Daimyo Inazuma fucked her heart

The bidder asked the employee to bring the oil painting to the booth, only to see an abstract painting was put on the booth, including the five boys beside Ling Fujiwara. Most people in the hall couldn't understand what the painting expressed.

"The starting price is [-] moras."

For oil paintings, such a starting price is normal. Fontaine's oil paintings have always been famous for their rich colors and ideas, but they are not very popular among Liyue and Daozama.

Especially abstract paintings.

"Sixty thousand moras."

"President Li of the Hardware Chamber of Commerce offered [-] moras!"

"Sixty-five thousand moras."

"President Zhang of the Tianxiang Yongye Chamber of Commerce offered [-] moras!"

Two merchants from Liyue bid for the auction, probably to let the bidders mention their names. They probably put such oil paintings in the cellar when they bought them back.

However, Rei Fujiwara saw the value of this oil painting at a glance.

This painting is very random in terms of image organization and composition arrangement, and even feels a bit messy.This seemed to be consistent with the chaotic atmosphere of the residents fleeing and terrified at the time of the bombing.In this elongated picture space, the arrangement of all shapes and images has been carefully conceived and deliberated, and has a strict and unified order.Although many images are full of dynamics, their composition forms obviously reveal a certain classical meaning.

This painting combines cubism, realism and surrealism to express pain, suffering and bestiality:

On the right side of the painting, a woman falls from the burning house with her hands raised, and another woman rushes to the center of the painting; on the left side, a mother and a dead child; on the ground is the corpse of a soldier, holding a sword in one hand, and beside the sword is a growing flower In the center of the painting is an old horse, stabbed by a spear from top to bottom, on the left is a standing cow looking up and looking forward, and between the cow's head and the horse's head is a bird with its beak raised On the upper right side, there is an arm extending obliquely from the window, holding a lamp in its hand, which emits strong light, illuminating this bloody scene.Complete

The painting is done in black, white and grey.

Xi Bao, you should know what this painting is. I was quite surprised, after all, this place is Two-dimensional.

[The system scanning is completed. This oil painting is in the same body as the Guernica created by the Spanish cubist painter Pablo Ruiz Picasso in the 20s. 】

Such a painting shouldn't be priced at [-] moras, it just happens to be used to make a blockbuster.

"I don't understand what that painting is about, Xingqiu, do you understand?"

"I don't really understand. Fontaine's paintings are usually colorful, but this painting only has three colors."

"Chongyun, can you understand?"

"I look and feel like the monster painting that Xingqiu showed me..."

"Wow!"

Xingqiu, Chongyun, Xiangling, and Guoba all tilted their heads to express their incomprehension, but the Shimai clan was looking at it carefully, and then suddenly showed an expression of enlightenment, and gave Fujiwara Ling a wink, indicating that he could bid at will.

"Ling, that painting is so scary."

Hu Tao pulled Fujiwara Ling's sleeve, Fujiwara Ling was startled, good guy, he is indeed the future hall master of Xiangseitang.

"What did you see, Nutella?"

"On the right, a woman fell from the burning house with her hands up, and another woman rushed to the center of the painting with her deformed leg; on the left, a mother hugged her dead child; on the ground, there was a soldier's body. In the broken hand is a short sword, and beside the sword is a flower that is growing."

Hu Tao's voice became softer and softer, Fujiwara Ryo rubbed her head, not bad, the future hall master.

"One hundred thousand moras, Mr. Liu Yong bid one hundred thousand moras! Is there a higher price?"

The auctioneer breathed a sigh of relief, and finally the painting could be sold.

"One hundred thousand moras for the first time! One hundred thousand moras for the second time! One hundred thousand moras for the first time!"

"20 million moras!"

Before the bidder's voice fell, a loud bidding sound interrupted his words.

Immediately raising the price to 20, Fujiwara Ryo's voice made the whole hall quiet.

"This is... the modest Mr. Daozuma, are you sure you want to bid 20 Mora?"

The bidders couldn't believe it. If it was a painting by a Fontaine, Zhidong, or even a merchant from Mond, the price would be normal.

You are a rice wife, can you understand?

"It seems that the bidders feel that my bid is not enough, so, 25 Morats!"

Fujiwara Ryo added another 25 molasses, [-] molasses, and bought an oil painting with only three colors and a cool tone.

Ningguang cast a questioning look at Fujiwara Ling. Although he knew that 20 Mora was nothing to Fujiwara Ling, Ningguang didn't like to spend money casually.

