Erwu also said frankly about mutual descent and mutual fame. His main focus was on Chinese calligraphy and painting, and other projects, Song Yi was unable to help.

But this is enough to make Wang Luo and Wang Mingyang grateful. They cannot expect Song Yi to buy the jewelry and jade at the auction. To put it bluntly, there is no need to buy such a thing as much as gold and jade jewelry.

At this time, the records made by Lin Baoqing became very important. Song Yi also asked her to take out the records. In the records, those important things were taken by Song Yi and Lin Baoqing. In addition to the things they wanted to take, there were also some doubts. They might be muntjac or fakes, or there was no room for appreciation.

Of course, these are something that Wang Luo and Wang Mingyang don’t know. What Wang Mingyang needs to do is to arrange people to take pictures of all the other records.

"Then please Brother Wang, it's actually very simple. They just need to offer the lowest price every time." Song Yi repeatedly instructed him when he handed the recorded paper to Wang Mingyang.

"No problem, just leave this matter to me. I will go barefoot when the time comes!" Wang Mingyang patted his chest and agreed.

Song Yi nodded and praised her. Wang Luo even thanked Song Yi repeatedly. He had helped her a lot.

After explaining this matter properly, the few people did not stop for a long time. Wang Luo and Wang Mingyang asked Song Yi to rest well. They had to work hard on their own, and Wang Luo had to organize the auction, while Wang Mingyang had to arrange for the two of them to participate in the auction with him.

After Song Yi and Lin Baoqing returned to the hotel, Lin Baoqing, who was clean and hygienic, went to take a shower and change his clothes first, while Song Yi continued to splash ink. After seeing other masterpieces by famous masters, he also inspired his painting skills.

Of course, we must not forget the daily routine. Both of them called back to Donghai to their parents.

After a good night, the next day, the excited Lin Baoqing woke up early. This was also the first time she woke up. Song Yi had not yet gotten up. But Song Yi was already awake. Seeing that Lin Baoqing was about to turn over, she asked her in surprise, "Hey, you won't sleep much today, it may be more difficult today!"

Lin Baoqing rubbed his eyes and replied, "I'm not asleep anymore, I'm excited!"

Song Yi smiled and said, "Then let you raise your sign then!"

Lin Baoqing laughed and said, "I like to do this job!"

In fact, Wang Luo gave the two to bid for the auction separately. But if Lin Baoqing wanted to raise the sign, Song Yi would naturally not join in the fun unless the two jointly raised the price. But that should be when the few items they gave were auctioned. At other times, the two were one and there would be no major changes.

When Lin Baoqing got up, Song Yi teased her and said that she had left all the time. Unexpectedly, Lin Baoqing was deceived by him more often. He believed in her own judgment and ignored him at all. He still dressed openly. This way, it had a unique flavor.

This also made Song Yi very angry and threw her at him with a smile. After being intimate with her for a while, he let her go.

But at this time, Lin Baoqing was panting by Song Yi, the pervert, and had no strength all over. He had no choice but to lie down and sleep for a while.

After this trouble, when the sun shone into the room, Lin Baoqing got up and complained to him, "It's all you bad guy. I originally wanted to get up early, but I'll become lazy in the future."

Song Yi smiled and said, "Deficiency of sleep is the biggest enemy of women. I am all for your own good fortune in Baoqing!"

"You make sense in the whole world!" Lin Baoqing stood up with a smile and washed autumn.

Seeing that there is still time. Lin Baoqing dressed up seriously again.

Song Yi didn't let her put on makeup, she had to apply makeup like those older women.

Lin Baoqing didn't have much habit of putting on makeup, but what kind of clothes to wear and how to match them still hurt her mind. In the end, Song Yi helped her out and helped her choose a more mature black dress to change into it.

Song Yi himself was wearing a dark blue suit, and he was called "Lin Baoqing and looked like he was."

The two of them were trying to make a fuss in front of the mirror and complimented each other. Their words were so irritating that they couldn't bear to listen. Then they went out and went downstairs to the grand banquet hall of the International Hotel and the venue for the auction.

There were many people participating in this auction. Wang Mingyang and Wang Luo were entertaining guests at the door of the big banquet hall. After seeing the two arrived hand in hand, they breathed a sigh of relief. Song Yi was not at all enlightened and joked with Wang Mingyang, "I won't sit with Brother Wang today. Are you going to come here after Pozi?"

