Chapter 738 Sky-High Price

"The biggest painting pavilion? The painting pavilion in Fengyue Chamber of Commerce is the largest, and there are all kinds of artworks in it."

Qian Wanguan asked an old man in the DC area. The fifth person he asked this time, the first two did not understand, and the other three said that this painting pavilion is the largest, which is obviously correct.

After he asked about the exact location of the Fengyue Chamber of Commerce, he turned left and right to arrive at the square in the city, where he also found the Fengyue Chamber of Commerce.

It is a huge castle. It is said that the Fengyue Chamber of Commerce is one of the largest chambers of commerce in the Zilong Islands. There are branch halls in every city, and there are all kinds of treasures and rare things in it.

"Master, hello, do you need to buy anything?"

There were several beautiful maids at the entrance of the chamber of commerce. Although Qian Wanguan didn't look good, his clothes were the most expensive. He had seen a big market before, and he had an extraordinary bearing. The maids knew people well and quickly welcomed them in.

Qian Wanguan glanced at the maid indifferently and asked, "Where is the painting pavilion?"

"My lord, this way please!"

The maid took Qian Wanguan to a side hall, there were many guests, all of them were older, with different levels of strength, and there were also middle-level heavenly monarchs. It should be the kind of person who has no hope of breakthrough in this life, who has a long life and has nothing to do, and prefers to study calligraphy and painting, arty people.

There are many paintings hanging in the hall, including portraits of people, portraits of monsters, and landscape paintings. As soon as Qian Wanguan entered, he saw a huge scroll, on which was a ferocious and terrifying monster. He thought it was true, and his fat body trembled in fright. Seeing this monster made his soul go cold for a while, feeling like a prehistoric beast that was about to break free.

"Five million sky stones?"

Qian Wanguan glanced at the price tag next to him and his mouth twitched. A painting is so expensive? This thing has no use at all, it is purely for viewing.

"My guest, do you want to buy paintings? Or...sell paintings?"

A middle-aged steward in a blue robe came over and asked. He glanced at the scroll Qian Wanguan was carrying, and a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes. How could this painting be called a painting without a frame?

Qian Wanguan said with a big grin, "I don't know painting, and I don't want to buy it. I got an ancient painting by chance and exchanged it for some Tianshi for fun."

Qian Wanguan's words attracted the attention of several old men who were looking at the picture scroll. Seeing the pale yellow scroll in his hand, they became interested. Could it really be an ancient painting?

"Oh? Show me your Excellency. If the painting is really good, I will definitely give you a satisfactory price." The middle-aged steward said politely.

"This is it!"

Qian Wanguan handed over the scroll in his hand, grinning and said, "My master said that this is an ancient painting from the Eastern Emperor's Continent, and the asking price is one million heavenly stones."

"Well……"

These words attracted the attention of more guests in the painting pavilion, and the manager's expression became serious, and he carefully took the scroll and slowly opened it on a long table next to it.

Half of the guests in the attic were attracted, their eyes fixed on the slowly opened picture scroll.

"laugh……"

"Is this also called painting?"

"This person has no problem with his brain, one million? Poor and crazy?"

"Oops... my eyes."

The painting has not been fully opened, and many guests are full of ridicule and disdain. There is an old man who is blindfolded exaggeratedly, as if his eyes are dirty. The steward also showed warmth on his face, as if he thought Qian Wanguan was here to amuse him.

Sensing the disdainful gazes from all around, Qian Wanguan also wiped his face in embarrassment, but he believed that Jiang Yi and Feng Luan would not have nothing to tease him, so he could only hold on to the end.

The scroll was completely spread out, and many people glanced at it again, and all looked back with contempt, and the manager also glanced a few times, and said to Qian Wanguan indifferently: "Your Excellency, we can't buy this painting, you should go to another house to have a look." .”

Qian Wanguan rubbed his nose, gritted his teeth and said, "Shopkeeper, my master told me that this painting has... connotation, why don't you ask an appraiser to take a closer look?"

The middle-aged steward sneered and said, "I am a third-level appraiser, you should go to another house and ask."

