"Okay, all three Cuiyin bamboo flutes have been auctioned. The auction is a complete success. Thank you for your participation. Please pay for the old guys who took the flute within a week. It will be out of date." After the auction of the last flute, Nie Wenshan stood up with a smile and said.

At the first Cuiyin Bamboo Flute Auction, Mr. Cai took the flute for 180,000 yuan, which was a bit unbelievable. But now, the average price of each bamboo flute has reached one million, which can be said to be more than five times the increase.

The price this time can be said to be beyond his previous expectations. The most critical reason is probably the success of Mr. Cai’s concert, which made these people desperately want to get it because every new thing is the most profit that the first person to master.

Now, except Mr. Cai, no one else has the Cuiyin bamboo flute. It can be said that it is a very favorable opportunity. In the future, as the number of Cuiyin bamboo flutes increases, the chances of their becoming famous will become equal.

There are Cuiyin Bamboo Flutes at flute concerts, so the people must choose people with great reputation and high level. By that time, the price of Cuiyin Bamboo Flutes will not be as exaggerated as it is now.

"Old man Nie, you guy who gets into money's eyes, don't have to wait for a week. I'll transfer the money to you now." Old Yan pointed at Nie Wenshan and cursed with a smile. He gave it to Mr. Cai, and he insisted on the second one and finally got it successfully.

"Yes, we love Cuiyin bamboo flute more than you, the old man. Now we pay quickly, and we can also take it back and get it familiar with the characteristics of the flute." Another old man said with a smile.

At this time, the old man He also said from the side: "Speaking of this, Lao Cai has taken a big advantage. Alas, Lao Cai, have you become a head-down clan playing with mobile phones now? The auction is over. Are you going to say a few words to the person who has obtained two bamboo flutes?" When looking at Lao Cai, he suddenly found that the old man was playing with his mobile phone with his head down and asked in confusion.

As if Mr. Cai didn't hear it, he pressed it on his phone a few more times before he put it away, and smiled, "Old Nie, my money has been transferred to your card, please check it."

When everyone heard his words, they widened their eyes. No wonder they were playing with their mobile phones just now, and they turned out to be busy transferring money. "Old Cai, you are too fast, are you still afraid of Cuiyin Zhu Di?" Old Yan looked at him speechlessly and said.

"You can get the bamboo flute earlier by transferring money early. Thank you very much for your concession. I also thank you for getting the second bamboo flute. You also thank Lao Nie. Without his bamboo flute, there would be no today. If you all attend the auction today, if you think of watching the bamboo flute and listening to the music at my house next, I would be very welcome." Mr. Cai said with a smile, and his tone showed no concealment of excitement.

I got another commonly used Cuiyin Bamboo Flute, which will definitely make his subsequent concerts more perfect and more beautiful.

"Old Cai said it well. Thank you for your support. I will welcome you if you want to watch my bamboo flute in the future." Old Yan also nodded in agreement, then took out his cell phone, "Old man Nie, wait, I will transfer the money to you."

Nie Wenshan waved his hand and smiled, "No hurry, no hurry, although the auction is over, there is another program next."

At this time, a strange look appeared on everyone's face, and their expectations also arose in their hearts, "Old Nie, what program will be next? Do you want to auction other things?"

"The auction has ended, this is a more enjoyable thing than the auction. You can sit down first, I'll get something." Nie Wenshan shook his head and smiled, then said to everyone.

Many people are confused about things that are more enjoyable than auctions, not understanding what the Nie Wenshan gourd is selling.

Zhou Yu sat on the sofa with a smile. During the conversation at noon, he also learned about the next program.

After everyone sat down, Nie Wenshan came back soon, holding a guqin in his hand, gently placed it on the table in the center, and then sat down.

Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but talk about it. Could it be that the program Nie Wenshan mentioned is just playing the piano?

