Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

Duanmu Baolian couldn't help laughing out loud, yes, for Feng Tang, it is indeed a unique condition to study antiques.

"You're right. I've also learned some of these things." Ximen Mingyue said, "I can't help it. I'm bored. I always have to find something to do. It's always good to learn something."

"Can't you learn something else?" Duanmu Baolian said dissatisfiedly, "You don't open an antique shop, what are you doing to steal my business?"

"Is there anything else to learn, or do you recommend it?" Feng Tang said suddenly, "I have also studied Chinese medicine and pharmacology, um..."

"I know, you opened a clinic and sold it in the end." Duanmu Baolian said, "The doctor told me about it."

"He just smeared my face." Feng Tang sighed, "If it wasn't for him, even if I earn a little less, I wouldn't be able to sell the clinic."

"Beauty deceives me!" Suddenly, Duanmu Baolian cursed in a low voice.

While she was talking to Ximen Mingyue and Feng Tang, the auction for auction item No. 50 had already started, and the starting price had risen from 65 euros to [-] euros. Now no one has raised the price. The beauty who presided over the auction seems to be called Lin Xi For example, at this time, it has already begun to ask if anyone has increased the price.

"70." Duanmu Baolian raised the auction board on the table and said.

"This lady bid 70 yuan, will anyone raise the price?" Lin Xiru asked again.

The original bidder was a tall and thin old man in his fifties. Seeing this, he immediately raised his placard again and shouted, "75."

"80." Duanmu Baolian shouted without hesitation.

The tall and thin old man turned around and glanced at her, then raised his sign again and shouted, "90."

Duanmu Baolian is about to cry. This thing is not eye-catching at all. If it wasn’t for the insect technique mentioned above, she would like to translate it and study whether it is related to the insect repellent technique. I don’t know if this thing is worth 50 euros. .

But now, because of the bid by the tall and thin old man, the price of this bronze scroll soared from 50 to 90.

Feng Tang suddenly took the auction card from Duanmu Baolian, and said flatly, "150 million."

"Little Tang, are you crazy?" Ximen Mingyue was stunned for a moment, he also knew Duanmu Baolian wanted this thing, but, 150 million, is it worth it?

"Baolian wants it, and 500 million is worth it." Feng Tang said lightly.

The tall and thin old man glanced at the auction board in his hand, hesitated for a while, and finally did not bid again, but Lin Xiru, who was in the primary and secondary auction, was very happy. This humble bronze was actually sold for three times the reserve price price.

Soon, a waiter put the bronze scroll in a brocade box and brought it to Duanmu Baolian. After Duanmu Baolian re-appraised it and confirmed it was correct, she had to take out the bank card and swipe it to pay.

"I'll pay!" Feng Tang pressed her hand and said, "I took the picture."

"Mr. Feng, I want this thing." Duanmu Baolian was about to cry, and he paid, which naturally meant that the bronze scroll belonged to him.

"I know, I'll take a photo and give it to you. I hate bronze wares the most, and I hate them when I see them," Feng Tang said.

"You two, who will pay?" The waiter has never seen such a thing before. He has seen many men who took pictures of jewelry and antiques as gifts to their girlfriends. He has never seen anyone.