Rebirth: Doctor King in City

Mo Rann was bored out of her mind by the following auctions, and her eyes were unfocused as well. However, Yang Chen, on the other hand, was enjoying himself watching them, although he could not understand the meaning behind the auctions and their authenticity, he could still hear them continuously increasing in bid prices.

"This is what you call a rich person, this is what you call a truly rich person!" Yang Chen lamented, compared to those rich second generations who fought with a chicken and walked their dogs to pick up girls, these rich people were the ones who truly grasped wealth.

"These are not just the rich. More importantly, they are the ones with the right to do so." Hearing Yang Chen's laments, Mo Rann said softly.

The auction came to a quick end amidst their laments. Yang Chen stood up and said: "Great Beauty, you said that you would accompany me to have a good stroll around here. You are not allowed to go back on your words."

Mo Rann had already adjusted her mood and laughed mischievously: "I was originally not planning to leave anyway, but every time there would be an exchange session after the auction, and it wouldn't be as formal as an auction. The prices of the items I would take out wouldn't be as high, but it would still be a good place to make an exchange, and would also be a place to trade for treasures.

To Mo Rann, who urgently needed to expand her network, she would not give up this chance.

Yang Chen said speechlessly, "You've been scheming against me since the beginning, didn't you make me happy for nothing?" With that, he acted as if he was hurt from being tricked.

Mo Rann covered her mouth and chuckled, she then took Yang Chen and left the hall under Liu Deyong's helpless gaze, and followed the stream of people to the small hall behind him.

Although the small hall inside was not as large as the main hall outside, its layout was more exquisite. There were many wooden tables placed here, but very few stools.

At this moment, most of the tables were already filled with calligraphy and paintings. Sitting next to them were two people who were drinking tea and waiting for a buyer to come knocking, or perhaps they were not here to buy anything, but just wanted to show off their favorite collection. Looking at the envious eyes of the people around them, they finally said, "Not selling, just pretending to be elegant b".

When Master Lu came here, it was as if he had entered his own territory, and introduced all the treasures to Yang Chen and.

Of course, Mo Rann was the main point of his introduction.

During the journey, he would occasionally chat with the person sitting on the stool to praise or comment on him, revealing his position in the circle.

"This painting was painted by the Song Dynasty painter Zhao Shilei. Mr. Zhao was known for his ability to paint small landscapes of lakes and ponds, and his teachings were revered. This was his brushwork."

"However, the age of this scroll is obviously not as long as the Song Dynasty. Although the brush strokes are similar, this is clear evidence!"

Yang Chen also curiously moved closer, but just happened to be caught by two people in the midst of an argument.

"Little friend, do you think this is Zhao Shilei's real work?" The seller said with his eyes wide opened, as if Yang Chen would not let him go if he did not say that this was the real deal.

"Little friend, this painting doesn't look like Zhao Shilei's real work. Let me tell you about it!" The buyer started to display his crazy skills, from writing style to style, to giving Yang Chen a detailed explanation with each stroke. Yang Chen was confused by the explanation, but he still had to nod his head from time to time to say yes, while Mo Rann covered her mouth and snickered.

Elder Brother Han, Elder Brother Zhao, please don't make things difficult for this little friend of mine. It's his first time here today, and he's currently nervous, I've seen this painting and I can't quite make out what it is. The brush strokes here don't seem to be Mr. Zhao's, but the style is indeed Mr. Zhao's.

Just as Yang Chen was in a difficult situation, Liu Deyong walked over and with a few words, he resolved Yang Chen's awkwardness. It was just that he said that Yang Chen did not think that the painting was real, and the seller was unconvinced for a moment, but following Master Zhao's explanation, the seller's head slowly drooped down.

See, in fact, a lot of the collections here are all fakes. After all, if a person comes here to broaden his vision, even a rich or powerful person or an old master might not be able to figure it out, but these are all platforms for old masters to compete with each other. If we don't understand it well, we would be easily slaughtered. Mo Rann pulled Yang Chen and whispered.

However, Yang Chen's attention was not on Mo Rann's words at all. Instead, he was feeling the hot air that Mo Rann was exhaling, and her ears were itching to listen.

Even though he had already treated Mo Rann many times, and even though he had seen Mo Rann's flawless body, this was the first time he had come into such close contact with him.

There was already a little demon in Yang Chen's heart that was urging him to turn around and kiss her.

The other little angel shouted, "Don't kiss, don't kiss!" After that, you would have a better reputation as a pervert. If you didn't kiss, you would have plenty of opportunities in the future.

"Yang Chen, are you listening to me?" Mo Rann looked at Yang Chen's lifeless eyes that were staring straight at him, and said with a flushed face.

"Ah?" "What? What did you say?" Yang Chen asked in a daze. At the moment, his mind was still preoccupied with the question of whether or not he should kiss her.

"Pervert!" Mo Rann spat as she watched Yang Chen's gaze gradually focus on his own chest.

Yang Chen felt very innocent at this moment. He had clearly not implemented the Little Demon Lord's plan, but he had actually been crowned as a pervert.

However, seeing that Mo Rann was not talking to him and was just watching, Yang Chen felt that it was a little boring and started to stroll in the small hall. From time to time, he would open up the Demon Pupil to see if he had heaven defying luck, and was able to buy some rare treasures.

After walking around for a long time, Yang Chen used the Demon Pupil s to read, but he could not see any differences in any of the works at all. Furthermore, Yang Chen did not understand any of the disputes between the old masters as he wandered around like a little white.

It was a good thing that the quality of the sellers and buyers here was higher. Although they looked at Yang Chen with disdain, no one said anything before Yang Chen caused trouble.

"Old Li, didn't Big Bro say I could not see through this painting?" Slowly, Yang Chen came to Liu Deyong's side.

"Old Liu, this is definitely the real deal. You don't even know your brother's eye of discernment, how can he be so eye-catching!" The elder standing opposite Liu Deyong said as he blew at his beard and glared at Liu Deyong.

Old Li, it's not like I'm talking about you. Look here, this place isn't Mi gongzi's doing. Old Li, I know you've been studying painting for many years, but this is still a relatively unknown painter. If I hadn't specifically studied it for a period of time, I can't say for sure. Liu Deyong's attitude was kind, but her words were very logical, and after a while, the seller's aura weakened, and after looking at the painting in front of him, she sighed.

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