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Master Wang had already talked about this, and Zhang Yang couldn't refuse easily, so he followed Wang Jianye to the VIP room.

This was Zhang Yang's first time seeing a real auction. The VIP room was on the second floor. It was mainly used to view the auction items and make decisions.

The people who actually participated in the auction process were all downstairs, sitting in three rows. Everyone had a phone in their left hand to communicate with the outside world, and their right hand was ready to hold a sign at any time.

These are auction brokers who earn a hard-earned income.

The first item on the lot is of course Zhang Yang’s [Qing Xianfeng - Pastel Lotus Lotus Pattern Square Flower Pot - Six Character Regular Script].

The starting price given on the big screen is 100,000, with a single increase of 1,000.

"Now, let's start bidding."

As the host dropped the hammer, an agent immediately raised his sign.

"8428, one hundred thousand and one thousand."

"7529, 110,000? Okay, just increase it to 110,000."

"3562, 120,000!"

Watching the numbers on the big screen keep rising, Zhang Yang felt happy.

He thought to himself: The average monthly salary for an undergraduate in the history department of Linhai University is only 5,000 a year after graduation. It only took him a few days to earn his salary for the next two years in one fell swoop.

So cool!

No wonder so many people take desperate risks, dreaming of getting rich overnight from antiques, but it turns out that money comes in too fast in the antiques business.

At this time, the Wang family's agent on the first floor looked up at his employer, as if asking: Didn't we say we wanted to get this pastel porcelain before? Why hasn't there been any movement?

In fact, Wang Jianye wanted to quote a price early on, but as soon as his hand touched the phone, Wang Guosheng stopped him with a cane.

"What's the hurry? Let those who are not determined take the initiative to get out first."

Wang Jianye retracted his hand and looked at Zhang Yang with an awkward smile on his face.

Zhang Yang touched his nose, pretended not to see it, and continued to stare out the window.

When the price reached 150,000 yuan and there was only one bidder left, Wang Jianye took action. He said to the agent on the other end of the phone: "170,000 yuan."

Downstairs, plate number 5501 was immediately raised.

"5501, please repeat it again... Okay, 170,000."

"Is there any higher offer than 170,000 yuan? 170,000 yuan once..."

"3562, are you sure? Okay, two hundred thousand!"

The number on the screen suddenly jumped to "200,000."

"Follow!" Wang Jianye said firmly into the phone.

"5501, two hundred and ten thousand."

Zhang Yang turned around and glanced at Wang's uncle and nephew. The price of 200,000 yuan was a bit too high. What did you mean by increasing it?

Seemingly seeing the confusion in Zhang Yang's eyes, Wang Jianye explained with some satisfaction:

"At the end of this year, there will be an exchange meeting on pastel porcelain in Europe. We can make a small profit by changing hands."

"This is our Hailin Museum's unique approach. These people below don't understand."

"That's it." Zhang Yang nodded and continued to look back at the big screen.

He now begins to hope that this number 3562 must continue to bid!

Anyway, the Wang family seems destined to win.

Give it to me hard.

"3562, two hundred and fifty thousand!"

"5501, two hundred and sixty thousand!"

"3562, three hundred thousand!"

"Oh~" People at the scene exclaimed at the quotation. Wang Jianye also hesitated and looked at his uncle.

Master Wang nodded.

"Let's keep following."

"5501, three hundred and ten thousand!"

"3562, three hundred and fifty thousand!"

"5501, three hundred and sixty thousand!"

"3562, four hundred thousand!"

This time, Master Wang failed to nod his head.

"Congratulations to 3562, for winning the No. 1 lot at a price of 400,000!"

The atmosphere in Wang's private room was a little awkward for a while.

The bidding failed on the first item that came up, and the owner of the item was right in front of them. The Wang family was somewhat embarrassed.

Master Wang was still experienced and spoke first to congratulate Zhang Yang:

"Congratulations to Zhang Xiaoyou, it's a pity that we are not destined."

