"One thousand eight for the first time. "One thousand eighteen for the second time. Old Yan was listless and shouted slowly.

"Two thousand. Wu Fan raised his hand for the first time and said.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Wu Fan, and the young man who had not noticed it before could not have imagined that he was determined to get the pen holder.

"The young man needs a pen holder even more, maybe it's a shot for this beautiful girl, hahahaha. Boss Xu laughed, his body swaying back and forth, and he couldn't support it.

Seeing Master Mao's expressionless face, Fu Da rarely smiled slightly, took a sip of the wine glass, and said, "Give him the pen holder." ”

Except for Master Mao, who was shaking his head and sighing, all the bosses and masters laughed, and the air on the scene was also happy.

"Your first time participating in an antique auction?" Shangguan Juncai saw Wu Fan hurriedly auctioning off the first item, and wanted to stop it, but Wu Fan had already made a bid. Such an auction does not guarantee the authenticity, you can't be impatient, you must see the right shot.

"Two thousand once. "Two thousand two times" "Two thousand three times, deal!" Lao Yan counted impatiently, as if he was afraid that Wu Fan would regret it on the spot.

"The pen holder belongs to me, right?" Wu Fan stood up, stepped forward to pick up the pen holder, and said to Lao Yan.

"Of course it's yours, as long as you give the money!" Lao Yan's small eyes narrowed into two slits, and he said with a calm expression.

Wu Fan took out a stack of money in his trouser pocket with one hand and gave it all to Lao Yan to count. "Three hundred more, you take it back, I won't take advantage of you. Lao Yan quickly counted them and handed the three banknotes back to Wu Fan.

Holding the pen holder in his hand, Wu Fan sat on the sofa quite uncomfortably. If it was in a no-man's land, he would prefer to put the pen holder in the space ring, and at this time, everyone was in full sight, so that there was an extra burden.

"You are stupid, spend 2,000 yuan to buy a broken pen holder!" Cheng Qiuyun complained in a low voice. After graduating from university with a doctorate, she entered the research institute to work, and she was not used to spending lavishly, and 2,000 yuan to buy a pen holder was a loss in her opinion.

"What do you know, there is a real Dalagan agarwood nested in it, or the work of Zhu Songlin in the Ming Dynasty. Wu Fan replied in a low voice. Cheng Qiuyun is a smart beauty, and Wu Fan is unwilling to look stupid in front of her.

The short and stout Master Cai's ears were pointed, and when he heard Wu Fan's words, he turned his head to look at Wu Fan suspiciously.

"You said that there is a real Dalagan agarwood nested in it? Oops, I was confused, I smelled the fragrance of agarwood, but I didn't think of this layer!" Master Cai suddenly patted his head in annoyance, got up and rushed to Wu Fan in two steps, and snatched the pen holder.

The pen holder was held high by Master Cai, and then slowly leaned towards his nose.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden scene.

"Agarwood, Dalagan agarwood, inside, there is really a real agarwood nested inside!" Master Cai cried out with self-reproach.

"Ahh

Everyone was taken aback and stood up, wanting to take the pen holder and see what was going on.

"He also said that it was made by Zhu Songlin, Zhu Songlin of the Ming Dynasty?!" The tall and thin Master Guo was known for his elegant style, and at this time he stared at Wu Fan with a surprised expression, as if he wanted to get confirmation from his mouth.

"Doesn't that mean that the pen holder is a real antique of the Ming Dynasty?!" Lao Yan looked anxious, and was picked up and leaked, which cannot be said to be his own shame, because this kind of thing has been encountered many times, but heartache is inevitable.

"Young man, what evidence do you have to prove that this is the work of Zhu Songlin in the Ming Dynasty?" Master Guo's eyes shot a fierce look, and he didn't break the casserole to ask to the end, and it seemed that he would never give up.

Zhu Songlin was a famous master who carved bamboo pen holders during the Zhengde and Jiajing periods of the Ming Dynasty, and he could not joke.