"Oh, oh, I know, I know, Old Man Nie, you must have obtained the magical piano music of the same level as Qingfeng. Is it? It must be like this? You old man actually hid me." At this time, among the more than ten people on the scene, Mr. He, the only guqin player, suddenly thought of something, stood up suddenly, pointed at Nie Wenshan and said.

Everyone also showed a look of surprise on their faces. The previous song of light breeze was simply amazing, and the feeling it brought was far greater than that of other piano music. It was like a breeze blowing on their faces, very comfortable. Is Nie Wenshan really playing a piano music of the same level as the breeze?

Judging from the melody and artistic conception of the piano music, this light organ music is no less than those famous songs passed down from generation to generation. Nie Wenshan claimed to be created by a friend who was unwilling to show up, which also made them half-believing.

"Haha, Lao He is really a clever plan. I didn't mean to hide it from you. I have only learned this piano music recently and have not fully integrated it. Now, taking advantage of this opportunity, I just want you to listen to it." Nie Wenshan said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll listen first. You must give me a copy of the piano score when you look back. By the way, what's the name of the piano piece you want to play?" Mr. He nodded, sat down, then thought of something, and spoke again.

For a guqin player, nothing is more exciting than a new song, not to mention that this new song is a piece of music as high as the breeze.

"The artistic conception displayed by this piano piece is somewhat the same as that of the breeze, but it brings more intense feelings to people's hearts. This song is called Taoyuan, please listen." Nie Wenshan smiled, then gently brushed the strings of the piano and began to play.

Taoyuan, the moment he heard this name, some pictures appeared in everyone's hearts. The most was undoubtedly Tao Yuanming's article "The Peach Blossom Land", which clearly describes the paradise and is very picturesque.

The music of this piano is called Taoyuan, and its artistic conception should be the same as that of the paradise, but I don’t know if it can be felt by them.

As Nie Wenshan played, a wisp of quiet and plain piano music was slowly transmitted, which slowly calmed down their hearts and felt the peace of their hearts. Many people at the scene listened very seriously.

From the beginning of this piano piece, we know that it is absolutely extraordinary. As the piano piece continues to spread, their hearts become more and more calm, as if they feel the tranquility of the paradise, without the troubles in the world, but only the happiness of freedom.

Anyone in this secular society will have all kinds of troubles and sorrows. Whether it is poor, noble and humble, even rich or high-ranking people, they will also have many troubles while enjoying money and power.

And these ancient music performers are no exception. Although music can help them eliminate some troubles, they cannot completely eliminate them. Now, listening to this piano piece, they seem to have forgotten some sorrows, and there seems to be only peace left in their hearts.

Zhou Yu sat on the sofa and listened to the piano music played by Nie Wenshan. Since he got this Taoyuan piano music, he has listened to it no less than the first breeze. He can be said to be familiar with the melody and artistic conception of the piano music.

What Nie Wenshan played was naturally incomparable to Fairy Su Xin's Peach Land. However, he heard a bit of artistic conception and could have some fascinating feeling. He took out this piano piece, and it was not long before Nie Wenshan was able to play such a level, which shows how good his guqin was.

The piano music gradually ended, but after the song ended, everyone on the scene was still immersed in the artistic conception created by the piano music. After a while, they gradually came to their senses.

"Old Nie, this piano piece is extraordinary. As you said, it can reach the depths of the soul more than before, making people forget some sorrow and immerse themselves in the peace brought by the piano piece. Even if the piano piece is over, I don't want to escape, because once I get out of the calm, what awaits us will inevitably be worldly troubles." At this time, Mr. Cai spoke first with excitement on his face.

"Old man Nie, please give me the score of this piano piece, and I will start practicing immediately." Old He said unbearable. This piano piece was simply unbelievable. He also heard some of Nie Wenshan's unskilled aspects. If he could understand it, the feeling that this piano piece could bring will be stronger.

"Peach Garden, Taoyuan, is to create a paradise, allowing us to enjoy a moment of peace in the piano music. I am not very skilled in this piano music. You can imagine the feeling after you integrate it."