"Thank you, Master Wang. The price is a bit beyond my expectation." Zhang Yang answered honestly.

"This is what makes people with good vision so powerful." Master Wang did not hesitate to praise him at all.

In fact, at this point in the auction, it has nothing to do with Zhang Yang.

But since you’re here, it doesn’t hurt to watch a show for a while.

Zhang Yang was bored and kept looking at the "item information" of each lot, wondering if there was anything missing that he could pick up.

I didn't see it, but when I got to the 81st lot, I discovered the fake.

“Lot No. 81, [Northern Song Dynasty Cizhou kiln plum vase with black flowers on white ground].”

"Starting price: 600,000."

"5501, seven hundred thousand!"

This time, it was Wang Jianye who took the lead and raised the price to 700,000.

Zhang Yang probably knew what he was planning.

In the eyes of other buyers, although the buyer behind 5501 had a bad start, he subsequently won several lots with a total value of more than one million, which shows that the buyer has a strong financial background.

However, 5501 had previously increased the price by ten thousand to ten thousand, but this time it increased by an unprecedented one hundred thousand, which is enough to show that this [Cizhou Plum Vase] is destined to be obtained.

In this way, many people who join in the fun feel that there is no need to bid.

But there are always people who don't care about these twists and turns.

"3562, 710,000!"

The buyer who had previously competed with the Wang family for Zhang Yang's lot was silent for most of the time, and then took action again.

Only this time, it became 3562 and increased little by little.

Watching the amount of money on the big screen change little by little, Zhang Yang's brows gradually wrinkled into the character "Chuan".

"Name: Cizhou Kiln Plum Vase"

"Material: Green Earth"

"Production date: 1920"

"Detailed information: Modern imitations of Cizhou kilns of the Northern Song Dynasty, the craftsmanship and materials are almost the same as the original ones, with slight differences in details."

Sure enough, auction houses also sell fakes!

When Zhang Yang was confused, Wang Jianye had already pushed the price to 850,000 with buyer 3562.

Zhang Yang thought for a while and realized that Wang's nephew was pretty good. At least when he was dealing with him, he had nothing to criticize.

With a little effort, it seems that it can help:

"Master Wang, is there something wrong with this plum bottle?"

"Ah?" Wang Guosheng looked at Zhang Yang in surprise.

Wang Jianye was more direct, covering the phone and saying to Zhang Yang: "This is impossible, my uncle has already slapped him in the eyes."

For an auction like this, Wang Guosheng, as the legal person of Hailin Museum, the largest private museum in the area, paid a deposit in advance to participate in this auction, so he naturally had the opportunity to see the items in advance.

Even though I was looking through the glass, I could still see everything closely.

But this time, Zhang Yang was sure that Master Wang had overturned.

What happened if your uncle saw it?

I’ve even seen it!

Although he thought so in his heart, what Zhang Yang said was:

"Maybe I saw it wrong."

For the sake of indirectly helping them sell things, I would like to remind you that they have already done their best.

"Yeah." Wang Jianye nodded and muttered: "Uncle's vision is recognized."

He studied economics when he was studying abroad. After his parents passed away, he returned home and inherited the museum. He had the confidence to enter an industry that he had barely been involved in before because he had the support of his uncle.

A nationally renowned treasure appraiser, has he misjudged every piece of Cizhou kiln? impossible.

Wang Guosheng's reaction was different from his nephew's.

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, the old man was very cautious and stared at the plum vase on the screen, his eyes gradually narrowed.

He said to Wang Jianye: "Jianye, take pictures of the things first."

Then he looked at Zhang Yang: "Zhang Xiaoyou, you are right. This is indeed a later imitation. I was wrong."

"Then you still want to..."

"Hahaha, it's okay. I can ask the auction house to return the fake one, but the buyer of 3562 may not be able to. Besides, didn't he also buy something from you? Let's do him a favor."

Master Wang looked at Zhang Yang, and the smile on his face became brighter.