As soon as Fatty Wang sat down, he looked around, rolled his eyes, and said, "Innocent, the first floor here is so luxurious, why is the auction house on the second floor so low-key and subtle? It doesn't fit in with the overall style."

The innocent big eyes narrowed slightly, "This style is not the work of one person. I heard that this place almost closed down five years ago. It seems that the new boss is a nostalgic person."

"It's good to be nostalgic. Very few people have this idea anymore. Hey, tell me, what is that pen that your second uncle mentioned?"

Wu Xie lowered his head, his eyes were covered by his hair, and the corners of his mouth opened slightly, "Influenced by Taoist thoughts, these pens are treasures handed down from Taoism thousands of years ago. Later, due to the troubled times, I lost track of them. I looked through ancient books and found them.

This bamboo carved pen is very amazing and will be rare to see in later generations."

"So a writing brush has become a good thing." The fat man complained. In this world, if a brush sold for a sky-high price today, it would be really eye-opening.

Wu Xie's face turned to one side, and Qi Lechuan couldn't see clearly what their mouths were saying behind them, so he could only wait quietly for the scene to begin.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the hostess came on stage, and there were six boxes on the stage. These were tonight's auction items. There was no order in this auction, just like drawing a blind box. She pointed casually, and the hostess next to her took off the layer.

black cloth.

In an instant, everyone's eyes were attracted.

The hostess said, "The first auction item, the pens, are made of bamboo carvings, consisting of a pen barrel and a pen cap. They are lightly carved with patterns of flowers and birds. The flowers compete for beauty, and the stamens and centers of the flowers are clearly carved. Birds with ribbons spread their wings and fly among them.

, leafy branches

Mao, a symbol of prosperity. The layout of the decoration is dense and sparse, quite organized. The decoration is meticulous, accurate and clear, showing the style of simplicity. The cap of the pen is engraved with the Eight Diagrams, which shows that all things in the world are interdependent and inexhaustible."

With this explanation, even the fat man took a few more glances and said, "This host is awesome, the details are accurate."

"Of course, she is the youngest history professor in Changsha City." Suddenly a deep voice sounded.

Wu Xie was relatively calm, but the fat man's stool tilted and he almost fell to the ground. The fat man steadied himself and said, "Oh, my little sissy, you are so elusive."

Qi Lechuan waved, and the waiter put a pot of good tea on the table.

"Do you want to buy this?" she asked casually.

The fat man raised his eyebrows. He didn't want Wuxie to tell her anything, but Wuxie was so quick to talk that he didn't have any defense against her, so he just said it.

"Yes." Wuxie.

The fat man winked: After all, you are going around in circles with her.

Qi Lechuan poured a cup of tea for them both, looking a little regretful, "Even if you can't take it away, I want to buy it for my second uncle."

She didn't intend to trick them, she just told the truth when she came up.

Such honesty means that Wuxie is here for his second uncle anyway. It doesn't matter whoever buys it. What's more, if Qi Lechuan buys it, Wuxie doesn't need to take any more money. What a good thing.

Wu Xie shook his head, looked her up and down and said, "No, I can just buy it."

The corner of Qi Lechuan's mouth twitched. With his innocent look, did he think she had no money?

"Brother Wuxie, you can always give gifts to your second uncle, but I can't. My second uncle can't come to Changsha once a year. I just want to be filial to my second uncle. Give me a chance." She acted with a serious look on her face, almost to the point of giving up.

Crying to cheer up.

The fat man looked at her slightly clumsy performance. It was obvious that she wanted to please her second uncle.

But Na Wuxie couldn't understand it, so he struggled for a while, "Okay then,"

The fat man is going crazy, this boy from the Qi family has no control over this soft-hearted little innocent.

That's right, it's a waste of time.

The fat man pointed at his eyes with two fingers and said, "Little sissy, don't be so mean, I'm watching you."

Qi Lechuan nodded obediently, "Okay."

This temper was coming from time to time, and the fat man was ready to stare at her, but he wanted to see which of her words was true and which was false.

As a result, Qi Lechuan straightened his back and smashed into the small million dollar to get a pen.

After the end.

Wu Xie had just finished holding it, so she took it and put it into the box. While the fat man was yelling at Wu Xie, she exerted force, and the bamboo pen holder broke into two sections.

She curled her lips and closed the box. It was already night, and the three of them returned to the Wu family's old house together.

But after she gave the gifts, she went home.

The corners of Wu Erbai's lips, which were originally curled up under the pavilion, froze the moment he opened the box.

Seeing the change in his uncle's expression, Wuxie said, "Second uncle, Lechuan spent millions to buy this for you. She had to buy it. I have seen it and it is an authentic work."

Wu Erbai put down the box, grunted and walked into the house, muttering, "What a vengeful boy."

The fat man looked at it and said, "My innocence is broken."

"Broken? Impossible, it was still fine when I palmed the eye..." Wuxie paused when he saw it was broken into two pieces.

After the meal, the fat man meditated for the first time in the pavilion. He thought Qi Lechuan rushed to give gifts to please his second uncle.

In fact, it's just the opposite. She fell for her own convenience.

"What is the background of the eighth master of the Qi family? Quickly tell Fatty about it. I want all her information in three minutes." The fat man knocked on the marble table, eager to get to know someone for the first time.

Wuxie closed the gift and put it aside before starting to talk.

"When she was a child, she was the only child who learned skills from Buddha. After our family moved to Hangzhou, we rarely had contact with each other. However, I heard that after Master Qi Ba passed away when she was a teenager, she acted as the agent for the Qi family in all matters.

Later, because of my studies, I asked my uncles from Qijia Pankou to manage it on my behalf."

"She was the head of the Qi family when she was eighteen years old. She killed many people and dealt with them very cleanly. It spread all over the street. Now she has firmly established herself as the head of the Qi family. Just two months ago, she chopped off two people in the Qi family.

An uncle..."

Unexpectedly, Fatty Wang's face was full of enthusiasm when he heard this, "She's so cool."

Wuxie said, "Cool is cool, but she has a weird temper. If you don't want to get along with her, we can go back..."

The fat man interrupted him directly, "Whatever you say, just stay here and take the attack."

What move should I take? Her move is too sinister.

Wuxie looked at the moonlight. It was the middle of the month and the moon was big and bright.
Chapter completed!