Chapter 16: high price
Chapter 16 Auctioned at a high price
"Who said that, this painting is very rare for me, and I must take it."
Compared with just now, Liang Yi is still happy, at least there is no need to worry that this painting will not be sold.
After three rounds of bidding, the person who bought it was beyond Liang Yi's expectations.
Zhou Zhongming bought it for two hundred taels of silver. For a fledgling Jiuhe painter, it is already extremely good to have such a result in the first painting, Liang Yi is very satisfied.
After taking 180 taels of silver after the auction house took 20% of the profits, and promising to come back to this auction house next time there is a painting, Liang Yi left the auction house.
But within a few steps, he was stopped by the man in black and "please" into the restaurant.
Looking at the familiar back, Liang Yi scolded Zhou Zhongming for being despicable in his heart, and quickly thought about countermeasures in his mind.
Just in case, don't open your mouth to speak, this dog man is very smart, if it is exposed, it will be troublesome.
How could Liang Yi, a peasant woman, be able to draw? Isn't this showing off yourself?
Most of his face was hidden in the thick veil, Liang Yi stabilized himself and sat opposite Zhou Zhongming.
"Master Jiuhe has a novel style of painting, Zhou wants to ask for a painting."
Zhou Zhongming cut to the chase and directly explained his intentions.
Liang Yi heaved a sigh of relief, nodded, and agreed.
"Master, why didn't you speak?" Zhou Zhongming suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable familiarity, and the person in front of him actually looked a little like Liang Yi.
Could it be?
Liang Yi gave full play to his acting potential, and finally convinced Zhou Zhongming that Master Jiuhe was dumb, and the painting he ordered was a picture of a grand scene in the south of the Yangtze River, and the painting was scheduled to be handed in three months later.
Liang Yi was only impressed by his last sentence: "After three months, Mr. Zhou will take the painting to Kyoto. If it goes well, Master Jiuhe will be famous all over the world."
In three months? Zhou Zhongming will leave here in three months, so... can An An and Yuanyuan stay? How would he handle himself?
Full of doubts, Liang Yi returned to the courtyard, but he didn't see the expected Zhou Anan squatting on the ground playing with mud, and Yuanyuan sitting on the small board watching his brother play.
In the courtyard, only Zhou Zhongming, who arrived home early, was cleaning and trying the rusty knife.
"Where are the two children?" Liang Yi felt uneasy.
Zhou Zhongming replied lightly: "Aniang misses her grandson, so she will send her there to stay for a few days."
It fell into Liang Yi's ears, but it was like a shocking thunder. Recalling that the original owner had snatched back two crying bags from the old Wang's hands many times, Liang Yi immediately ran out and came back in two steps. , directly took away the iron knife with a cold blade in Zhou Zhongming's hand.
"It's extremely stupid, do you know that your mother is going to send the child to those sonless relatives of her husband's family?"
Before Zhou Zhongming could react, Liang Yi had already rushed towards the next village with a knife in his hand.
When the villagers saw her holding a knife and furious, they thought something had happened. After a while, Zhou Zhongming took off the gauze blindfold and rushed out.
When Liang Yi arrived at Lao Wang's current husband's house, a banquet was being held in the courtyard. She looked around but did not see the two children.
"Who is this person? Why do you carry a knife on the big day?"
With a sullen face, Liang Yi pushed aside the crowd, walked straight to the old Mrs. Wang, and cut straight to the point: "Where are the two children?"
Old Wang flinched for a moment, then said confidently: "That's my grandson, I'll take it over for a few days, why don't you, stepmother, agree?"
"I asked where did your child go?" Liang Yi refused to give up, staring at Old Wang angrily.
(end of this chapter)