Every piece of mora is precious.

Smiling at Ningguang, he stabilized his wife, Fujiwara Ling waited for others to increase the price.Then no one present would spend 25 moras to buy such a painting.

"25 Mora for the first time! 25 Mora for the second time! 25 Mora for the third time! Deal!"

Pao Wife's humble young master bought a strange oil painting for 25 Mora.

"My lord, take it easy, don't overplay it."

"It's fun, isn't it?"

"But don't spend too much, strictly speaking, you are the richest person in this hall, but I still recommend spending money on more valuable things."

"Then what do you think of the value of this painting?"

"If I'm not mistaken, in a few years, the price will increase by a zero. But please don't buy everything."

They were communicating in rice wife language, which made Wu Xiaozhi look at these two people curiously, so Fujiwara Ryo took out snacks and candies, and Wu Xiaozhi immediately stopped staring at them.

"Indeed, but if I just go to bid for the big sword, some people will probably start to doubt my motives, and then my identity, but if I spend money like water, like an ignorant prodigal spend money without any scruples, then No one will care."

"After all, this is where Mora started."

"I see, it looks like I don't need to worry about you being exposed."

"Big deal, I'll deal with the person who recognized me."

Fujiwara Ryo bent down and touched the rice cooker's head, and after receiving the order from the employee of the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, he asked the Shimai clan to keep it.

This painting will be placed in the Inazuma Art Museum he built after he returned to Inazuma. Such excellent works must be accepted, especially in Inazuma, who has only been in the civil war for a few years.

Finally some good textbooks.

Wu Xiaozhi was also very surprised by Fujiwara Ryo's handwriting, especially Xingqiu. This is the first time he has encountered such a bidding method. Is this the pressure brought by money?

"Remember, children, there is a superpower that can be accumulated."

"What superpower?"

"chatter?"

"That is, I am rich~"

Touching the heads of the five little ones one by one, Fujiwara Ling continued to bid for various works of art, each time the price was twice or three times higher than the previous price.

At this moment, Ling Fujiwara has completely turned into a big spender, who likes to buy things at high prices that many people can't understand.

In the end, he even let Xiangling hold the rice cake, and then he raised Xiangling himself, and let the rice cake raise the price with the bidding card.

With Fujiwara Ling's price increase, he bought a lot of Fontaine's oil paintings, Liyue's jade wares, and even Monde's wine.Hey Diluque, what 100-year-old craft beer, is it still drinkable?

After the break, Fujiwara Ling finally ushered in the auction of weapons.

Heiyan Zhandao, I am bound to win.

Chapter 65

Why not ask the amazing rice crust?

Weapon auctions in Liyue belonged to a gray area. Except for adventurers, people were not allowed to hide offensive weapons at home.Regarding the management of weapons, Liyue has been improving. For example, some people have an old long gun in their homes. It was not a threat at first. It was a family heirloom several generations ago, and it once went to the battlefield with Lord Yan.

Then suddenly one day, the golden light flashed in the maintenance of the descendants, and it became a magical weapon, and the person holding it could kill Qiuqiu people, thugs, and even the backbone of the treasure bandit.

This is throwing tiles. Throwing tiles is irresistible. If you think about it, you can get an S rating with one dimension. Who wouldn’t love it?

But Liyue is a stable country, so people can't hold weapons arbitrarily, but it's not good to collect family heirlooms casually, it doesn't matter, just go to the General Affairs Department for the record and affix the seal prepared by Liyue General Affairs Department Finally, after signing a contract with him, he promised not to use this weapon, so he could keep the family heirloom.

However, the wealthy families of Yujingtai didn't think so. Their family's guards needed weapons of excellent quality. If the weapons were sealed, it would be meaningless.

Therefore, there is a weapon auction. The weapons auctioned are defined as commodities. Commodities are not dangerous, so there is no need for seals... This loophole has continued until now, and it has also led to the auction of weapons.

Black Rock Zhan Dao, a big sword, made of very rare black rock, sinks like a boulder, and can open mountains and break roads.The blade is made of black rock crystal mixed with crimson ore, as thick as heavy ink and as red as blazing fire.

Inherited from the "Prototype" series, Black Rock weapons have three characteristics: firm as rock, tough as ice, and fierce as blood.Although the "cutting knife" is a big sword, the thinnest part of the blade is not much thicker than the silk satin.The splicing of red and black crystals is exquisite, and the rings are interlocked into a knife face.

