Gong Jian looked at this guilty goddess, and the heavy mood just now dissipated all of a sudden. Silly goddess, how could this be her fault. I really want to pinch that wrinkled little face, how to break it.

Gong Jian withdrew the salty pig hand that moved by himself, touched his nose embarrassedly, and changed the topic: "I'm going to the Sifang Temple to investigate and measure the terrain." Xiaoya, do you have time to go with you?"

When the goddess heard Gong Jian say this, she nodded busily, "Yes, I want to go with you." The king of the West just said that about you, and I will go with you. Save his men from bullying you. “

Gong Jian couldn't hold back any longer, laughed, and reached out to rub Aishwarya's smooth hair. The soft touch grabbed his heart at once. Gong Jian couldn't help but sigh with satisfaction: "Then I will rely on you to protect me." In exchange for the goddess's slowly blooming smile.

The matter of the divine realm was decided in this way first, and it was time for Gong Jian to go home.

Back at home, Gong Jian dug out those goddess Chopra to help him pick up the leaks in the antique market, and since there was nothing else to do today, he decided to take these things to the largest auction house in the city to try.

The car drove off the highway and headed straight for the auction house, Gong Jian parked the car, and then came to the door of the auction house.

He looked up at the tall plaque and took a deep breath, this place he had visited many times before his parents died, and his father was also an antique lover, and every time he had the best quality autumn auctions, his father would definitely bring him to watch.

Occasionally, his father would buy a favorite antique or two, but now that his parents had died to pay off his debts, he didn't expect that he would be here again after a short time.

"This gentleman, is there anything I can help you with?" The service lady in the auction house saw Gong Jian at a glance.

"Oh, I wanted to see if these things could be put up for auction with you. Gong Jian pointed to his backpack.

"Please come with me. The waitress took him to the appraiser.

There are many very professional appraisers in the auction house, but this waitress saw that he was dressed ordinarily, so she brought him to a very young appraiser.

The young appraiser first looked him up and down, and found that the person in front of him was dressed very ordinary, and it was not worth a lot of money at first glance, so he had an opinion of Gong Jian in his heart.

Gong Jian first took out the ancient knife coin that looked very inconspicuous, and the young appraiser put Gong Jian's knife coin in his hand and turned it back and forth several times.

He looked at this ancient coin in good condition for a long time, then shrugged his shoulders and said, "This should be an imitation, we don't sell imitations here." ”

"I'm the real thing, take a look. Gong Jian was puzzled in his heart, it was clearly the real thing, why did it become a fake when he came to him?

"You can't be wrong, you must have bought something. "The young appraiser looks confident.

Gong Jian couldn't believe him, and took out other antiques from his bag, but this benevolent brother just glanced at it casually, and it was still the same rhetoric.

"Oh, then I'll take a look at someone else. The palace knew that this was also unreliable, so it did not intend to argue with him, and planned to change to a more experienced appraiser.

As a result, the young appraiser turned his head and winked at the service lady, and the woman understood what the appraiser meant, and immediately said to Gong Jian: "This gentleman, you are welcome to come again next time." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Gong Jian was about to drive herself out when she saw that she was not happy, but it was just the appraisal before the auction, how could they be so perfunctory.

Just as Gong Jian was about to be bombarded by two security guards, a middle-aged man walked over, and he asked with some confusion, "What are you doing? Why are you so noisy?"

"This man took some forgeries and wanted to come and be punished. The young appraiser said immediately.

"Nonsense, mine is genuine!" Gong Jian was very unhappy, this appraiser was obviously watching people put down dishes.

"Yes, sir, take your things out and show them to me. The middle-aged man stretched out his hand.

"Manager, don't you know who he is?" Seeing this, the appraiser hurriedly walked to the manager and whispered: "He is the Gong Jian who both parents died and all the things in the house were auctioned, what do you think he can have left?"

Gong Jian listened to it on the side, and finally understood the reason why this person didn't look at things at all, so he thought that he was carrying a fake, it turned out that this guy actually knew himself.

His parents' valuable things were indeed auctioned, and according to habitual thinking, he felt that Gong Jian could not have anything valuable, which was normal, but as a professional appraiser, he should at least take a serious look.

The manager was unmoved when he heard this, and Gong Jian was about to put the knife coin in his hand.

"Wait a minute. The manager took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket, threw them away, and put them on before taking Gong Jian's knife coin. Then he took out a magnifying glass and looked at the ancient coin seriously.

Gong Jian felt a lot more relieved to see him treat his things so carefully.

"Wuyang. The manager played with the ancient coin in his hand repeatedly, looked at it carefully, then raised his head and nodded: "This is genuine, and it is a genuine product of quite good quality." Are you going to auction it with us?"

"I'm going to do it. Gong Jian saw that someone finally took his collection seriously, and finally felt a little relieved, in their not big second-tier city, the auction house only had one or two pieces, and if this one refused, the other one probably wouldn't want his things.

Gong Jian's identity is relatively special, so he was recognized by the young appraiser just now, and people automatically thought that his collection could not be genuine, but fortunately there was an older manager.

"Do you have any other products? I'd like to take a look at them if I could. The manager was very surprised when he saw Gong Jian's first collection, so he really wanted to see the other things Gong Jian had brought with him.

"Yes. Gong Jian was not polite, and gave him all the leaks that Chopra helped him cut, and the manager carefully looked at Gong Jian's collection one by one, and then said with great satisfaction: "May I ask, where did you get these things." ”

After he finished speaking, he also felt that something was a little inappropriate, and hurriedly added: "I don't mean anything else, I just think that the quality of your antiques is very good, so I'm just a little curious, it doesn't matter if you don't say it." ”