Jian Bao: I Can Communicate With Everything

Chapter 81: Sensational Appreciation Program

"Dong Xin, this cat basin is a treasure, you must put it away properly."

Lin Chen solemnly ordered.

"Baby? Is it valuable?"

Dong Xin asked ignorantly.

"It's very valuable. If you sell it, you can let your brother go to school in a big city, or you can build a big house for your family."

Listening to Lin Chen's words, Dong Xin gradually opened her mouth, eyes full of tears.

"Big brother, are you true?"

"I really want my brother to go to school, so I can only be successful when I can read."

"Is this cat basin good for you? I only ask my brother to study, not to live in a big house."

"Big brother, I beg you."

With that, she was about to kneel on the ground and kowtow to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen quickly pulled her up, "I can take this thing."

"Don't worry, not only your brother can go to school, you can also go to school."

He touched the little girl's head and his face was gentle and authentic.

"The anchor said well!"

"This is Dong Xin's little girl, it hurts so much."

"Damn, a treasure appraisal program, so sensational, the makeup that my old lady just put on is spent."

"Make-up for the big evening? Isn't it about doing hair?"

"It's over, there is another picker in the world."

The netizens are also not good at skin, and they were moved away from the original atmosphere.

Lin Chen comforted a few words softly, then turned off the live broadcast and came to the house with the light of the mobile phone.

After making the bed for the siblings, I watched them fall into a deep sleep.

Then, he randomly found a place for a nest, and it will be all night.

Early the next morning.

Lin Chen woke up with bursts of high-pitched calls.

On the dinner table, a bowl of hot rice porridge.

The little girl brought a basin of water over, "Big brother, I'm going to eat after washing my face, and I will take you to Grandma Wang's later."

"good."

Lin Chen nodded, seeing that the phone still has 40% battery power, which should be enough.

Open the live broadcast room, the popularity is not very much.

It's also because of the early time that I want to come.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, my stomach became warm and I followed Dong Xin all the way to a courtyard.

This yard also looks pretty shabby, but relatively speaking, it is clean and tidy, with a few rectangular simple wooden frames.

An old grandmother with a kind face, holding a rigid piece in her hand.

Next to it, there is a print of the boyhood, which is a pattern of the God of Wealth.

"Grandma Wang, I'm here to draw with you the school year print."

Dong Xin ran over happily and introduced it to Grandma Wang with a smile, "This is the elder brother I met yesterday. He is fine. He said he wants to support my younger brother to study, so I can study too!"

Grandma Wang raised her head and glanced at Lin Chen, "What are you doing?"

The tone was a little alert, and when he spoke, he calmly guarded Dong Xin behind him.

Lin Chen smiled slightly and pointed to the phone screen, "Aunt Wang, I am the anchor of Jianbao. This is my official account."

He took two steps forward and explained it for ten minutes before Grandma Wang understood.

"Sorry, boy, in our village, generally no new people come here."

"fine."

Lin Chen waved his hand indifferently, looked at the New Year print in her hand, and couldn't help being slightly surprised.

The color of this New Year painting of the God of Wealth is very colorful and vivid.

He also didn't expect that Grandma Wang would still have this kind of hand after looking at the seven-year-old eighty.

"This new year print is called God of Wealth."

"It's a seven-edition work."

Seeing that Lin Chen was very interested, Grandma Wang laughed and talked about it.

Lin Chen listened quietly, also a little surprised.

This pair of Fortuna works requires seven templates to be overprinted repeatedly in seven colors.

"The second master crosses five passes and cuts six generals, Yi Bo Yun Tian, ​​is a well-known God of Wealth, and is also called the God of Righteous Wealth!"

"This is the most precious art treasure!"

"When I was young, New Year pictures were indispensable."

"The memory of an era..."

"I didn't expect that this village actually processed New Year's prints."

With the passage of time, netizens have also been online one after another, with emotion again and again.

It seems that they were all painted by an annual print, evoking memories of childhood.

Lin Chen was also amazed, "Aunt Wang, are you carving these wooden stereotypes?"

"Yes, now that I am older, my eyes are not good."

Grandma Wang waved her hand modestly, "It used to be able to carve out in one week, but now it takes half a month."

Upon hearing this, Lin Chen couldn't help but stand in awe, and gave a thumbs up, "You engraver, you are truly amazing."

Then he asked in detail.

After understanding, after the printing of the prints in these years, there will be distributors to pick up the goods every weekend.

Today is exactly Sunday, and people will wait for the meeting.

"Aunt Wang, how much is this annual print?"

Lin Chen picked up a print of the Year of the God of Wealth. There are many Xiwawas and Fu Lu Shou in other places.

"A few dollars is not enough."

Grandma Wang waved her hand, "These Xihua dolls and other simple New Year prints cost one dime, and the God of Wealth, because it is more troublesome to make, is fifty cents."

Upon hearing these words, the barrage in the live broadcast room directly exploded.

"What? A dime? This is too bad!"

"Suddenly I feel that the water inside is so deep, the kind that can drown people."

"I just did a search on a certain treasure in Almighty. Fu Lu Shou is one by one, and Wu Cai Shen is six."

"Heh...what the hell, the price difference is too bad!"

"The channel dealer is not a person!"

Lin Chen frowned as she watched.

For Fu Lu Shou, one dollar per piece, only one cent can be given here?

This is ten times the profit!

"Aunt Wang, how many prints are produced every week?"

"Well, I think about it..."

On Grandma Wang’s old face, the gully became more serious, “Every household, every household, it’s no problem to make 3,000 copies of Fu Lu and Shou in a week...”

"Wu Caishen's words are relatively wasteful and can only do more than a thousand."

A look of anger flashed in Lin Chen's eyes.

Three thousand Fu Lu Shou can only be given three hundred yuan each, and the channel dealers can make three thousand profits if they sell them online!

This is simply huge profits!

And Wu Caishen, the purchase price of one thousand tickets is five hundred, and it will be sold for six thousand yuan after changing hands!

"unacceptable!"

"These are all the hard work of the old grandmother, and they have been so ruined!"

"The villagers here are already suffering, and they are still squeezed so hard. Are the distributors still human?"

"Anchor, please help them!"

Lin Chen looked at the barrage and nodded, "Don't worry, since I have encountered this, I won't stand by."

Then she looked at Grandma Wang, "Is there only one distributor here to buy? Don't you know the value of prints this year?"

"How can we know."

Grandma Wang gave a wry smile.

"The people who stay here are old people and children who don't know a single word, let alone surf the Internet."

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