Appreciation of treasures

Chapter 70 Confused
Zhao Gang looked at the pen holder in his hand with satisfaction, and felt a little happy in his heart. Sure enough, this wave is sure to make money.

Seeing Zhao Gang's appearance, an old man next to him smiled knowingly, patted Zhao Gang on the shoulder and said, "Oh, young man, there are many tricks in this auction! Why are you spending 5 yuan for a pen holder? "

Zhao Gang nodded without hesitation, glanced at the old man with a smile on his face, and said mischievously, "I just like this pen holder, and I want to buy it when I see it."

The old man shook his head helplessly, turned around and stopped looking at Zhao Gang, and continued to focus on the exhibits at the auction.Probably, Zhao Gang has already been classified as arty in his heart.

"The next one, I don't need to say more about the value of this treasure. Anyone with a discerning eye can probably see it. Get ready!"

The host danced and said, his eyes seemed to be shining.

A box was carried to the auction stage by the staff. The box may be an exhibit, and the product is covered with a layer of red cloth, which looks mysterious.

"Everyone, see clearly!" The host said with an atmosphere.

Mysteriously, he slowly pulled away the red cloth on the exhibit, and a ray of light slowly came out.

The light seemed pure, but upon closer inspection, it was found that the light had no sense of power.A sinister smile appeared on Zhao Gang's face. This is a painting that looks very shiny, but it is actually a fake.

But the outside of the painting is packaged layer by layer, as if it can emit a faint light, giving people a strange feeling. If it wasn't because of Zhao Gang's supernatural powers, he would not be able to see the essence of the painting.

The painting started from 20 yuan, and the old man quickly raised his hand and offered a high price of 50 yuan.But there was a woman in the corner on the other side who directly offered [-] yuan.

There was a sneer on the corner of Chen Gang's mouth. This fake was not even worth 50 yuan, but it was fired to [-] yuan.

"Old man, don't take pictures anymore, this is a fake." Chen Gang patted the old man on the shoulder and kindly reminded him that the old man stared at his beard and raised his hand to offer a high price of 100 million.

Chen Gang shook his head helplessly. The old man insisted on taking pictures, but he couldn't help it.

"The next one is a big treasure. Everyone pays close attention to see it clearly!" The host said, a bunch of lights were switched on, and after a while, a bronze vessel was slowly brought up.

The heyday of bronze wares was during the Shang and Zhou dynasties, but there were very few bronze wares that survived at that time. This bronze wares shined as soon as it appeared. Chen Gang stared straight at the bronze wares. This is really a big treasure.

The host began to bid for the price, starting from [-] yuan, but the audience was completely silent, and no one made a bid. Zhao Gang quickly raised his hand, intending to take the bronze ware.

The old man on the side glanced at Zhao Gang disdainfully, and said in a cold voice, "Young man, don't take pictures blindly. This is a bronze ware. It is a fake at first glance. You see, no one took pictures in the audience. You can go to the roadside stall and buy one for [-] yuan." A hundred dollars, why waste money here."

"I like it." Zhao Gang showed a mean smile, and with a smile, he spent 3 yuan to photograph this bronze vessel. Everyone looked at Zhao Gang and immediately showed a laughing expression.

"3 yuan to buy a counterfeit, I really don't know what to think!" The laughter around him reached Zhao Gang's ears. Zhao Gang stepped onto the stage and even waved to those who laughed at him, and hugged him from the host. Bronze.

As soon as he hugged the bronze ware, Zhao Gang felt a burning sensation from his hands. The whole body of the bronze ware exudes a soft and colorful light, which is the light of the antique itself, the inherent light.

Today is absolutely stable profit, Zhao Gang was full of excitement, but he still suppressed the excitement in his heart, sat quietly in the auditorium, waiting for the treasure behind.

Most of the treasures in the back are fakes, and even if some of them are real, they are not of great value. Zhao Gang looked at the auction platform boredly, until the auction was about to end, and another bronze ware appeared on the booth.

This bronze vessel also exudes a slight brilliance, but Zhao Gang feels more strongly than the bronze vessel just now. If he guessed correctly, that bronze vessel may be more valuable.

As soon as this bronze ware was released, many people stared wide-eyed, and comments spread out one after another: "There seems to be something about this bronze ware, but normal bronze ware is not like this."

"Hey, I guess it's a fake from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and it's probably the same when it's spread here. It's worth collecting." Zhao Gang saw the old man waving his hand and commented disdainfully.

"This bronze ware can also be a big treasure. Those friends who like bronze ware should pay attention! Come on, the starting price is [-] yuan!" Everyone looked at the bronze ware blankly. To be honest, a fake is not worth such a high price.

Zhao Gang quickly raised his hand: "Fifty thousand."

The people at the auction were all surprised again, and they all stared at Zhao Gang. Some of them even suspected that Zhao Gang had come to mess things up, and even spent 5 yuan to buy a fake.

Until the end of the auction, Zhao Gang did not see any good collections, and finally walked out of the auction venue happily holding his pen holder and two bronze wares.

After walking out of the venue, Zhao Gang planned to meet the owner of the villa to see if he could get any valuable information, but the phone rang inappropriately, it was Su Cen.

"When are you coming back, Zhao Gang?" Su Cen's weak voice came from the other side.

"I'll be back soon." Zhao Gang wanted to comfort him but didn't know what to say, so he could only whisper.

"Okay, then come back as soon as possible." Su Cen, who was opposite, said wearily.

Zhao Gang looked at Wang Hui and shook his head helplessly. The two went straight to the airport and took the plane back to the imperial capital. When they got off the plane, the two rushed directly to the hospital.

In the hospital, Su Cen was feeding Su Qiming. There was no life in the pure white ward, only despair.

"Are you better?" Zhao Gang walked to Su Qiming's bed and asked in a low voice, but Su Qiming was still unconscious and didn't respond.

"How is the old man?" Zhao Gang turned his head to look at Su Cen and asked.

As soon as Su Cen heard Zhao Gang's question, tears immediately burst into tears, his voice choked up involuntarily, and he said with some sadness: "The doctor has diagnosed him, and he said that Grandpa's spirit has been stimulated, and there is no way to recover in a short time. .”

Hearing Su Cen's words, Zhao Gang clenched his hands into fists, and a surge of anger surged into his chest. He was both sad and angry.

Zhao Gang suppressed his emotions tightly and whispered to Su Cen: "You take good care of grandpa, and I will definitely find a way to find out the truth of the matter."

(End of this chapter)