Chapter 27
She hadn't finished speaking, but when she saw Feng Wei's treacherous smile, she suddenly realized something and stopped talking.

"...1000 million for the third time! Deal!" The auctioneer on the stage was extremely excited.

Soon, the staff sent the Xuande furnace to Feng Feng's table together with the sheepskin cover, but this time, he seemed to be hesitant.

After paying, he suddenly came to Huang Lu: "Sister Huang, how about selling that stove to you for 200 million?"

"What? Don't you have enough pocket money?" Huang Lu joked at the side: "I don't dare to ask for such an expensive Xuande furnace!"

"Actually... the main reason is that it's too expensive!" Feng Wei said with a smile: "If all the things on your table are sold in a package for 500 million, Mr. Huang should still consider it!"

"Tch! That's a beautiful idea!" Feng Feng looked angrily. The amount of funds that his family allowed him to use was only 500 million. In the end, he spent all of it in an auction. It seemed a little troublesome to go back!
"The Xuande stove alone is more than 1000 million!" Feng Feng squinted at the two of them: "You really don't want it? Then I'll find someone else!"

"If it's the real Xuande furnace, even if Mr. Huang doesn't want it, I will bid!" Feng Wei still smiled all over his face: "But it's an imitation!
"What?" Feng Feng slammed his head, and rushed to his table with a pale face, and said a few words to the staff who were in charge of packing. Soon, the table was full of people.

"Let's go and have a look too?" Feng Wei turned his head and smiled at Huang Lu, and the two rushed forward.

"Do you dare to auction off fakes?" At this time, the high school student was yelling at the staff member angrily.

According to his family's conditions, 1000 million is not a big amount, but this young master is not the owner of the family, 500 million is considered to have drained his own small coffers, if it is true, he will be poor for a few years... …

"I'm sorry, sir!" The staff member was very polite: "Purchasing antiques involves certain risks, but this collection has been inspected by several of our appraisers and is definitely authentic from the Ming Dynasty..."

"what happened?"

Just as Feng Feng was arguing with the staff, Zhang Zheng had already rushed to the front.

"Mr. Zhang, this gentleman said that this collection is fake!" The staff opened the sheepskin cover, revealing the Xuande furnace inside.

Feng Feng's face was full of anger at this time: "Uncle Zhang, how do you sell fakes at your auction?"

"How can this be a fake!" Zhang Zhengqi said: "It's the Ming Xuande stove!"

"He said it!" Feng Feng pointed to Feng Wei who was watching the fun.

"Xiao Feng?" Zhang Zheng was surprised: "You said he was fake?"

"I said it was an imitation!" Feng Wei smiled: "I didn't say it wasn't real!"

Feng Feng seemed to want to say something else, Feng Wei went on to explain: "Look at this one, made by Wu Bangzuo, an official of the Ministry of Industry Supervision in the fifth year of Xuande in the Ming Dynasty, the authentic Xuande stove actually refers to the batch in the third year of Xuande, which should be It was imitated in the later period. At that time, the wind-milled copper materials were no longer available..."

In fact, the Xuande stove was not only imitated by later generations, but also had many imitations at that time.Because Xuanzong of the Ming Dynasty collected red copper from all over the world, added more than ten kinds of precious metals such as gold and silver, and refined it six times to obtain more than [-] kilograms of "wind-milled copper" and cast three thousand copper furnaces.

Only these [-] pieces are considered to be authentic Xuande stoves.

In the next few years, although there were several batches, because the wind-milled copper was not enough, it could only be replaced by brass. Although the style is exquisite, it is no longer a real Xuande furnace.

"A stove like this!" Feng Wei held up the copper stove and said, "Although it can be called the Xuande stove, but the value is at most just over two million yuan, no matter how high it is... that's a personal hobby..."

"What?" The high school student felt his blood rushing up, pointed at Feng Wei and cursed, "You fucked me up!"

"Huh? That's right!" Zhang Zheng, who already knew the whole story over there, couldn't help but interject: "Xiao Feng, why are you here to bid? Does your dad know about this?"

He just watched coldly, how could he not know about Feng Feng's participation in the auction.

Feng Feng is a brat who takes advantage of his family's wealth and acts unscrupulously. He has long been in the circle and is hated by everyone. Feng Tao and him have a good relationship.

This time he jumped into the pit by himself, Zhang Zheng made up his mind to stand on the sidelines, so naturally he would not help, but said to Mui from the side: "It's not bad for young people to have hobbies, not to mention that this stove is not without collection value... …”

"Me!" Feng Feng was furious, but he didn't dare to continue the fight. Zhang Zheng knew his father. If he sued him, he would not have a good life this year...

"Well, Uncle Zhang... these things... can you help me deal with them?" Father's scolding is a trivial matter, if you really want to collect them all back, you will have to live in poverty for a long time...

"This..." Zhang Zheng was helpless when he heard the words, he didn't expect that the matter would hit him again, and he only scolded the kid in his heart as a bastard.

If the original price had been lower, 400-1000 million would have been fine. But now it is more than 500 million. No matter how you look at it, it is a loss. Now that the transaction is successful, the original owner will definitely not agree to refund the money. Even if another auction is organized, it is impossible to have such a loss. After thinking about it for a while, considering the relationship between Feng Feng's family, Zhang Zheng finally said: "If I leave it to me, it will be about [-] million at most..."

"Ah?" Feng Feng became anxious when he heard this: "How can this work? I spent a total of 500 million just now!"

Zhang Zheng looked at the antiques on the table, and scolded in his heart: "You bought blindly, who can blame you!" But he just smiled and said: "No way, the highest price is this..."

He was talking, but looked at Huang Lu.

The chairman saw it clearly just now, and knew that she and Feng Wei were bidding with Feng Feng together, although it was not a price gouging...

Um!To be honest, it's Feng Feng himself who is pushing him up, but for his father's sake, he has to smooth things over.Immediately smiled and said: "Mr. Huang, your side..."

"We can bid 800 million to buy this collection..." Huang Lu smiled: "Xiaofeng can be considered my younger brother after all, and the auction house over there also needs..."

"Sister, is 1000 million okay?" Seeing that the situation is not good, Feng Feng no longer cared about his fighting spirit, and directly pretended to be pitiful: "At least give me a hand..."

He raised his eyes and saw Feng Wei's eyebrows curled up next to him, and he became even more anxious: "Sister, I promise I won't trouble you again in the future, so please do me a favor..."

This kid can change his face faster than turning the pages of a book. Huang Lu sighed: "Okay, let's make the price 1000 million!"

(End of this chapter)

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