"Boss, it's our baby's turn," said lock excitedly.

Hao Chuan was also shocked. The backstage staff took up an insignificant white porcelain bowl.

At first glance, this thing is very insignificant, and Hao Chuan didn't spend much money to buy it. When Hao Chuan bought it, the shopkeeper touted it, saying that the white porcelain bowl was an inverted awn fork of Ding kiln in the Song Dynasty.

This thing is indeed from Ding kiln of Song Dynasty. It is also a valuable inverted buckle mang fork with great collection significance. However, the appearance of the white porcelain bowl is so new that it looks like a copy of the late Qing Dynasty or even modern times.

In the words of antiques, this is called true competition and false competition. Is something that is clearly true, but looks like a fake.

The shopkeeper is a real mallet, holding real things in his hand, but he thinks they are fake. Hao Chuan also pretended to be confused. He spent 20000 yuan to put this thing in his bag.

Now it's on the display of the auction house. The rules have also changed because it is a temporarily inserted auction. The auctioneer invited the buyers at the bottom to appreciate the antique.

This was supposed to be a lively move. Because even the auction house didn't see the real value of this thing, they also thought it was an old imitation. Even if it is worth a little, it can't exceed 100000 yuan.

There were many antique lovers on the stage. Everyone agreed that the white porcelain bowl was not true. Someone joked, "it's good to buy rice for 100000 yuan!"

Everyone laughed, but it could be seen that everyone was not interested in it.

When the crowd dispersed, the two old men came up. They looked at each other and smiled. First they were polite to each other, and then they picked up the white porcelain bowl and looked at it respectively.

Neither of them spoke and quietly returned to their seats.

Looking at this scene, Xiaoxu couldn't help worrying: "boss, you see, these people don't know the goods! What if they can't sell at a price?"

Hao Chuan was also a little nervous. His "eye for treasure" fell in love with this baby, which was the most valuable one he bought so many babies. His conservative estimate is also above five million.

"Grandma's, if no one knows the goods, I'll buy it back. Even if it's rotten at home, it can't be sold cheaply." Hao Chuan said gritting his teeth.

Having the "eye of treasure" is also a distress. I know the real value of antiques, but I can't make others believe it. This is a bit of a pit father.

"In the late Qing Dynasty, the imitation Ding kiln buckled the mang fork, and the starting price was 30000." the auction began.

The buyers at the bottom were not enthusiastic. When they kept asking for 60000, no one was bidding.

Hao Chuan scolded his bad luck and was ready to buy it at his own price. Suddenly, on the corner of the buyer's seat, a thin hand was raised: "five million!"

Everyone present was shocked. Just now I only asked for $60000. Why did someone suddenly ask for $5000000!

Everyone looked at the thin hand and immediately began to talk: "it's Mr. Song!" "it's everyone song!" "is this thing true?" "no, it's imitation!"

Although there was much discussion at the bottom, no one asked for a price. Mr. Song, whose real name is Song Yu, is a famous local collector and has great prestige in the antique industry. Whatever he likes, he never runs away.

The song auction house is actually Mr. Song's industry. He loved antique collection and established the Song family auction house. After retirement, I still come to the auction house occasionally. Meet the right, will also make a move, but never so high-profile.

Mr. Song's courage and reputation shocked the people present and dared not bid any more.

Mr. Song stood up, waved to the crowd, and then shouted to the other corner, "old six, don't hide and tuck in, it's time to do it."

An old man with a white beard stood up and said to Mr. Song, "the song cannon is the song cannon. It's still so hot tempered. It's five million at the beginning of an export. I'm embarrassed to follow the old man."

Buyers are a burst of exclamation.

Small lock explained to Hao Chuan, "this white beard is Chen Wu, who retired from the CPPCC and is also a well-known collector. He is the sixth in the family and is called the sixth master." small lock lowered his voice, "he is also the father of the mayor of Songhai city."

Hao Chuan is interested. It turns out that the old man with white beard is Chen Zhi's grandfather. That's interesting.

While Hao Chuan and Xiaosuo whispered, sixth master and Mr. Song were still talking across the buyer's seat.

"I didn't teach the servants well. Sheng Sheng regarded a treasure as an imitation." Mr. Song said in a depressed tone, "if you don't buy it back quickly and let Lao Liu buy it back cheaply, I'll lose my old face."

It turned out that Mr. Song saw the value of this treasure and immediately raised the price in order not to lose his share in front of the sixth master.

The sixth master was not vague. He said with a smile, "since Lao Song said so, I also expressed my attitude. I like this thing."

The sixth master raised his card and said, "six million and a half million. This is the price of conscience."

"Seven million." Mr. song also raised his card, "I think this thing is also good."

"Eight million!" the sixth master narrowed his eyes into a line, "Lao song, I'll give you enough face!"

"Nine million!" as soon as Mr. Song spoke, the whole audience was silent.

"I just want to keep things as a lesson and let the younger generation of the auction house have a long experience." Mr. Song said without delay.

"Ten million!" the sixth master shook his head, "Lao song, this is my reserve price!"

"Eleven million!" Mr. Song stepped down from his seat.

The sixth master didn't bid again. The auctioneer decided that the white porcelain bowl belonged to Mr. Song.

The short and thrilling auction ended quickly, and the buyers present did not slow down. Mr. Song stepped onto the stage, picked up the white porcelain bowl and said to the people present, "the song auction house has been established for 20 years. Our auctioneer has always had a unique vision. Today, our appraiser didn't recognize this baby. It's my responsibility."

"I spent $10 million on this $5 million thing to tell you that as long as I have Song Yu one day, the song auction house will never let pearls cast in the dark and treasures buried."

There was a burst of applause at the bottom. Hao Chuan and Xiaosuo also stood up and applauded. Hao Chuan said to Xiaosuo, "these two old gentlemen are interesting. One day we have to meet them!"

"Boss, why are you so calm?" Xiaoxu looked at Hao Chuan with a confused face. "Our baby has just sold more than 10 million. Why don't you respond at all!"

Hao Chuanbai glanced at the small lock and said in his heart: what is ten million? It's not a problem to find a buyer who knows the goods and sell another $50 million or $60 million for those treasures I hoard!

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