Chapter 920

"Mother, isn't that Aunt Wuxin?" Yun Xiaotong immediately recognized that the person standing on the stage was Wuxin or who.

"Shh." Yunmo stretched out a finger to his mouth, "Son, it's good that you know."

It was specially arranged by Yunmo for letting Wuxin pretend to be herself. She is now the eldest lady of the Marquis of Changping, the head of Anping county, and the future princess regent. There are tens of thousands of eyes on her, so it is not convenient to come out in person.

Wuxin stood on the stage, glanced at the four seats, and clasped her fists together.

Elder Qin glanced at her, and continued: "This Mr. Wushuang is the old man's beloved disciple, and the Bingyu Guanyin that will be released soon is made by the old man's beloved disciple."

"This son is so young, can he be good at craftsmanship?"

"Mr. Qin, we came to Linglong Pavilion on a special trip to buy your works."

……

Wuxin appeared on the stage, and there were doubts everywhere, Yun Mo listened in the private room on the second floor, but she was not in a hurry.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, this situation, she had expected.

After the voice of questioning fell, Wuxin clasped her fists again and said, "Everyone, is my craft good? After a while, everyone will know after seeing the Bingyu Guanyin."

Xiao Nizi has been with Yunmo for a few months, and she has learned Yunmo's confident and high-spirited appearance in the business field. At the moment, she is dressed in a rich and brocade robe, and she really looks like a nobleman. Son.

After Mr. Qin's introduction, the Bingyu Guanyin was pushed up.

A two-foot-high statue of Guanyin was displayed on the stand, covered with a piece of red silk.

After Wuxin made some introductions, she ordered the servants to take off the red silk on it, and when the red silk fell down, everyone was in an uproar.

The Avalokitesvara statue carved from a whole piece of ice jade shines brightly on the booth, with soft lines and peaceful demeanor, all of which attract people's attention.

Elder Qin stared at the Guanyin statue and smiled with satisfaction.

In fact, Yunmo's craftsmanship has already caught up with him. This Guanyin statue was carved perfectly. The reason why she said it was so-so that day was just to prevent Yunmo from slacking off and to tap into her potential.

That girl, if she knew that her carving skills had already matured, she might not continue to put her heart into it.

"My God, this is the first time I've seen such a beautiful Guanyin statue."

"The emerald that carved the Guanyin statue alone is probably worth a lot."

"This is really a masterpiece."

"Miss, for the Empress Dowager's birthday, if you present this statue of Avalokitesvara, the Empress Dowager will be very happy." Taozi, Ji Yao's close maid, whispered in her ear.

Ji Yao looked through the window, staring straight at the Guanyin statue, listening to Taozi whispering in her ear, her eyes were bound to shine even brighter than before.

She wants to order this Guanyin statue, and no one can snatch it from her.

Bang Dang, a gong sounded, and the boy standing on the booth raised the sign in his hand and said loudly: "The starting price for the Bingyu Guanyin statue is 1 taels of silver."

"1000 taels."

"2000 taels."

……

In less than half a cup of tea, the price soared to 5 taels of silver.

"Big sister, I didn't expect that the statue of Guanyin you carved was so valuable?" Yun Yifan looked at Yunmo dumbfounded when he heard that the price seemed to rise.

Yunmo took a sip of ginseng tea, and smiled, "With the golden signboard of Linglong Pavilion, it is natural to make money, Fandi, this is the brand effect."

"Brand effect?" Yun Yifan looked at Yunmo half understanding.

Yun Mo continued to stare out the window, and at the same time said to Yun Yifan: "Brother Fan, it's okay if you don't understand now, when you grow up, you will naturally understand."

(End of this chapter)

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