After saying this, I saw Xu Wenwen, the boss of Boya Zhai, clutching his chest tightly, trembling all over, his eyes were blank, his face was bloodless, and he muttered to himself.

"Twenty million!"

"20 million ......"

"I-hate it-"

At this time, Jin Feng smiled indifferently.

"The cloisonne in the Qianlong period could be sold for a thousand yuan in the early years of the Republic of China!"

"Heavenly Capital. A thousand oceans is enough for a well-off family to live for ten years, without worrying about food and clothing!"

"Although the cloisonne of the cloisonne period is not as exquisite as the Qianlong period......"

However, the cloisonne of the Jingtai period has very little circulation, and each piece is an official kiln heavy weapon. ”

"Its price is not lower than Qianlong!"

"You, just boasted about a fake one to pay ten ......"

After a pause, Jin Feng said in a cold voice.

"I said—"

"Y-can't afford it!"

With a pop, Xu Wenwen collapsed to the ground, his eyes rolling, and he had already fainted with fright.

Several of the wealthy players present knew the great value of cloisonné.

As early as ten years ago, the transaction price of a pair of cloisonné enamel Domu pots in Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty reached 90 million.

At the 2012 Christie's Hong Kong Island Autumn Auction, a pair of Qing Yongzheng imperial cloisonné enamel double crane incense burners fell to the hammer price of hundreds of millions.

Although the price of cloisonne has been sluggish in recent years, this bottle of cloisonne flower Yao Xu Wen, which is nominally native to the Qianlong period, took nearly 20 million to get it.

Twenty million, just the capital.

Sold to Zeng Zimo Zeng's family, although he only earned a commission, he also got 25 million!

Now that it has been identified as a fake, not to mention the loss, he boasted that he would lose 10 million if he was fake, and he would have to pay 250 million.

Rao is Xu Wenwen has been in the antique business for 30 years, making a lot of money, and his net worth is only hundreds of millions.

This time the eye will be ruined!

And that's not all.

The reputation he had built up after 30 years of hard work in the antique shop was ruined. From then on, I couldn't mix in this circle anymore.

This heel is too big!

In addition, this time his employer, that is, Zeng Zimo, is not trivial, especially Zeng Zimo's grandfather, who is a giant.

He actually sold fake goods to the Zeng family, and once it was exposed by the masters in the future, no one could afford the revenge of the Zeng family, and he would be unable to escape the blame.

Several wealthy collectors looked down at Xu Wenwen, who had fainted and fell to the ground, with different expressions, and secretly shook their heads and sighed.

At the same time, I am also full of admiration and respect for the unremarkable young man in front of me.

A little more daunting.

Jin Feng's face was expressionless, his face was cold, and he looked at Xu Wenwen coldly.

Although I don't know the price of cloisonne in today's world, I am not shocked when I see Xu Wenwen from being arrogant and domineering to now unconscious.

What happened next was a little incredible.

After a while, Xu Wenwen slowly woke up, stood up with difficulty, hung his head, lost his soul, and the whole person was ten years old, and he still looked like the vice president of the Jincheng Antique Association.

"It's Xu who planted it, I'm sorry Mr. Zeng. ”

"Hunting geese all day long, but in the end they were pecked by geese in the eyes......"

"Willing to lose the gamble, Xu is willing to be punished. ”

"Xu's life's work is in this store, and from now on this store will be under the name of President Zeng. ”

"There is no Boya Zhai in Jincheng, and there is no Xu Someone. ”

Zeng Zimo shook his jade head lightly and said softly: "This is my friend's momentary angry words, Uncle Xu, don't take it to heart." ”

"Uncle Xu's personality, grandfather and father both understand. ”

"It's a good thing I didn't move this flower goose back, so it's not a big deal. ”

"Grandpa and Dad I'll explain. ”

"I have to trouble Uncle Xu to help the family find a good thing again, you know, we are very short on time. ”

These words came out of Zeng Zimo's mouth, which surprised the rich people present, and praised the Zeng family for being worthy of being a wealthy family in Jincheng for the third generation.

The open-mindedness is admirable.

Hearing this, Xu Wenwen trembled as if he had been amnestied, and in front of many people, he burst into tears, bowing deeply to Zeng Zimo and thanking him.

But Jin Feng next to him was noncommittal about this, still indifferent and did not say a word.

When he walked out of the door, Xu Wenwen mustered up the courage to ask Jin Feng.

"Excuse me, sir. ”

Jin Feng didn't look back, and responded indifferently.

