He Lin's expression was furious, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and he shook his head with a wry smile: "Professor Ma, I don't know." ”

Ma Yuliang sighed again and said, "Its scientific name is called, copper tire cloisonné enamel glazed openwork jade pot spring bottle. ”

"Cloisonné?" He Lin's heart jumped suddenly.

Copper tire cloisonné enamel is the scientific name of cloisonné.

Ma Yuliang nodded: "This is the finished bronze ware that reflects the highest level of cloisonne tire making during the Ming Dynasty. The hollowed-out carcass is fired directly and drawn with copper wire, and you can see that in those gaps, they are actually paintings. ”

Ma Yuliang handed the jade pot spring bottle to He Lin.

He Lin raised his head and looked carefully at the sun.

Sure enough, the position of openwork also has exquisite paintings.

It even gives a sense of life.

The painting is three-dimensional, not at all like a flat surface, but borrows the form of openwork to achieve another 3D effect.

Ma Yuliang put his hands behind his back and said with admiration: "Hundreds of years ago, the historical value of this antique was far greater than its market value. ”

"Xiao He, I want to buy this jade pot spring bottle on behalf of the school, I can't give you too much market price, but it can also ensure that your mother's illness is solved. ”

He Lin's eyes lit up, and he nodded without hesitation and agreed.

First, this jade pot spring bottle is very easy to obtain, second, Ma Yuliang is his sister's mentor, and most importantly, his mother's surgery fee can be solved directly!

Even if he suffered a loss on the jade pot spring bottle, He Lin felt that he had made a profit.

And this Ma Yuliang's identity is far from being as simple as just a professor.

This time, it was Ma Yuliang who was stunned.

In fact, his face was still a little red.

The market value of this jade pot spring bottle is at least more than one million.

He was able to mobilize less than half a million dollars.

He Xiaoyu's matter, of course he, as a tutor, knows about it, and he is also ready to launch a fundraising fund for the school to help.

Her brother He Lin suddenly took the antique to do the appraisal, although he did not like the sale of cultural relics, but he was also ready to help.

He opened his mouth to ask for a jade pot spring bottle, but he was actually ready to be rejected.

After all, the price he can offer is too low.

It's just that this jade pot spring vase is too significant for archaeological research, and it is absolutely priceless, so he didn't hold back from opening his mouth.

But I didn't expect He Lin to agree so directly and decisively, without the slightest hesitation.

At this moment, suddenly a girl ran out of the gate of the auction house.

"Teacher, the auction is about to start. ”

Ma Yuliang came back to his senses, and then he said to He Lin: "Nephew He Linxian, participate in the auction with me first, and I will help you identify the Night Pearl after the end." You are willing to give me this treasure, in fact, you have already suffered a big loss, you are also thinking about it, don't be too impulsive. ”

He Lin's heart moved, and he didn't say anything else, so he followed Ma Yuliang into the auction together.

......

Pixiu Auction House is very well-known in Gui City, and an auction is held every week.

Each lot is an absolute treasure.

If you buy a fake at the auction, according to the rules of the trade, the fake one pays ten!

And there is no inflated price here, and it is definitely not worth more than one item on its own. The reason why Ma Yuliang chose to buy here is also part of the reason.

After sitting down, He Lin felt his heart beat a little faster.

When he came in, he had already seen a lot of familiar faces, after all, the Pixiu auction house was in the antique street, and every time there was an auction, the shopkeepers were indispensable.

In addition, it is the famous nobles, entrepreneurs, or other rich people in the city.

He had also entered the Pixiu auction before, but his family's He Tong Baojian's strength was not enough, so he could only be in the last row.

The seats in the first row are all fine rosewood.

Above the auction table in the center, a splendid crystal lamp hangs, and the layout around it is a wraparound staircase layout from the inside to the outside, one layer after another.

Ma Yuliang can sit in the first row, which shows the importance that Pixiu Auction attaches to him.

"Tsk, I thought I was looking at the wrong eye, who is this person?

An untimely taunt suddenly rang out.

He Lin unnaturally held the armrest of the chair, retracted his hand to his lap, and pinched his clothes.

It's normal for someone to know him, but it's unusual if the shopkeepers don't recognize him.

