Almighty Wizard

Chapter 394 The prescription is obtained!

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"What? You like it?"

Qin Fang felt that he had suppressed his emotions very well, but Qiao Zhenfei, who was sitting next to him, still felt that there was a clear difference between Qin Fang at this time and Qin Fang before, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Well, this copybook looks great!"

After hearing this, Qin Fang was slightly stunned, and then nodded in agreement.

Although he had practiced calligraphy for some time, in fact, he could barely read the large characters he wrote with a brush, which was unfairly far from the standard.

As for appreciation, let alone appreciation. If I asked him to tell me what was good about the calligraphy on this copybook, he really couldn't tell.

"Oh, I just remembered that Mr. Tang is very fond of calligraphy. Do you plan to follow his suit?... I'll go and help you take a look..."

Fortunately, Qiao Zhenfei didn't think too much. Seeing that Qin Fang seemed to like this copybook, and perhaps thinking that Qin Fang wanted to give this copybook to Mr. Tang as a gift, he simply stood up and went over to appreciate it.

A copybook.

Not long after, Qiao Zhenfei came back shaking his head.

"How about it?"

Although Qin Fang had decided to get this copybook, no, this prescription, at all costs, he still couldn't help but ask this question.

Only he knew about the prescription, which was hidden in this copybook. Ordinary people just regarded it as a calligraphy work, but Qin Fang regarded it as an absolute treasure.

In the hands of collectors, the Chenghua Colorful Chicken Cup that Qiao Zhenfei had set his sights on was definitely a first-class product and an absolute treasure. But in Qin Fang's opinion, that thing is not even worth a thousand percent of the prescription in front of him.

Not even one of them.

A prescription needs to be covered up with such a copybook, and its value is definitely not that simple.

It's called Heart-Building Pill. Compared with prescriptions that are supposed to be related to the heart, the specific details will only be displayed after Qin Fang gets the prescription, learns it, and adds it to the prescription under the Pharmacy skill.

real purpose.

"The copybook should be from the Song Dynasty, but it is not made by a famous artist, nor does it have any style, so it is not of high value..."

Qiao Zhenfei's ultimate love was porcelain, and he put a lot of effort into it, followed by calligraphy and painting. Although he was not very proficient in it, his eyesight was still quite good.

Anyone who collects antiques knows that the value of a collection, especially a collection of paintings and calligraphy, is not only based on its own level, but also the author's identity, origin, the recognition of various famous artists, and even the completeness of the collection, etc., are all factors considered.

condition of collection value.

The copybook in front of me should be considered quite good in terms of the quality of the calligraphy written on it. Although it is not up to the level of calligraphy masters like Mi Fu and Huang Tingjian, its skill is quite profound and it is indeed a masterpiece.

It was made and is in quite complete condition, so it still has a certain value.

But apart from the words on it, there is nothing else on it, including the year, the author's seal, the seal of appreciation, etc., all of which reduce its collection value.

Of course, if you can consider its true origin, some historical allusions and the like, you can still get some bonus points, but it requires quite tedious work to do.

"Haha, I'm not a collector, I don't value those things very much..."

Regarding Qiao Zhenfei's evaluation, Qin Fang just listened and said indifferently that even if Qiao Zhenfei made this copybook useless, Qin Fang would definitely buy it for this prescription.

"That's true. Mr. Tang has never seen any good calligraphy works. Getting some famous works is just the icing on the cake. The value of such good works as birthday gifts is more attractive than those..."

Qiao Zhenfei still had his own understanding of Qin Fang's words, and Qin Fang couldn't explain anything, so he smiled calmly.

"Don't worry, even if you like me brother, I will definitely support you with all my strength!"

Although Qiao Zhenfei failed to bid for the Chenghua Chicken Cup just now, Qin Fang still supported him at the critical moment. Although the 500,000 cash was lent to Qin Fang by Qiao Zhenfei, Qin Fang had already stated at that time

The bank transfer was made to Qiao Zhenfei first, but Qiao Zhenfei didn't care about the 500,000 yuan and just said it would be given to Qin Fang.

