After my pharmacy was opened, I turned my life around.

Chapter 64: The Shen Residence is Worth the Trip
Hearing this, An Zhiyuan was very angry.

How can you treat the people so harshly and ignore the lives of the lower classes?

After all, I have read a lot of ancient Chinese novels and watched many TV dramas.

She boldly guessed that the attempt to force local people to flee showed that the local county magistrate was inactive and more likely to be collusion between officials and businessmen.

"It is indeed unreasonable. The county magistrate must have embezzled all the money."

Xiao Jingyan didn't expect that she was so knowledgeable about state affairs and the people.

"You guessed it, too."

"Uh?"

So, she was right.

Shit! I got even angrier.

It was taken from the name, but it was never used for the name.

When both of them were filled with indignation, Shen Nanchen's voice was heard.

"An Zhiyuan."

When Xiao Jingyan heard the man's voice downstairs, his body stiffened slightly.

At this time, Shen Nanchen was already downstairs, and An Zhiyuan slapped his thigh.

"Oops, I almost forgot about this."

She jumped up from the sofa and shouted downstairs, "Wait a moment, I'll be there soon."

Next, he quickly took out ten paintings and calligraphy from the system, and then took out a larger long wooden box from the cabinet.

I went to Shen Weining's shop a few days ago and saw that this long wooden box was big enough to hold more than a dozen paintings and calligraphy.

She bought it without hesitation, never expecting to use it today.

Xiao Jingyan then stood up and helped her put all the calligraphy and paintings into the wooden box.

"You want to auction it?"

I've heard her mention the word auction several times before.

"It's a direct transaction, eliminating the middleman who makes a profit from the price difference."

"Sell it to the person who picks you up downstairs?"

"No, I went to attend his celebration party today and happened to meet a few people who love calligraphy and painting."

She was afraid that the people downstairs were waiting and were anxious to go upstairs, so she patted his shoulder gently.

"It's too late. I have to send it over quickly. If not, you can come back in the evening and we can talk about it in detail then."

"Wait a minute!" Xiao Jingyan called her and stuffed something into her hand, "Just in case."

"You are still thoughtful."

After saying that, she hurried downstairs carrying the wooden box.

Xiao Jingyan looked towards the bedroom door with a somewhat lost expression.

When An Zhiyuan saw Shen Nanchen, his face was instantly filled with apology.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Shen Nanchen frowned slightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"I saw you haven't come down for a long time, so I thought something happened to you."

An Zhiyuan quickly raised his head, forced a smile on his face, and waved his hands repeatedly.

"I'm fine, let's go!"

As he said this, he quickened his pace and went out, followed closely by Shen Nanchen.

After she locked the door, the two of them headed to Shen's residence.

Half an hour later, Shen Nanchen helped An Zhiyuan carry the wooden box and walked into the villa.

The security guards standing on both sides made way and saluted respectfully when they saw that it was the young master.

"Zhiyuan, you are finally here. Grandpa and the others have been waiting anxiously for you."

Shi Yi came forward in a hurry, but Shen Nanchen took the lead and walked in front of him.

She placed the wooden box in her hand against his chest, standing between the two of them.

“The calligraphy and painting are here.”

The attitude is distant and the tone is cold.

Shi Yi, "..."

The legend goes that the eldest young master of the Shen family has a face as cold as ice, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved.

It’s so cold that there’s no need to turn on the air conditioner in the summer.

Shi Yi took the wooden box and walked towards the inner hall, while Shen Nanchen arrived with An Zhiyuan.

The four people who were fond of calligraphy and painting kept rubbing their hands and staring at the wooden box, eager to see the beauty of the painting.

However, when An Zhiyuan opened the wooden box, several people were stunned.

Not one but ten.

Even Madam Shen and Mr. Shi were shocked.

"Girl An, you actually took out ten paintings and calligraphy at once."

"From the two sets of jewelry she sold to me, it's not hard to tell that An is indeed an extraordinary person."

This praise made Shen Wanning, who was standing by, turn pale and pale.

She bit her lips tightly and clenched her hands into fists unconsciously, her slender fingers turning white at the joints due to the force.

His eyes, filled with jealousy, glared at An Zhiyuan fiercely, as if a fire of jealousy was burning in his heart.

An Zhiyuan gently took out a painting from the wooden box, and two of them took it and opened it together.

The first exquisite painting slowly unfolded before their eyes.

One person who opened the painting exclaimed, "The mountains in this painting are undulating, with rocks stacked one on top of another, the peaks towering into the clouds, and the mountains are shrouded in mist. It's wonderful!"

Another person pointed and said, "Look at this waterfall cascading down from the top of the mountain, with water splashing everywhere, just like the Milky Way falling from the sky."

Others echoed, "Especially at the foot of the mountain there is a lush forest with a few thatched cottages in it, which adds a bit of worldly atmosphere to this peaceful landscape."

Mr. Shi stood by and nodded frequently, "The whole painting is delicate in brushwork and elegant in color, giving people a sense of tranquility and remoteness, not bad, not bad."

Madam Shen, who was standing in front of the painting, suggested, "There are nine more paintings at the back, why not open them all."

Afterwards, several people worked together to hang up the paintings and appreciate them one by one.

In the second painting, the river water is sparkling and a small boat is moving slowly on the river.

The mountains in the distance are endless, the ink color gradually fades from dark to light, and the layers are clear.

The willows on the bank are swaying in the wind.

The characters in the painting are leaning on the railing and gazing into the distance, showing a leisurely lifestyle.

After reading it, Mr. Shi showed a look of joy on his face, "I like this calligraphy and painting very much."

In the third painting, the night is as blue as water and the bright moon hangs high in the sky.

An ancient temple is hidden in the mountains and forests, and the eaves of the temple are faintly visible in the moonlight.

The surrounding trees were dim and shadowy.

On the steps in front of the temple, a monk was meditating quietly, as if blending into the tranquil night.

Old Madam Shen fell in love with the painting at first sight, and her eyes immediately lit up with surprise.

He pointed at the painting with a trembling hand, his expression excited.

“This painting gives people a sense of emptiness and tranquility.”

Her face was full of intoxication and appreciation, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, as if she was completely immersed in the painting, meditating with the master.

Then, they walked back and continued to appreciate the fourth and fifth paintings...

An hour later, Madam Shen, Mr. Shi and others were still immersed in the painting, still unsatisfied.

They had seen many calligraphy and paintings, but had never seen a painting with such profound brushwork skills.

"Girl An, I'd like to ask, can you sell these calligraphy and paintings to us?" Old Madam Shen was reluctant to part with the third painting.

Upon hearing this, several people looked at An Zhiyuan with expectation in their eyes.

"Of course." She brought it here to sell.

As soon as the words fell, excited smiles instantly broke out on the faces of several people, and the anticipation in their eyes turned into impatience.

One of them stepped forward excitedly and said, "That's great. Miss An, name a price."

This is not the work of a famous artist, so it is naturally impossible for one painting to be worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.

So she made her bid based on the usual market prices for works by lesser-known ancient painters.

"Three million for one painting, what do you think?"

Mr. Shi and others also expressed their acceptance. If it were put on the auction house, it would definitely be worth more than three million.

Finally, Madam Shen bought the third painting of the Master's temple, Mr. Shi bought the second one, and the remaining eight paintings were bought by the remaining four people.

A total of 30 million was transferred to An Zhiyuan’s account.

Everyone left the villa contentedly and went to the banquet hall to attend the celebration banquet.

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