"One hundred yuan? Isn't this too ridiculous?" Li Qing looked at me dumbfounded, her face full of surprise.
"But he wouldn't buy it for a hundred dollars in any antique store. Therefore, if I buy it for 100 yuan, it can also be said that I bought a broken antique at a high price." I explained seriously.
"It doesn't matter, I'll have experience next time. However, if he wanted to do this kind of business for a long time, he had to pay a high price. A hundred yuan was not enough, but tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands was enough. That's how you get repeat customers. Only then will word of mouth spread and form word of mouth." Li Qing analyzed seriously." So, we can only let them take advantage of us."
"You're right. If you want to do it for a long time, you can only let others take advantage of you." I pretended to be a little depressed, but I was secretly laughing.
Finally, I succeeded in establishing an idea for her, that is, she introduced the rich to sell damaged antiques, in fact, let the rich take advantage of it.
"Have you rented a room yet?" Li Qing asked another important question.
"Don't worry. Just let your colleagues stay here on Friday. I'll definitely move my luggage away that day." I promised.
And she was sick for a long time, until late at night, I reluctantly returned to my room, and soon fell into a good sleep.
The next morning, I woke up as usual and found that my body was flowing black and yellow again, but this time it was much less.
I got up and moved around. I was pleasantly surprised to find that my body was healthier, my skin firmer, my six-pack abs more obvious, my body full of energy, and my whole person felt full of vitality.
I didn't go out in the morning, so I rested at home.
Repairing the bottle was a very mentally demanding job, and I needed to recover.
Li Qing went to work as usual.
Finally, at noon, a message came to my mind: repair complete.
I was overjoyed and immediately took out the bottle and examined it carefully.
The once ferocious crack had disappeared without a trace, and the entire bottle looked as if it was integrated. The pink glaze was as warm as jade, and the glaze was naturally beautiful. It was so beautiful that one couldn't look away.
"It's too magical, too unbelievable." I couldn't help but exclaim repeatedly, my heart full of joy and pride.
That day, I took this bottle to Old Master Zhao.
Old Master Zhao put on his presbyopic glasses and held a magnifying glass. He carefully examined it for a long time. His face was full of shock and disbelief. Finally, he agreed to take a picture of the bottle.
The day after tomorrow, Thursday.
There was already a large-scale auction in Zhonghai on Thursday, and it had been advertised for three months. By then, rich people from all over the world would come to participate in the auction. Adding two top-notch treasures would not be a problem for the auction.
Time flew by and it was Thursday.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, I appeared at the auction hall of the largest auction company in Zhonghai.
The hall was already crowded with people. Many rich people had come, and many of them were foreigners.
Each of them was well-dressed and exuded an air of wealth. Their every move revealed their extraordinary status.
Just as I was looking around, I suddenly met Su Wenyuan.
When he saw me, he immediately began to beat his chest and stomp his feet. He said tearfully,"I simply have no eyes. I didn't know that Tang Yin's" Hairpin Lady Painting "was hidden under that painting. It was a masterpiece. Alas, I picked up the leak all my life, but I actually capsized in the gutter. The biggest leak was missed from my hand." You're really too amazing, too lucky…"
I was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to comfort him.
Fortunately, the auction suddenly started, which solved my problem.
The crystal chandelier in the auction hall suddenly dimmed, and a beam of chasing lights accurately hit the rotating stage, reflecting the sparkling light in the auction display area.
When the host walked onto the stage with a gilded wooden mallet in his hand, the entire venue was suddenly quiet, and only the slight sound of the air conditioner outlet was amplified infinitely in the silence.
" The first one to appear is Tang Yin's Painting of Beautiful Women with Hairpins from the Ming Dynasty!" As the red velvet curtain slowly opened, my palm holding the bidding card instantly broke out in sweat.
The scroll slowly unfolded in the special display cabinet. The golden steps on the temples of the ladies seemed to penetrate the painting paper. The laughter and laziness between the eyebrows were lifelike under the cold light.
Su Wenyuan sat three rows behind me. I could feel his burning gaze on my back, as if he wanted to see through the painting.
"The starting price is 12 million!" As soon as the host finished speaking, a silver-haired old man on the VIP seat on the right took the lead in raising his number plate." 13 million!" Behind him stood a bodyguard in a suit with an auction house VIP badge pinned to his chest.
Then, the electronic screen on the second floor lit up with the scarlet number "15 million". Behind the red velvet curtain, the jade ring could be seen turning between his fingers.
The bidding became increasingly intense. When the price exceeded 30 million, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses suddenly stood up in the back row and said," 35 million! I bid for the Japanese collectors!"
His Mandarin had a strong Kansai accent. Before he could finish his sentence, the young woman in the third row on the left let out a sweet laugh. On the arm holding the card, three strings of old beeswax fingers collided with each other and made a clear sound: " 40 million! My grandfather loves Tang Bohu's authentic works!"
My heart was about to burst through my chest, and my ring was burning slightly between my fingers, as if I were boiling over this auction.
When the price was stuck at 48 million, the audience suddenly fell into a strange silence.
The emcee raised his mallet high and said in a bewitching tone," 48 million going once! Is there anyone else who wants to bid…"
"50 million!" I suddenly turned around and saw Old Master Zhao's butler holding up a bidding card with gold characters on a black background. His gaze behind his gold-rimmed glasses was as calm as a deep abyss.
In the midst of an uproar, the wooden mallet fell heavily. 50 million sold!"
Su Wenyuan's sigh was mixed in with the thunderous applause, and it was especially clear.
Before I could calm down, the auction of other treasures began.
Jade, porcelain, calligraphy, bronze...
Take turns.
The bidding was extremely intense, causing one's heart to beat wildly and one's breath to quicken.
Finally, the staff will be the finale of the Southern Song Longquan powder green glaze paper hammer bottle on the booth.
The porcelain bottle is flowing faint pink and blue under the light, as if it condenses Jiangnan misty rain on the bottle body. The crack that once made me sleepless has long disappeared without a trace, leaving only a natural ice crack road, telling the miracle of time.
" This is an exclusive product of the Southern Song Dynasty. The starting price is 8 million!" As soon as the host's voice fell, a noblewoman wearing a pearl necklace in the front row could not wait to raise her placard: " 10 million! This glaze color is simply more intoxicating than my grandson's full moon wine!"
Her voice triggered a chuckle, but it also ignited a new round of bidding wars.
The white-robed businessman from the Middle East directly raised his bidding card above his head." 25 million! I want to bring the eastern moon back to the desert!"
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