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He Ziqin thought before coming back, this artifact is definitely not that easy to get, but he did not expect the auction rules to be so difficult.

If Yan Binghe was asked to guard their He family according to his plan, they would definitely be able to choose the real God King Ding, but now that Yan Binghe has been snatched away by the Chu family, he can only watch the Chu family take it. Choose the real **** king cauldron with absolute certainty, and their He family can only rely on guessing...

The terrible thing is that if they guess wrong, then their He family will not even be eligible to participate in the auction!

He Ziheng was also in anxious cold sweat again and again, staring at the **** Wangding on the stage without blinking, trying to remember every detail of it.

"Oh, I really didn't expect that this seller actually came up with such a peculiar auction rule, high, it is really high!"

At this time, Yan Binghe laughed proudly and deliberately increased the volume. Obviously, he wanted the people of the He family to hear him, "This method could not be better! Sell it to someone who is predestined, all you need is to understand. The person who knows the goods, Chief Chu, I don’t know if the other two can guess which one is the real King Ding, but I can assure you that I will help the Chu family choose!"

The smiling eyes of Chu Xilian and the Chu family's old man were bent, and the Chu family's old man nodded and smiled: "Xi Lian, after going back, I must thank Master Yan again!"

"That's natural!" Chu Xilian also nodded and smiled, and at the same time turned his head and glanced at He Ziqin on the left, her expression full of triumph.

He Ziqin was very angry when he saw this, his face turned green, but he couldn't help but sighed, and whispered to his father, "Dad, this time we really made a mistake..."

Although the volume of his words is not loud, there are obviously some accusations against his father in his words. If Yan Binghe is still with them now, it is their family who chooses Zhending 100%!

He Qingwu ignored his son and turned to Lin Yu and asked, "Mr. He, do you want to go up and see this true tripod again? You can be more confident when you choose!"

"No need!"

Lin Yu shook his head, and said lightly: "I don't need to look at it, I can choose Zhending with full confidence!"

Lin Yu has a humble personality, and he will leave a little room for words and affairs on weekdays, but he feels that distinguishing small facts such as true and false is too simple, so there is no need to be humble, and he directly agreed with it with certainty. The old man of the He family takes a reassurance pill.

But when He Ziqin on the side heard this, he almost squirted out old blood, his nose was crooked, he had seen someone bragging, but he had never seen someone bragging like this!

This He Jiarong only identified a fake painting from the Song Dynasty last time, but now he dares to boast about going to Haikou, claiming that he can identify the artifacts of the Yangshao culture period. It is simply arrogant and not ashamed!

He Ziheng on the side could not help but shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said: "Mr. He, I think young people should be down-to-earth in business. You have never seen this **** and king ding before, and you have never seen it before. How could you be so easy? How to distinguish it from true and false?!"

Because Lin Yu taught the Japanese and helped his son and him, He Ziheng always had a good impression of Lin Yu, but no matter how good the impression he was, he really couldn’t agree with Lin Yu’s boasting of such cowhide. After all, the so-called " "Full confidence" is too exaggerated.

"Okay, shut up!"

He Qingwu Chong's two sons scolded. Although he was willing to believe in Lin Yu, he still had some drumming in his heart, for fear of something wrong.

If this **** Wang Ding really fell into the hands of the Chu family, it would have added a piece of heart disease to him for no reason. It is estimated that when he died, he would not be able to look at him!

At this time, the fat butler standing on the stage and some of his subordinates did not know what to say, and then a sturdy figure in black clothes moved this real **** Wangding down.

Immediately afterwards, a few men moved three more cases and covered them with red cloth.

After a while, three ceremonial ladies dressed in red cheongsam walked over from the backstage. They all held a tray covered with red cloth in their hands. The three placed the trays in their hands on the table on the table in turn. Then carefully remove the covered red cloth.

On the three trays, there are three finely crafted gods and king's tripods. The height, dimension and color appearance are almost identical! From the appearance alone, it is impossible to tell which is which!

Even if their details are slightly different, everyone can't tell which of them is true and which is false. After all, they are not even familiar with what the real God King Ding looks like. Now there are two more fakes that are exactly the same. They I just feel that my eyes are dazzling.

"Oh, how can I tell if it is so similar!"

"Yeah, I guess I just guessed it!"

"I don't want to talk more about it. Selling to someone who is destined can only say it's luck!"

"Even if you let me participate, I'm afraid I won't be able to choose!"

"There is a good show here, three gods, Wangding, and three great families are competing! Today is an eye-opener!"

"There is nothing to dispute, Master Yan is helping the Chu family, and it is probably the Chu family!"

The crowd talked about it, quite a bit that it was not too big to see the excitement, anyway they did not participate in the auction.

At this time, the fat steward on the stage rushed to the audience and laughed, "Now the three gods and the king's tripod are in place. As I said earlier, the authenticity of the three tripods requires your own judgment. Can you choose the true one? Tripod, it's just a chance!"

When he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the cheongsam woman on the side immediately came over and pasted 1 to 3 and three serial numbers on the three tables from left to right.

"I don't want to hide it from you, I actually don't know which of the three tripods is true and which is false. You don't need to read my eyes, it has no meaning!" The fat steward said with a smile, "Next I will give you Each of the three companies will issue a paper card, and you can write the serial number that you think is Zhending on the paper. I will publish the answer in a while!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cheongsam woman immediately walked over and issued a card and a signature pen to the family of three families. The three characters "He", "Chu" and "Zhang" were already written on the paper card.

