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Chapter 253 Goodbye Auction
Yang Yang checked the information and found that this auction house is very famous.

Every time there is an auction, many experts in antique appreciation and high-ranking rich people will be invited.

The items auctioned by this auction house are quite special, the same antiques, some are real and some are fake.

The real antiques are priceless, but the fake ones are worthless, but they can be hidden from everyone's eyes, and the ones he made are also very exquisite.

This auction must rely on everyone's eyesight.

When entering the auction, you must first sign a life-and-death agreement. No matter whether the item you bought is real or fake, it is purely voluntary and has nothing to do with the auction house. You must not find fault afterwards.

Yang Yang thought it was interesting, so he took the invitation letter and went to this Zefeng teahouse.

Sign the life and death agreement and go in.

The invitations were divided into grades, and Yang Yang got the highest grade invitation letter, which was located in the private room on the second floor.

It is said to be a private room, but in fact, the two locations are covered by a screen, which is similar to the lobby below.

It just seems mysterious.

Before the auction started, guests at each table received a card introducing all the collections in this auction.

The auction is divided into three parts. The first round of auctions is for jewelry, hairpins, rings and jade, the second round is for porcelain, calligraphy and painting, and the third round is for medicinal materials.

The environment on the second floor is good, everyone is relatively quiet, but beside Yang Yang, there are a man and a woman sitting.

The volume of two people is simply amazing.

Man: "Yaoyao, let me tell you, if you fancy something later, just tell me, as long as it is what you want, I will definitely buy it for you!"

The woman said in surprise, "Really?"

The man patted his chest: "Of course! As long as you are happy, you can talk about anything! This time my dad gave me a lot of money!"

The woman was a little embarrassed: "But, didn't uncle ask you to buy medicinal materials? Buy something for me, what will it look like?"

"What are you afraid of! My dad gave me 5000 million yuan, and this time I have enough money! A hundred thousand yuan for a broken medicinal material will do."

Yang Yang laughed outright when he heard this, it's really funny to take his father's money out to hang out.

The screen can't block the volume, and a man and a woman nearby heard it.

"Who? Why are you laughing!"

Yang Yang shook the teacup in his hand, a scent of Pu'er tea pierced his nostrils.

"It's so useless to use my father's money to pick up girls."

The man next to him rushed over immediately.

"You boy! What's your name! How dare you talk to me like that!"

"If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname, Yang Yang."

"Do you know who I am? The largest antique store in Xi'an, Song Qing's son, Song Zhong!"

"Have not heard."

Song Zhong was so angry.

"You! Turn around!" Chu Yun sat with his back to Song Zhong, not paying attention to him at all.

The movement here attracted many people, and the staff here came over immediately.

"Young Master Song, please calm down, just for Zefeng Tea House's sake, don't cause trouble here."

"I'll ask someone to deliver two pots of high-quality tea to you later."

Song Zhong glanced at the man, held back his anger, and didn't dare to vent it.

He knew that this auction house was backed by big shots, and even his father was afraid of it.

If they cause trouble here, not only will they be kicked out by the auction house, but they will no longer be able to do antique business in the whole country.

There have been such examples before, and now that the staff member is here, it is equivalent to a warning.

Song Zhong snorted coldly: "Let go of you now."

"This way please."

Song Zhong returned to his seat.

"I'm sorry Mr. Yang, the hospitality is not good, the good tea will be delivered later."

Yang Yang nodded, but didn't say anything.

but.

He did not promise to let Song Zhong go.

A waiter here is so tactful, and he dismissed such an arrogant and domineering rich second generation with just a few words. This teahouse is not easy!

To rectify Song Zhong, the only way to do it is during the auction.

"Everyone! Welcome to the auction at Zefeng Tea House. All the collection lists for this auction are in your hands."

"This auction is still an old rule. Some of the collections are real and some are fake."

"There is a tablet in front of each desktop, and when each collection comes out, it will display a picture of the collection in all directions without dead ends."

"Everyone conducts the auction according to their own judgment."

"Please list our first collection today."

"Golden silk phoenix jade hairpin, something from the Qing Dynasty, made by royal craftsmen, the starting price is 20, and the price is raised by [-] each time."

The phoenix hairpins of the Qing Dynasty were all brought by the queen, or they were rewarded by the emperor to his concubine.

Made by the royal craftsman himself, the degree of exquisiteness and value are very high.

Everyone watched on the tablet.

Yang Yang glanced at it. The phoenix hairpin looked intricately crafted, with precious stones engraved on it.

It's a pity that it's a fake, but the gold and precious stones on it are real. It's really good to play with a fake one for the first collection.

At this time, he heard the people next to him talking.

"Yaoyao, how about I buy this hairpin for you? Since the emperor gave it to the queen, I will give it to you..."

"For such an expensive hairpin, forget it."

"Oh! I said give it to you, so I will give it to you!"

Song Zhong thought to himself, it was my dad's money anyway, he has 2000 million now!What are you afraid of.

"Then is this really Qingchao's?"

Song Zhong took a closer look. His family made antiques, and he didn't know how to appreciate antiques. In order not to embarrass himself in front of the people he liked, he said: "This is absolutely true. Look at the luster and workmanship."

"25 million!"

"Okay, Mr. Song 25!"

"Is there any price increase!"

"26 million!"

"27 million!"

Song Zhong: "30!"

Yang Yang: "40!"

Song Zhong on the side heard this, how could he bear it, he dared to grab my things!
Hastily raised the bidding card in his hand: "50!"

"55 million!"

"60 million!"

It was already a bit of a loss for this hairpin to exceed 50 yuan. Seeing this situation, the others did not make any further bids, and they all watched Yang Yang and Song Zhong speculate on who would win.

"100 million!"

Song Zhong gritted his teeth and shouted 100 million directly.

Yang Yang didn't continue to shoot.

finally.

Song Zhong successfully photographed a fake golden phoenix hairpin for 100 million.

"Hmph! Grab something from me! It's mine in the end!"

In the eyes of insiders, Song Zhong lost at least 90 yuan. After all, this is not something from the Qing Dynasty.

But no one said anything.

This effect is what Yang Yang wants, as long as Song Zhong has the idea of ​​competing with Yang Yang, then he will succeed.

Next.

Yang Yang is about to give full play to his treasure appraising ability.

There are very few people who can tell whether an antique is real or fake directly from the picture.

In this well-known shareholder auction, there are also quite a few.

(End of this chapter)