Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 259
There are six black boxes, which contain more than 50 kinds of artworks in this appreciation meeting.

Boss Qiu wiped off his sweat and asked people to lower the air conditioner in the room by a few degrees, feeling a burst of complacency in his heart.The group of outsiders who have always advertised as shrewd businessmen and art connoisseurs were all kept in the dark by him.

The price clerk has already begun to sort the numbers and corresponding prices in the black box.

"Boss, your tricks just now are really good, especially that mat, no one asked who made it from the beginning to the end." When this mat was just brought over and included in the list of appreciation and bidding, Huanqiu Company The price clerk asked the boss about the material, specification, source and weaver of this mat.But the boss didn't disclose any information, so he asked him to show it.

The price of a work of art itself has a lot to do with its author.

For example, a year ago, the boss sold a manuscript by Kang Cheng, a contemporary Chinese master.When the manuscript arrived, the boss was not in a hurry to sell it. It was not until Kang Cheng passed away in San Francisco, USA half a year ago that the manuscript was taken out. Luoyang paper was expensive all of a sudden, and the manuscript sold for two or three times the original price.

Everyone pursues scarcity, especially the price difference between the rare copies made by masters and the works made by master craftsmen in their prime.

"My God, Boss, someone paid 30 yuan for the mats of ②③ and ③." Artworks are not antiques, and most of the appreciation items this time are imitations. Although they are made by famous masters, the price will not be too high.

Among all the appreciation items, the most expensive one is a brocade quilt woven with golden thread used by the imperial court in the late Qing Dynasty, with a price of 80. , ,

The purple bamboo mat was made by Anonymous, and it is still made of ordinary purple bamboo. It is really a sky-high price to sell for 30 yuan.If Mao Dazhu knew the price, he would be so regretful that his intestines would turn green.

"30?" Even Mr. Qiu was taken aback.But no one thinks money is hot, needless to say, this appreciating meeting ended with Dzogchen.

The mat was finally mounted in a wooden box made of locust wood and delivered to the buyer. The specific transaction price of the normal appreciation meeting is unknown to the outside world.Xiaoxian didn't know that the mat was sold for such a sky-high price.

When the leaving crowd walked out of the private club, Xiaoxian and Xuerou stood outside the garage, waiting for Zeng Mu to drive out.

Actress Wang Keke and her personal assistant also walked into the garage.Wang Keke was wearing a pair of sunglasses, pouted, and the little assistant on the side held an umbrella for her, fanned her, and kept persuading her: "Keke, don't be angry, next time I will ask your godfather to buy a Burmese jade for her." Mats are much more valuable than purple bamboo mats."

"Precious fart," the jade girl star said, destroying her image of a jade girl to the outside world, "I spent 20 yuan on a mat made of broken bamboo, but I didn't buy it. I don't know which lunatic is it. Such a high price to buy a mat."

20, you can buy a jade mat, but you can't buy a purple bamboo mat?Such a tongue-in-cheek price really exceeded Xiaoxian and Xuerou's expectations.

After Wang Keke and her female assistant walked away, Xuerou teased Xiaoxian, "Just now she said that 20 yuan was not taken, how much did the mat sell for? How much did you say that Master Mao sold it for?" out?"

You don’t have to think about the price. If Xiaoxian and Mao Dazhu bought it by themselves, they would not dare to charge that price. Besides, without the previous demonstration, a fool would pay a sky-high price for a piece woven by an unknown craftsman. mat.

There was a sound of car horns honking behind them, and a black Hummer parked behind Xiaoxian and the others.

The two backed away, and the car drove past.

The driver in the car was a 25-year-old young man with star eyes and thin lips, and a sapphire earring on his left ear.Behind him sat a majestic middle-aged man whose temples were stained with sporadic frost.

"Dad, what did you buy this mat for?" The young man casually drove the car out of the parking lot. He didn't know why his father, who never liked to appreciate any art, would bring him to such occasions on a whim, in vain. Wasted his school leaving day.

"What do you think of this mat?" The middle-aged man asked back.

The young man who was driving glanced in the rearview mirror, and looked through the locust wood box, as if he was looking at the mat.

Both father and son are low-key people. After entering the high-end club, they did not show themselves in front of others. When they made mats, they also stood at the back of the crowd.

"The weaving technique is good, and there seems to be a layer of spiritual energy flowing on the surface." The young man is not actually a cultivator, and he roughly recognized the spiritual energy on the purple bamboo mat, but he didn't look carefully. Like many people, he just thought that The layer of luster is caused by the bamboo spots of purple bamboo. "Purple bamboo can be used to treat rheumatic arthralgia, but these are of no use to our family."

Everyone knows that their Wang family is physically tyrannical, and minor illnesses and pains can't do anything to them.The 80-year-old man in the family can still shake a set of Shaolin Fumo sticks like a tiger.

"If you don't look at the surface when you do things for others, you still don't make progress," the middle-aged man's hand flashed coldly, and there was already an extremely sharp dagger in his hand.The light on the blade of the dagger flickers, and it is not a vulgar thing at first glance.

The edge of the dagger flashed past, and the locust wood box was like tofu, and the surface of the box was cut off softly, "Look carefully."

The middle-aged man spread the mat on his knees and stabbed hard with the dagger in his hand.His stab was aimed at the mat on his knee, and at the same time, at his own thigh. Before the young man who was driving had time to stop him, the dagger had already stabbed down.

