Chapter 1883: Prime Minister Gao's painting has high artistic value!

In an instant.

The vast Huating Garden was brightly lit, but it fell into a deathly silence.

Wang Baiwan widened his eyes.

Cui Xinghe widened his eyes.

Wang Zhong, Song Li, and others were also stunned in unison.

Hu Delu, who regarded paintings as his life, almost had his eyes go black, his fingers trembling, and he almost fell over.

This damn thing is the Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix Painting?

This is clearly a picture of chicks pecking at rice!

"Prime Minister Gao, this painting of yours..."

Hu Delu couldn't help it, stretched out his finger, his lips trembling.

Gao Changwen heard this voice and shook his head secretly.

Gao Yang dared to sell it, but he didn't even dare to look at it.

This chick pecking at rice picture, where is there any Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix? It's good now, it's been pointed out in public!

Gao Yang smiled faintly and looked at Hu Delu, "This distinguished guest, what's wrong with my phoenix? Is it not painted well?"

Although Gao Yang was smiling, the chill around his body made Hu Delu shiver.

Hu Delu stretched out a thumb and pointed at the chicken in the painting without hesitation, "It's like it!"

"Prime Minister Gao's painting has high artistic value!"

"This old man has regarded paintings as his life all his life. I don't know how much Prime Minister Gao is asking for. I want this painting!"

Huh?

Almost the moment this voice sounded.

Gao Changwen looked up unbelievably, completely numb.

The artistic component of this painting is high???

Gao Changwen: "???"

He looked at the chick pecking at rice picture again, and then looked at Hu Delu who was speaking.

Gao Yang smiled and continued, "How high is the artistic component of this painting?"

Hu Delu replied, "Probably higher than the Canglan Mountain that Prime Minister Gao led our Da Qian iron cavalry to cross with difficulty!"

"Good eye!"

"This Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix Painting looks ordinary, but it actually contains great wisdom, just waiting for a soulmate to find it!"

"Starting price, one thousand taels!"

"Everyone, you can start bidding!"

Gao Changwen was numb.

This chick pecking at rice picture contains great wisdom, and the starting price is one thousand taels?

Can this thing be the same price as the colored glaze cup?

Can anyone want this?

But the next second.

A burst of noisy bidding sounded.

"The artistic component of this painting is very high. It looks ordinary and plain, but it is actually extremely artistic. I'll bid five thousand taels!"

"You want to pick up a bargain for five thousand taels? Are you dreaming? I'll bid ten thousand taels!"

"Twelve thousand taels, I want it!"

"The phoenix rests on the top of Kunlun, five claws break through the void. Prime Minister Gao's painting secretly matches the way of the five elements, lifelike. I'll bid twenty thousand taels!"

"This phoenix looks like a chicken, but it actually secretly matches the appearance of the phoenix nirvana. The rice grains underneath are like the Xiongnu barbarians, implying that our Da Qian will burn all the Xiongnu barbarians!"

"I'll bid thirty thousand taels!"

"Hiss!"

Cui Xinghe gasped, his scalp tingling.

"What a good 'pointing at a chicken as a phoenix'. I regret not bidding for that colored glaze cup!"

Cui Jian said, "My son, what should we do now?"

Cui Xinghe gritted his teeth, "Bid!"

He finally understood. Today is a slaughterhouse!

Gao Yang is the executioner, power is the knife, and they are the pigs under Gao Yang's knife!

Three masks screened out the troublemaking scholars and those who had no grudges with Gao Yang.

Those who came here today are either Da Qian merchants who want to curry favor with Gao Yang, lower-ranking officials who want to find Gao Yang to handle things, or those of them who have grudges and fear Gao Yang's revenge!

Wang Zhong was also numb.

Song Li, Song Qingqing, and others were also suddenly stunned.

"I'm not afraid of him collecting money, I'm afraid of him not collecting money!"

"Bid!"

Song Li gritted his teeth and gave an order, and Song Qingqing immediately stood up and said.

"I'll bid thirty-five thousand taels!"

The Pei family father and son couldn't sit still either.

Pei Ji's face was ugly, "Father, it's thirty-five thousand taels. Buying this thing at such a sky-high price will make people laugh their teeth off!"

Pei Cheng reprimanded, "Fool! Buy!"

"Prime Minister Gao says it's a phoenix, then it's a phoenix, even if it's one hundred thousand taels!"

Gao Changwen was numb.

His worldview, his outlook on life, collapsed at this moment!

What?

How much money?

In such a short while, someone bid thirty-five thousand taels?

This piece of trash, where is it worth it?

Could it be that I really don't understand art and have misjudged it?

At this time.

Pei Ji stood up, because he had a mask, he wasn't afraid of embarrassment.

"The phoenix has five toes, secretly matching our Da Qian's 'Theory of the Five Virtues'. These five toes represent the Earth Virtue inheriting Heaven, and the scorched tail represents burning the Xiongnu!"

"I'll bid fifty thousand taels!"

Fifty thousand taels came out, and the whole audience was shocked.

"Fifty thousand taels?"

"This painting is the same price as the colored glaze?"

Gao Changwen's hands were shaking, his heart was trembling.

He had a face full of disbelief.

Hu Delu's face was ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "The essence of art lies between likeness and unlikeness. Prime Minister Gao's painting is very much in line with the great Dao of 'likeness and unlikeness' of the sage Zhuangzi!"

"Look at this phoenix, it's clearly eating rice. The phoenix holding grain implies that the world will have a bumper harvest!"

"I'll bid one hundred thousand taels!"

Slap!

One hundred thousand taels?

Gao Changwen's eyes went black, his legs went soft, and he knelt down directly.

This damn thing, how many storybooks would I have to sell?

Just this one piece of trash painting, Gao Yang didn't even take a cup of tea to paint it, and it could sell for one hundred thousand taels?

Is the world crazy?

Hu Delu's lips were white, and he threw out a sky-high price.

Without it, money is easy to get, but he really ran out of words to make up.

That set of words just now had already burned him out! ===== CHAPTER 1885 =====