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Chapter 3 Mingquan Xiaotianlong

Chapter 3. Mingquan Xiaotianlong

Like a thunderbolt, Ren Ping's aura suddenly became aggressive.

Zhang Yan's old face heated up.

He came to RB today to support others, and when he was poked at a sore spot, he suddenly became angry from embarrassment:
"Who do you think you are, you are worthy enough to ask for our Yichengxuan license!"

"Even if you are right, there are some treasures in ancient coins, but they are all rare treasures, extremely rare coins that exist no more than ten fingers in the world! What is your box? Is it the money box of an ancient bank?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Dry laughter echoed in the hall, but no one echoed it.

Ren Ping ignored him:

"Everyone, have you heard of the five emperors' money?"

Many people in the crowd nodded slowly.

The Five Emperors refer to the five consecutive dynasties of Shunzhi, Kangxi, Yongzheng, Qianlong and Jiaqing in the Qing Dynasty. The ancient coins and treasures of these five dynasties are collectively called "Five Emperors' Money".

Because there are folk sayings about attracting good fortune, warding off evil spirits, and suppressing sneakiness, so even if it has nothing to do with the collectors, there are quite a few people who know about it.

"I have a friend who bought it. A good one is worth tens of thousands of dollars, but it must be a set..."

"That's right, there are two types of ancient coins: one is a single item, because there are very few surviving items, and some are even orphans, so the value is extremely high; the other is a combination, such as the five emperors' coins that are common among the people;"

Ren Ping is like a professor teaching collection courses,

"This kind of ancient coin combination, just one or two of them, may not be valuable, but it is valuable because of its large number and often certain specific collection conditions, so once collected together, the value will be doubled!"

"Nonsense, you made up this, right?"

Zhang Yan immediately retorted: "I've never heard that a pile of sand can be turned into gold!"

The corner of Ren Ping's mouth raised:
"You said you specialize in miscellaneous items? OK, let me ask you, how much is a piece of the Millennium lace zodiac stamp issued in 2000, a Wu Ma stamp, worth?"

"The millennium lottery tickets are still available in the market, and the single ticket is only one or two thousand."

"What if you collect all the twelve zodiac signs?"

"Last year, Tianhai City just auctioned off a set, and the transaction price was 57."

Zhang Yan thought that Ren Ping was testing himself, so he blurted out without thinking.

"Let me ask you again, Xiling Yinshe has the seals of Song Dynasty literati handed down from generation to generation. What is the market price of Dongpo's seal?"

"Su Shi's seal?"

Zhang Yan was shocked, as if he didn't expect Ren Ping to know this: "This... Dongpo's seal must be more than a million?"

"What if it's Su Huangmi and Cai Si?"

"Song Sijiayin group?"

Zhang Yan quickly shook his head: "This is the treasure of Xiling Yinshe Township, it is impossible to sell it! How can there be any market price?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to finally react.

Covering his mouth with one hand, pointing at Ren Ping with the other:

"You...are you trying to trick me on purpose? These collection combinations you are talking about are all recognized by the collecting community...they have nothing to do with your set of ancient coins!"

"Really? That's such a coincidence. My set of ancient coins also has a history,"

Ren Ping glanced at the other party contemptuously and said lightly:
"Everyone, my set of ancient coins is called 'Mingquan Xiaotianlong'. It is a collection of all official ancient coins minted by the emperors of the 21 dynasties of the Ming Dynasty. The market price... 1000 two million!"

Whoa!
The whole room was shocked.

1000 two million!

It has far exceeded the sum of all debts present at the venue. No wonder Ren Ping said before that "it is not worth a fraction of it."

Although most of these creditors don't know how to collect, but after hearing the conversation between Ren and Zhang just now, and looking at the expressions on both sides, they already have a tendency in their hearts.

"What Mingquan Xiao Tianlong? I've never heard of it..."

At this time, Zhang Yan couldn't help but panicked, his forehead was covered with tiny beads of sweat.

