The best perspective expert

Chapter 437

When the quotation reached $25, Han Zhenyang stopped and turned to look at Ding Shuhuai.

Ding Shuhuai happened to turn to look at him too.

The two looked at each other, and the moment their eyes met, they understood the general meaning of the other. Then they lowered their heads and wrote a number in their palms, then looked up again, and at the same time raised their palms to show each other.

Ding Shuhuai had 28 written in his palm, while Han Zhenyang had 28 and five hundred written in his palm.

Seeing this, Ding Shuhuai was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head helplessly, and put down the quotation card in his hand, while Han Zhenyang raised the card and raised the price by $[-], but after he raised the card this time, no one raised the price.The auctioneer on the stage saw the little moves of Han Zhenyang and Ding Shuhuai, but he couldn't stop them. Moreover, his commission was already generous enough at such a high price, so he took advantage of the situation to drop the hammer.

As a result, Han Zhenyang won the French conch at a price of 25 US dollars, ending the competition that made everyone in the audience look up.

Of course, if Han Zhenyang and Ding Shuhuai hadn't reached an agreement, it is estimated that the final transaction price would be very high.

What he did with Ding Shuhuai just now was actually equivalent to playing rock-paper-scissors, but it was a little more advanced. The two of them each wrote down the highest price for that French conch in their palms, and whoever got the lowest price would withdraw.Of course, this depends on self-awareness. If you write a sky-high price indiscriminately, you can win, but that would be too boring.

However, being able to think of this method together and understand each other's thoughts at the moment of looking at each other shows that neither of them is such a bad person, and the facts have proved this point.Of course, Han Zhenyang played a trick when writing the price. He looked at Ding Shuhuai's handwriting, so he was able to beat Ding Shuhuai by $[-].

As soon as the photo was taken, someone sent Faluo over, and then paid by swiping the card. The customs clearance procedures were all ready. The theme of the hotel is that everything is for the sake of tourists. If the formal auction procedure is followed, Han Zhenyang may have to wait for a long time In order to get this French snail.

After getting the conch, Han Zhenyang lost interest in the auction items on the field, but since there was only one exit, it seemed impolite to leave directly, and Tong Zhenzhen was very interested in everything around him, so he waited patiently for the auction When it's over, I occasionally hold up a sign.

Perhaps it was due to his "trench" spirit, when he made an offer, everyone put down their signs and stopped moving, and he even asked him to take pictures of a few small objects.But fortunately, there are no holes, and these small objects have their own characteristics. One of the celadon water bowls is very delicate, but the transaction price is only [-] US dollars. More smiles.

The auction ended, and it was already six o'clock in the afternoon. Han Zhenyang waved to Ding Shuhuai, then led Tong Zhenzhen out of the venue and returned to the guest room.

In the guest room, Zhou Ruyi and the others were playing mahjong, having a great time, and they stopped when they saw him come back. They all gathered around and asked him "where have you been", "why did you come back so late", "what treasure did you buy" and so on.

He smiled and showed the things he had photographed and explained them one by one.

His younger sister knew what to do, and hugged the conch directly, "Brother, give this to me?"

"Um, this was taken for someone else, so I really can't give it to you, or, I'll buy one for you when I get back?"

"Forget it, I just think this conch is pleasing to the eye," his sister was a little disappointed.

Of course he doesn't want to see his sister disappointed, but Faluo is the task item that CSS calls for, so he can't decide to give it to his sister, right?Of course, CSS should be interested in the note in the snail. After CSS takes out the note, it is not impossible for him to get the snail back, but in that case, there is definitely no way to get reimbursed by CSS. I spoke.

Forget it, let's treat it as a way to make my sister happy, and test their reactions when I go back.

Thinking of this, he played with his sister and the others for a while, ate something and took the car straight to the airport. He kept watching the surroundings all the way, but to his surprise, no one followed them until they boarded the plane. Nothing unexpected happened, but he didn't feel relieved until the plane took off.

It seems that after the two stalkers were killed by him, those people haven't reacted yet, but they don't know if the bodies of the two unlucky ghosts have been found. If they are discovered later, they may all stink.

In my heart, I silently mourned for the two unlucky ghosts for half a second, then smiled and nodded to the old man on the other side of the corridor. The old man was none other than the old man Ding Shuhuai whom I met at the hotel auction in the afternoon.

Naturally, the old man also saw him, nodded with a smile, and asked, "The young man has good eyesight."

"Hey, I'm blind, I'm sorry, I took away your love," Han Zhenyang said with a smile.

"It's a pity. If it weren't for the fact that you are also Chinese, I would definitely continue to fight with you. That piece is a real treasure," Ding Shuhuai said with a smile.

"Oh? How do you say it?" Han Zhenyang raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Tell me what you think first?" Ding Shuhuai was not a vegetarian either, so he didn't answer, but asked him instead.

Han Zhenyang pondered for a few seconds, "It's just an ordinary French conch, it's more exquisite. It's made in Qianlong's 48th year, so it shouldn't have any special commemorative significance. If it's 45th, it's still worth the price," the implication is, It is a bit of a waste of money to buy this snail for 25 U.S. dollars. 25 U.S. dollars is 170 million. With so much money, you can buy a blue and white porcelain vase from the Qianlong period.

Ding Shuhuai looked Han Zhenyang up and down in surprise, "Yes, it's pretty good to know the difference between Qianlong's 45th year and 48th year, but when appreciating antiques, don't just look at those cold historical materials, texts and pictures, but mainly look at the antiques themselves. Although the French conch has no special commemorative significance, its color, shape, and size are all very exquisite, and the sapphire inlaid is also in good condition."

"The most important thing is that although there is no author's name on the line and inscription engraved on this snail, judging by the brushwork and strength, it must have been engraved by a master of calligraphy and engraving, otherwise it would not have carved such a clear The elegant and solemn font is a bit like Guange style, but it is stronger than Guange style, and at the same time it has a little clumsiness of official script."

"Of course, to make it a little more mysterious, I feel that this magic conch should have been used by some eminent monk. After so many years of cultivation, it has become a real magic weapon. Generally speaking, it means that it has been opened. Light, wearing or playing with it all year round, can increase the strength and eliminate disasters or ward off evil spirits and bring good luck, and it is even good for the body."

After hearing the old man's words, Han Zhenyang was completely shocked. If he hadn't been sure that the old man was an ordinary person, he would have thought he had met another self.

(End of this chapter)