At the critical moment, Qin Fang was not ambiguous at all and directly returned the five hundred thousand to Qiao Zhenfei. This still made Qiao Zhenfei feel a little touched.

He is like this, he has his own principles for dealing with people. He may not care that the five hundred thousand cash in Qin Fang's hand was given by himself, but he does care that Qin Fang did not hesitate to use it to help him at that time.

Qin Fang didn't realize it, but Qiao Zhenfei felt that he owed Qin Fang a favor.

Five hundred thousand in cash is a huge amount of money for most people, but for top lords like Qiao Zhenfei and billionaires like Qin Fang, it's really not that big of a sum.

"Thank you, Brother Fei..."

Qin Fang immediately expressed his gratitude to Qiao Zhenfei, and silently prayed in his heart that no one would ask for a particularly high price. Then he would definitely regret that he had brought too little cash.

But even so, Qin Fang also thought about bringing more cash with him in the future. Anyway, the number of slots in his prop box has doubled, so leaving a space to store cash should not be a big problem.

"Okay, everyone has finished the tasting, then the auction has officially begun, with a low price of 30,000! Bang..."

As the hammer in the host's hand slowly fell, the auction of this copybook officially began.

Qin Fang was almost the first one to raise his hand and make a bid, but before he could move, Qiao Zhenfei stopped him.

"Don't worry, let's explore the situation first..."

This is because Qin Fang himself has little experience in auctions. Seeing such good things, he wished he could buy the things directly by just bidding. If this auction was like the auction house in the online game, setting a fixed price

, Qin Fang will definitely kill it at the same price without hesitation, even if it costs ten times or a hundred times the base price, it doesn't matter.

Money can be made, but such prescriptions are quite rare. Perhaps there is only one of them left in the world. If he can't get it, Qin Fang will definitely regret it for a long time.

Qin Fang's rise from the grassroots only lasted a few months. He had participated in the auction once, and that was the one at the Salon of Masters a few months ago, but he was an audience member at that time, and he really took action.

It's Tang Cheng and Ning Weiqiang, and of course Chen Jiangnan can also be counted.

Therefore, he is basically a layman when it comes to this kind of bidding auction.

Even though there are a lot of people sitting here, they all seem to be buyers with cash in their pockets. However, there is no guarantee that there will be no shills arranged by the sellers here. When they see you looking like they are determined to win, they will immediately raise the price.

Anyway, they don't have to pay any handling fees to buy it back. At most, they can arrange it next time when they have the opportunity to take it out and take a photo again.

This kind of trick is quite common. Even if the buyer knows that there may be a shill, as long as the price is not particularly outrageous, they will still accept it.

"Isn't there anyone asking for a price? Although this copybook has no signature, it is definitely a good thing. If the school can find out its origin, it will definitely be worth a hundred times. The base price of 30,000 yuan is really not very high...

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It can be said that this is the first auction in the black market that no one has responded to. Perhaps the reserve price is set too high. Of course, this is also related to the fact that the buyer is not optimistic about its collection value.

Most of these buyers are engaged in personal collections, and it is enough for archaeologists to do professional things such as the provenance of antiques. Most of these buyers are not short of money, but they do not have the inclination to do such a thing.

"Hey, don't waste time, hurry up! I'll pay 30,000 for this..."

There was a brief silence at this time, but Qiao Zhenfei suddenly yelled in annoyance and directly offered a reserve price.

Listening to his words and the expression on his face, many people thought that he wanted to speed up the auction. After all, at this time, the Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup set off a climax in the auction, and

Such treasures cannot be used as good things in the finale, so it can be seen that there are definitely important treasures later.

If all auction items are delayed like this, then they will be more impatient to wait. One or two rich second generations who are not short of money will come out to speed up the situation. This is also what often happens, and now Qiao Zhenfei is undoubtedly playing such a role.

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Seeing Qiao Zhenfei's bid, Qin Fang was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but smile a little, and secretly gave Qiao Zhenfei a thumbs up.

This move is really a high one!

They bid the price quietly without anyone noticing.

