Zheng Zheng was curious for a moment, approached the painting, said hello to the person guarding the painting, and looked down. At first glance, Zheng Zheng was puzzled, but the question of why the price of this painting was so low was also answered: there was no seal or the title of the painter on this painting, only a year and month, and it was impossible to determine whose work it was, except for being able to determine that it was a work from the Ming Dynasty.

The inscription and seal on the ancient painting are very important, and if a painting has a title seal and the author happens to be a little famous at that time, the value of the painting will naturally rise. But the status of a painting without a title seal is quite awkward, because there is no way to prove its value. Even if the brushwork, style, and artistic conception presented on a painting are the characteristics of a famous artist, as long as there is no inscription seal, no one can say that this is the work of that master.

"No wonder the price is only 5,000 and no one wants to ask for it, it turns out that this is the reason. Zheng Zheng knew it when he saw it, and he said secretly in his heart. If a painting cannot prove who the original author is, even if it is a few years old, its value is not high, and it does not have much appreciation and collection value. Everyone present obviously understood this truth, so even though the price of this painting was 5,000, no one paid much attention to it.

Zheng Zheng put down the painting, found a nearby seat to make it, and said secretly in his heart: "If you buy it for 5,000 yuan, this is not a profit, but it will not be a loss." Take it back and put it in the store to scare those nouveau riche, and it's still okay to use it to town the town. ”

As soon as he sat down, Zheng Zheng felt that something was struck on his waist, and he subconsciously reached out and touched it, but touched the bronze balance that he had placed in the inner pocket of his suit before.

"I almost forgot about this baby, but it's not going to be of much use today. Zheng Zheng casually put the bronze balance on the table and thought to himself.

Everything that can be placed here today has been carefully identified in advance, and there will never be fakes, but it is absolutely impossible to detect leaks here.

Although Zheng Zheng understood, after he took out the bronze balance, he still habitually squinted at the bronze balance.

"Zheng Zheng, it turns out that you are here. ”

Zheng Zheng was squinting at the bronze scale, but Zheng Bei walked over with an angry face. He saw Zheng Zheng sitting there as if nothing had happened, and the roots of his teeth itched with hatred, but there were so many people present next to him, and Zheng Bei couldn't have a seizure. He approached Zheng Zheng, gritted his teeth and said, "You, very good, very good." ”

Zheng Bei has such a big foreign appearance, and he is naturally angry in his heart. Although he knew that this matter was his own eyes, and he couldn't complain about Zheng Zheng, Zheng Bei still attributed this matter to Zheng Zheng. That is, there are many people here, and Zheng Bei is not good at attacking, otherwise Zheng Bei will have to fight with Zheng Zheng to vent his anger a little.

Zheng Zheng took his eyes off the bronze scale, he looked at Zheng Bei, and said lightly: "Young Master Zheng, you have already fought with me, you don't need to come to greet me again, if you are fine, please go and busy with you, I am also quite busy here." ”

After speaking, Zheng Zheng didn't even glance at Zheng Bei beside him. He picked up the bronze scales on the table and walked straight to the booth of the landscape painting.

"Zheng Zheng, let me tell you, this matter is not over for the two of us!" Zheng Bei followed Zheng Zheng's side, gritting his teeth and saying word by word.

Zheng Zheng snorted coldly, squinted at Zheng Bei, who was angry, and said: "The pieces I identified are indeed Yuan blue and white porcelain, is this true? You also confirmed it at that time, it is Yuan blue and white porcelain." I'm going to cheat you at this point, right? As for the price later...... Hmph, I said I wanted 100,000 yuan, and you bought it anyway, who can blame you? Do I still force you to buy it? Or did I pat my chest and assure you that all the pieces were pieces on the Yuan blue and white porcelain vase?"

Zheng Bei was speechless when he said this, and he had nothing to refute Zheng Zheng.

Zheng Zheng didn't want to talk to Zheng Bei about this matter, but he was not a saint who did it himself. Zheng Bei had to jump out and say that he was to blame for this matter, so Zheng Zheng was also happy to slap Zheng Bei's face.

Seeing that Zheng Bei was speechless for a while, Zheng Zheng didn't say anything more. He smiled at the man who was looking after the landscape painting and said, "This painting is priced at five thousand yuan, right? ”

It is the duty of the young man in a clean suit to take care of the exhibits in front of him and then tell the auctioneer the news when someone wants to buy them. This painting is placed here, but no one cares about it, and the young people are also a little bored. Now that someone finally asked about this exhibit, the young man suddenly came to his senses. He bowed slightly to Zheng Zheng and asked with a smile, "Please wait, I want to inform ......"

