Ou Yangming took Zhong Yue to the Yaoshun auction. There were already quite a few people seated in the venue. There was nothing special, the chairs were lined up in rows, and after entering the door to check the identity information, even Zhong Yue got the number plate.

In addition to collecting commissions, the auction company will naturally charge buyers' fees, and tickets are the source of income.

"Brother Yue, my second uncle and they are all sitting over there, do you want to go over and say hello?"

Zhong Yue came over, naturally there was a purpose, and sat with those who had met with him a few days ago, and it was estimated that when he was going to do something, it would be easy to be affected, so he said: "I won't go, just go over, don't say I'm coming, so as not to make them think I'm rude." ”

Ou Yangming couldn't understand why Zhong Yue avoided it.

"Don't ask why, you just go over. ”

"Oh......" Ouyang Ming glanced at Zhong Yue strangely.

The seats are all first-come, first-served, and they are casual to sit, Zhong Yue chose a position near the corner, so as not to be too conspicuous.

Xi Qichang also came over, but he didn't have the auction number in his hand, with the identity of these cultural celebrities, he just brushed his face. Ordinary auction companies have to rely on these cultural celebrities to improve the level of auction houses, so naturally they will not turn them away.

Zhong Yue made a phone call.

"Hey, Brother Yue, what's the matter?"

"Remember to set the phone to vibrate later, understand?"

"What's wrong?"

Zhong Yue said: "You just listen to me." ”

"Oh...... And then what?"

"If I call you, you can just tell your second uncle according to what I said on the text message. Zhong Yue's eyes swept to the middle-aged man sitting next to Ou Yangming, some of Ouyang Kaishan's eyebrows, but he didn't have that kind of spirit, he looked like an uncle next door, if it weren't for the suit on his body, the undershirt and vest, and a pair of big pants, he would definitely be the same as the owner of the street fruit stall.

This is the same information as Ou Yangming's introduction. Among the board of directors of Ouyang International, Ouyang Kaishan's eldest son, Ouyang Guoxiong is in charge of real estate, and Ouyang Guojun, Ouyang Ming's father, is in charge of the business center.

Zhong Yue hung up the phone and returned his gaze to the auction.

The venue is almost half full. In the corner of Zhong Yue's side, there was no one to join in the fun, and there was nothing to do, and there were a few people sitting in the front row.

The auctioneer has already stepped up to the stage, pulled down the projection cloth, and prepared for the auction process.

According to the rules of Yaoshun Auction House, the general collection is not to bring the collection to the stage, and the specific details of the collection are in the album, such a album, it is said that with the ticket, it costs 500 ticket money. An auction has a scale of 200 people, and it is estimated that at least 70,000 or 80,000 yuan will be recorded after deducting the origin and publicity costs.

If all the collections don't take physical objects, then Zhong Yue won't come this time. However, he learned a news from Ye An's mouth, that is, the finale collection is often sent to the table at the end, first, in order to retain popularity, so as not to let some people leave the venue halfway, and finally have to shoot good things.

There is a physical object, and Zhong Yue is steady.

He didn't dare to pack other things, but this Jinnong lacquer book, Zhong Yue dared to say that no one in the world had the weight of his words.

If he were to say that the work was fake, it could not be real.

It's not that he has a vicious eye, but that he has the assistance of systematic holographic projection. Light and shadow coincide with the real thing, whether it is true or false, you can know it at a glance.

Except for printing, no two works in the world can be identical. However, the prints, and the original ink, are clear at a glance.

The auction has begun.

The number and name information of the collection on the PPT are displayed.

The auctioneer doesn't have too many words, after all, the auction items that can be listed on Yao Shun are all things that are hundreds of thousands or millions of things at every turn, and no one will listen to the auctioneer fooling around there without thinking.

Chen Zhifo's "Flower and Bird Landscape Painting", the starting price is 500,000 yuan. ”

"No. 0826 Tibetan friend bid 500,000. ”

"No. 0712 Tibetan friends hold up a sign. Five hundred and twenty thousand, is there anything higher?"

"Is there anything higher than 520,000? 520,000, once. ”

"Five hundred and twenty thousand twice. ”

Syllable!

The little hammer struck, "Five hundred and twenty thousand transactions." ”

This round of auctions ended boringly.

There's nothing bells and whistles, it's a trading place in itself, and there's nothing to see. Zhong Yue was about to be sleepy when he saw it, nearly a hundred collections, some of which were of different genres and some of them were bidding for each other, and there was no such ruthless talk as "Lao Tzu wants this thing, whoever grabs it can't get along with Lao Tzu".

In such a high-end auction venue, the only way you have to prove your strength is to raise your cards, raise your cards, and keep raising your cards.

Below, the last and finale of the auction is the final collection.

"Qing Jin Nong's lacquer book work "Wan Yu Wu Boundary". Ask the staff to present the collection on stage. ”

Like Zhong Yue, many people who had already lowered their heads to play with their mobile phones and dozed off raised their heads, ready to see the true face of this epic book.

Before the book was submitted, many security personnel had already appeared, pulling the red line to maintain law and order, and the atmosphere in the venue became tense.

A golden-red display stand was pushed up. The exhibition surface is at an angle of about 60 degrees to the horizon, which is convenient for the collection to be placed on the platform for people to view from a distance after unfolding. Otherwise, if it is unfolded horizontally on the booth, who can see the real thing except to look at the projection lens on the big screen?

Looking at what's in the lens, it's better to look at the album clearly.

After the security team confirmed that the venue was safe, the white-gloved staff took out the collection and slowly unfolded it on the booth.

"Well, the work of the head of the eight monsters in Yangzhou, today is an eye-opener. ”

"This book is a charm, and it seems that it can't be released without 20 million. ”

Zhong Yue listened to the movement in the venue, and recalled that his lacquer book creation was so unpopular before, and he really felt like he couldn't cry or laugh. What's more, I should really get some paint book fakes to sell on the market, and earn a first-line river-view house on the bank of the Huangpu River to live in.

This is the gap between the collection market and the calligraphy market. It is not that the price of Jin Nong's works is high, and the lacquer style is popular in the calligraphy world.

The work unfolds. The auctioneer began to warm up the atmosphere, and Zhong Yue's eyes narrowed slightly, and he directly turned on the holographic projection of the system.

Under the holographic, even if the work on the stage has one more fine fiber than the original, in Zhong Yue's eyes, the clues can be seen.

The projection is slowly combined with the book. Zhong Yue's distance should have been the most unrealistic, but since he watched the preface of the Lanting Collection and photocopied the jade slip, Zhong Yue has developed a system function, that is, to shorten the focal length.

"Boundless" slowly enlarged in his eyes, as if standing in front of a book.

Zhong Yue swept his gaze and took a deep breath.

The lines fit perfectly into the projection, and it's almost like the real thing!

Yet underneath the hologram......

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