Wang Mingyang replied with a smile, "She has entered the venue, you can go in quickly! I won't be a light bulb, just find a seat by myself!"

Song Yi nodded and took Lin Baoqing in. He did not choose to sit in the front, but sat in the last row with Lin Baoqing. In this way, he could go out for some breath in his spare time. If he really sat in it all the time, it would be suffocating. This is also the consensus between Lin Baoqing and him.

The brand Lin Baoqing took was No. 190, and the brand Song Yi took No. 121. It doesn’t matter. Lin Baoqing and Song Yi paid more attention to the bidders on the field.

There are bidders at this auction all over the world. This can be heard from the accent of their speech, but because the auction was held in Beijing, Beijingers generally account for the majority.

The entire auction venue was bustling, just like a vegetable market. Lin Baoqing had always liked the bustling, so he also pulled Song Yi to say something.

It was not until Wang Luo and a middle-aged male auctioneer came on stage that the voice below gradually calmed down.

Song Yi didn't listen to those polite words carefully, and just chatted with Lin Baoqing in a low voice.

At about ten o'clock, the auction officially began.

The entire auction was auctioned in the order of catalog numbers. The first ones were the flower and bird pictures, vertical scrolls, and colored papers of Zhang Daqian and Yu Fei, which were collaborated with. They were colored calligraphy and paintings painted on rice paper.

Song Yi carefully read this painting, and there was no problem. Whether it was a bell mark or a book, it was consistent with the information.

The bell seal is the last important step before the completion of calligraphy and painting. Specifically, it is stamping the seal. The bell seal is also of particular importance and must conform to the layout and layout of the whole painting. Otherwise, the finishing touch will not be achieved, and it will become a superfluous thing.

The book of this painting is also very clear. This is an old work twenty years ago. At that time, he was working on Chen Laopeng, combining Dunhuang murals and Song Silk. He was unable to seek bone techniques from Qingtong himself. Comrade Yan Di asked this painting to polish it. It was not 70 years old. It was written by Qingtong. 2 Tongshi is a rich wood, where the phoenix lives, and loves to cut the zither and zither, and the eight-tone sound is harmonious, and he returns to eternal words and bloated mouths. The great thousand lay Buddhists repaired the literary birds and painted Guo Pu Wutong to praise it.

Song Yi is becoming more and more satisfied with his current memory. He can still remember what he saw two days ago, which is very beneficial for identifying antiques and cultural relics. An appraisal master must first have rich experience and knowledge and memorize a lot of classics.

The style of the whole painting and the fonts of the book are all the styles of Zhang Daqian and Yu Fei. Song Yi glanced at him and then identified it.

Song Yi estimated that such a picture should be liked by many people, and Wang Luo put it first, which is also a good choice.

Soon, the auctioneer on the stage shouted, "Zhang Daqian Yufei? Flower and Bird vertical scroll. The starting price is 58,000."

Someone immediately raised the sign off the stage, and the price also soared.

"Sixty thousand!"

"Sixty-five thousand!"

"Seventy thousand!"

The price has increased all the way, and it seems that everyone wants to make a good start, while Lin Baoqing quietly talks to Song Yi and watches the development of the situation.

Although the price increase is not large at a high rate. The maximum is only 5,000. However, the price rose very quickly, and it exceeded 100,000 in a short while.

The auctioneer shouted hard on the stage, "One forty-three thousand every time, are there any bids?"

"143,000 twice"

The competition was fierce before, but after reaching 100,000, the bidders gradually stopped. Song Yi gave Lin Baoqing a wink. When the auctioneer was about to shout out for the third time, Lin Baoqing immediately raised the sign and shouted, "148,000!"

"Okay. Now the lady of No. 190 is bidding for 148,000. Is there any low-ranking position to bid? By the way, this gentleman of No. 65 has bid 150,000!"

Lin Baoqing immediately raised the sign again, but she didn't add much. She and Song Yi carefully discussed it. According to the current experts, 100,000 is about the same, but at the auction, there were more factors that determine the price, but she still increased the price, which was considered to give Wang Luo face, "153,000!"

Soon, the middle-aged thirsty man with a number of 600,000 raised his sign. "Fifteen thousand five thousand!"

"Fifty-eight thousand!" Lin Baoqing raised the sign and decided to win the game. She was also very patient. She was not afraid of fighting with others anyway, but spending more money was not her style.

