I was an alchemist in those years

"Sixty thousand!"

The focus of everyone's eyes at the auction was no longer on Zhao Bin, but on a young man in white next to Qiu Nuo.

Whether it is eye-catching or imposing, the effect of young people is obviously much better than that of Zhao Bin.

The auction site was full of noise, as if it had completely become a stage for Zhao Bin to play games with young people. Everyone subconsciously looked at Zhao Bin.

"Sixty-two thousand!"

Zhao Bin obviously didn't have much confidence in raising his hand this time. It was obvious that the price had exceeded his expected range, but he still didn't intend to give up because of his face in front of everyone.

The young man actually smiled slightly, and raised his hands without any pressure, his movements looked relaxed and unrestrained.

"Seventy thousand!"

There was another uproar below, and the young people completely pushed the atmosphere and enthusiasm of the scene to the extreme.

Zhao Bin hesitated whether to continue or not. The strength and strength of the opponent seemed to be far superior to his own.

"Forget it, it's just a painting. Fortunately, I don't have to force it too much." I said with a smile in his ear.

Zhao Bin seemed to have finally found the steps, smiled awkwardly, and never raised the sign in his hand again.

When the auctioneer finally announced that "The Picture of Twelve Worthy Men" was won by the young man, the audience burst into applause. The young man didn't even look at the painting that was sent to him, and sent it directly to Qiu Nuo next to him.

"Hehe, so there are still people who understand things, don't think you are the only one who understands." Yue Qianling gave me a cold look and said lukewarmly.

"It turned out that it was borrowing flowers to offer Buddha. No wonder I spent so much money to buy this painting." I didn't seem to hear what Yue Qianling said at all, and kept looking at the young man in white.

"Who are you borrowing flowers to present to the Buddha?" Xiao Lianshan asked boredly.

"I haven't noticed it yet. This is to please Qiu Nuo. From the way he picked up the painting just now, you can tell that he doesn't know anything about antiques."

"Hey, I feel so sour hearing your words." Yue Qianling had a half smile on his face. "It's called demeanor. You want to win the girl's favor. Of course, telling you these things is like playing the piano with a cow. You'll never learn it anyway."

I smiled wryly and didn't answer Yue Qianling's words, but took a few extra glances at the young man.

After this small episode, the auction continued, but the young people no longer raised their hands like before, but as long as there were antiques from the Tang Dynasty, regardless of whether they had artistic or commercial value, young people would bid for them at high prices. Turn around and give it to Qiu Nuo next to him.

Halfway through the auction, there were all kinds of antiques beside Qiu Nuo, all of which were objects from the Tang Dynasty. That's all in her eyes.

I thought of Qiu Nuo's reaction to the pottery figurines in Qingyang Palace that day, and suddenly realized that Qiu Nuo was very fond of things from the Tang Dynasty, and she had a soft spot for them. No wonder young people only bought cultural relics from the Tang Dynasty for her.

"No. 17 collection, eight-petal silver cup with Tang lady's pattern, the starting price is 1 yuan, and the price will increase by 2000 yuan each time. Please bid."

The belly of the silver cup on the auction table is in the shape of an eight-petal flower, with beads around the outer edge of the mouth.The ring-shaped single handle is covered with a wishful cloud-shaped flat handle, the handle is chiseled with flower-horned deer, and the circle is engraved with patterns of flowers and branches.

The eight petals on the belly of the cup are eight decorative areas, and each area is engraved with a group of figures, or ladies, or hunting figures.

The pictures of the ladies show the ladies playing with babies, the ladies dressing up, the ladies singing and dancing, and the ladies having fun; in the hunting pictures, there are three pictures of chasing a deer with a horse, and one of shooting a beast with a bow.

On the inner bottom of the silver cup, with water ripples as the background, a capricorn head and three small fishes are chiseled in the middle, and flowers and plants are chiseled alternately inside the eight sunken lotus petals, so that when the cup is filled with wine or water , as if in a rippling pool, where fish swim and aquatic plants float, ordinary eating and drinking activities also add a bit of viewing pleasure, and the exquisite conception is breathtaking.

I smiled lightly, probably because I rarely see happy and impulsive expressions on my face, Yue Qianling asked curiously.

"This silver cup...is it worth a lot?"

"This silver cup is not uncommon, and there are many unearthed ones. There is nothing particularly rare about it, but this silver cup has an allusion. I thought it should be lost, but I didn't expect to see it here again." I smiled and said.

"It's just a wine glass made of silver, why did you react so much when you saw it?" Xiao Lianshan asked puzzled.

"That's right, tell me about the allusions." Yue Qianling seemed to be more interesting listening to stories than looking at a mug that couldn't speak.

"You are a student of archaeology, let's test you, what is the most famous smile among women in history?" I said to Yue Qianling with great interest.

Yue Qianling answered with confidence without even thinking about it.

"Can you ask some challenging questions? This is also trying to confuse me. The most famous laugh is of course Tang Xuanzong's favorite concubine: Yang Guifei. She is also good at playing the pipa, so that Tang Xuanzong loved her so much. In order to win the favor of Concubine Yang Gui, who is "3000 beauties in the harem, and [-] dotes on her", the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, who is more than [-] people, always wants her A special person is appointed to transport fresh lychees with dew through the post stations every five or ten miles. .”

