The richest man Yang Fei

But when the price gradually increased, the number of bidders decreased significantly.

It seems that everyone is the same as Fu Heng. Although they think the painting is good, they are not optimistic about its market value.

Let alone an antique, it is a beloved woman. If the mother-in-law asks too high a price, many men will not be able to marry, so they can only sigh and sigh, and settle for the next best thing.

All the people present are collectors and antique dealers. There is probably a bottom line on the value of each lot. Therefore, when the price reaches the psychological price of the bidders, there will be fewer bidders.

This picture of a lady from the Ming Dynasty quickly reached 45 under the high price of everyone, and there were three more bidders.

Yang Fei didn't hesitate any longer, raised his placard, and directly quoted: "50."

This price is also the bidding price that Fu Heng suggested to Yang Fei.

Wei Kewu, who had previously bid for the Qianlong Yuxi Seal, couldn't help laughing when he heard Yang Fei's quotation: "Have you seen that Yang Fei does things with a purpose, he doesn't raise his hand easily, he just raises his hand The nirvana! This time he directly bid 50 yuan, and he will win this painting again!"

The people on the left and right laughed and said: "Who called him Yang Fei? He has this ability!"

Everyone was joking with themselves when they suddenly heard an auctioneer shouting excitedly: "This lady raised her card! Added five thousand!"

There was an uproar.

Wei Kewu turned around in surprise, wanting to see who the hell was, who dared to confront the richest man, Yang Fei?

The bidder was a childish young girl with snow-white complexion, lacquer-like eyes, cool hair, delicate face, clear eyes, and the fresh and natural aura emanating from the inside out, giving people A feeling like spring breeze.

Wei Kewu laughed and said, "A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. I don't know which family this little girl is from? She is rich and powerful!"

"Look, the beauty sitting next to her is a little older than her, maybe she is her sister? Maybe she is the right one!"

"Someone challenged Yang Fei, I wonder if Yang Fei will follow?"

"Hehe, I must follow! Let's wait and see!"

Yang Fei didn't move and didn't look back. After the opponent raised his card, he immediately raised his card.

The two people are almost like you and me, there is no gap.

The auctioneer keeps updating the bidding price:

"51 million!"

"515 million!"

"55 million!"

"60 million!"

His voice became more and more urgent and high-pitched, highlighting the tense bidding atmosphere at the scene.

When the price soared all the way to 80, everyone in the audience was excited.

Yang Fei handed the sign to Chen Mo beside him: "Come and hold it!"

Chen Mo pursed her lips and smiled: "How much competition is there?"

Yang Fei said lightly: "No matter how much, it's just five thousand more than others!"

These words are very domineering, but they are also in line with Yang Fei's status as the richest man.

Chen Mo smiled helplessly and raised his sign.

Fu Heng frowned involuntarily, and said, "Boss, this painting is not worth so much money! And this is not a charity auction, this is a purely commercial auction, and all proceeds from the auction are earned by the owner. Now that the price is raised so high, the owner is probably going to be happy!"

Yang Fei said: "It's hard to buy a good heart. I just like this painting. When I don't like it, it's only worth 50. If I like it, then it's worth the highest price I can offer!"

Fu Heng couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "Boss, this is an investment, please be rational! Maybe the person who raised the price was hired by the seller? Did he intentionally drive up the price?"

Yang Fei said: "It doesn't matter, if he wants to carry it, then I'll give him some more money!"

Fu Heng shook his head, hey, the thoughts of the richest man are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Chen Mo raised his sign again.

"88!" The auctioneer's voice was on fire, and the number he shouted came with a shrill voice.

Finally, the one behind did not bid anymore.

This picture of a lady from the Ming Dynasty was finally won by Yang Fei at a high price of 88 yuan.

Yang Fei's indomitable spirit once again made people see the aura of the richest man.

Gao Qin gave a thumbs up with a smile, without saying a word.

Yang Fei smiled lightly.

From the beginning to the end, he never looked back and never glanced at his competitors.

Perhaps, in his opinion, no matter who the other party is, they can't compete with him!

Fu Hengdao: "It cost an extra 33 yuan!"

Yang Fei said: "It's not much. I think it's worth it."

Fu Heng said: "Boss, what do you like about this painting?"

Yang Fei said: "I can't say it, but I feel that there is an aura in this painting."

Fu Heng said: "Momentum?"

Yang Fei said: "I don't know much about painting, but I can see that there is indeed an aura in it. Looking at this painting, I can even imagine the figure of an ancient painter, and imagine the scene of him spreading ink."

Fu Heng was surprised and said: "It's terrible! Boss, you still say you don't know how to paint! You are a master! Only masters can see the momentum of a painter! A truly brilliant painter has already decided when he made the first stroke. The momentum of the whole painting. And the painting that can form the momentum must be a masterpiece!"

Yang Fei said with a smile: "Mr. Fu has won the award."

Fu Hengdao: "It's just that this is just the work of an ordinary painter in the Ming Dynasty. Although he learned Qiu Shizhou's brushwork, how could he have such a powerful momentum? It's puzzling. When I get the painting, I must appreciate it carefully."

The next auction is a stone carving.

It is not uncommon for words to be carved on the stone.

The strange thing is that the characters carved on this stone are actually tadpoles!

Yang Fei's understanding of tadpoles is still limited to the martial arts cheats in the stone room of the chivalrous man's island.

He asked Fu Heng, "Does the tadpole have anything to say?"

Fu Hengdao: "The development of fonts grows together with the development of writing tools. It can be said that writing tools and fonts are two ropes twisted together. As pens develop, fonts change accordingly. "