As a result, the middle-aged man immediately withered and did not raise his sign.

This made Lin Baoqing pant, and the auctioneer on the stage chattered for a while, but he could no longer incite others' emotions. I guess everyone kept their energy behind.

Finally, the dust settled, and the auctioneer raised his hammer and fell, "Fifty-eight thousand, the third time, the deal is completed! Congratulations to Miss No. 190, this painting belongs to you!"

In addition to accepting the attention of others, Lin Baoqing even turned around at the front row, no matter what, it was a start at the opening.

Lin Baoqing lowered his head and chuckled to Song Yi, "It looks very interesting. No wonder so many people are keen on spending a lot of money at auctions. This feels really good!"

"So, spending money is also a science! But this is just the beginning, and the good show is still behind!" Song Yi replied with a smile.

"Then let's wait and see!" Lin Baoqing is born optimistic. She will not miss the good show when she sees it, and she is willing to join in and add fuel to the fire.

Song Yi and Lin Baoqing were both happy, but Wang Luo was not as good as theirs.

Because she hadn't recalled the good start yet, reality immediately gave her a blow.

After the first auction item is completed, the auctioneer on the stage will then conduct the next auction. Even if one auction item is auctioned for one minute, nearly 400 works will take six or seven hours to complete. Of course, you have to hurry up.

Originally, it was definitely not enough to book a morning, but no one has paid attention to these things now. The people in the auction company thought that the highest price was to be auctioned, and they were auctioned at high prices; buyers hoped that there would not be too many people competing. Just get the things you like at a reasonable price.

The reason why Wang Luo was very hurt was that the second item was in a mess. The auctioneer shouted loudly on the stage, "The second item, Qi Baishi's multi-subject picture, starts at 10,000 yuan."

But no one responded. People seemed to have forgotten that there was an auction, which was very different from the scene that everyone was enthusiastically following the first painting.

Those who didn't know about it thought they hadn't come back to their senses from the auction just now, but no one was fool. Someone could not help but mutter, "What kind of picture is just a crab?"

"Although it is a good authentic work by Qi Baishi, this painting is too concise." The man said, which made him feel sad and crying when he saw him.

Wang He was even more depressed when he heard this. It was just the beginning! At the same time, she also made up her mind to rectify the company. How could such a work be put second?

At this time, she also hopes that someone can save her from the fire and fire of the year.

Seeing that no one raised the sign of the item, the item was about to be unsold. At this time, someone finally stood up to save Wang Luo.

The person holding the sign was Wang Mingyang, and no one was interested in this painting except him.

The auctioneer counted a few times, but no one bid with Wang Mingyang, so he finished his sentence.

Although it was Wang Mingyang who raised the sign, whether it was Wang Luo or Wang Mingyang himself, they all knew that they were the favor of Song Yi, and they just failed to shoot before the opening.

Lin Baoqing also whispered in Song Yi's ear, "It seems that the people in this auction company are not very good! It's also a blessing that you are the sucker. Otherwise, their face would be reduced."

Song Yi smiled but said nothing. Who said that those who participated in the auction were all fools? Everyone’s hearts were very bright! And at this time, those who came to participate in the auction were all elites from all walks of life. At the moment, the current 95th century is far from the level of collecting the whole people.

However, what they never expected was that in the next ten years, as long as they were painted by famous artists, there were basically no works by Qi Baishi, who had only one crab.

Because at that time, there were few porridges and many monks. Most of the good paintings were collected by the people in front of them, and there were very few genuine products on the market, so the price naturally increased.

"If I ask me to say that this master is a master, and you can sell it for money if you draw any painting. Will you be like this when you become famous? Lin Baoqing is still muttering gently in Song Yi's ear.

Song Yi smiled and replied, "I hope so! In that case, if I draw more than ten or twenty paintings of him every day, our children will not have to worry about it."

"Just be so beautiful!" Lin Baoqing said angrily with joy.

Soon, the situation on the field changed a new way, and the auctioneer called out the name of the third painting. It was also Qi Baishi's work, this is a vertical wisteria picture.

Needless to say, whether it is intention or skill, or painting style, or most of them are not comparable to the multi-subject picture he drew on the Internet. The starting price is 20,000 yuan, which also makes many people flock to it.

"Twenty-five thousand!"

"Thirty thousand!"
To be continued...