Chapter 350 Is Bound to Win

The latest website: Painting? ?

Shu Yu stopped abruptly and turned to look downstairs.

The box has windows, but in order to allow the guests in the box to see the exhibits downstairs more easily, the black market adopts the mullion window, which is equivalent to the current blinds.

As long as you reach out and press down the thin blade in the middle, you can see the scene outside.

But people outside could not see the appearance of the guests in the box.

At this moment, Shu Yu looked down through the gap in the leaves, and really saw the middle-aged man on the high platform unfold a painting.

It is landscape painting.

Shu Yu immediately turned his head, "Fourth Uncle, come and see if the painting you are talking about is the one on the stage."

Yuan Shanchuan's heart was tense, he hurriedly stood up, and the bull helped him to the window to look down.

The next moment, he suddenly became excited, "Yes, it's this painting, it's this."

He turned to look at Shu Yu, "Is there any way we can get this painting back?"

Shu Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's definitely not appropriate to rush to get the painting, wait and see which box guest took the painting away."

There is no way to start in the black market, only after leaving the black market.

So she had to write down the box where the picture was taken, and find out the identity of this person.

Yuan Shanchuan swallowed his saliva, anxious in his heart, but he could only nod his head and looked nervously at the painting below.

The middle-aged man on the high platform has already begun to introduce the origin of the painting, "This painting is the work of Mr. Shanju. Everyone who wants to come here knows that Mr. Shanju's painting is hard to find, and he only paints two paintings every year. However, in the last year, Mr. Shanju has never painted again."

"Some people say that it was Mr. Shanju Jiang Lang's talent, and some people said that Mr. Shanju's hands were injured and could no longer hold the pen. But no matter what? In the future, Mr. Shanju's paintings? I'm afraid it will be even more rare. This painting was left by Mr. Shanju last year. This is the last picture of the collection, and those who are interested can take it back to appreciate the collection.”

"The starting price? One thousand taels.

"

Shu Yu observed each box? Yuan Shanchuan and Daniel looked at each other, a thousand taels, so expensive.

The things here? But the base price is 1000 taels, as if the money is not money.

However, at this time, they were on the next floor of the box where Shu Yu and the others were located? The man who also heard the starting price said with disgust, "It's only one thousand taels? Ah Yun? Your paintings are worthless. Remember back then? You? A painting has provoked children and girls from aristocratic families in the capital to rush to grab it? The price is close to 30,000 taels of silver."

Meng Yunzheng, who was sitting in the middle of the box, also looked like he couldn't see his true face? He took a sip of tea from the teacup? Then he said? "Why is this painting here?"

Zhao Xi touched his chin? "I don't know, how many hands have been turned horizontally and vertically?"

He said? He began to get excited? "I'm going to make a bid? Why do I have to mention your worth? So that you haven't painted for a year? Others forget Mr. Shanju."

Exactly, someone outside the bakery has already called for 3,000 taels.

Zhao Xi immediately lowered his voice? He began to shout? "Five thousand taels."

Meng Yunzheng raised his head and glanced at him, "Don't play too much, don't forget that our purpose is the last auction item. If you accidentally take this painting back, we may not have enough money."

Zhao Xi waved his hand, "Don't worry.".

He found that in a box on the third floor, there was someone who was bound to get this painting...