Duanmu Baolian was stunned for a moment and walked towards the tattered book. This tattered book looked familiar to her. If she was not mistaken, she had read this tattered book in her hands yesterday.

Yes, this tattered book is the tattered book that Ximen Mingyue picked up at a street stall yesterday for a few dollars. However, it is obvious that this tattered book has been dealt with and slightly repaired. It does not look good.

So broken, not so disabled.

Duanmu Baolian looked at the introduction. It was written in Shi Tao's handwriting. She thought about it for a while before she remembered who this Shi Tao was.

Shi Tao was a painter and a monk in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. He was good at poetry and calligraphy. Of course, this is not the point. The point is that this person did not have many fine paintings, and most of his fine paintings are collected in famous museums.

Therefore, Duanmu Baolian has never paid attention to it.

But she didn't expect that she could pick up his handwriting on the street stall yesterday. She also flipped through the torn volume yesterday and talked about a few pages, but it was still incomplete.

Among them were two ink paintings that she thought were not very good-looking. They were very small and could not be hung on the wall.

She glanced at the starting price, which was 60,000 euros, which was indeed not high. However, as long as it was picked up from a street stall for a few dollars, Ximen Mingyue could make a lot of money as long as it didn't pass the auction today.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Baolian not only smiled bitterly, Ximen Mingyue was actually quite good at making money. He could make money at a glance without relying on family power, which was much better than Feng Tang.

But then I thought about it, Feng Tang seemed to have very high attainments in antiques, but he didn't like antiques, so he hated them when he saw them, and naturally he didn't want to use them to make money.

Thinking about it again, she suddenly felt a little sad. The doctor doted on Feng Tang so much, why did he need to make money?

"Pauline, come here and take a look, this is very beautiful." Feng Tang called again.

"Oh?" Duanmu Baolian agreed and hurriedly walked over. Sure enough, the things Feng Tang liked were all good things. It was a necklace inlaid with three rubies, which met her requirements very well. She went up

I said it once, but unexpectedly Feng Tang actually paid attention.

"Look at the color of this ruby, it's very beautiful." Feng Tang said with a smile.

Duanmu Baolian fell in love with the three rubies the moment she saw them. Indeed, these three rubies were very beautiful. The largest one in the middle was the size of a pigeon egg, and the two smaller ones on both sides were also very beautiful.

They are all as big as her thumbnail. The most unusual thing is that these three rubies are not ordinary bright red, but the color of flames.

"Miss Pauline, this ruby ​​is good." Suddenly, someone interrupted.

Duanmu Baolian hurriedly turned around and saw Zhou Huashao and Jin Rongruo arriving at some unknown time. She immediately smiled and said, "When did you come?"

"I just came here, ready to take a look." Jin Rongruo said with a smile, "I didn't expect to meet you." As he said this, he couldn't help but glance at the starting price of the three rubies, which was 15 million euros...

If there is a bidder for this, this ruby ​​is really not cheap.

Duanmu Baolian naturally saw the starting price and immediately said softly: "Let's see later. It's okay if no one bids. If someone does bid, forget it. I feel it's not worth it if it exceeds 20 million."
Chapter completed!