You will remember the contents on Ping'an Posts clearly with your eyes closed.

On June 2nd, I recorded the people's safety and fear of fear: This month is coming to an end, but the auspicious changes are approaching, and I am so grateful that I am so sad that I am so unfamiliar to the point of being unfamiliar to the point of being unfamiliar to the point of being unfamiliar to the point of being unfamiliar to the point of being unfamiliar to the point of being unfamiliar to the point of being unfamiliar to

The seventeenth day of the eighteenth day of the eighteenth day of the year, but I didn't know it, so I was very excited.

If it is too hot, what is the way to respect the body?

I remember that I can’t remember it, Xie An will pay homage to you again in panic.

After reading it, Chen Buyi remembered the evaluation of Xie An in the Qing Dynasty. There was a big view of it. Why do you need Hailu and Jiangpan? I have only a few words to write about Fu Ping's life, and it is difficult to walk through theology in several works.

But for some reason, the paper of this work was covered with dust, and the scroll was also a bit incomplete, so the appearance was a bit uncommon.

The fourth picture is Gu Kaizhi's zither making picture.

Although the painting is not large, there are as many as six figures in this painting, each with both form and spirit, and the form conveys the spirit and makes the thoughts wonderful, which is really exquisite.

But when Shen Buyi's eyes fell on the hands of the person who was trying the piano in the painting, he couldn't help but frown slightly, as if something was wrong.

There are many people coming, and naturally there are many people who know the goods. Many people gathered around Gu Kaizhi's work and pointed at it. I didn't expect that there was a genuine work of Gu Kaizhi in this small mall! Hearing this sentence, Chen Buyi smiled slightly and took Feng Wu to find a seat and sat down.

Time was not long, and with the sound of footsteps, Zhang Zijing walked in quickly with an old man with white hair and beard.

I have to say that Zhang Zijingsheng has a good skin, fair skin, and a well-known facial features, and a decent silk dress.

He looks even more elegant.

After saying hello to everyone, Zhang Zijing looked proudly at the old man beside him and said, "Let me introduce you to you. This is Yang Qunsheng and Mr. Yang who were specially invited from Chang'an City."

Yang Qunsheng! Everyone present heard this name, their eyes were full of surprise.

Mr. Yang was one of the best appraisal masters in the dynasty.

Almost all antiques in calligraphy and painting were identified by him.

Zhang Zijing was able to invite him today, obviously putting some effort into it.

"Everyone, I have invited Mr. Yang to check these works today. Please be careful of them."

Yang Qunsheng nodded slightly to everyone present, saying hello, then turned around and began to look at these four works carefully.

It was not long since he had already looked around.

Zhang Zijing reached out to his hand and took a big red flower made of red silk from the servant next to him, and handed it to Yang Qunsheng.

Then he said, "Next, please give us a lottery."

According to the rules of the auction house, no matter whether the object is true or false, the appraiser cannot tell it in person.

Therefore, we can only use the method of showing off the color to suggest which one is the original.

There are extremely strict distinctions in coloring, and they cannot be all of them. Therefore, there is generally an unwritten rule that appraisers will place a red flower made of silk next to the works that they think are the most valuable.

This is also considered an endorsement, and by default it is a symbol of the authentic works.

Yang Qunsheng slowly walked to the front of the zither making picture, raised his head, and looked at Zhang Zijing.

After exchanging eyes, Yang Qunsheng slowly put down the big red flower.

Zhang Zijing stood aside with his hands down, and waited for Yang Qunsheng to come to the front before he said respectfully: "Old Yang, thank you for your hard work, please come here for tea."

Yang Qunsheng nodded slightly, his eyes were complicated, and he walked straight to an Eight Immortals table and sat down.

Zhang Zijing smiled and said to everyone present: "Everyone, the lottery is over, our auction is about to start. We are always the same rules, the higher the price will be."

Soon, several rare treasures were taken out.

The atmosphere was warm and bidders were rising one after another. It can be seen that people's enthusiasm for these things that are now in the world is still very high.

But Chen Buyi has never taken action.

This abnormal behavior attracted Zhang Zijing's attention and quietly came over and said, "Brother Chen, today are all good babies. Isn't it a pity to miss it? If Brother Chen is tight, just say, I, Zhang Zijing, are not a stingy person, and I am willing to solve my urgent needs."

Chen Buyi knew in his heart that Zhang Zijing was secretly doing a loan shark, and this thing was profitable. Today I would lend you a chicken and I would have to pay back a cow in less than ten days.

Chen Buyi deliberately lifted his sleeves and exposed a corner of the silver inside, "Silver, some are, but they don't have anything I like yet."

Seeing Zhang Zijing getting up and leaving with some reluctance, Chen Buyi suddenly had a new idea. Since you took the initiative to mess with me, we will have a big time today.

Soon, it was these four calligraphy and painting works.

"The first one is Xue Daoheng's work, with a starting price of five taels of silver."

"Six taels!"

Chen Buyi immediately shouted loudly.

Obviously, people in this era are far less enthusiastic about calligraphy and painting than modern times, so there are very few people who deserve it.

What's more, Chen Buyi has already become famous, and the things he likes are basically equal to garbage, so when he sees Chen Buyi bid, everyone wisely chose to give up.

It was actually a mess. Zhang Zijing was anxious, raised his right hand and pretended to accidentally grab his neck.

Soon, in the corner, a guy with a stingy eye raised the number plate on the table.

"Ten taels!"

Chen Buyi recognized him. This man was named Zhao Kai. This kid was full of bad things. He usually had a crush on Zhang Zijing and did a lot of bad things.

The eyes of everyone at the scene fell on Chen Buyi again.

"Twelve taels."

Chen Buyi bid again.

"Fifteen taels."

A boy named Guan Qing also started shouting.

Chen Buyi smiled slightly and shouted loudly: "Eighteen taels."

"Twenty-five taels."

Another stood up.

This is a guy named Du Feng.

These three guys were wearing a pair of pants with Zhang Zijing. In the past, the three of them cooperated tacitly, but they had many troubles.

OK, great, today I will let you play with yourself.

Chen Buyi smiled slightly, picked up the teacup and started drinking tea.

"Young Master Chen, please increase the price quickly."

Someone next to him whispered a reminder.

Chen Buyi pretended not to hear it, dipped in tea and practiced calligraphy.

The main photographer on the stage was also stunned and cursed in his heart, Du Feng, Du Feng, you stupid guy, you suddenly raised this high and smashed your hand.

But in public, it is hard to make a bid, so you can't force it to others.

In desperation, he had to drop the hammer.

"Okay, we congratulate Mr. Du on his twenty-five taels of silver, the auction was successful."

Immediately afterwards, I started to shoot Wu Daozi's paintings, and the starting price was still five taels of silver.

This time, Zhao Kai learned his lesson and immediately shouted first: "Baliang."

Everyone's eyes naturally looked at Chen Buyi.

Chen Buyi still lowered his head to drink tea, without any intention of bidding.
Chapter completed!