A treasure-appraisal maniac

At eight o'clock in the evening, Lu Fei and others arrived at Boya Auction Company on time.

Since Lang Lijing had no interest in the auction, Lu Fei was surrounded by Chen Xiang and the two girls.

In order to avoid being recognized, Lu Fei wore a mask as usual.

It's really uncomfortable to wear this thing in such hot weather.

If Lu Fei hadn't seen that thing in the auction manual, he wouldn't have suffered this crime at all.

When the car arrived at the door, Gao Yuan's call happened to come in.

Gao Yuan has been investigating in Chang'an for two days, but there has been no progress yet. He is just trying out ideas with Lu Fei.

A phone call delayed me for five minutes. When I arrived on the first floor, the doorman had been waiting for me for a long time.

"Sir, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"I'm sorry, manager. I was delayed because I took a call just now."

"Has the auction started?"

"Just starting, the boss told me to wait for you here."

"The boss has specially added some extra seats for you, but they're just in the last row. Can you just make do with it?"

"no problem!"

"It's the same wherever we sit, thank you to the door manager."

The doormen took the four people to the auction hall on the second floor.

Opening the door, the second round of bidding has begun inside.

The auction hall is more than 100 square meters, and the fifty or sixty seats are fully occupied.

As soon as Lu Fei took a look, he saw Boyaa's boss, Fatty Zheng, sitting in the middle of the front row, chatting with three old men with a smile on his face.

Glancing at the three old men, Lu Fei was stunned.

These three people look a bit familiar!

The doorman arranged two leather sofas for Lu Fei and the four of them in the last row.

There is also a coffee table.

There are all kinds of dried fruits, tea, drinks and fruits on the coffee table, which is much more than what you get in the previous rows.

It seems that Fatty Zheng really regards himself as the God of Wealth.

No matter what, Lu Fei is quite satisfied with this arrangement.

Everyone sat down, and the guard handed two number plates to Lu Fei.

"Sir, although this place is a little remote, it should be

Should be able to see clearly. "

"We have rules here. If you need it, you can come on stage and see it in person."

"This is your number plate. If you like something, just hold up the number plate."

"Of course, you can also bid directly."

"I have things to do outside, so I won't be here with you."

"If you need anything, just press the pager on the coffee table and I will come right away." The guard said.

"Good work."

"Manager, I just saw your boss greeting three old men in front."

"Are those three friends of your boss?" Lu Fei asked.

The doormen all glanced forward and nodded.

"What are you talking about, those three old men?"

"Friends, I guess they don't count, but they are regular customers of our store."

"I've been here several times before."

"oh!"

"Lu Fei nodded and continued to ask."

"It seems to me that those three are also from China, right?"

"That's right!"

"These three old men are not simple."

"They are all senior leaders of museums in several regions of Guangdong, and they have very good vision."

“I’ve been here five or six times and I’ve always picked up some good stuff.”

"Next to our boss is Qi Wanchun, the leader of the Dongguan Museum."

"The two people next to Mr. Qi are the curators of the two regional museums in Yangcheng."

"One is named Zhang Zhaozhi and the other is named Han Jiang."

“Although I don’t come here often, I’m always rewarded every time.”

"Our boss admired their vision so much that he wanted to invite them to be our technical consultants several times, but they rejected them."

"oh?"

After hearing what the guard said, Lu Fei frowned and his expression suddenly changed.

Time sank.

After the guards left, Chen Xiang gave Lu Fei a gentle push.

"What's wrong?" Lu Fei asked.

"I want to ask you what's wrong?"

"I know what you are thinking, but I want to advise you, what happens to them is none of our business."

"It's not something we should worry about, so try not to offend others."

"The less trouble, the better."

"Um!"

"I see."

"Get me a glass of water!"

While the two were talking, the third auction item was invited.

This is a celadon slag bucket from the Jiaqing period, and it comes from an official kiln.

Lu Fei took a look and realized that this thing was really genuine.

However, Jiaqing Celadon did not interest Lu Fei at all.

"Brother Fei, what is Zha Dou?" Song Xiaojiao asked.

"What does it look like to you?" Lu Fei asked with a smile.

"Well!"

"It looks like a spittoon!"

"Children can be taught. Yes, the slag bucket is a spittoon."

"Brother Fei, is this thing real?" Jiaojiao continued to ask.

"Um!"

"Jiaqing celadon official kiln can be regarded as an object."

"Then how much is this slag bucket worth?"

Song Xiaojiao asked.

"Um?"

Lu Fei frowned: "What do you want to do?"

"whee!"

"If you can make money, why not?"

"Tell me how much this thing is worth?"

"If there is room for a premium, let's make a small profit, and I'll treat you to dinner later."

"hehe!"

"You little money addict, are you short of money?" Lu Fei said with a smile.

Song Xiaojiao pouted and rolled her eyes at Lu Fei.

"Isn't there a conflict between not being short of money and being fond of making money?"

"Besides, I like the excitement of making money, isn't that okay?"

"OK!"

"I didn't say no."

"However, that depends on your own ability."

"You always treat me as an eyesore, what's going on?" Lu Fei said.

"Brother Fei, don't say useless things, just say whether you can help or not?" Song Xiaojiao said coquettishly, pretending to be angry.

"Huh?"

"threaten me?"

"I'm afraid you've found the wrong person. Brother Fei, I won't do this."

"I'll tell you clearly right now, I don't care."

"you."

"The third item on the auction block tonight is a celadon slag bucket from the official kiln during the Jiaqing period."

"This slag bucket is well preserved and is truly a fine celadon product."

"The starting price is 40,000 yuan, and each bid must not be less than 5,000 yuan."

"Start bidding now."

After the host finished speaking, more than a dozen bidders raised their number plates.

In less than three minutes, the price of this slag bucket was raised to 80,000 yuan.

At this price, there were only three people left in the field to continue competing.

After selling it twice, the price came to 90,000 yuan.

At this time, Qi Wanchun, who was next to Fatty Zheng, raised his number plate for the first time and shouted.

"I'll pay 100,000 yuan."

Buzz——

One hundred thousand yuan was called out, and the venue was noisy.

Such small auctions usually proceed step by step with placards raised, and few people bid directly.

Now someone added 10,000 yuan at once, and everyone suddenly became excited.

Qi Wanchun called for 100,000 yuan, and two of the three competitors in the field quit immediately.

Another person held up the number plate again.

Raising the card means adding a hand, which means bidding the price of the slag bucket to one hundred and five thousand yuan.

At this time, Qi Wanchun bid again, directly to 120,000.

There was another commotion in the venue.