There was no sound of cracking mats, nor any tragic scene of blood splashing on the carriage.As if meeting resistance, the dagger stopped on the surface of the purple bamboo mat, pierced into the mat more than an inch deep, and never went down again. The scene that the young man had expected was pierced through a hole across the eye did not appear.

"!!" The young man parked the car aside, took the mat, and tore it vigorously with his hands. The man is a well-known strongman. He once tore apart a neighbor's murderous Tibetan mastiff with his bare hands.

The fur of mastiffs is extremely tough, but the toughness of this mat is even stronger. After tearing it hard, there are only some marks from kneading.No matter how much strength he exerted on his hand, it was all slackened when he exerted it on the mat.

"Dad, what is this?" The young man thought that his father had bought this mat for 30 yuan on a whim in order to honor an elder in the family. Looking at it now, his father's plan was not so simple.

"Think about it, if the owner of this mat can put more effort into making the mat a defensive item to block the enemy's attacks, the effect must be very good," the middle-aged man smiled slightly, and he really didn't miss it. , The flowing light that the son said should be able to resist many attacks.

"Impossible, unless there is a cultivator at the top of the gold rank. And even if there is such an armor, it will be useless to use it on our Wang family's children." After being surprised, the young man returned to his normal color. I lost my composure and almost forgot that even if the mat was useless, my father's own strength would not cause any damage to my father.

"Your grandma is right. You are a person with only individualism in your mind. The country is really in vain in cultivating you. When did I say it was used on the Wang family? I said it was used in the army and police equipment," The middle-aged man's face was dark, and it was people like sons who would have the saying "muscular but simple-minded".

The young man didn't dare to answer back when he was reprimanded by such a reprimand, and said in a low voice: "The idea is good. But Qiu Shibin, who sold this mat, also said that the mat is an orphan, and he refused to reveal the identity of the person who weaved the mat. What is the use of such a mat in hand?" He is not the group of guys with overdeveloped brain muscles in the genius class, how can he fight against the cerebrates in his father's brain.

"If you can't use it, can't you take it for research? Don't drive half-heartedly, take me to the Chinese Academy of Sciences first, and I'll find someone to analyze this mat." The middle-aged man waved his hand, and the young man had to obediently drive the car to the Chinese Academy of Sciences research base.

In this appreciation meeting, although Zeng Mu didn't get a suitable artwork, she didn't return empty-handed. She negotiated with Boss Qiu to purchase a batch of nanmu furniture.

When returning home, Xuerou and Xiaoxian relayed the story of meeting Wang Keke at the parking lot earlier. After hearing this, Zeng's mother smiled and said: "Buy low and sell high, that's the essence of a businessman. What did you learn from this incident? Come and hear it?"

Xuerou pondered for a moment: "No business, no adultery."

Xiaoxian said: "The smell of wine is also afraid of the deep alley."

"Let me tell you, you think the mats are sold at a sky-high price, and you think Boss Qiu is exaggerating and is a profiteer? This is wrong. The company under the name of Boss Qiu has more than 100 employees and more than 200 square meters of office space. The water, electricity, property expenses and the cost of purchasing artworks from all over the world are added together, and he actually earns only a drizzle of profit. This appreciation meeting is just a name, and it also allows him to discover some customers by the way. In China, contacts are Everything, this is what you should really learn." Zeng Mu's words made both Xiao Xian and Xuerou fall into deep thought.

Mei Nian let her enter the genius class of the Chinese Academy of Sciences with the same name.Zeng Mu and Mei Nian, one is a strong woman who has climbed out of the business field, and the other is a strong man in the cultivation world who has stood firm in the wind and rain for a hundred years. Their experience is also Xiao Xian's experience.

What Zeng Mu said strengthened Xiaoxian's determination to enroll in the Chinese Academy of Sciences' Inverse Talent Class.

"Xuerou, after school starts, I'm going to transfer schools." After returning to Zeng's house, Xiao Xian took the initiative to call Yu Gang, and Yu Gang asked her to come to him in the community of the family members of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences tomorrow, saying that it was about transferring schools Things to explain.

Xiao Xianjian had already decided [-]% or [-]% of the matter, so she told Xuerou about her upcoming school transfer.

"Why do you want to transfer to another school?" Xuerou was very surprised by Xiaoxian's sudden decision.

Xiaoxian roughly explained what Mei Nian told her. After Xuerou heard that she was transferred to the talent class of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, she thought for a while, "I've heard of the genius class, but since it's the Chinese Academy of Sciences, Founded, this talented class should not be too bad. Senior Mei’s analysis is very reasonable, being with us people will not only fail to help you, but may even hinder you.”

Xuerou listened, a flash of thought flashed in her eyes, she didn't say anything, as long as it was beneficial to Xiaoxian, she would respect Xiaoxian's decision.

"How can you say that, no matter where I transfer to, I still stay in BJ, we are still good friends." Xiaoxian comforted Xuerou.

The two were talking, when Grandma Zeng yelled at the top of her voice downstairs: "Xiao Xian, your aunt and uncle are here."

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I begged the Nikkei, the children are numb, alas, Fuzi's high-pitched voice is shouting at the tickets~
It just started this month, to be stable you need to have support~~~
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