Chapter 11 - Lin Yi's Debut [2]
Ye Feng, on the other hand, went to an antique street not far from Bai's villa.
"Brother Ye Feng, what are we doing here?"
Gu Yunxiang asked curiously, she was wearing a classic white dress with a star heart on her finger.
The elegant and noble temperament seems a bit incompatible with the philistine atmosphere of the antique street.
Antique Street is a place where fish and dragons are mixed in Jinling, where all kinds of religions and schools are mixed.
"Treasure hunting."
Ye Feng smiled slightly.
"Pick, pick up treasure?"
Gu Yunxiang looked at him in disbelief, not to mention the fooling things in the Antique Street, whether he could find a treasure.
Even if you can, your Ye family doesn't lack this money, right?
"Don't worry, I'm sure."
If it was a normal situation, it would be impossible for Ye Feng to run here, because it was unrealistic.
But today is different, because the hero of this book, Lin Yi, will appear here.
Moreover, he is the son of luck, and he bumped into the big baby when he came up.
"Boss, do you have to sell this painting for three hundred yuan? Isn't it worth two hundred and fifty?"
"Bah, you're only two hundred and five, little brother, why are you swearing at me if you don't buy it?
Not far away, a couple of young and old are bargaining.
The old man set up a stall selling all kinds of messy antiques.
Young man, above average in appearance, not as handsome as Ye Feng, but he has an indescribable affinity.
This person is Lin Yi, the protagonist of this book.
What he saw was a calligraphy and painting.
"Boss, I'm just a poor student. I just came out for an internship. My salary hasn't been paid yet. I can hardly pay the rent. Why don't you sell this painting to me for two hundred and sixty dollars."
Lin Yi begged bitterly.
The stall owner thought about it for a while, and said in a strange way: "It's okay, forty yuan less, I'll go to the next door for a massage."
Under normal circumstances, the boss earns a lot of money, which is also the rule of Antique Street.
Just because Lin Yi can't afford three hundred, doesn't mean others can't afford it.
Jinling is the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, and some people want to make money by buying antiques.
And this is also Lin Yi's god-level charm as a leading actor.
"Student Lin Yi, what a coincidence."
Ye Feng walked up and greeted with a smile.
"You are Ye Feng, Young Master Ye?"
Lin Yi was a little stunned as he watched Ye Feng approach slowly.
He knew very well who this Ye Feng was, and he never gave up on Bai Susu.
The last time I saw a movie with Bai Susu was missed, it was because of Ye Feng.
It is said that Uncle Bai's early birthday celebration this time is also because of Ye Feng.
Lin Yi really couldn't have a good impression of Ye Feng, but out of politeness, he smiled and replied, "Coincident."
"It's a coincidence, I'm also planning to buy calligraphy and paintings here."
Ye Feng's smile gradually became stronger, and Lin Yi's luck in the Antique Street was the calligraphy and painting in front of him.
This calligraphy and painting is a bit outdated, and most people will never take it seriously.
But Ye Feng, who is familiar with the original works and is proficient in calligraphy and painting, naturally knows that this is the posthumous work "Autumn Geese and Falling Clouds" by the great painter Ni Zan in the late Yuan and early Ming Dynasties.
Ye Feng asked: "Boss, how do you sell your calligraphy and painting?"
"Three hundred yuan, but this painting, I have already..."
Before the boss finished speaking, Ye Feng waved his hand lightly, "I'll offer five hundred."
"Little brother, the fortune teller said today that I will meet a noble person, and it must be you."
"Five hundred yuan, deal!"
The boss was stunned for a moment, and immediately became energetic. He rolled up the calligraphy and painting, and handed them from Lin Yi to Ye Feng.