Rising from the age of thirty

Jin Shichang said, "Okay, if you want to take the photo, then I don't want it."

I won't compete with you.

Jin Shichang’s main character is a man of good sense.

"No way."

"No, I'll take other photos."

Lu Le thought about it and felt that it would be good to have one less competitor, but it was totally unnecessary.

"talk later."

quickly.

The host came on stage and started speaking a bunch of professional terms before the first item was presented.

Lu Le had no interest in them at all.

The purpose of coming here is very clear.

About twenty minutes later, the bronze sheep head that Lu Le had been longing for came out.

Smaller than expected.

It's about the size of a basketball, not some national treasure or zodiac animal.

The host said: "The bronze sheep head was brought out by a collector. It has been verified to be a product of the Bronze Age. The starting price is 200 million."

"300."

"800."

"........."

The bidding went all the way up to 3500 million, and Lui Lok never did it once!!

Jin Shichang was getting anxious for him: "Lao Le, are you not interested in it again?"

"If you don't take action, I'll yell."

Lu Le said calmly: "Just shout."

Jin Shichang held up a sign: "3700 million."

Everyone is talking about it!

"The price of bronze ware is only 30 million at most. This price is too high."

"Yeah, it's not worth it."

"Hey, whether it's worth it depends on personal preference."

"Anyone who is interested will buy it for 50 million, but I am different. I didn't think about it."

"Fuck, I didn't want it, but you still bid? You were the one who bid the loudest just now."

"........."

"3900."

Everyone looked over and saw a middle-aged man holding a sign, and Jin Shichang's heart sank.

"4000."

Just now.

Lu Le said: "Wait a minute, why do I feel that this bronze sheep head is not real."

Everyone: "???"

The person in charge of Dingsheng frowned and said, "Sir, please don't speak nonsense."

Jin Shichang: "You are crazy, questioning Dingsheng!"

Even the stone was stunned.

Why would Lui Lok say such things at such a critical moment? Could it be that he could identify it?
Lu Le smiled and said, "Why should I be afraid? Could it be that Dingsheng's appraisal will never make mistakes?"

Jin Shichang: "Lao Le, stop making trouble!"

The person in charge of Dingsheng was furious: "Sir, what can you prove? Don't tell me about your intuition. I think you are making trouble!"

ridiculous! !
The company has gone through layers of testing, so how can you question it?

There will be no problem at all.

Lu Le walked up and said, "It's very simple. I don't believe your test. I want to invite the appraisal master to come on stage."

"Okay, if it's genuine, you'll have to pay for the consequences of this."

Lu Le agreed without thinking: "No problem, I will bear all the consequences." Jin Shichang: "..."

"Okay, who do you want to invite?"

An old man walked out slowly, his eyes were sharp: "Wait a minute, I am not talented, but I am willing to give it a try, can you give me this opportunity?"

He had long questioned the bronze sheep head, but he didn't have the courage to stand up. After all, Dingsheng's reputation was there.

Now that Lu Le has come forward, he has the opportunity to go up and make a thorough assessment.

The person in charge smiled and said, "Mr. Song, you can indeed come up, and you have the ability, but you need this gentleman's consent. I can't make the decision."

Mr. Song is one of the best appraisal masters in Guangdong Province, and he is also a professor in this field.

Lu Le hesitated for a moment: "Of course, I can, but I also want to invite one more person. I wonder if the old gentleman would mind?"

Mr. Song said, "If there is a chance that this old man has something else that he is not satisfied with, of course you can, please feel free to do as you please."

Lu Le looked around the crowd and an old man immediately caught his eye.

"Mr. Wang, you have done some research on bronze. I wonder if you could come up on stage and make an appraisal of it?" Lu Le spoke sincerely with a friendly look.

Everyone looked over and saw that it was indeed Wang Qinian from the Magic City, a professor of archaeology. He came here just for the bronze sheep head. If it was real, he would find a way to bring it back.

The middle-aged man was unhappy: "What's going on? Why stop the auction? I'm still waiting to take the sheep head back."

The person in charge apologized: "I'm sorry, you've seen that some people suspect that the antiques sold by Dingsheng are fakes."

The middle-aged men looked at Lu Le with different eyes.

Wang Qinian said, "My dear friend, I am afraid I don't have good eyesight."

“Just do your best.”

"Okay, then I won't refuse." Wang Qinian took his tools and walked up.

Jin Shichang was sweating coldly: "Lao Le, what's going on?"

"As you can see, I think it's fake."

Shitou: "Brother Le, I think the two people on the stage don't seem to be reliable. How about getting a machine to test the carbon age?"

Lu Le shook his head: "Naive, many counterfeiting techniques cannot be distinguished even by carbon inspection. Now is a high-tech era, and counterfeiting technology is too powerful."

Anyway, the bronze sheep head in front of me is a fake, there is no doubt about it.

Soon, everyone was attracted by the two figures on the stage.

"It is indeed bronze, it doesn't look fake, but I feel something is wrong." Mr. Song said.

Mr. Wang next to him said: "This rust must have been collected for at least fifteen years, and the place where it was unearthed must be a dry place all year round!"

The person in charge said, "Mr. Wang, you have a good eye. The original owner has indeed collected it for thirteen years."

After hearing this, everyone basically confirmed that this was the authentic product and that Mr. Wang had strong identification skills.

Mr. Song checked around and found no problems.

"Could it be that it's really true?"

"Wait a minute, this word?"

Mr. Song immediately found something wrong. Wasn't there pictographic writing in the Bronze Age? How could there be the word "Qian" from the Qing Dynasty?
"I'll take a look."

"Fuck, it really is. This is not from the Bronze Age. It's a replica from the Qing Dynasty."

The person in charge was dumbfounded and immediately leaned over to see clearly that there was indeed a small character "Qian" on the bronze ware, which was completely different from those large hieroglyphs.

"This should have been carved by someone during the Qing Dynasty. It does not affect the fact that it belongs to the Bronze Age at all."

Lu Le sneered: "That's not right. It was unearthed in the Qing Dynasty, so why is the soil on top so new? It doesn't look like it's hundreds of years old. Instead, it looks like it's decades old."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Old Song patted his thigh and said, "I was wondering what was strange about it. It turns out it's this soil."

"Yes, I think it is at most a replica of an antique from the Qing Dynasty, not from the Bronze Age."

The person in charge didn't believe it, so he asked someone to conduct a carbon test immediately, and the result was hundreds of years.

It’s over, it’s over!!

Something went wrong at that stage, and now is not the time to pursue it, and how to appease everyone, after all, Dingsheng’s reputation is important.

Jin Shichang widened his eyes, unable to believe what he saw. It was truly a fake.

What the hell!

It almost cost more than 40 million, but fortunately Lui Lok brought it up in time. (End of this chapter)