"Steward Sima, at least let us go up and have a look before we make a choice?!"

Chu Yunxi couldn't help but stood up and said.

"Of course!" The fat butler smiled and said, "But everyone can look at it, but each house can only send one person, and this time it can only be seen, not manually!"

"it is good!"

Chu Yunxi agreed and immediately said respectfully, "Master Yan please!"

Yan Binghe nodded, and then walked towards the stage with his head swaggered.

"You Si, you go!"

Upon seeing this, Zhang Youan couldn't wait to shout to his younger brother.

Zhang Yousi hurriedly got up and followed onto the stage.

"Mr. He, go up and have a look!" He Qingwu said to Lin Yu.

"No, I have seen their true and false!" Lin Yu said calmly, glanced at the three gods on the table, and then made a decision in his heart.

"Even masters like Master Yan have to go up and check, you actually...Forget it, if you don't go, I will go!"

He Ziqin was speechless by Lin Yu, and he simply prepared to go up by himself.

"Brother, let me go!" He Ziheng suddenly grabbed his elder brother, and said eagerly, "I have just memorized the characteristics of the real **** king cauldron carefully, so I should be able to see the difference between them!"

"Oh?" He Ziqin nodded immediately, "Okay, then you go up, brother, remember, you must be cautious!"

"Don't worry!" He Ziheng nodded very confidently, and then quickly walked onto the stage.

He Ziqin squeezed his sweat and straightened his neck to look at his younger brother, wishing he would go up and screen it out himself.

"Mr. He, have you ever understood this **** Wangding before?!"

Seeing that Lin Yu was so confident, He Qingwu couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

"Yeah... be it!" Lin Yu nodded and smiled, "But don't expect too much from it, just treat it as a collection worth collecting!"

Although in the memory of his ancestors, there are many usages and memorial methods for the **** king ding, but it is impossible to know whether the **** king ding is so peculiar. His ancestors are more inclined to think that the **** king ding may have some exorcism. The role of Gathering Fortune is definitely not as magical as in the legend. The so-called can change the destiny of a family, but it is a legend after deification!

"Ok!"

He Qingwu nodded, and he was relieved to see Lin Yu saying this. In fact, he didn't care whether the tripod was peculiar, as long as it didn't fall into the hands of the old fox of the Chu family.

After a while, the three people who came to check on stage walked down.

"Siheng, how can you tell which is true and which is false?!"

He Ziqin hurriedly asked the third brother.

"This..." He Ziheng scratched his head, looking embarrassed. "They obviously had been prepared long ago, and the productions are so similar, so... so it's not easy to distinguish!"

He Ziqin's face suddenly darkened when he heard this, and he sighed, his face full of depression.

On the side of the Zhang family, there was nothing better. After Zhang Yousi stepped down, he also looked awkward and cursed a little annoyed: "Fuck, what he did is too similar..."

Only Yan Binghe with a full face of arrogance, raised his head to Chu Xilian and Mr. Chu, patted his chest and said: "Old man, Chief Chu, don't worry, I have already distinguished which is true and which is false, absolutely no problem!"

"Haha, great!"

Chu Xilian's hanging heart suddenly dropped. Originally, he was worried that the three gods, Wang Ding, were too similar, and Yan Binghe was not sure to tell the difference. He didn't expect him to be so confident!

The cheers from the Chu family formed a sharp contrast with the depression of the He and Zhang family.

"Come on, give me pen and paper!" Yan Binghe quickly passed the pen and paper.

The brothers Zhang Youan and Zhang Yousi behind saw this and straightened their necks immediately to see what Yan Binghe had written, but at this time Chu Yunxi had stood up and stood in front of the Zhang brothers, and smiled: "What are the two uncles looking at? What? People from the Zhang family shouldn't do such stealthy things as plagiarism?!"

The complexions of the Zhang Youan brothers changed, and then Zhang Youan pushed the pen and paper to Zhang Yousi, and said in a deep voice, "Second brother, there are so many things, you can choose according to your instinct!"

Zhang Yousi nodded, then lowered her head and covered it with her hand, wrote a number very concealedly, and then folded the paper card.

"Dad, or let me write it!"

From the He family, He Ziqin squeezed a pen and paper and said to his father. Judging from his instinct, the number 3 on the far right is very likely to be true.

"You write, what do you need Mr. He to follow?!" He Qingwu frowned and said coldly, "Give the pen and paper to Mr. He!"

He Ziqin's lungs were about to explode, and he didn't know if his father was stunned, and he believed in this hairy boy so much.

But he didn't dare to refute his father's words, so he handed the pen and paper to Lin Yu's hand with a stern face, and said coldly: "Boy, just guess! See if you can get lucky this time!"

Lin Yu ignored him, took the pen and paper, and said to He Qingwu, "Thank you, Mr. He for your trust!"

To be honest, he was somewhat puzzled in his heart. He didn't understand why He Qingwu trusted him so much. From entering the door to now, he has given him great trust, which made him feel very gratified and moved, so he secretly decided Determined, this time I must help the He family win the battle for this **** Wangding.

Then he turned around and quickly wrote down the choice he had made in his heart on the paper card with a pen.

"Hey, what number did you write, let us see it!"

He Ziqin stretched his neck and glanced here, frowned and called to Lin Yu.

"Yes, Mr. He, what number did you choose?" He Ziheng also asked anxiously.

"Don't reveal the secret!" Lin Yu squinted and smiled, then handed the folded paper card to the cheongsam lady who was aside.