Live broadcast antique city, others will miss your wholesale?

Chapter 12 Three million?What about priceless?

[Just tell me how much it is, so that I can give up. 】

[The previous one, you still want to buy it? 】

[Can't you?can't i afford itI don't even lick the lid when I drink yogurt, am I proud? 】

【……sorry! 】

[Leziren, get out, this Boss Yu has something, and he doesn't need Baidu to quote scriptures. 】

[I hate this kind of people who are richer and more educated than me. 】

[Let's talk about how much this plate is, shall we? 】

……

Su Bai was dazzled for a while, a huge amount of bullet screens poured out, and he was about to suffer from trypophobia.

In the end, just remember "how much money".

"Boss Yu."

Su Bai shook his phone, "The fans in the live broadcast room are all asking how much is this thing?

or,

You give an estimate. "

"Then make an estimate." Yu Qingqian looked at the plate and said: "Ming Wanli blue and white baby play plate, a treasure handed down from generation to generation, perfect, there is no problem with 50 or more, if you meet someone you like, or go up for an auction, 7, 80 It's not impossible."

"Xiao Su, what do you think?"

Su Bai nodded, and reported the valuation of the glasses: "60, almost."

Yu Qingqian looked like a hero, then looked at the other three blue and white cups, bowls, and bottles,

After hesitating for a while, he said eagerly, "Why don't I tell the audience in your live broadcast room?"

Su Bai suppressed a smile and nodded, "Tell me about it."

There is no doubt that Boss Yu Qingqian Yu is addicted to being a good teacher, or it is the first time he appears under the camera, and he is a little bit excited.

After getting Su Bai's consent, he first picked up the blue and white cup and held it in his hand. The lip of the cup just pressed against his tiger's mouth, giving people a feeling of being firmly grasped.

Boss Yu said, "Do you know what kind of device this is?"

"This is called a pressing cup."

"It is said in "Tao Shuo" that the mouth is bent, the hand is held, and the mouth is pressed against the hand, hence the name."

Su Bai glanced at the test results of the glasses:
[Item: Ming Wanli Blue and White Cup with Wrapped Branches]

【…】

[Value: 50 million]

At the same time, there is also a bullet screen full of question marks:
[Police sorghum?I want to call the police, someone is pretending here! 】

[Chicken and duck talk, yes, I am that uneducated duck. 】

[Is Boss Yu mentioning that Tao said for the second time, is this book famous?Isn't this porcelain? 】

【Woooooh, my Chinese teacher died early...】

Su Bai suppressed a smile, and explained to the live broadcast room: "Simply speaking, when the cup is squeezed in the hand, the part of the cup that rolls out just presses the tiger's mouth."

"This is an innovative vessel in the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty. It is simple and honest, and it was exclusively for the royal family in the early days."

"Cold knowledge, in ancient times we didn't really distinguish pottery and porcelain. Many books about porcelain were named 'pottery'."

Yu Qingqian gave Su Bai a thumbs up, and then picked up the blue and white bowl: "This bowl is beautiful, everyone, look, this is the pattern of twining branches, this is the pattern of lotus."

"Exquisite, 60 high-quality goods."

"This bottle is amazing. Everyone knows the shape of this bottle. It has a curled mouth, a thin neck, a hanging belly, and round feet. It is a classic jade pot spring bottle."

"This jade pot and spring vase with flower and butterfly patterns in Huiqing material is a rare boutique. It is possible to bid seven figures if it is put up for auction or if you meet someone you like."

As Su Bai listened, he confirmed the results of the system's detection, combined with the knowledge of antique appraisal (Natural Art Level I), he felt quite rewarding:

[Item: Ming Wanli blue and white bowl with lotus pattern]

【…】

[Value: 65 million. 】

……

[Item: Ming Wanli blue and white butterfly pattern jade pot spring bottle]

【…】

[Value: 80 million]

When Yu Qingqian picked up one, he praised it twice, commented on it, and estimated its value. Generally speaking, it was not far from the result detected by the system.

