729: C729 Priceless gold plaque

C729 Priceless gold plaque

Amongst the crowd, the old man who was referred to as Master Wen walked over while trembling in the direction of the Leaf Condensing Hall.

Seeing the old man with a head of white hair, Xue Qingming and the rest started to mutter in their hearts, especially Ouyang Changfeng, he muttered.

"This old thing doesn't usually have much contact with us. How come he's here for no reason? How strange!"

This Master Wen was called Wen Hui, and could be considered a person whose Linhai s were known by everyone. In his business, he was almost on the same level as Xue Qingming, or maybe even a little higher.

Ye Qian stared at the old man, who was at least ninety years old.

However, both of them were nearly a hundred years old, so the mental state of this Master Wen and Ouyang Changfeng were very different.

It was no wonder. One was an ordinary person and the other was a Xiantian martial artist. These two were not on the same level.

Looking at Xue Qingming's face, he seemed to know this Master Wen.

As the first person in his line of work, it wasn't strange that the two of them had met each other several times. However, the two of them didn't have a deep friendship.

Carrying his bent body, Master Wen walked towards Ye Qian, or to be more precise, he walked towards the golden words board.

Everyone saw Master Wen stubbornly release the young men supporting him from both sides, and then tremblingly took out a pair of magnifying glasses from his body.

The next moment, the master didn't care about anything else as he wholeheartedly focused his attention on the plaque.

Beneath the magnifying glass, Master Wen watched the four big words "Merciless Charm" carefully, and even tried to feel it with his hands.

After a long while, the old voice of the Master Wen finally said with a trembling voice, "Everyone, this is a work of art! What beautiful words! It really is a work of art, a top grade work of art!"

Hearing the Master Wen's praises, the surrounding people also exclaimed, and immediately after, began to whisper and discuss.

The reason why Master Wen was famous in Linhai was because he was the number one person in the Eastern Painting World. An exquisite calligraphy brush was a treasure that countless people pursued. Tens of years of practice had made him what he was today.

In the Linhai, there had once been countless younger generations of the calligraphy and painting world, who had brought their own Mo Bao to ask the Master Wen for some advice.

Towards these Mo Bao, whether it was criticism or praise, as long as the Master Wen singled out a few words, the market price would immediately double. One could imagine how much influence this old man had in the world of calligraphy.

After focusing for a long time, Master Wen's gaze reluctantly moved away from the golden words on the signboard, and then smiled at Ye Qian who was at the side.

Once again opening his mouth, the Master Wen took advantage of his age and spoke to Ye Qian: "Young lad, I wonder if you have any thoughts of selling this plaque in your hand?"

Ye Qian stared blankly for a moment before revealing a vague smile on his face.

Xue Qingming, who was at the side, panicked. He was not satisfied with Wen Hui's method of robbing while the fire was still burning: "Elder Wen, what is the meaning of this? This plaque is an opening gift from the Little Friend Ye, could it be that Elder Wen is trying to steal something from me? "

Wen Hui rolled his eyes at Xue Qingming in disdain, as though the old man did not put Xue Qingming in his eyes at all, "Young lad Xue, what do you mean by stealing from people? You are just a swindler who opened a medical hall to cheat, what do you want such a good set of words for?

After a heavy gasp, Master Wen continued, "Such a good set of words should be given to those who truly appreciate him, and not displayed everywhere in the infirmary!"

"You …" Being called a swindler, Xue Qingming was furious, but facing an old man who was over 90 years old, he could not even release his anger, he could only stomp his feet.

Everyone said that their peers were cheap, but in terms of Xue Qingming, he was already the authority of this industry. There really was no one who would dare to look down on Xue Qingming in the field of medicine.

However, the Master Wen was different. He considered himself as the leader of the calligraphy and painting world, and as an artist, he did not think highly of Xue Qingming.

Ignoring Xue Qingming's anger, Master Wen continued to speak towards him.

