The system makes me a licking dog

Wu Qingzi is not as well-known as Chen Lao in antique appraisal, but he is good at Qing Dynasty porcelain.

Old Chen heard Wu Qingzi's voice and followed it.

"Why are you here?" Old Chen's tone became cold.

Wu Qingzi smiled awkwardly, "Mr. Chen, I work in the Wang family. Today, Young Master Wang is here to participate in the auction. I will naturally follow."

Old Chen snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Looking at Mr. Chen like this, there should be some stories between him and Wu Qingzi.

Seeing the confusion in Ning Yuan's eyes, Cao Weiheng explained, "Brother Yuan, you probably don't know about the relationship between Wu Qingzi and Mr. Chen, do you?"

Ning Yuan shook his head slightly.

"This Wu Qingzi was old Chen's disciple back then, but they had a falling out because of an antique appraisal, and the two broke up from there."

Although Cao Weiheng said a few words, Ning Yuan could roughly imagine that there must have been a lot of trouble back then, but he, as a small security guard at that time, had no way of understanding it.

Here comes the hammer.

Tang Changyuan personally sent the delicate and small hammer to Ning Yuan.

"Sir, what do you want this hammer for?"

Ning Yuan took the hammer.

"You'll find out later."

"This hammer, you'd better be useful! The old man is also looking forward to what kind of tricks you can conjure this Qing Qianlong regiment dragon rattle bell statue."

Old Chen's words were still disdainful.

All the antiques that the Nie family auctioned this time have been determined by him.

There is no dispute whether the porcelain vases from the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty are true or false, or the price.

Ning Yuan weighed the small hammer in his hand, it was enough.

"Then, let the young master teach you a lesson today."

After saying that, Ning Yuan took a small hammer and walked towards the dragon rattle statue.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing Ning Yuan walking towards the porcelain vase, Wang Yuntian stopped him.

"Small it, do you have a problem?"

"No! You can't smash it now, unless you admit you lost!"

Wang Yuntian also pointed out that the Wang family turned over by relying on this porcelain vase. If Ning Yuan smashed it, he would not admit anything at that time, and he would find someone to reason with.

"Losing? Master, I will never lose!"

Ning Yuan waved the small hammer in his hand, and continued: "I bought this bottle with money, so what does it matter to you whether I smash it or not?"

"Although you bought this bottle, our bet is not over yet, you can't smash it!"

"Don't worry, I'll go down with a hammer, and then you can just ask your Master Wu and Master Chen to appraise it. If they continue to insist that the value of this bottle is only 1000 million, then I will admit defeat."

After saying that, Ning Yuan pushed Wang Yuntian away, and approached the two beauties who brought the Tuanlong Raoling Zun.

"Miss, you can take it easy."

The career-minded young lady on the left looked at the hammer in Ning Yuan's hand and asked cautiously, "Sir, this porcelain vase is worth [-] million yuan. Are you really going to smash it?"

Ning Yuan smiled without saying a word.

hit?

Of course it is impossible to really smash it.

He still has to rely on this thing to make more money.

Thinking of this, Ning Yuan sighed in his heart.

I finally realized what Wang Duoyu said back then. Ever since I got rich, I found that no matter how I spend my money, I always spend more and more money.

Now Ning Yuan also feels the same way.

Originally, he just wanted to rely on the system to earn some cashback, but he accidentally made [-] million yuan, and accidentally obtained an ability to appraise antiques, which was still at the master level.

It's fine to get these, Ning Yuan himself is very satisfied.

But I never expected that the bottle I bought for [-] million yuan had another secret!

Seeing Ning Yuan raise the hammer, everyone stared straight at him.

Old Chen also frowned and looked at Ning Yuan.

He didn't believe that Ning Yuan, a young man, surpassed himself in the identification of antiques.

But the self-confidence he showed made Mr. Chen feel strange.

Did I really miss it?

impossible!

Just a piece of porcelain from the Qing Dynasty, as long as I get started, I can't make mistakes.

But why is he so confident?

Unlike Mr. Chen, Wu Qingzi was very confident.

The value of this bottle is absolutely impossible to exceed 1000 million.

Upstairs, Chief Huang was also staring at Ning Yuan.

This Ning Yuan is too mysterious.

The silver needle in that hand is superb, absolutely at the level of a master.

Now he actually knows something about Antique again, and judging by his appearance, he is a more powerful existence than Old Chen.

Such a young man with so many skills.

Huang Shishou really couldn't figure out what kind of aristocratic family could cultivate such an existence.

The small hammer in Ning Yuan's hand slowly fell.

"what!"

Miss Career Line closed her eyes nervously.

Many people present also closed their eyes nervously.

After all, a thing worth [-] million can be smashed if it is said to be smashed, even if there is a mine at home, it can't stand such a toss.

Ding……

A light voice came out.

The bottle is not broken.

"This, means!"

The moment Mr. Chen saw Ning Yuan drop the hammer, he subconsciously held his breath.

His heart stopped beating at this moment.

"Could this be the legendary Light Spirit Hammer identification method?"

The Qingling Hammer identification method is a special identification method for porcelain, but the method of the Qingling Hammer has long been lost.

It is rumored that those real appraisal masters in those days did not need to look at it, they could only judge the authenticity of porcelain with a small hammer.

But the strength of the Qingling Hammer is extremely difficult to grasp. If it is a little lighter, it will hear anything, but if it is a little heavier, the porcelain will shatter on the spot.

Not to mention anything else, Ning Yuan alone is enough for Chen Lao to admire.

however.

clack clack...

Cracks began to appear on the body of the Rattle Zun...

"The bottle is cracked!"