Live broadcast antique city, others will miss your wholesale?

Chapter 7 Antique Appraisal (Natural Art Level I)
"90000?"

"can!"

Su Bai answered immediately, took out his mobile phone, "Give me the payment code, old man."

When Lao Gou walked to the booth and showed the payment code next to Su Bai, he was still a little stunned, as if he didn't expect that the transaction would be so straightforward.

While waiting to collect the money, he couldn't help but ask, "Is it so profitable to be an anchor now?"

Su Bai nodded seriously: "It's quite profitable, the old man plans to switch jobs again?"

Lao Gou shook his head: "Old man, I can't turn."

Su Bai glanced at the high stool that Old Gou was sitting on and the old sheepskin covering it, and asked, "Master, I've filled up the entire booth, and I'll take your seat later, and we'll draw a lottery for the fans."

"The sheepskin and chair, don't I need to count the money for you?"

Su Bai entered the number of 90000, his hand was hanging on the screen, and the transfer has not been confirmed yet.

The old dog stretched his neck, watched eagerly, and said indifferently: "No, just pat your butt and leave."

"The stools are made of firewood, and the sheepskin is old and torn. They are all 80 yuan, and they are included in the booth."

"Okay, the money and the goods are settled, you check it."

Su Bai transferred the money decisively.

"received."

Lao Gou first showed joy on his face, and then felt lost.

"It's been 30 years, so it's time to retire?"

Lao Gou looked at the booth, saw the seat where he had sat on his buttocks for decades, and his heart was full of reluctance.

Especially when Su Bai walked over and sat down in his original position in a dignified manner, this kind of reluctance and regret reached its peak.

"Old Gou, why are you hypocritical? Go back and let your son take care of himself, and hug your grandson if you have nothing to do, isn't it beautiful?"

"No, at least you have retreated from the whole body."

"..."

Seeing the deal was concluded, the surrounding stall owners opened their mouths one after another, some congratulated, some said goodbye, some were reluctant to part with each other... Under the rush of chatter, the melancholy of parting that Laogou retreated from the circle was diluted.

He replied to one of the stall owners angrily: "What do you call a full-body retreat? Is it possible that you still have an arm and a broken leg? We are selling antiques, not selling our lives."

The stall owner smiled and pointed towards the entrance of the Antique City: "You know the old stubborn guy who runs the stall over there? He keeps yelling all day that no one should try to pick that one up from him."

Old Gou nodded: "Yes, there is a pure gold base on the booth."

"Haha, I received the news that he was caught with a big leak, and he was so angry that he closed the stall early. He said that his chest was tight and he was a little out of breath, so he went back to lie down."

The stall owner glanced at Su Bai, and his tone was a little hesitant: "I heard that the one who picked up the leak was a host..."

Su Bai was listening with pricked ears, and hurriedly replied: "Really? I just came here, what did that old stubborn guy miss?"

Including Lao Gou, other stall owners also participated in the chat. The stall owner who started the conversation shook his head, as if he felt that he was thinking too much, and described it vividly.

Su Bai pretended to be still listening, secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice: "The news spread too fast."

At the same time, he glanced at the live broadcast room.

There was a flood of barrage in the live broadcast room, especially after hearing the news that the old stubborn man had been picked up and closed down in anger.

[The news spread too fast. 】

[The anchor made a crime, the old man almost didn't come up in one breath, I have a picture, hahaha. 】

[Looking at the small appearance of the anchor just now with a guilty conscience, is it possible...]

[...Missed it again?Come from the real thing, isn't that piece of jade bergamot? 】

Su Bai smiled without saying a word, watched Lao Gou bid farewell to the surrounding stall owners with a smile, and walked towards the outside of the antique city.

Perhaps it was because the stall owners here were too busy exchanging gossip, which distracted the attention of a customer in front of the stall next to him. A plate slipped and fell to the ground, shattering into pieces of porcelain.

The stall owner and the customer got into a dispute.

All these noises in Su Bai's ears were fading away, and when he looked through his glasses, he saw that the broken porcelain pieces formed a few lines in his eyes:
[The first charging task is completed. 】

[Congratulations to the host for winning a mysterious award:
Only those who can make money will be able to krypton——Antique Appraisal (Natural Art Level I)]

Su Bai's eyes froze, and then he looked at the broken porcelain pieces, they were just broken porcelain pieces,

At the same time, like a volcano erupting in my mind, and like Quanjude feeding ducks, almost endless knowledge poured out.

naturalist,
Well-versed in all things, well-informed.

But any content that has something to do with antiques,
As small as style recognition, as large as device type;
As far as ancient times, as close as last week;
Heretic quack tricks, upright appraisal and evaluation...

Everything you need.

In just an instant, Su Bai went from a layman relying on Baidu bragging to an expert who dared to claim "a little understanding" in any field.

Also just understand a little bit.

After all, it is only [Antique Appraisal (Natural Art Level I)].

"If there is a naturalist, isn't there also specialization?"

"There is Level I, but is there also Level II, III, IV, and V?"

Su Bai was full of anticipation.

This feeling of getting something for nothing... I really like it!
In a good mood, Su Bai played with the Jade Buddha's hand and said to the fans in the live broadcast room:
"This jade bergamot is indeed a good thing..."

His gaze fell on Jade Buddha's hand, and its message was naturally detected on the glasses:
[Item: Jade Buddha's Hand]

[Material: Hetian white jade]

[Year: 30 years of Qianlong]

[Description: Bergamot type, exquisite materials, meticulously crafted, typical Qianlong craftsman who spared no expense. 】

[Anecdote: Qianlong pacified the Western Regions, opened up the channel for Hetian jade to enter the Central Plains, and the Central Plains jade carving has reached the double peak stage of craftsmanship and material. 】

[Value: 70000 yuan. 】

With the knowledge imbued with [Antique Appraisal (Natural Art Level I)], Su Bai this time is not just following the scriptures, but in detail:

"This is a bergamot-shaped vessel in the middle and late Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, with a handle carved from Hetian jade."

"Bergamot refers to the bergamot in the plant, because it looks like the hand of the Buddha, which is a homonym for longevity, which means good fortune and long life. It is a classic shape."

"In the mid-Qianlong period, the Shiquan old man pacified the Western Regions and opened up the channel for Hetian jade to enter the Central Plains. noun."

Su Bai played with the "Jade Buddha's Hand" fondly, and said: "However, it is a good thing, but it is not a leak. If you buy it at a price of 66666, it can only be called a small profit, not a leak."

In the live broadcast room, the bullet screen moved the bench to listen to the lecture in a serious manner, and it was crooked bit by bit...

[The knowledge that feels useless has increased again. 】

[Give me the 70000 million yuan, anchor, please, I will give it to the goddess. 】

[The anchor has something, don't you use Baidu? 】

【Am I the only one who thinks the anchor's hands are pretty?I forgot to watch Jade Buddha's Hand. 】

【In front, you are not alone. 】

[A group of licking dogs, lsp, all of them are dead, I want to see the leak, did the anchor pick up the leak? 】

Su Bai gave an affirmative answer:

"I found it."

"This is it!"

"Bang bang..."

Su Bai stood up, patted the stool through the old sheepskin, and made a muffled sound.

A large number of question marks floated across the barrage.

【? ? ? 】

【stool?Anchor, are you joking? 】

"Who said it was a stool?"

Su Bai shook his head, and at the same time lifted the old sheepskin...

(End of this chapter)