Don't panic, I'm good at picking up leaks!

Chapter 388
He Kelou didn't say a word, obviously he also supported Qin Fei, because just now, Qin Fei saw the look in his eyes.

Beyond recognition, there is a little bit of anticipation.

After all, Wu Daozi's painting was used as the opening shot for the first encounter. Who wouldn't want to know what treasures are behind him?
The reason why he didn't speak was to take care of Zhou Wang's face.

They are all in the same circle, everyone bows their heads but does not see them when they look up, and when it comes time to stay on the line, no one will be so serious.

In the first competition, even if Zhou Lu refused to admit it, he had already lost.

"Zhou Lu, continue to the next competition?"

After everyone has spoken, old man Zhou can't insist on it. He can play tricks in front of Qin Fei, after all, he is just a junior.

However, if the few peers present talk, the effect will be different.

"grandfather!"

Zhou Lu still wanted a name, but this time the old man Zhou Wang stared.

"continue!"

"Yes."

Zhou Lu had no choice but to nod his head hummingly, and showed the second treasure of their Zhou family, the porcelain Langyao red clean bottle!
The so-called Lang Kiln Red, its name comes from the kiln built by Lang Tingji in the Qing Dynasty. The calcined porcelain is the most colorful of the precious copper red glazes. It has gorgeous colors, bright red and bright, and has a strong glass Glossy features.

Due to the thick glaze, it flows at high temperature, so the finished Langhong often shows white tires on the edge of the mouth, showing a spiral white line, commonly known as "lamp grass edge".

The glaze juice on the edge of the bottom edge of Langyaohong hangs down and condenses, which is close to black red.In order to prevent the glaze from flowing down the bottom foot, the craftsman used a scraper to scrape out a two-story platform on the outside of the ring foot to prevent the flow of glaze from flowing down. This is a unique technique in the production process of Lang Kiln Red Porcelain. "The name.

Such a large object like the one displayed by the Zhou family must be worth several million or more, but Zhou Lu didn't think so.

Qin Fei also knew that there must be something extraordinary about this thing.

Otherwise, based on this price alone, the Zhou family would be too embarrassed to offer it.

"This utensil can be said to be Langyaohong's exquisite product, but my Zhou family has never been stingy when it comes to selling."

"What's more, I still have a purpose today? If you want a girl to smile heartily, there must be something special about it."

As Zhou Lu spoke, she actually picked up Lang Yaohong with both hands, revealing the inscription underneath.

"Look, everyone, do you still recognize the handwriting on it?"

Qin Fei took a closer look, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Sure enough, this clean bottle is by no means ordinary, and the inscription on its base is actually written by Emperor Kangxi!
Emperor Kangxi, Aixinjueluo Xuanye, was not only the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, but also a military strategist and statesman. In a sense, he could also be called a calligrapher.

His most widely spread is the Kangxi style of the world's number one blessing.

The "Fu" written by Kangxi combines the two characters of Fu and Shou into one, so that "there is longevity in blessing, and both blessings and longevity".In addition to being understood as longevity, it can also be decomposed into four characters "cai", "zi", "many" and "field", which means "many sons, many talents, many fields, many blessings and long life".

Therefore, his writing style is very unique and representative.

The inscription under the Langyaohong is the imperial pen of Emperor Kangxi!

"Qin Fei, how are you doing?"

Zhou Lu looked at him provocatively: "I know that a Lang Yaohong will definitely not be taken seriously by you, are you convinced now?"

"Lang Yaohong, who was promoted by the Kangxi imperial pen, let me see what you are fighting for!"

Regardless of the value of Langyao Hong itself, just the words "Emperor Kangxi" and the asking price of 500 million will definitely make the players on the market break their heads.

Zhou Lu looked like a victor and wanted to avenge his shame.

Tan Fei smiled.

Very calm, very frank.

"Langyaohong is indeed good. Coupled with Emperor Kangxi's promotion, it is normal for the value of this bottle to double, and we are all professionals in this business, so we must know."

"Promotions, inscriptions, seals, etc. have greatly improved the value of ancient objects in literature, this thing is good!"

"so……"

Zhou Lu elongated her tone, and looked at Muzi in the audience, he was showing off.

"Are you already admitting failure and planning to give up?"

"If you want to give up, you might as well say it, I won't make things difficult for you!"

Qin Fei laughed: "It's impossible to give up if you give up."

"Although what I have in hand is not good, I may not be a match for you, Lang Yaohong."

"Everyone, please look!"

Compared with his nonsense, Qin Fei is more direct and straightforward.

Chicken Crock Cup!
For three seconds after Qin Fei's exhibit was unveiled, the scene was silent, but it was followed by a burst of surprise.

"It turns out that the latest chicken bowl cup that was auctioned off is in his hands!"

"I didn't expect that Master Tan was also one of the collectors of the Chicken Bowl Cup!"

"Oh my god, I actually saw a chicken bowl cup, which one is this?"

The chicken bowl cup is so famous that it doesn't need an introduction at all, and a different kind of discussion has already erupted among the reporters present.

Zhou Lu was dumbfounded again.

Why does this bastard always overwhelm me!
This is a chicken bowl cup!
His eyes were all red.

In fact, there is no way to do this. After all, the chicken cup is the commanding height of the source of porcelain in the world. Langyaohong is not its opponent in terms of historical value and craftsmanship.

He lost again.

What the hell!

Zhou Lu gritted her teeth and clenched her two fists behind her back.

No, it's impossible!
Of course Zhou Lu didn't want this chicken cup to be a treasure, but just as he was about to speak, old man Zhou Wang in the audience glared at him fiercely.

Different from just now.

Few people have seen Wu Daozi's paintings just by hearing about them.

But the origin of this chicken cup is well documented.

At that time, it was only known that when the chicken bowl cup reappeared, it fell into the hands of a mysterious collector, but no one knew who the collector was.

It is understandable for Qin Fei to take out the treasure now.

With his power and ability, it is not impossible to obtain this thing quietly.

You can question it just now, but if you open your mouth now, you will be scolding yourself for being ignorant.

Of course Zhou Wang would not allow this kind of embarrassing thing to happen.

"Master Qin."

The old man Zhou Wang looked at him with emotion: "I never thought that you are the one who collects."

"Chicken cups and other items can be found in your hands."

"That's right, this old man admires, admires!"

Zhou Wang hugged him very quackly while speaking, but his words changed afterward.

"The outcome of the first match is unknown. In the second match, Master Qin will definitely win with the Chicken Bowl Cup. Now we have won two out of three rounds."

"We can only use the third treasure to determine the winner."

"Honestly, at this moment..."

Zhou Wang paused as he spoke, "I think winning or losing is not that important."

"Master Qin's collections are all rare in the world. This is a good time to broaden your horizons and not to be missed."

"Although Zhou Lu said just now, when the treasure is being fought, he will announce it first as a landlord."

"But now it seems that my ignorant grandson is embarrassing."

"For the third round, let's show it first, Master Qin. I don't think everyone has any objections?"

"Fuck!"

"You bad old man, what the hell are you!"

He had just finished speaking, and Xiao Liu, who had been suppressing the fire from the beginning, suddenly exploded on the stage, pointed at his nose, and scolded the bloody sprinkler, and the scene instantly entered a tense atmosphere...

(End of this chapter)