Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Chapter 99
Li Ding'an looked at the stage blankly, as if his brain had just turned on, and he was at a loss for several seconds.

safety button?
The new object is still made of mutton fat jade...

Hmm... who is so rich?

This thing is worth [-] to the sky...

Coincidentally, Chen Jingshu raised her card again, and the voice of the auctioneer followed her like a shadow: "Eighty-six thousand..."

Yang Guangxin moved faster.

"Eighty-eight thousand..."

Li Dingan was dumbfounded.

Mr. Chen, are you a troublemaker with a lot of money?

The words were on the verge of his mouth, and he was about to blurt out, but Rufu came to his heart, and he suddenly found that Chen Jingshu's expression didn't seem quite right...

Looking at the screen again, the oracle bone inscription "An" is bigger than his forehead...

I went to...

Looking deserted, why are you still playing tricks?
If you use your tricks, use your tricks, why do you take me by the side...won't you let me slap that piggy bank smoothly?
He sighed secretly, seeing that Chen Jingshu was about to raise the placard again, Li Ding'an grabbed it tightly: "No more!"

She sighed softly: "You don't understand!"

Li Dingan squinted his eyes: "Who said that?"

He really understood, and he didn't think in a wrong way: this is actually Chen Jingshu's strategy, including deliberately tilting her head to join him, which is also one of the strategies.

Then, increase the fare vigorously, increase the fare vigorously, increase to a certain time, and suddenly stop increasing...

For ordinary people, this method may work, because no one is a fool, and no one's money is blown by a strong wind, so it is impossible to be fooled every time.

Between fiction and reality, Chen Jingshu's goal might be achieved.

But it is very difficult to switch to Yang Guangxin: because he himself is here to make trouble, he has too much money, and he has certain information in advance, so he doesn't care at all.

It doesn't matter whether you are a fool or not, as long as Chen Jingshu is interested, don't even think about it!

Therefore, it is not enough to just make his flesh hurt, his confidence must collapse, and it is best to collapse to the point of doubting life...

"Let me go!" Li Ding'an let go of his hand, his voice was very low, "I promise to make your wish come true!"

Chen Jingshu's eyes lit up, she paused for a moment, and then nodded again.

The auctioneer was still looking at this side eagerly, and the words in his mouth continued: "Eighty-eight second time, eighty-eighth..."

After a full two-second pause, he knocked down the gavel: "The third time at [-], it's a deal. Congratulations to the gentleman in the second row..."

This thing... actually took [-] shots?

The guests sighed and were curious at the same time, they all turned their heads away.

But I don't know why, I always feel that Mr. Yang is not very happy?

Yang Guangxin snorted coldly, leaned back, his face full of arrogance.

After that, Chen Jingshu did not raise any placards, nor did Yang Guangxin. It seemed that the auction had entered a normal rhythm for a while.

I took a few more photos, and the screen flashed, and it was replaced with photos from "Jiangsu Dahan Daily".

Li Ding'an's eyes lit up, he looked down and picked up his number plate.

Subconsciously, Chen Jingshu, He Anbang, and Lu Benzhi all stared at his face.

He was slightly taken aback, then smiled again: "Personal hobbies!"

He Anbang twitched the corner of his mouth.

Familiar people, who doesn't know Chen Jingshu's preferences?
These two... have a problem?

Such a thought popped up in his mind, and after thinking about it for a while, He Anbang categorically rejected it again.

Doesn't look like... at least not for now...

Subconsciously, he turned his eyes to the side, just in time to see Yang Guangxin also picked up the card.

I understand that Yang Guangxin got what he asked for, and then became angry from embarrassment, and came to make trouble on purpose.

Tsk... There is no way to persuade me about this kind of thing...

""Jiangsu Dahan Daily", the first issue... was founded by Mr. Zhang Mojun, a Chinese democratic revolutionary, educator, and pioneer of the women's movement... The starting price is 20 yuan, and the price will increase by [-] yuan each time..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sign was erected high.

The auctioneer paused: "20, the second row..."

Before he could say "Sir", another sign was erected.

Or the second row, so close?

The host was stunned again, and turned on the calculator mode again: "21...22...23...24..."

"How troublesome is this?"

Li Ding'an muttered, and raised his placard again, "32!"

Ok?
The auctioneer was stunned again.

Add so much, but there are zeros and wholes?
Without giving him time to react, Yang Guangxin raised his sign directly: "35!"

Li Dingan followed closely behind: "67!"

67?

Knowing how much this thing is worth, anyone who knows how to do it has a good idea, so in an instant, countless eyes shot over.

Yang Guangxin was also a little suspicious: why is it 32, not 30, or 40?
He thought for a while, turned his head to the side, and said in a very low voice, "How much is this thing worth?"

The appraiser thought for a while: "The maximum is no more than 40!"

40 million... 67 million!
The premium is already high, but as the saying goes, "money can't buy a good heart", so for Chen Jingshu, is it really not expensive?
Thinking of this, he resolutely raised his hand: "80!"

At the same time, I was thinking in my heart, if Li Dingan added another 32, he would not want it.

Unfortunately, Li Ding'an didn't move, just sighed: "President Yang, it's yours!"

"Stop shooting?"

Yang Guangxin smiled, "It's a pity!"

Li Ding'an is old-fashioned: "It's really a pity!"

Only 80 million?

For Yang Guangxin, it can only be regarded as drizzle...

……

The two stopped fighting for the time being, and the auction entered a normal rhythm again, and a few more pieces were taken, and the photo of the "West Lake Scenery" oil painting was printed on the big screen.

The host's eloquence was excellent, and he said that William Cai was a fighter for democracy and a pioneer of the revolution. People who didn't know it thought he was talking about Mr. Cai Yuanpei.

After he finished speaking, there was very little response, which shows that there is really no market for oil paintings in China.

Thought it was going to fail again, but at the last moment, Yang Guangxin raised his card first: "12!"

Li Ding'an was a little stunned, and it took him a long time to say: "He knows you quite well?"

As usual, she rolled her eyes at him, and Chen Jingshu said softly, "I don't like oil paintings!"

"Yang Guangxin doesn't know?"

Li Dingan grinned, and his voice was several decibels higher: "24!"

Come again?

Seeing the faces of the two bidders clearly, the guests who watched the excitement were excited again.

Didn't expect to participate in an auction, you can eat big melons?

And it is the melon of a well-known person in the industry...

Yang Guangxin: "30!"

Li Dingan: "42"

"50 million!"

"62 million!"

"70 million!"

"82 million!"

"90 million!"

Hmm... Why is this price increase a bit strange?
After a bit of calculation, He Anbang understood: Every time Li Dingan increases the price, he increases the starting price...

Suddenly, I heard the auctioneer's rambling voice again: "90 for the second time, 90 for the third time...'Bang'...sold..."

Stop shooting?
He Anbang raised his head in astonishment: "Whose?"

"It's still Mr. Yang!"

He Anbang: ...

(End of this chapter)