Chapter 173: The Feast of the Wind
Mi Feng complained: [Sister Yin, brother, you guys are relaxed. I can't leave even if I want to leave. Damn, I'm so tired...]
Zhang Hao suddenly remembered that when he first met Mi Feng, he asked him to assemble variously. He was so tired that he couldn't help laughing. As expected, everyone was the same.
[Thank you for your hard work, work hard, and you have made great contributions. Congratulations to you for getting out of the sea of suffering!]
Closing the clock message.
[Don't tease your second brother!]
[Second brother, I didn’t make any sarcasm. You are a great god. How dare you make any sarcasm...]
【Wait until I come back to clean up you!】
【Ha ha!】
Zhang Hao was very happy to talk, got up and went to the yard, and said, "Go back to Ning City!"
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Zhang Hao personally went to the branch bridgehead and took Mifeng back.
Mi Feng changed back to his body and said, "Blue Star is in chaos. A bunch of idiots, don't thank me for saving the killing planet, and you still have to pursue my hidden strength. If I provoke me to rise up, I will destroy them!"
Zhang Hao said: "Solved?"
Mi Feng said unhappily: "I solved it, I just couldn't help but get angry. I shut up if I didn't know what to do. They were quarrels and asked me to hand over the spoils, and they were all right... I can't kill them!"
This time, it took billions of Blue Star coins to settle the money, and of course I was unhappy.
Zhang Hao said: "Let's go back to Yuanshan Villa first. The banquet has been set up in Nanxin Villa. Let's have some drinks?"
Mi Feng and Zhang Hao left the bridgehead, and Mi Feng started calling, and no one would refuse his call. Soon he made an appointment with a group of friends and said, "I'll treat you tonight, relax."
Zhang Hao doesn't care. He originally wanted to treat him, but Mi Feng wanted to make the decision, so let him invite him, anyway, he doesn't care about the money.
He sent a message in the chat group he created last time.
[A great god treats guests to dinner. Come to Nanxin Villa if you have time in the evening!]
The backyard of Nanxin Villa.
The guests invited this time, Peng Dahai, Yu Muheng from Shanghai, and Zhang Hao called Jin Xianyu and Wang Tianchen, while Wang Tianchen brought Cheng Qinglian and two other guests who were well-known, both of whom were rich and rich friends.
One is called Wei Hongming and the other is called Zhao Rongjin.
Wei Hongming is an import and export tycoon, in his forties.
The big boss of Zhao Hongjin Coal Mine really has a mine at home, and he is the owner of a large coal mine. He is a rich second generation who has been trained well. He is not a playboy. He has his own means and knowledge. He is quite interesting. He is 38 years old this year.
They introduced each other at the banquet, let alone, Jin Xianyu was welcomed by everyone. Most rich people have such a habit, that is, art. Jin Xian was the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau of Su City, and also served as the director of the museum. He has all his status and knowledge. Everyone is polite. As for whether they are rich or not, they don’t care.
When Jin Xianyu entered the private room, he looked at the wall. Last time he saw the banner of the Song Si family, he wanted to look at it again, but the words on the wall had been taken away, and now there was a painting on the wall.
A picture of light crimson landscapes by Dong Qichang of the Ming Dynasty.
Jin Xianyu smiled bitterly, and he was speechless in this way of hanging ancient paintings casually.
I went to the bathroom, and the sunflower had already been closed, but I changed it to an oil painting.
Paul Gauguin's oil painting of Tahitian woman bathing.
Jin Xianyu rubbed his eyes and looked at him in disbelief. Do you want to be so generous? He just walked out in a daze. This feeling was so bad that his eyes were incorrect when he looked at Mi Feng. This guy was just an unsavory rich man, and he was so weak that he was ruining his artwork!
I will never come here again!
Wang Tianchen found that Jin Xianyu's expression was wrong and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
Jin Xianyu forced a smile and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little uncomfortable." He couldn't say anything and couldn't say anything.
It was Cheng Qinglian's first time to come to Nanxin Villa. She was so dazzled along the way that she opened a gallery and had a deep understanding of modern art, but she also had some contact with antique calligraphy and paintings. After all, they all belong to the category of art.
"Is this a painting by Dong Qichang? An authentic or a high-quality imitation?"
Jin Xianyu said depressedly: "The original work!"
Cheng Qinglian was so scared that she stuck out her tongue and secretly complained: "A rich and inhumane rich man!" She was very familiar with the price system of modern calligraphy and painting, but she was not clear about ancient paintings, but even if she didn't know, she knew that the price of such ancient paintings must be sky-high and could not be cheap.
She whispered: "Old Jin, the porcelain bottle on the ancient shelf..."
Jin Xianyu was even more depressed and said, "Real product! Be careful not to touch it, I really can't afford it."
This surprised Cheng Qinglian even more. At least a dozen bottles and jars, and plates were all genuine, and she didn't know what to say.
Yu Muheng didn't talk much, but just observed that he was a real estate business and a collector. Of course, he had a broader knowledge than Cheng Qinglian. Nanxin Villa gave him great surprise. Whether it was construction or materials, especially wood, many materials were rare and rare, and the prices were extremely expensive. They were actually used for construction materials. As for the materials used for tables, chairs and antique shelves, they were either red sandalwood or yellow flower lily.
This move is simply scary. Even Yu Muheng is a rich man, he has never seen such a trick. As for the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall, he was even more shocking. They are all genuine products, and none of them are high-quality imitations.
He also believes that Mi Feng and Zhang Hao are invisible super rich people, otherwise they would not be able to play like this.
Mi Feng said: "Drink Jiuxing Crafts today!"
Suddenly, everyone's eyes lit up. As long as anyone who has been in Nanxin Villa has never heard of Jiuxing Craft, he can't buy that wine at all. Only the boss of Nanxin Villa has it.
When the wine and food are served, two bottles of Nine Star Crafts are placed on the table, and two boxes of One Star Crafts are placed in the corner of the wall. Generally, when drinking alcohol, Nine Star Crafts are half-hearted, and drinking another one Star Crafts can basically not tell the difference, so you can drink it in a big cup. Even if you are inhumane, it will not be wasted.
Wang Tianchen held it in his hand and couldn't help but say, "This packaging is too exquisite, right?" He couldn't let it go.
Jin Xianyu said: "The bottle caps are made of gold, and this wine is rare." Since he drank the nine-star crafts once, this wine has become the only good wine in his mind. He no longer cared about other wines. Once he drank it, the fragrance remained in his mouth for three days.
After a sip of wine, Wang Tianchen kept smacking his lips. He was not obsessed with wine, but he was also conquered by it. He asked: "Mr. Mi, this wine... is really amazing, delicious, delicious! Can you ask, how much is this wine, and where can I buy it?"
Zhao Hongmian and Wei Hongming both laughed.
Jin Xianyu said: "If you can't buy it, only Mr. Mi and Mr. Zhang are not allowed, but others can't."
Zhao Hongmian smiled and said, "Brother, this is really not a matter of much money. This wine is only drunk but not sold, but only given or not sold..."
Mi Feng smiled and said, "How much does this wine cost? Please ask Mr. Zhang, he knows."
Everyone stared at me.
Zhang Hao scratched his head and said, "It's more than one thousand, seven hundred..."
Chapter completed!