Picked up a queen at the start

Chapter 120 Accident
After the auctioneer finished speaking, some people who came down to participate in the auction began to move around.

A middle-aged man in a blue suit in the front row raised the sign in his hand first.

"35 million!"

"This gentleman bid 35 yuan." The auctioneer immediately said with a smile.

"40 million!"

"48 million!"

"50 million!"

People in the audience began to raise signs and keep calling for prices. In the end, this glass amber jade inlaid with gold was successfully traded at a price of 68.

Seeing the excited look on the face of the person who successfully captured this glass amber jade inlaid with gold, Xia Yao couldn't help shaking her head and sighing softly.

"What's the matter, why are you sighing?"

Ji Qinglin asked with some confusion when he heard Xia Yao sighing.

Xia Yao glanced at Ji Qinglin, then turned her head and said to him in a low voice: "This glass amber jade inlaid with gold is fake, the real glass amber jade inlaid with gold, color and texture, I don't know how much better than this one."

Ji Qinglin smiled after hearing this, Xia Yao saw so many rare treasures when she was the empress in Daqi.

It is not surprising to be able to tell at a glance that this glass amber jade inlaid with gold is fake.

"I know it's fake, but it's normal to buy antiques for modern ones, some are real and some are fake."

Ji Qinglin just realized that the glass amber jade inlaid with gold is fake.

However, things like auctioning antiques depend on the buyer's eyesight.

If you can't tell whether it's true or false, then no matter how much you spend to buy it, whether you lose money or make money, you have to bear it yourself.

"Then if he knows it's fake, won't he cry to death."

Xia Yao looked at the man and said luckily.

Ji Qinglin shrugged his shoulders: "Who knows? However, this is the rule of antique auctions. Once the goods are sold, they will not be returned or exchanged."

When it comes to buying antiques, it depends on your own eyesight.

If you can't tell it's fake yourself, then no one else can remind you.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be ruining the seller's business? After all, it's you who think it's true, and they'll sell it to you.

Xia Yao nodded after hearing Ji Qinglin's words.

What Ji Qinglin said is also reasonable. Originally, the thing about buying and selling is that you love me and I want you.

And, especially the antiques business.

Originally, when buying and selling antiques, you rely on your own eyesight. If you think it is a real antique, but the result is not when you buy it back, it is because you have misread it.

Similarly, if the seller sells this item to you at a low price, and it turns out that it is true, then the seller will also admit that he is stupid.

So, no one can rely on anyone else!
While the two were talking, the second lot was brought to the stage.

Pointing to the second lot, the auctioneer introduced: "This is our second lot today, a purple gold gourd, with a reserve price of 45."

"Purple gold gourd?"

Xia Yao glanced at the lot on the stage, and repeated in a murmur.

"Why, do you like it?"

After hearing Xia Yao's words, Ji Qinglin turned to look at her and asked.

Xia Yao shook her head: "I don't like it, it's just that this Zijin gourd, Xuanhua had one when he was a child, but that Zijin gourd is much better than this one."

Ji Qinglin nodded after hearing this. Indeed, although this purple gold gourd is indeed genuine, its color and quality are not considered to be high-quality.

Even if you buy it back, it won't have much collection value.

In the end, the purple gold gourd was bought by a middle-aged uncle for 80 yuan.

Ji Qinglin sighed imperceptibly after watching it.

"Why, you haven't taken a fancy to either of these two?"

Qi Yunnian turned his head and asked Ji Qinglin with a smile.

Ji Qinglin shook his head: "I don't really like it."

Isn't this nonsense? A fake or a defective product, of course I will look down on it.

Qi Yunnian has worked in the antique industry for decades, so he can naturally see the two lots just now.

It's just that just because he can see it, doesn't mean that others can see it.

"Hehe, Mr. Qi, you are asking for nothing. He is such a little-known unknown guy, how can he know anything!"

Ji Qinglin heard the voice, looked back, and found that it was the disgusting Zhou Yuan who spoke just now.

Zhou Yuan looked at Ji Qinglin with provocative eyes.

"Why, do you not like it, or can't afford it?"

Zhou Yuan leaned back in his chair and looked at Ji Qinglin, and said with a look of disdain.

Ji Qinglin looked at his cheap and swishing look, and smiled noncommittally.

Then he turned around and said slowly, "It's better to look down on someone than to be blind."

As soon as Ji Qinglin heard what Zhou Yuan said just now, he knew that he must have regarded the two lots just now as something good.

Didn't Mr. Qi also say that his grandfather is also a person who is very knowledgeable about antiques?

Why is Zhou Yuan, the grandson, such a loser?
Also puzzling!

"Blind? Who do you say is blind?"

Although Zhou Yuan didn't know what Ji Qinglin meant by being blind, he felt that Ji Qinglin was talking about him.

So, he immediately responded with an unconvinced look.

Ji Qinglin didn't turn back, didn't even look at him, and said in a very flat tone: "Whoever takes the seat is the one."

"you"

"Sir, this is an auction, please don't make any noise."

Zhou Yuan just wanted to talk to Ji Qinglin about it, but he came from the side thinking that he was a staff member, and bent down to remind him.

"I"

Zhou Yuan glanced at the man, then looked at Ji Qinglin, who had only the back of his head in front of him, and angrily hammered the armrest of the chair.

Then, I had no choice but to hold back my breath.

Xia Yao took a look at Ji Qinglin, then whispered to him: "Is that man sick? Why does he always pick on you?"

From the beginning, that Zhou Yuan has been looking for trouble for Ji Qinglin.

It's really annoying!
Ji Qinglin smiled and said nonchalantly: "A child who has been spoiled by his family is as if he has not been weaned. Don't pay attention to him."

"I remember that even if the children of our Daqi family are not among the best, at least they are not such playboys."

Xia Yao nodded, Zhou Yuan's words were indeed quite childish.

Just like Ji Qinglin said, he's just a brat.

"In fact, the elite education of many wealthy families in modern times is still very successful. The starting line of their offspring is much higher than ordinary people, but there are always surprises."

"Continue to look at the auction."

Ji Qinglin turned to look at Xia Yao and said.

Now, the auction of the fourth lot has started on the spot.

"Our fourth lot today is "Distant Mountain Cloud Scenery" imitated by Cheng Ziyuan of the Qi Dynasty."

The auctioneer pointed to the fourth lot and said, and then added.

(End of this chapter)