"This Zhu Songlin always likes to leave inscriptions in his works, is it unique and difficult for others to imitate?" Wu Fan asked Master Guo rhetorically.

"Several experts here can determine at a glance whether the lettering is Zhu Songlin's handwriting. It's a pity that this pen holder didn't leave the lettering at all. Master Guo spewed cold air from his nostrils, with a look of disdain, as if because of Wu Fan's question, he felt a trace of regret, regretting discussing antiques with a child.

That is, the child was a blind cat who touched a dead mouse, and actually found that the pen holder was double-layered, and there was agarwood inside, and he made a small fortune. The fat Boss Li, because the ghost of Master Cai he hired made the god miss, he was annoyed in his heart, and said.

"His name is Wu Fan, and he is going to partner with my boss to open a jewelry company, so he should also know a little about antiques. Master Mao said.

"Oh, at a young age, you can be the owner of a jewelry company?" Boss Xu was surprised. Everyone looked at Wu Fan and sighed in their hearts, this is a young talent.

"If there is no evidence, it is a blind break, what Ming Dynasty agarwood pine, bamboo and plum pen holder, nothing more than to let the next family be wronged!" said a boss, still unconvinced.

Wu Fan looked at the expressions of everyone present, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart, he hadn't even shown the evidence yet, but they had already closed the coffin.

"Everyone, the pen holder is engraved, maybe everyone ignores, who has a flashlight, shine a light on the bottom of the pen holder, you can know. Wu Fan said. When he picked up the pen holder for the first time to observe and activated the perspective function of Fengyue Baojian, Wu Fan had already seen the lettering at the bottom.

"I have a special flashlight for jade identification, I'll take a look. Lao Yan didn't care about the pain, took out the flashlight from the suitcase, walked to Wu Fan's side, took the pen holder, and lit it.

"How's it going?" a few people approached and asked. Old Yan's face turned pale, and he shook his head silently. One boss took the pen holder and flashlight, also took a photo, and then passed it to the others.

"It's really Zhu Songlin's hand-lettering!" After Guo Lao looked at it several times, he finally confirmed.

"Isn't that worth more than two million?" Boss Li exclaimed.

"If you get it to the auction house, it's not uncommon to have at least four million, or even five million, six million. Master Cai knows the market best, although he is still extremely annoyed in his heart, but he still makes a pertinent assertion.

"Oh my God, I paid three hundred yuan and received it from a village, and I thought it would be good to sell it for one thousand or eight hundred. It turned out that it was four or five million licensed goods! I, I'm dead!" Lao Yan beat his chest and said with a crying voice.

"Lao Yan, it's a common thing to pick up leaks, and it's not the first time you've encountered it, and you have to die or live. You sold it for two thousand and made several times as much, what else is going on?!" Boss Xu scolded loudly.

In the line of antique trading, the most unreasonable price is genuine, and the children are not deceived, relying on the appraisal skills of the buyer and seller. If a buyer buys a fake, he does not dare to speak out and demands compensation from the seller or returns it; if the seller sells a priceless antique as an ordinary antique or a fake, once the transaction is completed, he can only blame himself and cannot seek back from the buyer. This is the rule of the industry, anyone who breaks the rules of the industry, not only will no one support them, but they will also be ostracized by the insiders, and in the end the gains outweigh the losses.

Cheng Qiuyun's heart was beating straight and pounding, twice as fast as usual. She didn't look at the pen holder, because she didn't understand it at all. Hearing that the pen holder was confirmed by the appraisal master, what Wu Fan said was exactly the same, and it was worth millions, she almost fainted.

Wu Fan only spent 2,000 yuan to buy a pen holder that was not good-looking, and it was worth millions in a blink of an eye, which was like a dream for her, a person who only reads sage books, and it is even faster than the plot on TV, and it is incredible.

Fu Dashao rubbed the pen holder in his hand, kept sniffing again and again, and nodded frequently.

"Wu Fan, your jewelry company buys antiques, and in the end it is nothing more than to sell. In this way, you transfer the pen holder to me, three million, and it will arrive immediately, how about it?" Fu Dashao looked at Wu Fan and said with a serious face. Fu Dashao is personable, but very decisive, in the business field, he must be decisive, otherwise he will not even have to eat the soup residue, he is well aware of this truth.