"oh……"

Qian Wanguan answered in disappointment, touched his head and thought it didn't make sense, could it be that Jiang Yi and Feng Luan really have nothing to do to entertain him?

"etc!"

Just when he was about to put away the scroll, a hale and hearty white-haired old man came over. This man was still a mid-level Heavenly Monarch. His eyes were shining brightly, and he looked at the scroll carefully. After a long time, he raised his head and said: " Little brother, can you paint less?"

"Huh?"

Many guests looked over in surprise, the middle-aged steward also frowned, and turned his eyes to the picture scroll again, observing carefully. This old man is a regular customer here, and his vision has always been vicious. If he actually wants to buy this painting, then there must be something special about this painting.

Qian Wanguan shook his head, and said firmly, "My master has said that he won't sell any less skystone."

"All right!"

The ring in the white-haired old man's hand flashed with light, and he took out a ring and said, "There are millions of heavenly stones in here, please count them."

"etc."

At this time, the middle-aged steward suddenly drank heavily, his eyes were frighteningly bright, his breathing was a little short, and he said loudly: "We bought it from Fengyuelou, and we will give you 1.5 million skystones!"

"Wow..."

There was a frying pan in the painting pavilion, and all the guests looked at the scroll in shock, but the middle-aged steward immediately rolled up the scroll, and he cupped his hands at the white-haired old man: "Old Long, I'm sorry, this little brother is looking for Our Painting Pavilion sells it, so this painting...we bought it at Fengyuelou, and in the future, Lao Long will get a 10% discount on all paintings bought here."

"Humph!"

The white-haired old man quit, and said with a sneer: "You Fengyue Pavilion is so domineering. You obviously didn't buy it just now, so I made an offer. Now you actually raise the price instead? Then I will offer two million skystones, little brother." ,how do you say?"

"Well…"

Qian Wanguan shuddered all over. Jiang Yi really didn't lie to him. Is this painting of ghostly symbols really a treasure? Two million skystones, relatively speaking, that is a sky-high price. You can buy two other courtyards in this Ziyu city.

He quickly calmed down, reached out to take the scroll from the middle-aged steward, handed it to the old man and said, "This old man knows the goods, so of course I will sell it to you. That's the deal, two million heavenly stones."

"good!"

The old man quickly took out another ring, which also contained a million heavenly stones. He was afraid that others would steal it, so Qian Wanguan counted the number, turned around and left.

"Brother, wait!"

The middle-aged steward rushed over, with remorse and guilt on his face, he cupped his hands and smiled apologetically, "Brother, this time I don't know Taishan, if there is such a painting in the future, just bring it here, the price is easy to negotiate. "

"talk later!"

Uncle Qian Wanguan squinted at the steward, and strode away. He didn't go back immediately, but wandered around in the nearby shops, and finally entered a brothel and used the magic moon stone to change his appearance again in the room, and then quickly returned to his yard.

He went out for more than an hour, Jiang Yi's side had already cleared up, and he was sitting in the hall drinking tea. After Jiang Yi teleported him in, he yelled: "Sent it, boss, we posted it, and your painting sold two million heavenly stones! Hurry up, hurry up and draw hundreds of pieces, we will sell it!" After that, you can go to God Bestowed City to settle down.”

"Well……"

Jiang Yi's soul was shaken, is this painting of a ghost painting really the legendary sky painting? Can his scribbled things be worth two million heavenly stones? He stood up abruptly and was ready to do it immediately, first draw hundreds of pictures and earn hundreds of millions.

Feng Luan finished grinding it long ago, Herring held his breath and watched nervously, Jiang Yi frantically wrote, and the pen was like a snake, but it took only half a stick of incense to draw another ghostly talisman.

However, Feng Luan shook her head repeatedly after sweeping it away: "No, this painting has no Dao rhyme, it's not a heavenly painting, no one wants it to be used as straw paper..."

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PS: Chapter 5 is here, I have something to do at work today, so it is late, of course... no matter how late, the old demon promises you, you must do it! Brothers, can you give me some monthly tickets?