Appreciation of treasures

Chapter 42
Zhao Gang didn't stand up, he didn't know what the origin of this man was, he couldn't bow to others.

The young master Duan behind him also didn't get up, it seems that the status of this young master should be higher than that of Lai Scar!

The man saw that there were two people at the scene who did not get up. One was Master Duan, and the other was indeed a stranger. Master Duan, he would never dare to let others bow to him.

But the other student doesn't know the rules here?

"This little brother looks a little strange, I don't know which fairy it is? I'm sorry, what's the name of the little brother?"

Seeing Lai Ertou talking to him first, Zhao Gang got up, gave his name and sat down again.

His name, Lai Ertou, has never been heard of, and Lai Ertou is a little angry about his behavior.

"I don't know who called you?"

The implication of this sentence is to find out the details of the other party. If the other party has no power or power, then I am afraid it will be unlucky.

"This is the treasure appraiser I called, do you have any objections?"

Before Zhao Gang could continue speaking, Young Master Duan behind him stood up early and said to Lai Ertou.

Hearing that Mr. Duan called the person, Lai Ertou hurriedly waved his hands, how dare he offend a big shot?

"Mr. Duan was joking. It turns out that he is in your hands. No wonder I think Yushu is facing the wind and is extraordinary."

This person really didn't write a draft when he was telling lies. Just now he clearly saw that he was very upset, but now he praised himself for his extraordinary appearance.

Lai Ertou's performance made Zhao Gang look down on him a little bit. Lai Ertou walked slowly to the center of the crowd, and he looked at the people in front of him.

"Thanks to everyone's love, I am very happy to come to our auction today, and I hope everyone can gain something here today."

The first item to be auctioned was a calligraphy and painting, which was too obviously fake, so no one cared about it. Zhao Gang also tried his best to look at the calligraphy and painting, and there was no halo in the slightest.

He shook his head to Young Master Duan beside him, even if he didn't shake his head to kill Young Master, he wouldn't buy this calligraphy and painting.

The first product collapsed on the stage, and no one paid any attention to it. Lai Ertou cleared his throat in embarrassment.

"It seems that everyone doesn't like this calligraphy and painting, but it doesn't matter, we still have the next treasure."

Then there was an inkstone, the inkstone looked plain, without exquisite carvings, and even the place where the ink was placed in the middle of the inkstone was very smooth.

But Zhao Gang could see that the inkstone was unusual, the center of the inkstone exuded a halo of seven colors, and on top of the halo of seven colors, there was a faint layer of white light.

This thing looked a bit like Mr. Huang's vase, and the inkstone instantly caught Zhao Gang's attention.

Perhaps because he noticed something different about Zhao Gang, Mr. Duan also straightened up, and then walked to the middle of the items to watch.

Mr. Duan and Zhao Gang stepped forward together. Zhao Gang observed the inkstone carefully, but the people around him were not optimistic.

"Mr. Zhao, what do you think of this thing?"

Zhao Gang nodded his head, which meant that he could buy it, and now it was Mr. Duan's turn to be a little uncertain.

To say that my appreciation of antiques may not be superb, but I have seen the most basic antiques, this inkstone is too plain, I am afraid the price will not be too high!
After reading it, everyone sat back in their seats. It seems that today's auction is not satisfactory, and there are no special items.

"A piece of inkstone is worth [-] yuan, and the price will increase by [-] every time you raise a sign."

But no one moved at the scene. Everyone just quietly observed the movements of the people around them.

"Mr. Zhao, why don't you buy a piece and try it?"

Zhao Gang thought that Mr. Duan would take a picture of this object, but he didn't expect that Mr. Duan didn't care too much.

Since everyone doesn't want to change hands at five thousand and eight, they should be able to make some money, so Zhao Gang also raised the price increase card in his hand.

"This gentleman bid five thousand and nine, is there anything higher than five thousand and nine?"

No one raised the price increase sign, but there was booing.

"Young people are indeed young people, and it is also a good thing to gain experience and lessons."

"Little brother, this thing of yours is quite expensive to buy. This is obviously an ordinary inkstone. If you go to a stationery store to buy it, it may cost more than ten yuan."

"Mr. Duan, it seems that the treasure appraiser you hired is of average experience."

Duan Gongzi looked at the people around him a little angrily, and then his eyes fell on the antique boss viciously.

The boss wiped the sweat from his forehead, and tugged at Zhao Gang's sleeve.

"You don't make money and you don't want others to make money. What's the reason? If you want this thing, you can bid up the price, and if you don't want it, it will be mine."

But he never thought that Zhao Gang's tone was so firm, as if the treasure had already told him that it was a good one, and he was bound to get it.

It was also the first time Lai Ertou had seen such a confident guy. This thing had been in his hands for a long time, as if it had been smashed into his hands.

He was also anxious to sell, so he asked loudly: "Is there any price increase? If not, then the price will belong to the little brother."

No one spoke for a long time, and it looked like the rest of the people were not optimistic about this inkstone.

Just when the hammer in Lai Ertou's hand was about to fall.A voice sounded from the corner.

"6000 dollars."

Everyone was startled by the sound, and turned their heads to look, only to see Boss Zhang, who often shows off the limelight in the antique market, holding up the price increase card in his hand and shouting loudly.

Everyone lowered their heads and shook their heads. Everyone had heard about the festival between Boss Zhang and Zhao Gang, but they desperately auctioned off a worthless thing for this festival.

I'm afraid it's not a wise move, but the boss doesn't seem to care, he looks at Zhao Gang in high spirits.

Zhao Gang read a message from his eyes, that is, Boss Zhang must take a picture of this object. In fact, if it was changed to something else, Zhao Gang would definitely give it to him.

But he had never seen this thing before, and the master was also very interested in it. He took a picture of it and gave it to the old man, treating it as a apprenticeship ceremony.

Thinking of this, Zhao Gang raised the sign in his hand again.

"Six thousand five!"

Unexpectedly, the price increase this time would be [-] yuan. The smoke from the two sides was burning, and it was not a good item anyway. It was good to see the excitement.

With such thoughts in mind, everyone stopped talking and watched Zhao Gang and Boss Zhang bargaining with each other.

Lai Ertou didn't expect that there would be such a turning point in this matter. He looked at the two parties happily, thinking that he would make a quick move on the inkstone.

Now it seems that it may still sell for a good price.

"Boss Zhang, do you want to increase the price?"

Boss Zhang lowered his head and pondered for a while, then raised his head and raised the sign in his hand.

"Seven thousand!"

(End of this chapter)