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[This big man in the antique circle of Sucheng admires them in his heart. He feels that he is already the ceiling in Sucheng, but facing these big men, he still admires and respects them in his heart. ]

[He dreams that he can also become like them. ]

It turns out that this old man also has people who envy him.

It seems that no matter what industry, being able to mix into the Beijing circle is not only about strength, but also can improve your status a lot.

The most important thing is that your network will also undergo earth-shaking changes.

No wonder everyone wants to develop in Beijing. Lin Feng now understands a little bit.

Just these experts from Yanjing, that kind of attitude is not something that ordinary people can approach.

And ordinary people don’t dare to approach them. That kind of oppression will make people feel inferior.

"Everyone, welcome to this appraisal meeting today. These five experts from Yanjing are all leading figures in the antique circle."

"We welcome the leader of this team, Mr. Zheng Shanchuan, to speak."

As soon as the host finished speaking, the old man in blue took the microphone. After scanning the surroundings, his face remained calm.

Lin Feng could tell at a glance that the old man looked down on the people here. ,

A forced attitude.

But the people here showed admiration and excitement, just like the fans chasing stars in the entertainment circle.

"I'm very happy to come to Suzhou. Our team will stay for three days this time. We will mainly identify antiques and purchase antiques within a reasonable range."

"The antique circle is becoming more and more withered now. It has passed the development period. Most of the good things have been collected by people."

"But the more this happens, the more it tests everyone's eyesight. The main purpose of our trip is to protect some objects of historical value and purchase them within a reasonable range."

"For three days, I hope this trip can be fruitful. Our five Yanjing professionals will provide free evaluations and reasonable prices for everyone."

The old man was reading the script throughout the whole scene, his expression was calm, without any waves.

But the guests who participated in the exhibition this time showed admiration.

They took out the things they brought for identification.

This is a rare opportunity. Even if the identification result is worthless, it doesn't matter. It's an honor to let the experts judge.

Lin Feng stood outside the crowd calmly. If he didn't move, Chen Dashan didn't dare to move.

Chen Dashan didn't move, and Chu Jianglong and Wang Xuelin didn't seem to want to move either.

"Teacher, what do you think of these experts?"

Lin Feng asked calmly.

Chen Dashan said pretentiously: "They think highly of themselves and take advantage of their seniority."

These eight words made Wang Xuelin's face suddenly change.

He is an insider and knows the strength of these people, especially Zheng Shanchuan, who is a master and a national archaeologist.

"Master, please speak a little more gently."

"Mr. Wang, it doesn't matter. I am not from the antique circle. I am just a destined person who helps my apprentice find Buddhist scriptures. If you are afraid that I will implicate you, you can act separately."

Chu Jianglong smiled and said: "Master, you are right, but Mr. Wang is an insider and will have some concerns, but I am not a person from the circle either. This old man's face is really annoying."

Wang Xuelin was stunned and felt a little embarrassed.

But soon he thought of Chen Dashan's strength.

Zheng Shanchuan is highly respected, but antique appraisal is ultimately a human category, but Chen Dashan is different.

This is a rare person. If you miss it, you may never find such a person again in your life.

He decided to take a gamble and follow Chen Dashan this time.

"Mr. Chu is right. If it weren't in Sucheng, I might not lose to them. Why should I be afraid?"

Lin Feng's self-control is still very good, otherwise he would have laughed a long time ago.

These big guys are more funny than each other.

In the end, strength is respected.

Chen Dashan didn't say anything. A group of people stood outside the crowd and watched these big guys appraise the treasure. ,

"This incense burner is from the Qing Dynasty, but it is too worn out. It is worth at most 1 million yuan."

'The blue and white porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty is real, but the patterns on it are worn out. The intact one is worth 5 million yuan, and this one can only be sold for 2 million yuan. '

"Your ancient sword is from the Warring States Period, but the scabbard is damaged. We can offer 1.5 million for it."

"Qianlong Tongbao of the Qing Dynasty, 5,000 for each one, we can take all of these."

Five old men are appraising treasures, and their abilities are indeed very strong.

Some objects can be identified as real or fake by just a glance, and can be quoted by touching them.

A group of people are very excited, and many people intend to sell to these experts after hearing the quotes.

After all, they are official people, so they are safer.

However, at this time, Lin Feng stared at them, his eyes full of contempt.

Sure enough, there are routines everywhere.

These people thought they had got the most suitableThe reasonable prices are actually all scams.

[Qing Dynasty Incense Burner, Value: 2 million]

[Yuan Dynasty Blue and White Porcelain, Value: 7 million]

[Ancient Sword of the Warring States Period, Value: 4 million]

[Qing Dynasty Qianlong Bulletin, Value: 50,000]

The prices of these things were reported by experts several times lower, and some were even more than dozens of times lower.

That's fine, but they are obviously scamming people like swindlers, but they still have to be sanctimonious and high-handed, which is really disgusting.

There is no difference between them and Yue Buqun.

But it's disgusting, but today's Buddhist scriptures still have to be published.

These people have scammed so many antiques, and they will have to teach them a good lesson in a few days.

With a glance from Li Neng, Zhang Song immediately understood.

He took out the box and walked towards several experts.

"Make way, make way, I want to identify something."

"Who are you? Don't you have to queue up to identify something?"

"Young man, you have no manners at all."

"Go to the back and queue up."

Zhang Song was unmoved. With Lin Feng's support, he was not panicked at all.

Zheng Shanchuan frowned and said coldly: "Who are you? So rude? Who gave you the invitation?"

"Mr. Zheng, you have come from afar. The antique circle in Suzhou is very depressed. It's boring to always look at those crooked things. You should look at my things."

He put the box on the table and opened it.

This action attracted the attention of many people.

The onlookers gathered together and found that it was the group that had just clashed with Yuan Gang.

"Fuck, it's this group of people again. What kind of people are they? They are really good at making trouble."

"Wang Xuelin, the master of Suzhou Antique Street, and that one is Chen Banxian, who has become very popular recently."

"Forget it, these two people are not the main ones. He is the source of confidence."

Everyone looked at Chu Jianglong, who watched the development of the situation calmly without any intention of leaving. It was obvious that he stood with this group of people.

Zheng Shanchuan frowned and looked at the yellow cloth-like object in the box. Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and a trace of doubt appeared in the depths of his pupils, as if he had seen something unexpected.