"Hehe, He Lin, if I remember well, Lao He should have lost his mind, your mother is still in the hospital for rescue, you actually have the heart to come to the Pixiu auction? Why, do you want to sell your shop here? The auction sells antiques, not real estate certificates. Another caustic voice rang out.

He Lin pinched his pants tightly, and his face turned red.

"Tsk, this eldest young master of He Tong Baojian may have also been stimulated, and even walked to the first row and sat down, he didn't know who was sitting next to him?

"Hahaha. ”

Ridicule and ridicule abounded.

He Lintong's red cheeks had turned the color of pig liver, he stood up with difficulty, and whispered, "Professor Ma, I'll wait for you outside." ”

Ma Yuliang frowned slightly, and he also turned his head to look behind him.

At this moment, the shopkeepers who opened their mouths to mock He Lin all stiffened.

They only thought that Ho Lin was sitting in the first row.

But he was actually talking to Ma Yuliang......

And Ma Yuliang, even look at them?

Ma Yuliang shook his head, and his face became calm: "Xiao He, sit down, this is the auction, I invited you in, the organizer wants to give me this little face, what others say, you don't care, when the auction starts later, you can also open your eyes." ”

Quiescence......

There is also astonishment.

The group of shopkeepers who mocked He Lin all widened their eyes.

However, Ma Yuliang didn't pay attention to them anymore and turned his head back.

He Lin also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the others had died down, and then sat down peacefully.

There was already a burst of sweat behind him.

If he really sat in the first row rashly, without Ma Yuliang, he would definitely be thrown out by the security guards.

"Xiao He, let me introduce you, this is my student Qingle, and I am also Xiaoyu's classmate. ”

Ma Yuliang continued to speak casually.

Only then did He Lin notice the girl who had just come in with them.

The skin is like condensed fat, the eyes are bright and the teeth are bright, and the ponytail that just reaches the shoulder is full of youthful and lovely atmosphere.

For a moment, He Lin was stunned.

"Hello, my name is Qingle. "The crisp and melodious sound is like a heavenly sound.

He Lin was agitated and came to his senses: "Ah...... My name is He Lin......"

He stretched out half of his hand, and felt awkward again, because he had just seen the porcelain on the stall, and his palm was dirty, and he wanted to take it back. Qingle covered his mouth and chuckled, and there was a little curiosity in his eyes.

His teacher, Ma Yuliang, was extremely accurate, also extremely high, and more importantly, he didn't like antique dealers.

The He Lin in front of him, although he is He Xiaoyu's brother, his family also runs an antique shop.

Why was the teacher so kind to him?

Seeing that Qingle didn't stretch out his hand, He Lin withdrew his hand in a way that he thought he was not embarrassed, and touched the armrest of the chair.

"He Lin has a good eye, Qingle will have to learn more from him later. ”

Ma Yuliang's words made He Lin feel flattered.

At the same time, the lights in the center of the auction table suddenly became a little brighter.

The light itself was a warm yellow, but now it is a transparent white.

The sound of the bell and the hammer striking the table sounded.

Only then did He Lin realize that there was an extra young man in a suit behind the auction table.

He had a pair of gold-rimmed eyes, a smile on his face, and a clear voice: "The auction will start now, and I invite you distinguished guests, look ahead, I am the auction manager of this field." ”

"This first lot is a porcelain produced by the official kiln of the Ming Dynasty, engraved with flowers, birds, beasts, flowers and grass patterns lotus petal celadon bowls!"

"The starting price is 100,000 yuan! Each bid must not be less than 10,000 yuan!"

As he reached out and lifted the red cloth on the porcelain plate on the auction table.

A porcelain bowl with a dark blue color throughout, exposed to white light.

Open bowl-shaped, rounded lips, curved belly, circled feet.

On the outer wall is a double-layer upward lotus pattern, and there is even a slightly convex ridge on the back of the lotus petal, although it is flat, it gives people a three-dimensional sense of relief.

Almost half of the people seated stood up and looked at the auction table with a slightly excited face.

The auction manager carefully held up the porcelain bowl, tilted it slightly, and showed the inside of the bowl to everyone to see.

Inside the bowl are lifelike flowers and plants, birds and beasts painting patterns.

He Lin's heartbeat accelerated slightly.

In his sight, a thin layer of green light floated on this celadon bowl from the official kiln of the Ming Dynasty.