Live Broadcast: My Leisurely Life In Changbai Mountain

"Who wants to buy it? Xiao Chen, don't sell it to others, just sell it to me. I happen to be in this industry, and my demand for rice paper is greater than them, and if they buy rice paper, it must be Huo Huo, do they know how to preserve rice paper?"

As soon as Zhang Fengran heard Zhang Chuchu say that there were other buyers, he immediately became anxious and stood in front of the rice paper on the table, as if he were protecting him, preventing others from snatching his rice paper.

Seeing his reaction, Chen Nan and Zhang Chuchu couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

"Grandpa, if you want to buy it, you have to let Brother Nan know how much it will cost. You can't just ask for it, right?"

Zhang Chuchu thought that since Zhang Fengran liked it, he would buy it, and he would just have to pay more.

Money is not worth anything to them, as long as Chang Fengran is happy.

"Forty years have passed since the Red Star rice paper in the 1980s. It is not an exaggeration to say that this kind of rice paper is an antique. The golden flower paper at the auction some time ago was sold for 20,000 yuan a piece, but It has a size of 4,573 feet.

"Xiao Chen, I took a look at this rice paper. It seems to be one foot two in size. So, I'll buy it from you at the price of the golden flower paper."

"Sell me all the Red Star rice paper from the 1980s that you have. I want as much as I want."

Zhang Fengran said straightforwardly and generously, but he was sure in his heart that Chen Nan could not have many rice papers like this.

After all, paper can be placed and collected without other antique toys.

During the collection process, if the paper encounters water or fire, or even is not collected properly, the paper may be completely destroyed.

So he felt that maybe Chen Nan was just what he saw in front of him, and there wouldn't be much more.

There seemed to be less than ten on the table, which calculated to be about one million, not more, not more.

Chen Nan was stunned when he heard this, "Mr. Zhang, the price is too high. I'm not an antique. I don't need such a high price. I can make a lot of money at just 20,000 yuan per piece."

In Chen Nan's mind, he would be willing to sell a piece of paper for a thousand yuan. It's just paper anyway, so what kind of paper can't be used?

Although he has received master-level traditional Chinese painting skills as rewarded by the system, his mentality has not changed and his requirements for painting are still very low.

"That's not true. That's such a waste of resources. You don't know that there aren't many rice papers from the 1980s produced by Red Star. If you are willing to put them up for auction, the price will definitely be much higher than the price I offered you. Very few. Especially the size of your rice paper is also large, and it is also very well preserved."

Zhang Fengran's eyes looked at the red star rice paper with deep cherishment, he really liked it.

Chen Nan was stunned for a moment when Zhang Fengran said that. All she could think of was the small mountain of rice paper in the warehouse.

"Hey, Brother Nan, someone is looking for you in your live broadcast room."

Seeing that Chen Nan didn't know how to respond to Zhang Fengran, Zhang Chuchu quickly reminded Chen Nan to watch the live broadcast room.

He took Zhang Fengran aside and whispered (acbf) to persuade him to go.

From Chen Nan's hesitant expression just now, she felt that Zhang Fengran's request might have made him a little embarrassed. She wanted to have a good communication with Zhang Fengran. Not too many, just a few, and leave a few for Chen Nan as a reminder. Gifts or favors can also be sold to the audience in the live broadcast room.

It’s a bit too much to cover them all.

[Timber Lao Yang] in the live broadcast room is back. When he came back, he saw Zhang Fengran asking to buy them all. He was so anxious that he almost got up and bought a plane ticket [planning to come to Chen Nan's home to compete fairly.

Fortunately, Zhang Chuchu called Chen Nan for him.

"Brother Chen Nan, I just saw the quotation Mr. Zhang gave you. That quotation is almost the current price of Red Star rice paper from the 1980s. Of course, you can definitely get a higher price at the auction."

"Let's do this. You give me two of them, and the price I give you is twice as much as Mr. Zhang's. I only need two. Just two."

[Timber Lao Yang] is very sincere and is even willing to increase the price.

This scene was seen by Zhang Fengran who had just agreed to pay half of the price behind him, and he was immediately dissatisfied.

"Since you bought it at twice the price, then I will also buy it at twice the price. Isn't it just money? Who doesn't have it?"

Zhang Fengran felt that Lao Yang's words seemed to reflect that he had no money and Chen Nan suffered a loss.

Lao Yang, a half-human businessman, still couldn't understand what Zhang Fengran meant, so he apologized quickly.

"No, no, Mr. Zhang, you misunderstood. What I mean is that I'm not there. I raised the price for Brother Chen Nan because I'm a latecomer. You were at the scene. If you are willing to give me two, that's me." It's your luck. I thank you even though it's too late and I didn't mean to raise the price with you."

"Calm down, I'm not here. Selling it at a high price is what you should do."

Zhang Fengran is not an ignorant old man, but just after seeing Lao Yang's words, he felt that he was provoked. .