Wannian Xianzun in the city

Chapter 15
The people who were laughing at Tang Yan were stunned when they saw his action.Then, a burst of louder laughter rang out in the room. Even the shop owner, aware of the situation here, turned his head and saw Tang Yan holding a wooden board in his hand, and couldn't help laughing.

"This kid is more amateur than I imagined!"

"That's right, even if the vase isn't an old thing, it's still worth some money! In the end, he took such a piece of rotten wood to cushion the vase."

"Boy, the business of antiques is very deep. With your level, don't get involved. Otherwise, no matter how big your family business is, you will lose it all."

"Little brother, I am advising you as someone who has experienced it. While there is still a chance, change it for something. The one in your hand is not worth a dollar."

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Tang Yan ignored their discussions, took the wooden plank in his hand, wiped it, and walked out of the shop.Ask the experts at the door for identification.

Inside the store, everyone saw that Tang Yan didn't listen to the advice, and they were curious and watching the show in their hearts. They also followed out, preparing to see Tang Yan's disappointed expression after failing the appraisal.The onlookers outside the store were surprised when they saw Tang Yan coming out with a piece of rotten wood, and started pointing and discussing.

Regarding these, Tang Yan ignored all of them, looked at the white-haired expert at the door, and said, "Trouble old sir."

The old gentleman identified was Mr. Song Xie, the president of the Jiangbei Antique Association, and he was a well-known figure in the Jiangbei antique circle.The ability to appraise antiques with one hand is unmatched in Jiangbei.

This time, when Zhibaoxuan opened, the owner of the store found a lot of contacts, and then invited Mr. Song to come over to sit in charge.One of the reasons why the customers at the door were so relieved to go in was because of their trust in Mr. Song.Everyone believed that as Song Lao, he would not collude with the store owner to falsely appraise the treasure.

At this moment, Elder Song couldn't help but twitch his mouth when he saw Tang Yan handing over a piece of rotten wood.Although he is a well-educated old man, he will not be like those people, who will be sarcastic to Tang Yan.But I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. This kid is a layman who doesn't understand anything. The 500 yuan is a waste of money.

With a casual glance, Elder Song was about to throw out a worthless appraisal result, "This thing, no—"

But just when he was about to hand the wood back, Tang Yan said directly, "Mr. Song, I think it's a piece of golden nanmu, but it's at least 300 years old."

Hearing this, there was a burst of laughter from the surrounding crowd.

"Oh, I laughed so hard. Jinsinanmu, is this kid crazy about money?"

"This kid, it's so funny. Just pick up a piece of rotten wood and say it's golden nanmu. Then I'll say I'm Hetian Qingyu!"

"Elder Song even said that it's worthless, he's a brat, what are you trying to argue about?"

"I think I feel sorry for the 500 yuan. I know I missed it, and I don't want to admit it."

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Even Elder Song couldn't help twitching the muscles on his face, wanting to teach Tang Yan a few words.But when he looked up and saw Tang Yan's calm and confident expression, he couldn't help but thumped in his heart, and even had a strange thought, "This little guy is so confident, is there really something wrong with him? "

Thinking of this, Elder Song's attitude became serious.Holding the wooden block, he looked at it over and over again, and even moved his nose to it, sniffing gently.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help being puzzled.

But at this moment, Elder Song's expression suddenly changed, and an expression of surprise surfaced on his cheeks.I saw that his movements suddenly became cautious, as if what he was holding was not a piece of rotten wood, but a piece of peerless treasure.

Under everyone's suspicious eyes, Elder Song took out a silk handkerchief, lightly dipped it in water, and carefully wiped a corner of the wooden block a few times.

Immediately, the beige stains on the surface of the wooden block were wiped away, revealing a piece of lavender wood grain.Through the slight lavender, you can see a dazzling golden yellow inside.

At this moment, Song Lao's surprised voice sounded: "The wood is fine and light, the wood surface is as bright as brocade, noble and gorgeous, and the wood grain is elegant and quiet, showing landscape patterns. The smell is light and faint. This is The best golden nanmu!"

"Boom!" Hearing this, the scene exploded.

"Golden nanmu, that is really golden nanmu."

"Such a piece of golden nanmu is worth at least one hundred thousand!"

"Could it be that that kid really has a sharp eye, and he actually picked up a treasure?"

"I think it's pure luck to find such a big leak."

"Elder Song can't be mistaken, I don't look like Jinsi Nanmu!"

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At this moment, Elder Song completely ignored the surrounding discussions, and continued to stare at the wooden block in his hand, carefully wiping away the stains on the surface, revealing the complicated and beautiful patterns inside.

The expression on his face also became more and more surprised, "This, this is not only golden nanmu. It is also an antique. I estimate the age is between 250 and 350 years. Looking at the style, it should be a palace window or an architectural decoration. a part of."

"Young man, do you sell this thing? I will offer 100 million yuan to buy your piece of golden nanmu." Elder Song looked at Tang Yan with a burning face, and directly offered an offer.

The onlookers around were completely dumbfounded at the moment.They just said that they are stupid and don't know how to do it.In the end, they were severely slapped in the face in the blink of an eye. A piece of rotten wood turned out to be golden nanmu, and it was still an antique.Worth more than one million, this is a big leak!

Some players who are keen on collecting are also envious at this moment, and they have started to quote.

"Little brother, sell it to me. I will offer 120 million."

"Little brother, I am a professional collector of golden nanmu, and I can definitely give full play to the maximum value of this piece of nanmu. I will offer 110 million."

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Listening to everyone's quotations, many people's eyes became eager.As for the shop owner, the fat on his face was trembling at this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and with a burning gaze, he stared at the piece of wood.

Although it is an antique, it is of little value to Tang Yan, and it is the most affordable thing to exchange for money.Therefore, Tang Yan planned to choose the one with the highest bid and sell it on the spot.

But at this moment, the store owner rushed out of the store and shouted loudly: "You can't sell this thing, this thing can't be sold, it's from our store!" While speaking, the store owner was about to grab the wooden block .

How could Tang Yan let him succeed? He directly took the wooden block in his hand, looked coldly at the frustrated shop owner, and shouted: "What do you want to do?"

(End of this chapter)