girl appraiser

Chapter 62 Old Imitation (2)

"Let's go in and look at the antiques!" Yang Nairu laughed, "Old Wu, let me tell you, there are treasures!"

"What treasure?" Wu Shufei said, "I have seen the secret color porcelain of Yue kiln tonight, and is there a better treasure than the secret color porcelain?"

"This is incomparable!" Zhou Zhengguo said, "Among porcelains, Yue Kiln's secret color porcelain, Ru porcelain, Yuan blue and white, Tang Sancai, etc., are all outstanding. But among ancient paintings, Song Huizong's paintings are absolutely outstanding. Painting No.1."

"Song Huizong's painting?" Wu Shufei immediately stopped and asked, "Who brought it?"

"Mr. Zhen from Antique Street intends to make a move, but his asking price is 5000 million. We are not sure, so we want to ask you to have a look!" Yang Nairu said in a low voice.

"I'm going to charge some palm eye fees today." Wu Shufei said suddenly.

"Fuck you!" Yang Nairu cursed in a low voice.

"Did a prodigal son bring the secret-colored porcelain today?" Zhou Zhengguo said, "Is it really the secret-colored porcelain?"

"I authenticated it, it's not fake!" Wu Shufei said.

"Oh?" Zhou Zhengguo naturally has nothing to say about Wu Shufei's appreciation. He said that it is true, at least [-]% hope it is genuine, "Whoever brought it, I will also open my eyes."

"Your student." Yang Nairu laughed.

"That little girl?" Zhou Zhengguo was taken aback for a moment, and then asked, "Where did she get the secret color porcelain?"

"Go and ask?" Yang Nairu said intentionally.

Duanmu Baolian was walking beside them, so she could hear it clearly, she couldn't help but rolled her eyes with resentment, and simply pretended that she didn't exist.

"The old man of the Mo family has come and bought it." Yang Nairu said, "You have no chance to see it."

"Little girl, what other porcelain do you have at home?" Zhou Zhengguo was instantly interested in Duanmu Baolian.

"There is no Ru porcelain, Yuan blue and white, Tang Sancai..." Duanmu Baolian said directly.

While everyone was talking, they had already walked inside, and Yang Nairu directly led Wu Shufei to walk over, and in front of the ancient painting, a group of people gathered around to look at it.

Song Huizong's reputation is too great, no matter whether he wants to buy it or not, when he sees his paintings, he can't help but look at them more.

"Boss Zhen, you haven't been here for a long time!" Wu Shufei, as the host, naturally knew Boss Zhen, and greeted immediately.

"There's nothing good, so naturally I won't come here. I got a good one this time, but I'm nervous all of a sudden. I'm here to see if anyone is interested." Boss Zhen hurriedly said with a smile.

"Let me see!" Wu Shufei said as he walked over.

When everyone saw him, they moved away one after another, but they were surrounded again immediately. Duanmu Baolian couldn't get close to look at him, so he could only step back a few steps, walked to the rest area beside him, and took a drink. Watermelon juice, drink slowly.

Waiting for her to finish drinking a large glass of watermelon juice, she saw Jin Rongruo walking in, saw her, and sighed, "You're so lucky, I'm surprised, how can you produce so many pearls?"

"What's wrong with you?" Duanmu Baolian asked puzzled.

"I'm 100 million, so it's a waste of time." Mentioning this, Jin Rongruo sighed, if he hadn't seen so many high-quality pearls from Duanmu Baolian, he wouldn't have had a fever in his head and ran to play pearls.

Just know that out of ten bets, nine losers, betting on such a word is absolutely unacceptable.

(End of this chapter)