"No need to notify, 10,000 yuan, I'll buy it. ”

Before the young man finished speaking, Zheng Bei on the side interrupted him coldly. He threw out a bank card and said to the young man: "I don't care about others, but no matter how much he pays, I will increase it." He approached Zheng Zheng, who was not very good-looking, and whispered: "Zheng Zheng, I just got on with you." ”

"Damn......" Zheng Zheng glanced coldly at Zheng Bei beside him, and scolded in his heart.

Seeing this, the young man took out the walkie-talkie from his arms and whispered a few words, and after a while, a middle-aged man rushed over.

"Young Master Zheng. The middle-aged man knew Zheng Bei, he said hello to Zheng Bei, and then smiled at Zheng Zheng on the side: "I don't know what you call it?"

"My name is Zheng Zheng. Zheng Zheng nodded to the middle-aged man and said.

The middle-aged man nodded with a smile, and then asked the two, "Both of you want to buy this painting, don't you?"

"Yes. ”

"That's right. ”

Zheng Zheng and Zheng Bei both replied at the same time, and then the two glanced at each other and each sneered.

The atmosphere between the two was obviously not very harmonious, but the auctioneer was used to seeing this kind of vindictiveness, and he didn't think it was surprising. He nodded to the two of them and said with a smile: "Please find a place to sit for a while, this auction process still has to go through." ”

After speaking, the middle-aged man carefully put away the painting, and then walked to the auctioneer's seat. Zheng Zheng found a seat nearby and sat down, Zheng Bei on the side looked at him and sneered, and found a seat not far from him to sit down, right in front of Zheng Zheng.

Zheng Zheng didn't even look at Zheng Bei, and after a quick calculation in his heart, he gritted his teeth and dialed Zheng Yonghe's phone. However, although the phone can be called, Zheng Yonghe has not answered the phone.

After four or five phone calls in a row, but no one answered, Zheng Zheng frowned and thought for a while, and dialed the phone number of Wang Qian, the owner of Donglai Pavilion.

Although he didn't want to alarm Wang Qian about this matter, but the matter had come to this point, and it could only be like this.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is turned off, please dial again later......"

". ”

Hanging up the phone, Zheng Zheng gritted his teeth and scolded angrily in his heart.

Zheng Zheng looked at Zheng Bei, who was sneering not far away, and was extremely depressed. He believed that Zheng Bei definitely didn't take a closer look at the painting, what he did was just to fight with him, and he had to win a game against Zheng Zheng.

But this time......

Zheng Zheng turned his gaze to the bronze scale, on the two weighing pans of the bronze scale, on one side was the projection of the landscape painting, and on the other side were a dozen or so weights superimposed on each other, each representing a unit of "100,000 pieces".

Zheng Zheng gritted his teeth.

Zheng Bei and his vindictiveness this time...... Really got the bet right.

Zheng Zheng lit a cigarette and took a puff with a frown, his temples tensing as he listened to the auctioneer's explanation of the painting.

He had a headache, a very, very bad headache.

Zheng Zheng can be sure that the people present will not be too interested in this painting, they will not temporarily participate in the auction because someone has bought this painting, and even if someone participates in the bidding, they will not insist too much, because the value of this painting is not worth the price they pay too much. As long as Zheng Zheng is willing to persevere, there is a great chance that he will be able to get this painting.

If things go according to this, it will naturally be a good thing to do. But the appearance of Zheng Bei has become Zheng Zheng's biggest obstacle.

This young man who wants to win back a game and has made up his mind to fight Zheng Zheng will never let Zheng Zheng succeed so easily. Zheng Zheng can be sure that if he wants to buy this painting, Zheng Bei will definitely raise the painting to an extremely high price, and then give up and let himself buy it.

If the auction is something else that is not of high value, Zheng Zheng can raise the price when competing with Zheng Bei until the price exceeds the value of the item itself, and then Zheng Zheng will give up calmly, making Zheng Bei suffer a little.

But this painting ...... Judging by the bronze balance, the painting is probably worth more than one million, and it will never be lower than this price. At the same time, Zheng Zheng also believes that Zheng Bei will not raise the price so high, if he increases the price all the way, then he will probably give up the bid for this painting when it is between 300,000 and 500,000 yuan, and let Zheng Zheng pay for this painting.

In this way, the painting finally fell into the hands of Zheng Zheng. Although Zheng Zheng paid a lot of money, it was still profitable.

It's just that there is one of the simplest and most troublesome problems here!!!