Boom!
Everyone at the scene directly exploded upon hearing this, and they all exclaimed.
How arrogant, too arrogant!
Not only did it confront the Xiao family, but the bid completely crushed the Xiao family.
Xiao Yaoyang’s face flushed, and blue veins appeared on his neck. He bit his head and wanted to increase the price desperately.
But at this time Mitsui Takeshi said: “Mr. Xiao, the price is too high, don’t increase the price.”
Miyamoto Ichizai also said slowly: “Yes, let him hold this pair of Wang Xizhi’s peace notes first. After I go out, I will get the Ping An Post back.”
Xiao Yaoyang heard the words and looked at Mitsui Takeshi and Miyamoto in shock.
Immediately, he showed a surprised expression.
Takeshi Mitsui and Miyamoto clearly said that he would kill Yash Nics when he went out and snatch Ping An Post back, so there was no need to waste money.
Xiao Yaoyang’s anger disappeared and he did not increase the price.
He looked at Yash Nics with a sneer and thought: Boy, let you jump for a while, and when you go out, you will die by the sword of Dongying Sword God.
There are many reasons why Yash Nics offered such a high price.
In addition to agreeing to buy Wang Xizhi’s calligraphy as a gift to Qin Lao, there is also the knowledge that Xiao Yaoyang’s purchase of this precious treasure must be given to Mitsui Takeshi or Miyamoto.
Yash Nics wanted to see these national treasures flow overseas, so he would fight against Xiao Yaoyang, crush Xiao Yaoyang, and buy this Ping An post by Wang Xizhi.
Soon, Ping An Post was delivered to Old Qin!
Old Qin’s hands trembled with excitement, and he shook his head again and again and said, “It’s too expensive, too expensive, or Mr. Yash, keep it for yourself!”
Yash Nics laughed and said, “I’m a martial artist, how can I appreciate it? ?”
“Lao Qin and I have been in a new year. I have been taken care of by you before, and there has been no return. You can keep this calligraphy.”
Lao Qin is the dean of the Northern Military General Hospital and Yash Nics’s military doctor in recent years.
What Yash Nics said has never been rewarded, which means that Mr. Qin did not get any benefits when he served as an imperial physician.
But in Song Pingting’s ears, she thought that Yash Nics was talking about the last time the Ningda Group construction site had an accident, and the three workers were dying, and Mr. Qin tried to rescue him.
Therefore, she also said seriously: “Yes, Qin, you helped us last time, this time you eliminated the negative impact for our Ningda Group, and you gave us your endorsement, but you didn’t get any money. You must do this calligraphy, it belongs to our husband and wife.
Be careful .” Old Qin wouldn’t accept it if it weren’t for Yash Nics’s gift.
If it was something else, Mr. Qin wouldn’t accept it no matter how valuable it was.
But this Wang Xizhi’s calligraphy is really too artistic.
Old Qin gratefully said to Yash Nics and Song Pingting: “If this is the case, the old man will accept it and temporarily keep this national treasure. After a hundred years, I will donate it to the museum.”
At this time, although the auction will be held. It’s still going on, but it sells very ordinary things.
Yash Nics, Song Pingting, Qin Lao, Li Ziqi and others left early.
Yash Nics and the others had just walked out of the door of the old teahouse. There was a flash of lightning in the night sky, and then there was a thunder and thunder, and then the rain fell down.
The parking lot is only a few tens of meters away from the entrance of the tea house.
But Qin Lao, who was holding precious calligraphy, Song Pingting and others, did not dare to go out in the rain.
Yash Nics saw a black umbrella by the door. He picked up the umbrella and said to Qin Lao and the others: “Wait here, I will drive over.”
After speaking, Yash Nics held the black umbrella and walked into the rain screen. in.
But when he walked more than ten meters away, he stopped.
Because there are people in the rain!
A tall and thin old man in a samurai costume.
The old man was wearing wooden clogs and a long samurai sword hanging from his waist.
It is the sword god of the East, Miyamoto Ichizasai.
