Get a ton of gold at the start

Chapter 214
finally,
This painting was bought by Li Wenfeng at a price of 700 million.

"Seventeen million times!"

"Five million times!"

"Deal! Congratulations to this gentleman! This calligraphy is yours. Please go to the backstage to collect it later." Xiang Hailiang said happily, his face glowing red.

700 million!
Originally, he thought that the maximum value of this word was 600 million.

Now that the auction price is so high, it is estimated that none of the items that won the auction have such a high price. I knew that this item would be the finale.

But thinking about it now doesn't make any sense.

He said happily: "Let's rest for 10 minutes, and then proceed to the second half of this auction!"

finished,

Many people in the audience immediately stood up, talking to each other, those who went to the bathroom to the bathroom, and those who went out to smoke.

He Jianzhuang rubbed his eyes, feeling like he was dreaming.

Thinking back to the beginning, when I shouted five hundred, I instantly felt a burning pain in my face.

Too embarrassing!

On the other hand, He Zhenmin next to him,

Ever since Liang Qingping called out the price, his big mouth had never been closed again. It looked as if his jaw had been dislocated!
When Shi Ming saw He Zhenmin's appearance, he said speechlessly, "Dad, are you okay?"

When He Zhenmin heard the voice, he immediately came to his senses.

then,

He stretched out his hand to support his chin, and lifted the sagging chin back to the ground. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Shi Ming!
"Xiao Ming, just now, how much did you sell that word for?"

Liang Qingping next to him replied: "700 million! Eight words! One word is worth about 210 million."

He Zhenmin: "!!!"

"By the way, you just said that you promised to bring some letters to the people in your hometown?" Liang Qingping asked with a smile.

He Zhenmin: "!!!"

next moment,
Snapped!
He reached out and slapped himself on the mouth...

this moment,
He Zhenmin really wanted to die!
He has spent most of his life in the countryside, and he is an authentic and simple rural man.

So when others like Shi Ming's handwriting, he, the father, is more happy in his eyes. He not only directly gave his own share to the village chief's family, but also promised other people to give Shi Ming a copy.

Isn't it just a few words?

Just swipe twice and it will be there!

but!

It never occurred to him that a single word from Shi Ming would be worth 210 million special codes!

210 million!
When he tweeted his words 'Silence is Golden', the sum totaled nearly 1000 million!

That is,

"To the village chief's family" is not a word.

But nearly tens of millions!
Not only that!

He also promised other people in the village that he would bring them the characters of Shiming. There are more than 200 characters in total, and he rushed to Lin'an excitedly to get the characters.

This special code is [-] million!

Not four hundred yuan, but four hundred million!
Was he sent out like this?

thought here.

He Zhenmin slapped his mouth again.

"Dad! Dad! What's wrong with you?" Shi Ming hurriedly stopped him.

He Zhenmin said with a look of grief and indignation: "I smacked my stinky mouth! What do I need this mouth for? Four hundred million! I want to give it away? Fuck!"

When Ming: "..."

Liang Qingping: "..."

He Jianzhuang: "..."

All three were confused by He Zhenmin's reaction.

"Dad! Not so much!"

Shi Ming quickly comforted him: "This is someone who really likes calligraphy and who is not short of money! Otherwise, it would not be able to sell for so much money."

What he said was not just to comfort He Zhenmin, but a fact!

Calligraphy is something that has a price but no market!
It seems that the price is high, but often there is no buyer at all!

Otherwise, when those calligraphy masters were short of money, wouldn't they all be billionaires if they just wrote a few characters and sold them?

Rare is precious!

At this point,

When it is called is clearer than anyone else.

Otherwise, what would he do with all his efforts to start a project in the university town? Wouldn't it be enough to just sell words?
Don't talk too much in a day, write a few thousand words, and within a few days, you will become the world's richest man!

The point is that this is not realistic at all!
If you write one copy, someone will buy it, and if you write two copies or three copies, no one will buy it.

It is because there are very few calligraphy masters and relatively few characters, so the price is expensive, not how good the calligraphy masters are.

He Zhenmin was stunned for a moment, his expression softened a little, and he asked, "How much can it be sold for?"

Not waiting for an answer,

Liang Qingping, who was next to him, replied directly: "About seventy-eight million, one word is about 800 million! The market price!"

He Zhenmin was taken aback for a moment, and made some calculations in his mind.

Then,

"I'd better smack my mouth!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and drew it towards his own mouth.

Nima!
Even if there are only more than 100 million, those two hundred or so characters are worth almost two hundred million!

What use do I need this mouth!
When Ming: "..."

He quickly grabbed He Zhenmin and said, "Dad, Dad! Don't get excited! It's just a few words! Don't worry about it, it's fine!"

At last,
It took a full four to five minutes for He Zhenmin to be comforted by Shi Ming.

quickly,

The second half of the auction begins.

Liang Qingping introduced to Shiming: "Mr. He, in the second half of the auction, the most interesting thing is basically the last copy of Wang Xizhi's Lanting Preface."

He Jianzhuang next to him asked in surprise: "Chairman Liang also came for Lanting Preface?"

Liang Qingping shook his head and said: "No, but in the second half of the auction, basically there is not much to see, and there is only this calligraphy! It's a pity that it is a copy, and the author is not a famous calligrapher. Name, so the price is estimated not to be much higher."

"Then how much does Chairman Liang think he can sell? Can it exceed the few words that Shiming said?" He Jianzhuang asked.

"uncertain!"

Liang Qingping shook his head and said, "Normally, it's not bad if Mr. He's handwriting can be photographed for 500 million! Although this copied version of the Lanting Preface is not well-known, it is the handwriting of the Ming Dynasty after all, and it is considered old. As for the antiques of the Eight Classics, the final price can be auctioned for almost 600 million, so take it as the finale! It’s just that the price of Mr. He’s words was directly auctioned for 700 million, and this copy of the Lanting Preface is probably going to be eclipsed. .”

"No way? Is this a copy of Lanting Xu's calligraphy? And it's still an antique, how could it be so cheap?" He Jianzhuang asked suspiciously.

Liang Qingping shook his head again, and said: "You need to understand the difference between calligraphy and antiques! In terms of calligraphy, Mr. He's calligraphy is more than one grade higher than this copy of the Orchid Pavilion Preface! The value of this Orchid Pavilion Preface does not lie in its The words on it, but its year, is its antique value!"

When He Jianzhuang heard this, he suddenly realized: "No wonder! Thank you President Liang for clarifying the confusion!"

(End of this chapter)