Chapter 33: Eyesight recognizes the real pen

"Oh, I don't know where the news came from?" Mu Qingbai said for a moment, this writing brush is indeed a good pen, but the way is a little less glorious. It is a friend who is also playing with fun on the black market. Here, I bought it at a high price, except for a few acquaintances in the circle, I am afraid that no one will know. {[August 1st? ((
"There are no secrets where there are rivers and lakes. Since the old man is opening a door to do business, he might as well show it to the juniors." Guo Gang said squinting, where did the news come from? Can I tell you what do I know in your heart?
"Haha, interesting, little friends, wait a minute, I'll come and go." Said, Mu Qingbai once again entered the retreat, after a while of effort, came out with more than ten writing brushes in his hands.
"As Xiaoyou said, opening a door to do business, since Xiaoyou also knows the origin of the pen, naturally I can't hide it." Mu Qingbai lined the writing brush in his hand in turn. "The old man I spent 300,000 is one of them. You choose it, you choose the right one, and you earn it. If you don't choose the right one, the old man will be rude. No? "
"Haha, it ’s a good idea, Father. It's fun to choose one of thirteen," Guo said with a smile.
"Bad brother, otherwise we don't need that writing brush, let's buy a platform directly, the master doesn't care about these." Murong Weiwei said softly, she took out 300,000, but if the wrong choice, Guo bad Can't hang on his face.
"Little friend, it's too late to stop now. If I don't gamble, I'll put away the pen. I'll give you these cheaper ones." Mu Qingbai said with a touch of pride.
"Father, this is a bank card. You need to pay 300,000 first. Regardless of whether we choose the right one, it's ours." As a result, Guo Gang handed the bank card to Mu Qingbai.
"Girl Wei Wei, this is the first time I have met the master, I paid the money, and I bought the things, you have no opinion." Guo Bad looked at Murong Wei Wei with a smile.
"Bad brother, I have seen these pens. Among them, the third and seventh pens are bamboo carving brushes from the Republic of China period. The fifth and tenth ones should be from the Qing Dynasty. I ca n’t hold the others. They may be old. Yes, I can't see it. "Murong Weiwei whispered.
"Little girl is terrible, just remove the four, let alone choose one of nine, it's a loss for the old man." Although Mu Qingbai said so, her heart was still secretly happy.
Guo Bai stepped forward and did not use his hand to get the writing brush on the table, just looked at them one by one.
"Little friend, how about, if I don't choose, I'll order the guest." For about ten minutes, Mu Qingbai came over with a small teapot in his hand and said with a smile.
"It is wonderful, nine brushes, five of which are from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. They are expensive, two are modern products, but they are also produced by masters. From the perspective of materials and old methods, they are all called First-class, it can be compared with the bamboo writing brushes in Wanli years. "Guo Bad said with a smile.
"What about two more?" Mu Qing asked subconsciously.
"The remaining two are Ming Wanli bamboo carved brushes, which have always been flower and bird patterns and one is a flower pattern." Guo said with a smile.
"Haha, friends are also a good way, do you want to get some inspiration from the old man?" Mu Qingbai said pretendingly calmly. "Little friend, choose it."
"It seems that I definitely have a pen that is more pleasing to the eye, whether he is or not, I choose him." Then, Guo Bad's hand was pressed on the first pen.
"Father, I don't need you to wrap it up, I took it away, haha." Guo Bad laughed, and stretched out Murong Weiwei.
"Little friend stays walking, young friend stays walking." The moment Mu Qingbai saw Guo Bad put his hand on the first brush, his heart seemed to be hollowed out, and he was shocked. It took him fifteen Wan bought it, and although the asking price was directly 300,000 this time, for a calligraphy-loving person, the pen is the four treasures. Who would care about one more pen?
"Why, old man will not regret it?" Guo Bad stopped and turned to ask.
"I'm willing to gamble to lose, I'm willing to gamble to lose, there is nothing to regret, but I don't know who this friend is going to give this pen to." Mu Qingbai asked softly.
"Grandpa Mu, it seems that this is out of the limits of your business." Guo Bad has not spoken yet. Murong Weiwei stepped forward and said softly, but the voice was not loud, but Mu Qingbai could hear it, and the little girl in front of her was not. I'm so happy that I blame myself, at that time I honestly asked for a price, even if I sold the pen to them, I had to make it like this.
"Sorry, welcome the two to come again next time." After speaking, Mu Qingbai watched the two walked away.
"It's annoying." Murong Weiwei said with a pout. "Everyone said that it was a thief to be immortal. I didn't think it was true now."
"Haha, we didn't expect our Miss Murong Weiwei would get angry too." Guo Bad said with a smile. "I can't blame the old man Mu. This pen should have been bought by him for 150,000, but if it is put on the auction, it should take about 800,000."
"Bad brother, how do you know that this pen is the pen he got, and how do you know he has such a pen?" Murong Weiwei whispered.
"Because I know what he thinks in the heart. Haha." Guo Bad said with a smile, "It's like Wei Wei thinking in your heart now, bad brother is bragging again."
Guo's bad voice fell. Murong Weiwei's face turned red, because Guo Gang really guessed what she had just thought.
"Bad brother, Master Xijing, you have to listen to me there." The two walked for about half an hour, Murong Weiwei said softly.
"Well, listen to you." Guo said with a smile, "but the master sees me because he is not happy anymore, he will be happy to drink, haha"
"Look at what you said, it's like the master's mouth is sulking." Murong Weiwei said with a rare smile. "If the master asks you to evaluate his work, you can say as much as you can, and don't make any mistakes."
"Rest assured, I have a sense." Guo said with a grin. They talked and laughed all the way to the door of a big house.
"That's it, I'll knock on the door." With that, Murong Weiwei stepped forward and knocked three times against the door.
"Hello Mom, grandpa is at home." Opening the door was an old woman in her fifties, dressed plainly and with a shameless face.
"Vivi, when I wake up in the morning, the old man will say that you are coming, come in quickly, and I will make something delicious for you at noon." Wu Ma said with a smile. Stayed outside the door. "
"Vivi, father went to your school yesterday. Why didn't you watch it and drank a lot of alcohol, but fortunately, this time the drink was not nonsense, the doctor also came to check it, nothing happened. Wu Ma said with a smile.
"No, I brought the culprit here. The wine is for Grandpa." Murong Weiwei said, pointing at Guo Bad behind him.
"Wu Ma, hurriedly this time, I didn't bring you any gifts. I have one of these things I bought a little stuff in antique street a few days ago and gave it to Wu Ma. You took it to your little grandson Bring it, the boss who sold this thing said, this thing has been drunk, to prevent evil. "Guo said badly, in the hands of a fair-selling Guanyin pendant, handed it to Wu's mother.