"Young man, name your price. How much does this plaque cost? I won't even blink!"

As he spoke, the aura of a rich artist emanated from Master Wen.

But Ye Qian laughed coldly.2

Ye Qian did not have any good impression of this kind of arrogant old man who had his eyes up high.

"Old Master, this plaque is a gift from me to Old Xue to open for sale. There is absolutely no reason to sell it. Old Master, please forgive me!"

Ye Qian's words could still be considered to be measured, he did not reprimand him directly.

But facing Ye Qian's rejection, Master Wen's face immediately became ugly.

The two young men who were standing beside Master Wen all this while pointed at Ye Qian and shouted.

"F * ck, brat, don't be so shameless. My grandmaster is the only one in the world of calligraphy and painting, it would be your honor if he took a fancy to your signboard." If you don't obediently send them out with your hands, and dare to make excuses here, then don't you want to stay in the Linhai and muddle through anymore! "

"That's right. Stinking brat, if you know what's good for you, then hurry up and give this plaque to my grandteacher. Otherwise, we'll have you, this dog-shit clinic, open today."

Ye Qian's expression gradually changed from cold to angry, then to one of disdain.

Ye Qian felt extremely disgusted with Master Wen and his two grandsons behind him. What kind of artists were they?

Seeing that Ye Qian did not speak, the two grandsons thought that Ye Qian had admitted defeat. His attitude was once again arrogant, and overbearing.

At this time, the Master Wen joined in the singing.

Master Wen scolded: "You two disgraceful things, why aren't you closing your mouth for this old man. How did this old man usually explain things to you? One must respect one's virtue when doing things, and not bully others with power and authority. Do you all take my teachings for naught? "

Other than the spectators who were eating, there were not many idiots present. They could naturally tell that Wen Hui wanted to be a whore and wanted to set up a memorial archway.

After this reprimand, the two young men hurriedly continued, "Yes, yes, we will remember the teachings of our ancestor! this disciple knows she's wrong. "

After saying this, the two young men unconsciously revealed an expression of hatred but didn't dare to speak up.

Seeing that their expressions were so synchronized, so perfect, Ye Qian was sure that this was not the first time they had done this.

It was as if the emotions at the entrance of the Leaf Condensing Hall had "eased" at once.

The Master Wen laughed again and said to Ye Qian: "Young lad, this old man sees that your golden signboard only weighs twenty or thirty kilograms. Based on the price of the golden words, this signboard is probably worth a few million. "How about this, I bid ten million gold coins to buy this golden plaque of yours. How do you think we should proceed …"

Instantly, the surrounding crowd burst into an uproar.

Ten million, this was at least twice as much as the value of this golden plaque, making a net profit of five million! This was no different from a pie in the sky!

However, the old ones, Xue Qingming and Nangong Fenghua, could not help but sneer inwardly. Although they did not know how rich Ye Qian's family wealth was, it would not be worth this much just based on a single artifact. At least ten times.

Hearing Master Wen's words, Ye Qian did not bother to answer at all. Instead, he took out a cigarette and lit it up, looking like a ruffian.

Master Wen was surprised to see that Ye Qian did not respond.

Then, Master Wen raised two fingers and said: "20 million?"

The price had suddenly doubled again. This increase caused many onlookers to scream in fear.

The whispers in the surrounding started to get louder and louder. Some even started to join in the fun, asking Ye Qian to sell this plaque to them. After all, earning fifteen million was an astronomical figure.

But Ye Qian still remained unmoved.

At this moment, Xue Qingming did not dare interrupt, and could only wait for Ye Qian to take care of it. As for Fang Hanshan, Nangong Fenghua, and Ouyang Changfeng, the three old fellows seemed as if they didn't mind the fact that they were watching the show.

Because from Ye Qian's expression, these three old fellows knew that this old thing, Wen Hui, who relied on his seniority to show off was going to suffer a huge loss today.

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