Su Bai couldn't help but feel admiration when he heard the back, and thought:
"Boss Yu, the antique appraisal must be at least Naturalist III level?"

Netizens in the live broadcast room only cared about the price, and used words to send out "take a breath" in the barrage:

[Hiss, let me count, 60+50+80+65, this is 300 million less, this is still a small talk. 】

[Hey, Yaoshou, and the jade bergamot hand of Qianlong Gong, it is also worth tens of thousands. 】

【呵, I bet, our beloved anchor Su Shen will sell that Luoshizi box chair together, and the extra ten thousand is not too much, asking is just a "story". 】

[Heh, no one has discovered the wisdom of mortals?These things look like a set. 】

[Ah, I found out, especially bowls and cups, didn't you hear what Boss Yu said, they are all tangled branches, they really look like a set. 】

【…】

Su Bai looked at it and was greatly inspired. He looked at Boss Yu who took out his mobile phone to take pictures of cups, bowls, plates, and bottles, as well as group photos, and followed the temptation:
"Boss Yu, haven't you noticed? These are handed down masterpieces, and there are faint signs of a complete set."

"At the time of Daming Wanli, who was most likely to use it?"

Yu Qingqian blurted out: "Of course it is for the emperor."

"Uh……"

Immediately, he came to his senses and looked at Su Bai: "It's really not impossible. Such a nearly complete set of official kiln porcelain handed down from generation to generation may really be a treasure for the imperial court."

"Xiao Su, what you mean is that when you make a move, publicize it here."

Su Bai nodded.

Yu Qingqian said in surprise: "Wait, Xiao Su, are you going to sell these four treasures?"

Su Bai then nodded, and said calmly: "Of course, I am a professional collector, not a collector. If there are good things, as long as the price is right, of course I will sell them."

"I have to trouble Boss Yu."

Yu Qingqian said with a smile on his face: "Don't bother, don't bother, this is to give me a good face and a reputation for my Wanxuanzhai."

"It's too rare to see such a wide-opening treasure handed down from generation to generation. My old friends should be very happy. Just wait a moment, and I will contact you right away."

Su Bai stretched out his hand to stop Boss Yu, and reminded: "Boss Yu, remember to emphasize their origins. The story behind the leaks is, after all, opened from the old court box chairs that have been dusty for decades. of."

Yu Qingqian looked at Su Bai with a complicated expression, and said after a long time: "I know, I heard you said that antiques are stories, and stories are money."

In the live broadcast room, netizens happily posted barrage:

【I knew that God Su would not let go of too many opportunities to make money. 】

[Hey, anchor, don't you admit to copying barrage? ! 】

[I just like Su Shen's unpretentious appearance, just to make money. 】

[Even the story has to be sold for a fortune, as expected of a professional leak picker, Su Shen. 】

Yu Qingqian touched his chin and said, "When telling a story, how many years do you have to say?"

"It's true that the box chairs of the dynasty belonged to the Republic of China, but it was 30 years ago when Laogou took out the pawnshop..."

When he was in trouble, Su Bai reached out to pick up the old newspaper that had been wrapped around the blue and white porcelain, unfolded it for a look, and then lit it up in front of Yu Qingqian.

It was a "Dazhong Daily" on May 1987, 5, and the headline was "China's giant panda meets New York audience for the first time".

"It seems to be the treasure received by the severely punished pawnshop owner 30 years ago."

Yu Qingqian felt a little regretful that it was not the Republic of China, and couldn't sell the story of "a hundred years of dust, and once the leak is rediscovered", then he laughed and said: "With these old newspapers wrapped, let me tell the story of you, Xiao Su, and sell it for 300 million Shouldn't be a problem."

Hearing the number "300 million",
Su Bai was overjoyed first, then stunned, suddenly his heart skipped a beat:

"its not right!"

"What about the priceless orphan?"

(End of this chapter)