Mountain Village Xiao Shennong

Chapter 186 Si Xia's Dream of a Rich Wife
Si Xia is a big anchor of Appreciation, and he signed an S-level contract, and the gift sharing ratio can reach a terrifying 80%.

After a PK yesterday, she received a total of more than 500 million gifts, excluding the platform share, that is more than 600 million.

However, while Si Xia was excited, she was not satisfied. She wanted to go one step further and become a billionaire.

So, after dark, he walked to He Changzai's room.

He took out the picture of traveling in the peach blossom forest with his wife from the cabinet, took out his mobile phone, and started the live broadcast.

All of a sudden, the water friends in the live broadcast room were typing.

"Is this my brother's room? It's really exquisite!"

"Other men's rooms are messy, but my male god's room is clean and tidy, making people want to lie down just looking at it!"

"Is this the point? Sister Si Xia has brought out another painting!"

"This painting looks a bit dirty, but I like it!"

"Brother, that's what I like about you. Go back to basics and pursue the most primitive emotions of human nature!"

"These peach blossoms are so beautiful and vivid, as if a gust of wind blows, and a few petals can fall off!"

"This painting reminds me of Tang Yin's Song of the Peach Blossom Temple, Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, Peach Blossom Immortals in Peach Blossom Temple..."

"Dreamlike scenery, coupled with the company of a beautiful woman, this painting has completely drawn out my ideal scene!"

"Brother's product must be a boutique!"

"I also want to buy this painting, but I'm so shy!"

……

Si Xia watched the barrage in the live broadcast room for a while, and said:

"This painting is often given to me. You all know my character and can't appreciate art... Next, this work will be sold at auction. The starting price is 1000 million. Of!"

In an instant, the live broadcast room was boiling again, and people were typing.

"My male god not only helped Si Xia broadcast live PK to give Ye Mingzhu, but now he also gives her paintings...I admit, I feel sour!"

"I just said that the relationship between the two is very close. Didn't you see that Si Xia stayed in my little brother's room at night?"

"Hmph, it's not what you think, my little brother is always the purest in my heart. How could she have a girlfriend, and it should be me!"

"You can't blame Si Xia for falling, and blame my brother for being too good!"

During the group's typed discussion, someone has already started fighting for this painting.

Pan Tong: "500 million!"

Zhang Xiaoruo: "2000 million!"

Duan Hongye: "3000 million!"

Lin Gengbai: "5000 million!"

Boss Song from Shanxi: "Is it 5000 million again? I'm taking it, 100 million!

Mo Ziyu: "Boss Song from Shanxi, isn't it great to have a mine at home, 6000 million!"

Young Master Qin of Shanghai Emperor: "8000 million!"

……

At this time, in a farmyard in Linshui Village, Huang Shi looked excited and said to the disciples in the house:

"Thank you for lending the money to the teacher. I raised [-] million yuan. I don't believe it. With my life savings, I can't afford this painting!"

"Teacher, let's watch Si Xia's live broadcast, maybe that kid just doesn't sell it because he thinks he has little money!"

One of Huangshi's male disciples took out his mobile phone, opened Si Xia's live broadcast room, set it up and placed it on a table in the room.

A group of people leaned forward to watch, and couldn't help but speak one after another.

"This painting has clear brush and ink, and delicate lines, especially the peach blossoms on the tree. At first glance, they are so lifelike, as if they are blooming in front of your eyes. They are so beautiful!"

"This man's salty pig's hands are too sensual!"

"Zhou Xuan, you don't understand. This is called art. Look at those oil paintings and body sketches in the West. They are so explicit. This pastoral landscape painting shows our hidden oriental beauty!"

"Mr. Huang, that's not the point. Look at the live broadcast room, the price of this painting has climbed to 9000 million!"

Hearing this, Huang Shi was very excited, his lips trembled slightly, and he quickly said:
"Quick, type, get this painting for [-] million!"

"Good master!"

After the male disciple got the news, he immediately typed on the public screen.

"One hundred million!"

The next moment, the live broadcast room immediately fell silent.

Everyone knows what this [-] million means!
First of all, this is a work with more artistic value than many ancient painters.

Secondly, it means that my little brother's painting level has reached the peak of perfection.

Looking at the [-] million quotation on the screen, Si Xia breathed heavily, his chest was trembling slightly, he pursed his lips and said:

"Is there any one higher than [-] million? If not, this painting belongs to..."

Before she could finish speaking, Master Huangqin looked at the quotation on the screen, with a lingering smile on the corner of his mouth, and typed directly.

"Two hundred million, what I love, so far, no one has been able to snatch it from me!"

Looking at the words on the screen, Si Xia blushed, his heart was beating extremely fast, and his throat was even a little dry.

She never expected that in just one day, she would fulfill her lifelong dream and become a billionaire.

The whole person looked in a trance for a while, feeling as if he was living in a dream.

In the farmyard, Huangshi saw the [-] million quotation on the screen.

The whole person was pale, staggered, took a few steps back, and almost fell to the ground.

Does he know how much he has paid to prepare for this [-] million.

Not only did he sell several of his beloved works, but he also had a big fight with his lover because of the savings at home.

He even pieced things together and borrowed money from many relatives, friends, and disciples.

But all this was in vain, and he thought to himself that it was only him who was not rich enough to get the things he loved.

A female disciple came up with an idea, "Teacher, I think it's better for you to go to apprenticeship. If you go to apprenticeship with your reputation, the other party will definitely accept you. After the apprenticeship is successful, ask that kid for advice. Just use your brain a little bit. Isn’t there a lot of opportunities to win a piece of work?”

Huang Shi's eyes flashed, his face showed joy, and he sighed: "For the sake of art, I have no choice but to let go of this old face!"

A well-dressed, gentle and courteous disciple who lent 1000 million to Huangshi asked:
"Then Mr. Huang, when are we going!"

A bright smile appeared on Huang Shi's face, and he said, "It's not too late, tonight... no, little brother is going to sleep, it's not appropriate to disturb, tomorrow!"

……

In the live broadcast room, Si Xia came back to his senses, and said to the screen:

"It's been a long time since no one asked for a price. Now I'm announcing that this painting was won by Mr. Huang Qin from Shanghai. Please chat privately for the specific transaction method!"

Young Master Qin of Shanghai Emperor: "I have a small request, I have to put a seal on this painting!"

Si Xia glanced at He Changzai who was lying on the bed, and asked:

"He Changzai, can you stamp the painting you gave me!"

He Chang was thinking about it a little, thinking that according to Xu Shijun, Nanshan has chicken blood stones, so he could find a way to engrave some seals, and said, "Tomorrow, it's a bit late today!"

Si Xia typed excitedly, "Shanghai Emperor Qin, I will chat with you in private when the painting is stamped!"

Mr. Huang Qin of Shanghai sent an OK picture, and then went offline.

Afterwards, Si Xia turned off the live broadcast, she let out a deep breath, and pinched her thigh to make sure it wasn't a dream.

Looking at He Changzai, his eyes were full of little stars, and he took a slight sniff, and the air was full of the smell of money.

Pace walked towards him, rode directly on his body, aimed at his lips, and kissed him.

"This is a little gift for you!"

After a few seconds of kissing, Si Xia blushed with shame, got off him, and left as if fleeing.

(End of this chapter)