Nie Wenshan said with a smile when he brushed the strings of the piano, then looked at Mr. He, "Old He, why are you anxious? I will pass on the piano score to you tomorrow."

"Okay, this is what you said. I will start practicing tomorrow and will definitely surpass you soon." Old He nodded, his face full of expectations.

"I ate the spiritual rice, got the Cuiyin bamboo flute, and listened to the Taoyuan piano music. This trip is really worth it, haha." At this time, Old Yan said with a heartfelt laugh.

Everyone nodded. Even if the person who had not obtained the Cuiyin Bamboo Flute felt that this time he came was very worthwhile.

"Okay, the song is over, and it's time for the song to end. It's getting late. Everyone walks slowly on the road. If anyone wants to live in the villa, Brother Lin will arrange it for you." Nie Wenshan clapped his hands and said.

Afterwards, some people who lived in Jingcheng said goodbye and left, while most of the others who came from other places chose to live in Lin Xiuyuan's villa. After finally coming, they had to stay overnight to experience how this Chinese garden villa was like.

Zhou Yu naturally lived in Lin Xiuyuan's villa. After the others left, some of the people who stayed came to the hall to have a tea for a while, then arranged the rooms and returned to the room one by one.

Back in his room, Zhou Yu checked roughly, then took a break for a while, then took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the storage bag and started practicing calligraphy. Although he trusted Lin Xiuyuan very much, some things still need to be more cautious.

After all, what he has is something in the legendary world of fairy tales. It is not just as simple as shocking the world.

After writing the calligraphy, he turned on his mobile phone, logged on to Weibo, and looked at the lottery platform. All the remaining people had registered their addresses. He also redirected the addresses and sent them to the staff of SF Express.

The staff quickly replied: "Brother Yun, I have received the address. Print the express delivery document immediately and will be shipped directly tonight."

Zhou Yu nodded with a smile, thanked him, and then hit the Weibo posts of Lingdaomi. Some people who were close to each other had already received Lingdaomi and posted the photos taken on Weibo. Some people said that they would think about it tomorrow, what this pound of Lingdaomi would make to make it more delicious.

And under Weibo, there are a lot of envious, jealous and hated comments, Lingdao, from the photos, looks like beautiful jade. Imagine its taste, it is so thirsty.

After browsing Weibo for a while, Zhou Yu put on his headphones, listened to the piano music for a while, then lay on the bed and fell asleep gently.

Early the next morning, he got up as usual, thought for a while, and came to the top floor of the villa with his pen, ink, paper and inkstone. On this top floor, there was also a pavilion full of ancient charm.

After facing the rising sun and writing calligraphy, Zhou Yu was about to go back when he suddenly heard something behind him. He turned his head and couldn't help but smile. Lin Xiuyuan and others were all looking at him from behind.

At this time, some people came over and looked at his calligraphy. It was full of righteousness, which made people wonder. I heard that Zhou Yu had written a calligraphy of righteousness. Qi Ze'an, a famous Chinese mounting master, was excited after seeing it. He used the best materials to frame it. This is not a treatment that anyone can get.

Now it seems that this legend should be true, and the righteousness in Zhou Yu's calligraphy is enough to prove it.

After a burst of praise and exchange, Zhou Yu put away his calligraphy and came to the hall with everyone, and started to have breakfast.

While eating, his phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Wang Fugui called. Could it be that something happened at home? He waved his hands to everyone, and then walked out with the phone.

"Gouwa, what happened? Called here so early in the morning." After answering the phone, Zhou Yu asked directly, constantly guessing in his heart.

"Brother Yun, please go to Weibo to check it out. Someone's spiritual rice was stolen." Wang Fugui also said anxiously.

"Someone's spiritual rice was stolen. What's the situation? No, please send me the link now." After hearing Wang Fugui's words, Zhou Yu asked in confusion. Since it was posted on Weibo, it should be the winner.
Chapter completed!