American Super Rancher

Chapter 801 Prodigal son?
"Pfft, hahaha"

Lying on the sofa, Qin Xu, who was looking at his little sister with his legs curled up, almost burst out laughing when he heard what his mother said.

"Yes, yes, little girl, you just have to get used to it."

While laughing, Qin Xu pointed at his little sister, which made Xiao Nizi gnash her teeth with hatred.

"mom"

Staring at her mother aggrievedly, Qin Rou felt so depressed, is this really my real mother?

"Ah, what?"

At this time, Mother Qin seemed to have just recovered from her own world. The blank expression on her face made Qin Rou, who was already very depressed, immediately rolled her eyes.

"It's okay, you can continue."

After speaking weakly, the little girl also took off her shoes, and sat on the sofa with her legs curled up.

"Why are you staring at me like that? Is there a flower on my face?"

Qin Xu touched his face, and winked at Qin Rou slyly.

He didn't know why, but when he saw this little girl, he wanted to tease her.

"Hmph, of course there are flowers."

Qin Rou curled her lips, leaned her small body towards Xu Mengyao, and said with a smile:
"A big dog's tail flower."

"Push."

Now, Xu Damei couldn't bear it anymore, seeing Qin Xu's gloomy face, she burst out laughing.

"Mom, look at my little sister, it's getting worse and worse."

Seeing the smile on the corner of Qin Rou's mouth, for some reason, Qin Xu felt a childlike innocence in his heart, and he also pinched his neck and complained to his mother.

"Go, go. The two brats are playing together."

Qin's mother waved her hand impatiently, she really didn't have time to deal with her two brats right now.

Because, her current state of mind was completely shocked by the luxurious decoration in the cabin.

Although the dazzling crystal chandelier has not been opened yet, just looking at the complicated shapes and intricate patterns, one can tell that the cost must be expensive.

Gorgeous but not ostentatious, the dark gold tone makes the whole cabin look high-end but not luxurious.

The Mediterranean-style coffee table and sofa are located in the middle of this cabin, which looks spacious and atmospheric.

There are even fireplaces exclusive to Western-style buildings.

Of course, that's just for decoration.

He raised his head and looked around. On the walls of the cabin, there were still some invisible oil paintings, which looked particularly unpleasant.

Well, that's right, Mother Qin felt that the oil painting was particularly obtrusive.

"What kind of crap is this painting?"

Pointing to the abstract oil paintings hanging on the surrounding walls with some dissatisfaction, Mother Qin suggested:
"Xiao Xu, next time you go back, buy some landscape paintings and hang them here. The ones hanging now are too ugly. My family's paintings are better than his."

"Yes, yes."

Hearing her name was mentioned, Tongtong slid over behind Qin Juan in a flash, patted her small chest and said to Qin Xu:

"Uncle, can Tongtong help you draw? Tongtong's paintings are really good-looking."

Being sung by his mother and the little guy Tongtong, Qin Xu was a little dazed, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Looking at the decorative oil paintings on the wall, Qin Xu couldn't help but laugh:

"Okay, Mom, what you said makes sense. I'll replace it in a few days."

At this time, Qin's father who was watching the fun came up, smiled and waved his hands,

"Xiao Xu, don't listen to your mother's nonsense. These paintings should be worth a lot of money, right?"

Although he didn't know much about oil painting, just looking at the decoration of the cabin, he knew that the painting must not be cheap.

Thinking about his son's worth, he definitely couldn't use ordinary paintings, so he asked this question.

"Only these paintings are worth a lot of money?"

Qin's mother pointed suspiciously at an oil painting with only a bunch of lines on it, and it was impossible to tell what was painted.

"Is this called painting? Give me a pen, and I can draw."

Qin Xu cast a glance, looked at his mother, and decided to give her some stimulation.

So he sat up straight, smiled and said:

"Mom, for the pair you just mentioned, if you go to the auction house, it will cost at least 20 US dollars to start."

slap
Qin's mother was holding a glass of water handed over by Xu Damei in her hand, and was about to take a couple of sips to moisten her throat.

It turned out that it was all right now, and the tea and the cup fell on the solid wood floor together, making a crisp sound of porcelain cracking.

"How much, how much,"

"20 US dollars, the starting price."

Qin Xu seemed to have expected it a long time ago. He wanted to stop Xu Mengyao when he handed the cup to his mother just now, but he still didn't have time.

"Come on, are you kidding me?"

This sentence was said by Father Qin.

Although he knew that these oil paintings might be worth a lot, he never thought that they would be so expensive.

$20?
More than 100 million RMB, right?

This is in the small county town of my home, can I buy a house with three bedrooms and two halls?

No way, ordinary people nowadays usually like to use houses to compare, so as to have a more intuitive feeling.

Just like Qin's father and Qin's mother now.
They now have an unreal feeling that an ordinary oil painting on their son's boat is worth a house?
Oh no.

It cannot be said that it is ordinary.

It should be said that it is an oil painting like a ghost painting, but it is worth a house that I have worked hard all my life before, and I can't afford it?
Shrugging helplessly, Qin Xu stood up, took out a tablet from his bag, and searched it online.

"Come on, look, this is an oil painting that was sold at the auction house last year. It is an oil painting by the same person and in a similar style."

After taking the tablet, the second elder looked at it carefully.Even Qin Juan and Li Jianhua who were on the side joined together.

Of course, the little girl Qin Rou is not in this list.

As the new generation with the most exposure to the Internet, they have seen a lot of similar news on the Internet, and they have long been familiar with it.

"Xiaoxu, you, these are not all so expensive, are they?"

Qin's father passed the tablet in his hand to Qin's mother, and pointed to the dozen or so oil paintings hanging on the wall, feeling that his throat was a little dry.

Qin Xu nodded, sat back on the sofa, and said with a smile: "They are all authentic works, and they have been appraised by someone."

Unexpectedly, after hearing what Qin Xu said, Father Qin's expression became extremely serious.

"You ah you,"

He stretched out his hand and tapped Qin Xu, Qin's father cursed a little bit:

"You don't know what to do if you have some money? Buy so many useless things, who are you going to show here?"

"Forehead"

Looking at his father with a stern voice, Qin Xu was a little dumbfounded, unconsciously put back the water glass he just picked up, and said with a sneer:
"Well, Dad, don't get excited, listen to my explanation."

"Explain? I'm listening!"

Father Qin angrily came to sit on the sofa on the other side, staring at Qin Xu, apparently wanting to hear what else he had to say.

There's nothing wrong with the luxurious decoration of the villa, and it's nothing to buy an airplane. After all, those things can be regarded as practical.

However, looking at the dozen or so oil paintings that looked like ghostly talismans, no matter how he looked at them, he didn't feel pleasing to the eye.

(End of this chapter)