptly by a well-known person.

The auctioneer didn't even drop the hammer, just waiting for Qin Yu to bid.

Qin Yu stretched lazily and said to the auctioneer comfortably.

"What are you looking at me for? Hammerdrop?"

The auctioneer asked cautiously.

"Treasurer Qin...you don't want to shout up?"

"Stop yelling! If you yell again, I will lose!"

After speaking, he swaggered towards his seat.

Wen Youdao was completely dumbfounded.

"Qin Yu, I'll kill your ancestors! You bastard! How dare you trick me!"

In a hurry, he threw the bidding card in his hand at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu dodged nimbly and didn't hurt a single bit.

"Mr. Wen, let me remind you here. After all, we are going through a serious auction. If you don't buy after the auction price like last time, the auction house will fine you liquidated damages!"

Wen Youdao hates it, but this time is different from the ghost market last time, last time I arranged for people to sell, and I can withdraw people at any time.

But now, I can't withdraw, and I'm still the head of the antique street!How can I withdraw?

(End of this chapter)