Whether this young man is a blind cat and a dead mouse, or he has an extraordinary ability to identify, this pen holder, as a high-end gift, is the most suitable. I missed it before, but now I can buy it for three million, and I definitely don't lose money. Fu Dashao thought about it like this.

"This pen holder, placed in the study, has the effect of calming the mind, not only practical, but also has artistic appreciation, but also has the function of health care. The most important thing is that the famous production is still a famous master of the Ming Dynasty, and the appreciation potential is endless, which is really rare. Fu Da Shao is really an old fox, I know the goods, I won't rob you of it. "Boss Xu's style of acting is very heroic and hearty.

"Since Boss Fu can see it, it can be regarded as fate, I can transfer it. Wu Fan said. Even if the pen holder can be auctioned out to get four or five million, first, the procedures are troublesome, and second, the auction house has to draw a commission, which is actually not too much, so someone buys it on the spot, which is the best.

After appreciation, it will be later, and the next thing will be sold at the current value, which is useful, and it will never be used when collected, which is equivalent to a scrap.

Shangguan Juncai stretched out his thumb, shook it at Wu Fan, and said loudly. He found that Wu Fan was indeed a talent, and it was also credible to say that he had high-end jade and jade channels.

"Okay, Wu Fan is refreshing, I have made you a friend, and I will transfer the money immediately. Fu Dashao took out his mobile phone and wanted to transfer money on his mobile phone, and asked Wu Fan to report the bank card number.

There were two or three bosses, who also intended to buy the pen holder, but Boss Fu took the lead, so they dispelled the idea of buying it, and they all looked at Boss Fu with envy at this time.

In less than two minutes, Wu Fan's mobile phone received a message of 3 million arrivals. Cheng Qiuyun looked at Wu Fan's face with eager eyes, and saw that he only nodded slightly, but did not see his ecstatic look.

For Wu Fan, 3 million is already pediatric, and Shangguan Juncai told him on the way that 470 million can be transferred to Wu Fan's bank account in the afternoon.

"Old Yan, if there are any other good things, take them out quickly. Some bosses rushed impatiently. Being able to pick up a big leak is not to make a windfall, but the thrill of making a lot of money in the blink of an eye, which is much stronger than the pleasure brought by any activity.

"This piece is a jadeite rough, and the window is also opened, and all the people who have identified it say that it is a unique jadeite boutique, at least the ice species of emerald, which is suitable for pendants or bracelets. Starting with one million, the big bosses can appreciate it and make a bid!" Lao Yan took the trouble to introduce carefully.

This time, Lao Yan was worried that some miscellaneous small pieces would be picked up and leaked, so he refused to take them out again, so he took out the jadeite rough that had been identified by many people and put it up for auction, which was of course for the sake of insurance.

The big bosses and appraisers were all interested, and went to the table to pick up the rough stone to appreciate. Some took out a special flashlight and carefully illuminated the window to identify it. The rough stone is oval in shape, visible as a piece of seed material, very heavy in the hand, one side of the open egg-sized window, looks crystal clear, and is a deep green emerald.

This piece of jadeite rough stone weighs three kilograms, just from the surface, there is no doubt that it is a good jadeite rough, and Lao Yan is not exaggerated.

"If I take a photo, I want to make a jade bracelet and wear it for my family. A boss was obviously afraid of guilt and wanted to buy it to honor his wife, so he said with an appreciative eye.

In the store that specializes in jadeite jewelry, it has been processed, even if the carving is exquisite, but because of the fear that what you will buy is not A goods, it is always prohibitive. If you can buy a good rough stone, after being carved by a master, not to mention the future appreciation, at least it will make people feel at ease.

"The starting price of one million is not too high, even if you can only make one pair of bracelets in the end, if it is all emeralds, it is also priceless. Master Cai's state of mind has come out of the frustration of missing the pen holder before. Quite confident.