Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 21

Master Wang had already talked about this point, and Zhang Yang was not very good at refusing, so he followed Wang Jianye to the VIP room.

This was Zhang Yang's first time seeing an auction in real life. The VIP room was on the second floor, where he mainly used to look at the auction items and make decisions.

The people who actually participated in the auction process are all downstairs, sitting in three rows, each with a phone in his left hand to communicate with the outside world, and his right hand is ready to hold a sign at any time.

These are hard-earned auction brokers.

The first lot, of course, is Zhang Yang's [Qing Xianfeng-Famille square flower pot with twining branches and lotus patterns-six-character regular script].

The starting price given on the big screen is 100000, with a single increase of 1000.

"Now, start bidding."

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

"8428, one hundred thousand and one thousand."

"7529, 11? Okay, just add it to 11."

"3562 million!"

Seeing the numbers on the big screen keep going up, Zhang Yang felt elated.

He thought to himself: The average monthly salary of an undergraduate student in the History Department of Linhai University is only [-] a year after graduation. It only took a few days, but he can earn the salary of the next two years at once.

That's cool!

No wonder there are so many people taking risks, dreaming of getting rich overnight with antiques. It is really that money comes in too fast in the antique business.

At this time, the agent of the Wang family on the first floor looked up at the employer, his eyes seemed to ask: Didn't we say we were going to take this famille rose porcelain?Why is there still no movement?

In fact, Wang Jianye wanted to make a quotation early in the morning, but as soon as he touched the phone, Wang Guosheng stopped him with a cane.

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

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

Zhang Yang touched his nose, pretending he didn't see it, and continued to stare out the window.

When the price reached 15 and there was only one bidder left, Wang Jianye made a move. He said to the agent on the phone, "17."

Downstairs, the number 5501 plate was raised immediately.

"5501, please repeat it again... yes, 17."

"Is there a higher offer than 17? 17 once..."

"3562, are you sure? Okay, 20!"

The number on the screen soared to "200000".

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

"5501 million."

Zhang Yang turned his head and glanced at Uncle Wang's nephew. The price of 20 is a bit inflated, what does it mean to add more?
Seemingly seeing the doubt in Zhang Yang's eyes, Wang Jianye explained with some complacency:

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

"This is the unique way of our Hailin Museum. The people below don't understand."

"I see." Zhang Yang nodded, and continued to look back at the big screen.

Now he began to hope that this number 3562 must continue to bid!
Anyway, the Wang family seems bound to win.

Give me a hard plus.

"3562 million!"

"5501 million!"

"3562 million!"

"Oh~" The people at the scene exclaimed at the offer, and Wang Jianye also hesitated, looking at his uncle.

Master Wang nodded.

"We will continue to follow."

"5501 million!"

"3562 million!"

"5501 million!"

"3562 million!"

This time, Master Wang failed to nod his head.

"Congratulations to 3562, winning lot number one at a price of 40!"

In the private room of the Wang family, the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

The bid failed for the first piece that came up, and the owner of the lot was right in front of him. The Wang family was somewhat ashamed.

Master Wang is still experienced, so he congratulated Zhang Yang first:
"Congratulations Zhang Xiaoyou, it's a pity we don't have a fate."

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

"This is what makes people with good eyesight so powerful." Master Wang didn't hesitate to praise him at all.

In fact, the auction has gone so far that it has nothing to do with Zhang Yang.

But it's all here, and it doesn't hurt to watch a play for a while.

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

As a result, I didn't see it, but when I reached the 81st lot, I found a fake.

"Lot No. 81, [Northern Song Dynasty Cizhou Kiln White Ground Black Flower Plum Vase]."

"The starting price: 60 million."

"5501 million!"

This time, it was Wang Jianye who took the lead and raised the price to 70 yuan.

Zhang Yang probably knew what he was planning.

In the eyes of other buyers, although the buyer behind 5501 had a bad start, he won several auctions one after another, with a total value of more than one million, which shows that the buyer's family background is solid.

Before 5501, it was [-] to [-], but this time it was an unprecedented increase of [-], which is enough to see that this [Cizhou Plum Vase] is bound to be won.

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 million!"

The buyers who had previously competed with the Wang family for the publicity auction were silent for most of the time, and then made another move.

Only this time, it became 3562 and added up a little bit.

Seeing the little change in the amount on the big screen, Zhang Yang's brows gradually wrinkled into the word "Chuan".

"Name: Cizhou Plum Bottle"

"Material: Cyan Clay"

"Production time: 1920"

"Detailed information: A modern imitation of Cizhou kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty. The craftsmanship and materials are almost the same as the real one, with slight differences in details."

Sure enough, the auction house will also sell fakes!
When Zhang Yang was confused, Wang Jianye had already pushed the price to 3562 with the buyer of 85.

Zhang Yang thought about it, this Wang Jiabo nephew is not bad, at least when dealing with him, he has nothing to criticize.

With little effort, it seems to 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 seen it."

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 auction items in advance.

Although it is viewed through the glass, it can still be seen as close as possible.

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

What happened to your uncle?
I have also seen it!

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

"That may be my mistake."

For the sake of helping them sell things indirectly, let me remind you that they have done their best.

"Hmm." Wang Jianye nodded and muttered, "Uncle's vision is recognized."

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

The famous master of appraising treasures all over the country misread a piece of Cizhou kiln?impossible.

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

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, the old man was very cautious, staring at the plum vase on the screen, his eyes gradually narrowed.

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

Then he looked at Zhang Yang: "Xiaoyou Zhang, what you said is correct, this is indeed a post-imitation, I misread it."

"Then you still want to..."

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

Master Wang looked at Zhang Yang with a brighter smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)