In addition, Qiao Zhenfei failed to bid for the Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup just now. Many people think that he is angry in his heart and is probably going to be cruel to the treasures behind him. It is understandable to speed up the process.

of.

"This gentleman is asking for thirty thousand! Thirty thousand, thirty thousand, is there anything higher?"

Hearing Qiao Zhenfei's price call, the host secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although the price was a bit lower, it was still more substantial than if this thing rotted in his hands.

"The first time in thirty thousand..."

"Thirty thousand for the second time..."

"Thirty thousandth..."

Except for Qiao Zhenfei's quotation, no one else participated in bidding. The host seemed to want to satisfy Qiao Zhenfei's intention to speed up the auction process. He quoted again and again, and soon it was the third time.

"I'll pay fifty thousand!"

But before Qin Fang could calm down, someone suddenly called out such a higher price, which immediately made Qin Fang's face shudder.

Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared at the last moment, which would have made anyone else feel very unhappy.

Xun Xun walked over and saw that the bidder was the fat coal boss who had snatched Qiao Zhenfei's Chenghua Doucai chicken cup before. He was looking at Qiao Zhenfei provocatively, as if he wanted to compete with Qiao Zhenfei again.

As if superior or inferior.

Qiao Zhenfei's expression also changed. He didn't expect that the fat coal boss would actually interfere secretly at this time, and his anger suddenly rose in his heart.

Originally, he was still thinking about how to get the Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup in his hand, but this fat boy was so reckless that he took the initiative to knock it into Qiao Zhenfei's hand.

"Okay, okay...have courage!"

Qiao Zhenfei stared at the fat man opposite him, and uttered these words coldly, which showed how angry he was at this time.

A top-notch young man like him belongs to the top circles in the capital. He has no shortage of money, women, and power. All he wants is face. Anyone who dares to slap him in the face will be hanged and skinned by him.

Light sky lanterns.

Qin Fang had no choice but to hold Qiao Zhenfei's arm and exert a slight force. The power of +25 was so powerful that Qiao Zhenfei immediately felt pain, and then he was pulled back from the angry state without letting Qiao Zhenfei.

Just go crazy here.

"I'll give you 100,000!"

Seeing that Qiao Zhenfei was a little calmer, Qin Fang spoke on his own,

Qin Fang was also a little surprised. Why did the fat coal boss get into a fight with Qiao Zhenfei? It seemed that he was targeting him, so he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Fei, do you know that fat guy?"

"No impression..."

Qiao Zhenfei shook his head, he was angry, but now he feels better, "You are so energetic, you hurt me to death..."

This result was also expected by Qin Fang. Normally, if you know Qiao Zhenfei, you must know his identity; but if you know his identity and dare to do the right thing so blatantly, it is like being kicked in the head by a donkey.

However, I'm afraid only the fat coal boss himself knows the real reason. Anyway, it has nothing to do with Qin Fang. He just needs to get the prescription, even if it means paying a higher price.

"One hundred and twenty thousand!"

When the fat man saw that Qiao Zhenfei was silent, Qin Fang, who was next to Qiao Zhenfei, began to exert his strength. His expression suddenly changed slightly, but then he still raised the price again.

"One hundred and fifty thousand! This is our highest price. If it exceeds this price, you take it..."

Seeing that the fat man was still bidding, Qin Fang's expression remained unchanged, and he immediately quoted a higher price and made his intention clear.

The reserve price of 30,000 yuan was sold to 150,000 yuan, which definitely made the seller smile. Of course, if there was a higher price, they would be even happier.

"150,000. This gentleman is offering 150,000. Is there any better price?"

The host couldn't help shouting and stared at the coal boss. Only he could offer a higher price now.

"I give up..."

It's just that the fat man didn't know what he was thinking. It seemed that when Qiao Zhenfei became silent, he felt it was boring and stopped arguing with Qin Fang.

"One hundred and fifty thousand! One hundred and fifty thousand! Congratulations to this gentleman for buying this Song Dynasty calligraphy for 150,000 yuan!"

As the host's auction hammer fell heavily, this copybook, it should be said that this prescription finally fell into Qin Fang's hands.