"So it's a foodie, hahaha." Xiao Lianshan smiled cheerfully beside him.

"Looking back and smiling at Bai Meisheng, Liugong Fendai has no color." I took a deep breath and said, still unsatisfied. "The most valuable antique so far is a gift from Tang Minghuang to Yang Yuhuan. This set of wine sets consists of a pot of five cups, the cups are silver cups, and the jug is made of pure gold. Yang Yuhuan loves this set of wine sets. I carry it with me wherever I go, and it is recorded in the funeral book that Yang Yuhuan was bestowed to death on Maweipo, and the whereabouts of this set of wine glasses is unknown.”

"Ah?!" Yue Qianling looked at me in surprise. "This...is this used by Yang Yuhuan?"

I nodded casually and said lightly.

"It is also recorded in the history books of Yang Yuhuan's good wine that she looks back and smiles all the time. She has no color in the six palaces and is loved by three thousand people. But she also fell out of favor for a while and used wine to drown her sorrows. "

"You mean the imperial concubine is drunk?" Yue Qianling blinked her eyes and said.

"Everyone in the world knows this allusion, but they don't know the connection between this allusion and this set of wine glasses."

"Don't be foolish, tell me quickly, what does the imperial concubine's drunkenness have to do with this silver cup?" Yue Qianling asked eagerly.

"Tang Xuanzong first made an appointment with Concubine Yang one day, and ordered her to hold a banquet at the Baihua Pavilion, and go to the Baihua Pavilion to enjoy the flowers and drink together. Fortunately, Concubine Yang's Palace heard the news, Concubine Yang Guifei was annoyed and wanted to die, she couldn't get rid of it for a while, she poured wine into her heart, and was drunk after three cups. , So I ordered people to make a set of drinking utensils and give it to Concubine Yang."

Yue Qianling turned her head to look at the silver cup on the auction stage. According to what I said, the value of this silver cup is completely inestimable.

My eyes slowly turned to the young man next to Qiu Nuo. With Qiu Nuo's understanding of Tang Dynasty cultural relics, she must be very clear about the origin and value of this silver cup. Qiu Nuo has a special liking for Tang Dynasty cultural relics, let alone It was the silver cup used by Concubine Yang Gui in front of her. Presumably the young man beside her would not give up this opportunity to do what she liked.

"Thirty thousand!"

As soon as I finished thinking about it, the young man had already raised his hand to ask for the price, and he added [-] yuan as soon as he opened his mouth. The posture of spending a lot of money to win a girl's face is no different from that of Tang Minghuang.

Obviously the auction house underestimated the value of the silver cup. Although I don't know much about the market and prices of antiques, the value of such an object with historical records and cultural heritage cannot be measured by money.

The young man had always been extravagant and bold in his moves before, and he raised the price to [-] yuan when he heard him open his mouth. No one raised his sign in the venue except for the voices of whispering.

"Thirty-two thousand!"

The voice came from the last row, mature and calm.

Everyone else and I turned our heads, and the voice came from an old man dressed in ordinary clothes.

"Hehe, I finally know the goods again." I said with a faint smile.

"Forty thousand!" The young man raised his hand nonchalantly.

"Forty-two thousand!" The old man also raised his hand expressionlessly.

"It's a good show. It seems that these two people are exhausted. Guess who will win." Xiao Lianshan said with a gloating smile.

"I am optimistic that Mr. Wei will win."

I looked back and saw Zhao Bin saying confidently, he looked very confident in this old man, maybe he was robbed of the limelight by a young man just now, and he is still aggrieved up to now, and finally waited for someone to vent his anger on him, looking very happy.

"Who is Mr. Wei?" Xiao Lianshan asked.

"It's the person who made the quotation just now, Wei Youcheng, one of the top figures in the Southwest business circles, he is in the steel business, everyone in the business circles calls him Mr. Wei, he has a big business, and the steel used in the infrastructure projects in Sichuan and Chongqing Supply." Zhao Bin explained in a low voice.

"Fifty thousand!" The young man raised his hand and raised the price without looking back.

"Fifty-two thousand!" Wei Youcheng raised his hand unhurriedly.

The young man finally couldn't help but look back at Wei Youcheng. Wei Youcheng's way of increasing the price was low-key and practical. Compared with the young man's publicity, he seemed calmer. However, from the young man's point of view, Wei Youcheng seemed to be deliberately against himself , No more, no less, just add two thousand.

"Eighty thousand!" The young man said loudly impetuously.

"Eight thousand two!"

Wei Youcheng's movements were still steady and smooth, as if no matter what the young man did, there was no pressure on him.

I saw Qiu Nuo tugging on the young man's sleeve, apparently trying to persuade him to give up. Judging from Qiu Nuo's expressionless face, she didn't seem to like what the young man was doing.

Regarding the abstract thing of face, sometimes it is difficult to connect it with reason. People fight for a breath of Buddha and receive a stick of incense. The game will not end so soon.