"You don't deserve to ask. ”

Several rich people also chased to the door, looking at Jin Feng's back from afar, secretly frightened.

Since then, there has been one more legend in the circle.

There was a young man who didn't even put his hands on it, and just by looking at it with the naked eye, he knocked Xu Wenwen down for 30 years in the vertical and horizontal circle.

Following Zeng Zimo out, Zeng Zimo and Jin Feng walked side by side, occasionally turning to look at Jin Feng sideways, Ruifeng's eyes were full of curiosity.

I wanted to speak several times, but it was difficult to speak.

This is an enigmatic man.

Although he was dressed in rags, the fortitude and coldness on his face were daunting.

Finally, Zeng Zimo mustered up the courage and spoke softly.

"I'm sorry, I really, didn't look down on you just now......"

"I'm just a little curious...... You can see that it's fake before you even get started......"

"You're ...... Terrible. ”

The good smell of the fragrance is faint and faint, and Jin Feng's snort is passed on, which is a pure natural women's body fragrance.

Quiet as Snow Lan, elegant as jasmine, evoking the deepest memories in Jin Feng's heart.

Suddenly, Jin Feng turned his head and looked at Zeng Zimo.

The obsidian-like deep and quiet gaze shines through like a statue of a god.

For a moment, Zeng Zimo only felt that his heart trembled, and even his breathing had stopped.

Jin Feng swept his eyes and fell into the distance.

Zeng Zimo was slightly disappointed in his heart, because he found that Jin Feng's attention just now was not on him at all.

Once upon a time, the proudest princess of the Jincheng Zeng family was ignored by a strange man.

"Why do I care so much about him......"

Suddenly, Zeng Zimo was startled by the thoughts in his heart.

I couldn't help biting my lip, trying to control my emotions, and said softly.

"I'll accompany you to the hospital. ”

"I'll buy you another ......"

Jin Feng spoke.

"What kind of stuff does your grandpa need?"

Zeng Zimo was stunned, and said in a coquettish voice: "The more expensive, the better, and the more historically significant, the best......"

"My grandfather also said that it was better to have something that was used by celebrities......"

"It is better to inherit in an orderly manner and have a clear origin!"

"Give it away?"

Jin Feng's faint words made Zeng Zimo stunned, and then nodded yes.

This man, he actually knows everything.

Jin Feng casually pointed to a stall in the distance: "There is a cigarette stick there, you can take it and try it." ”

"The whole fairy bridge is still a thing. ”

Zeng Zimo was stunned for three seconds when he heard this, and the bottom of his heart turned up again.

hurriedly followed Jin Feng to the stall, and was shocked again.

The booth was twenty meters from where it was standing......

Remembering what happened in Boya Zhai just now, this ...... Man, how can he see so far?

Is he clairvoyant?

The stall in front of me is not big, no more than three meters long, and dozens of various handicrafts are scattered on a piece of colored striped cloth.

The stall owner is a middle-aged man with a Central Plains accent.

It is the oldest and largest thrift trading market in Jincheng, although the market has been sluggish in recent years, but it is limited to cultural toys.

This does not prevent the flow of people here.

Jin Feng bent down to pick up an inconspicuous cigarette stick on the stall, and the black oily right index finger and middle finger held the cigarette stick, and wiped it straight from the cigarette pot to the cigarette holder.

With his backhand, he handed the cigarette holder to Zeng Zimo.

Zeng Zimo looked at the cigarette stick in his hand, the pressure felt very heavy, no more than thirty centimeters long, the material should be made of copper, the color is dark, there are several patinas on the cigarette stick, the black spots are dense, old and mottled.

The upper mouthpiece is a milky white made of unknown material, with several yellow and black spots.

The length of the cigarette holder is only five centimeters, but it is very smooth to the touch, a little like jade.

On the place leaning against the cigarette holder, two English letters are engraved.

JB！

The cigarette stick is very ordinary and old, and Zeng Zimo was a little hesitant to hold it in his hand.

Under the scorching sun, a strange combination of a man and a woman stood in front of the stall, attracting the attention of many people.

The man's body was black and dirty, either a migrant worker or a ragged collector.

But there is a fairy standing next to her.

The stall owner was also very curious about the pair, and at first squinted his eyes and looked at it, not caring at all.

Suddenly, he saw the famous watch and clothes Zeng Zimo was wearing, and he stood up as soon as he got up, and his head followed.

"This ...... The beautiful boss likes this object?"