Jianbao Gold Finger

After listening to the signature on the bamboo sculpture read out by the equation, the buyers who are very fond of and understand the art of carving suddenly widened their eyes and let out uncontrollable exclamations.

"What? Zhu Shen everyone?"

"This Zhu Shen...is that the Zhu Shen we know?"

"Zhu Shen? Could it be... could it be Zhu Zhizheng and Shen Dasheng's mentor and apprentice? These two people have completed the work together... it is difficult to see in the world, and it is difficult to see in the world!"

Hearing the explicit content of the equation, Elder Tang stood up excitedly and shouted, while the smug smile on Young Master Tong's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a surprised and ignorant expression.

"Old Tang, you are right! Zhu and Shen are already written here, that is, Zhu Zhizheng and Shen Dasheng, and Master Shen Dasheng’s word is Zhong Xu, and Zhong Xu’s teacher shows that this is indeed a thing. Master Shen Dasheng followed his master Zhu Zhizheng to complete a work together! In the folk, although there are not many sculptures by Master Zhu Zhizheng, there are still many sculptures. Master Shen Dasheng's works are even more classics, but...Zhu Shen I have only seen this one of the work completed by the master and apprentice together!"

The equation is explained carefully,

"That's right, that's right... It's also the first time I have seen this work done by the master and apprentice together, alas, classic, classic..."

Elder Don bowed his head and exclaimed,

"Then Elder Don, can you estimate a price for this work, and see if the price of two million is high or low?"

The bidders on the scene excitedly said to Don,

"The price? Naturally it is much more than two million!"

Elder Tang took it for granted that when he heard this, Tong Dashao’s face became even more ugly, as if a duck that had reached its mouth was flying away.

"Zhu Zhizheng and Shen Dasheng are both very famous bamboo carving artists in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, and not many bamboo carving works have been handed down to the world because many of them have been destroyed due to preservation problems! So they both Everyone’s works are very cherished, and the prices are generally higher! Zhu Zhizheng once had a work that was auctioned for 4.8 million, while the highest auction price of Shen Dasheng’s work reached 7 million, so this one was their master and apprentice The work of the two people's cooperation, even if it is just a work done through practice on weekdays, it is also very valuable! According to my estimation, its market price should reach at least 800 to 9 million yuan. If it is a bidding price, it will It will be higher!"

Elder Tang’s words made everyone present at the scene boil. Everyone’s unanimous statement was...the equation was missing, and Xie Guohai on the side was also very excited. He couldn’t help but ask the equation.

"Mr. Fang, the signature of this work is so ingenious and obscure, how did you find it?"

"Uh......"

The equation was stunned for a moment. Of course, he couldn't say that because he was an ancient god, his eyes could see whatever he wanted!

"Oh, actually... to be honest, I was fortunate enough to have seen this bamboo carving in other places before, so... I just know the exquisiteness of it! If I just pick up the leak, I'm not convinced. If I don't have some insight, I just want to pick up the omission...I can't find it yet!

The equation smiled nonsense,

"Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Fang got this treasure at a low price because he understood the true value of this bamboo root carving. Congratulations again to Mr. Fang!"

Xie Guohai applauded,

"Don't congratulate me, because the reason why I took this work...is to give it to Mr. Tang!"

The words of the equation shocked the audience again. The audience was silent, and they all looked at Don who was sitting on the side. Don looked at the equation in shock, his eyes full of doubts.

"Old Tang, you just said very well. This bamboo root carving shows us what our ancestors looked like at a certain point in the long history of history. It is a treasure that witnesses history! But... It’s a piece of rubbish if you don’t know how to appreciate it. It’s better to let it go to someone who understands it and cherishes it! If our country’s antiques are reduced to a tool for the rich to fight for wealth, That would be too sad, so...this work, you deserve it more than anyone else!"

After talking about the equation, Don’s eyes immediately became wet. These words...speaking of his heart,

"Give it to me? But it..."

Elder Tang murmured that the equation understood what he meant, and interrupted him with a smile.

"Old Tang, to say something that is not very pleasing, these two million are really nothing to me! Of course, you don’t have to worry about what I am a rich second generation who spends money on my own. The money is earned by myself, so if I give you two million comforts, you can accept it with peace of mind!"

The equation is like two invisible hands slapped severely on the face of Tong Dashao, he lowered his head without saying a word!But in fact, he was not ashamed, but regretting why he didn't insist on photographing the bamboo-rooted carving just now, and now it's cheap for this kid named Fang!

"In fact, I originally thought that Young Master Tong bid with me because he knew the special features of this bamboo root carving..."

He deliberately continued to shame the rich and rich young man,

"You don’t want to be cheap and sell well? If it weren’t because I didn’t keep asking you, could you buy the bamboo root carving for only two million? You have to brag to see if the occasion is good? Two million for you Nothing? If I continue to raise the price with you, can you still afford it? You should thank me well!"

It’s probably the youngest Tong who said without shame,

"Thank you? Thank you for what? Thank you for being arrogant? Or thank you for your arrogance? Are you thanking you for nothing or thanking you? I don’t know the so-called? Others are not as strong as yourself. Being a rich second generation is worse than being a rich generation. The only lucky place in your life is to have a good father! But your father is unlucky, having such a prodigal son!"

The equation did not save Tong Dashao any face, and every sentence was harsh and merciless.

"If you come to the auction just to prove that you are rich, then you don't have to participate again, because there are many occasions to prove that you are very rich! And you should not do arty things because they are not professional. ......Will provoke ridicule, even if people do not smile on your lewd face, but in their hearts... they have laughed you from head to toe! So... .. Don’t feel good about yourself anymore! Since you have no interest in this exquisite folk art and treasures handed down from ancient times to the present, don’t force yourself! The auction...You still don’t continue to participate Come in!"

After listening to the equation, Young Master Tong is stupid, he doesn’t even have the language to connect to the equation.

"You...why did you let me leave the auction? You did this auction?"

The young Master Tong who reacted suddenly yelled in anger, he has not been humiliated like this yet.

"You are really right. I really did this auction, because...I am the owner of those ten South Sea pearls!"

Speaking of the equation lightly!