The handle is decorated with Lihuo totem and red jade orbs, which looks like a pool of blood from a distance, sinking and evil.

To be honest, I always feel that this great sword is a bit like the subspecies of Guhua Great Sword.

The bidder introduced this great sword excitedly, as if the great sword had been opened by Lord Yan. Fujiwara Ryo was holding a glass of drink. He originally wanted to take wine, but except Shimai Zongwai, the five little ones around him Fujiwara Ryo, who was both underage and could only lead by example, put down the drink and picked up the drink.

The system said: [OK! 】

"The famous craftsman Cambrian once went deep into the earth to search for ore crystals in order to forge black rock weapons. In the end, he encountered a mine disaster. In one damaged eye, only the darkness that could not be discerned from the top and bottom of the world was left at that time, and his ears often echoed like the sword and stone of the sky and the earth cracking. Voice."

The story of Daozuma's forging seems not as earth-shattering as Liyue's, and it breaks mountains and rocks at every turn. Does Morax know these things? After all, it is a country where rock elements are respected.

"Since then, the craftsman's forge has been covered with dust, and there are only cold ashes and unfulfilled dreams of forging soldiers. His son Han Ce read the anecdote that there are monsters sealed in the center of the earth in the mountains, and quickly told his father."

"Cam Wu was very remorseful after hearing this, and decided that the mining had disturbed the dragon in the ground and the stone that fell from the sky. So he supported his sick body and started a furnace to forge a chopping knife."

"After the sword was completed, the son of the craftsman erected a shrine as high as a person outside the mine according to his father's request, and hid the sword in it for the purpose of warding off evil spirits and suppressing dragons."

Hey, he is familiar with this legend. Every time the Qianzi family made swords, Fujiwara Ling had to give them names, and even made up some stories for these swords, and finally Fujiwara Ling left the matter to his aunt , Yae Shenzi.

The price is to eat deep-fried tofu and deep-fried skewers at the end of eternity for free. I obviously eat a lot, but my aunt is just a little bit heavier...Where did those deep-fried tofu and deep-fried skewers go?

"A few years later, Cambrian passed away in a dream."

"At the same time on the same day, a traveler passed the mine pit of Tianheng Mountain, and saw a red light surge behind the rocks, and a hidden shrine was quietly unscrewed."

"The gigantic sword in the niche flickered faintly, like weeping and complaining. Han Ce went into the mountain overnight and retrieved the chopping knife."

"Contemporary Tianshu star personally wrote an inscription for it: open mountains and seas, tear clouds and break moon."

The auctioneer saw that the blowing was almost too bad, and when the board in his hand smashed, it was time to bid.

Fujiwara Ling winked at the Shimai clan, and the Shimai clan gestured to the employees of the Wisteria Chamber of Commerce who followed. After receiving a response, Fujiwara Ling was ready to bid.

"The starting price is [-] Morats, start now."

The five little ones around looked at Fujiwara Ling, Fujiwara Ling shook the juice, and handed the cup to the crispy rice.

"One million moras."

A female voice suddenly quieted the hall. This time it was not Ryo Fujiwara who preempted the attack, but a woman with short hair.

"Miss Keen from Fontaine Court bid 20 moras. Are there any bidders?"

"20 Mora."

The Fontaine woman named Keane smiled, then raised her hand again:

"One million moras."

"40 moras, Miss Keen of Fontainetine offered 40 moras, is there still..."

"40 moras."

Ms. Keen frowned, she pinched her fingers, and then offered the price again:

"50mo..."

"50 moras."

Ms. Keen frowned. What does this rich young master want to do just now?

"60 million moras!"

Ms. Keen from Fontainetine turned to look at this young man who was younger than herself, looked at his pair of blue eyes, and said angrily:

"Please don't make trouble, young master."

Shimai Zongshi turned his head away, he was snickering, who would dare to speak to Fujiwara-sama like this except the general and the palace secretary.

"My dear Miss Keene, that's not a small sum of money . . . for a man like you."

Rei Fujiwara picked up the rice crust that was standing on his calf, and handed over the bidding card to it.

"Hold it up, rice cracker."

"chatter!"

"200 million moras!"

Ling Fujiwara raised the rice cake, and the rice cake held his bidding auction in his hand. As soon as he said this, the audience erupted.