"That's your ignorance!"

"You are young—hmph, let me ask you, what do these five words mean?"

"Quan means money. 'Mingquan' naturally refers to ancient coins, and 'Tianlong' refers to a collection method in the ancient coin collection world: making dragons. As for why there is a word for 'small', huh... in your opinion It’s useless to talk more about your knowledge!”

"you--"

Zhang Yan's face was pale:

"I have never heard of it, I have never heard of it! What is a dragon, it is probably fabricated out of thin air! Even if it really exists, it cannot be worth 1000 two million!"

"Stop talking nonsense! As I said before, do you dare to use Chengxuan's industry license to make a bet with me face to face?"

If you want to be a gunman for others, you must have the consciousness to be a gunman!
During these days, Ren Ping has undergone major changes, and he is no longer that ignorant playboy.

When you should be ruthless, never relent!
"Old Zhang, what are you doing here?"

Just when it was time to talk, suddenly, a voice sounded, and a middle-aged man came from the outer hall.

I saw that this man was about 40 years old, dressed in a neat suit, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, with a straight waist and a straight back. At first glance, he gave people a very capable feeling.

Zhang Yanzheng felt that he had no master. When he saw this man, he was overjoyed and immediately shouted:

"Mr. Shen! Come here! Someone here is going to smash our Yichengxuan signboard!"

"Nonsense, for no reason, why did others smash our signboard?"

The visitor's tone was calm and calm, and when he stepped into the center of the crowd, he was slightly surprised when he saw Ren Ping, as if he hadn't expected that the other party was a young man in his early 20s.

"Old Zhang, what are you doing?"

Zhang Yan saw that there was nothing to hide, so he had no choice but to tell about the fact that he decorated the platform for Shanglong to make a scene, and especially criticized the box of ancient coins in his words, which sounded like Ren Ping took the initiative to provoke.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly after hearing this, but remained calm.

He nodded to Ren Ping:
"Little brother, can I pass this set of ancient coins?"

"Please."

The middle-aged man took out the white gloves he carried with him from his suit pocket and put them on. When he first saw the strangely shaped mahogany lacquer box, he couldn't help showing a little surprise, and the hand that took out the coins became more cautious.

It took half an hour for this handoff.

Different from Zhang Yan's sloppiness just now, the middle-aged man opened the three wooden lattices one by one, and played with more than 50 ancient coins.

And every time you take one, when you put it back, it will be in its original position, meticulous, which makes people feel a sense of solemnity involuntarily.

The creditors around were originally extremely impatient, but they could not help but hold their breath because of the atmosphere.

The more I looked at the back, the more solemn the middle-aged man's expression became.

After closing the wooden box, he closed his eyes and meditated for a while, as if trying to calm down.

"Old Zhang, you go back first."

"Mr. Shen..."

Zhang Yan didn't know why.

"Say one more word, and you leave Yichengxuan immediately!"

The middle-aged man suddenly shouted in a low voice.

Everyone was shocked, wondering why Mr. Shen, who seemed quite gentle and gentle, suddenly became angry.

Then someone reacted:
——This Zhang Yan!I'm afraid I've missed it!
In other words, this box of ancient coins is really valuable!

"Wait, just leave like this?"

Seeing that Zhang Yan actually turned around to leave, Ren Ping was taken aback, almost amused by the old guy's shamelessness:
"Didn't you just say that this box of ancient coins is worth only a few thousand yuan?"

Zhang Yan blushed and looked at the middle-aged man in embarrassment.

The latter gave him a stare, and then pondered slightly.

What happened today may not look like much to outsiders, but it is different in the industry.

In the field of cultural relic appraisal, the most important thing is to be impartial and impartial.

The most taboo thing is to stand up for friends at will and fill the scene.

What Zhang Yan did today not only violated taboos, but he also misjudged the victim's box of ancient coins and regarded them as nothing.

If this is to be spread, it is to give Yi Chengxuan a slap in the face.

Must be handled properly!

(End of this chapter)