"Zhang Yue, someone wants to hook up with your little lady, do you want to kill him?" Shou saw that the young man was sending flowers to Xiao Ningxue, and his first reaction was that this person wanted to hook up with Xiao Ningxue. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Yue is its fellow countryman, and as a responsible husky, he has the obligation to kill anyone who molests his fellow wife.

"Let's take a look."

Zhang Yue said a word, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked towards Xiao Ningxue unhurriedly, if he dared to hook up with Xiao Ningxue, he wouldn't mind sending him to see Grandpa Mao.

Seeing Zhang Yue coming over, Xiao Ningxue hurriedly ran to his side, pulling his arm, and there was always an inexplicable sense of security around him.

"It turns out that the famous flower has a master, and it is righteous in Ha Han, which is a lot of offense."

This young man is not a fool, seeing Zhang Yue in a suit and leather shoes, full of style, he estimated which big family he was the son of. There are more big families in Tianma City, and it's not easy to mess with any of them. There is no need for him to offend a rich boy for a woman, it is best to get acquainted.

Zhang Yue nodded and accepted his apology. This person is much smarter than the average second-generation rich man.

"He is from the Han family." Xiao Ningxue's team Zhang Yue whispered.

"The Han family? Is your Xiao family powerful? ”

"No, it's weaker than the Xiao family." Xiao Ningxue, "The Han family is in the antique business, and it originally did not belong to Tianjian City, but because Tianjian City is a thousand-year-old capital, the antique business is extremely hot, and the family moved here ten years ago." ”

"My name is Zhang Yue, and this is Xiao Ningxue of the Xiao family." Zhang Yue said.

"It turned out to be the young lady of the Xiao family, I am fortunate to meet it." Han Zhengyi greeted, fortunately, Xiao Ningxue was not forced just now, and the Xiao family in the entire Tianjian City accounted for a quarter, and the power was quite strong.

If you provoke the Xiao family, then wait for bad luck.

Han Zhengyi invited Zhang Yue and Xiao Ningxue: "If you are interested, you can go to my Jiaying auction house to have a look, and maybe you can choose a favorite antique." ”

"Then let's go check it out." Zhang Yue replied, and then followed Han Zhengyi to his family's auction house.

A few minutes walk from Global Plaza to the front of Jiaying Auction House.

Jiaying Auction House is a very distinctive building, very different from ordinary skyscrapers, the appearance looks like a blue and white porcelain vase hundreds of meters high, covering an area of several thousand square meters.

From top to bottom are "Jiaying Auction House" with a few gilded characters.

Walking inside, Zhang Yue saw many glass display cabinets, which contained all kinds of things, including calligraphy and paintings from the Song Dynasty, porcelain bowls from the Ming Dynasty, sandalwood furniture from the Qing Dynasty, etc., as long as they were a little old, they could be auctioned.

Although these things have been identified by experts from the auction house, they are not all true, and experts sometimes make mistakes.

Sometimes experts make mistakes, and buyers make mistakes, and it's a joke.

For example, a few years ago, there was a news that a jade stool in the Han Dynasty was auctioned for a high price of 200 million, you must know that there was no stool in the Han Dynasty, and the stool only appeared in the Song Dynasty, and this kind of thing is obviously a fake.

Xiao Ningxue stopped in front of the jewelry display case, there were many jade bracelets, jade bead chains, hairpins, Jin Bu Shao and other hair accessories.

"Miss Xiao, if you like it, let your boyfriend buy one, it's only hundreds of thousands of yuan, and it's not expensive." Han Zhengyi said with a smile.

Xiao Ningxue was very interested in that golden step. As the name suggests, Jin Bu is inserted diagonally in her hair, and with the woman's steps, it will shake back and forth, left and right, and the tassel at the end will make a crisp sound. This kind of jewelry was very popular in ancient times, but now it is basically extinct, and no one knows how to make it, so it is very rare.

"Zhang Yue, I want it." Xiao Ningxue said to Zhang Yue.

"Then buy it." Zhang Yue replied.

Han Zhengyi called the staff next to him, gave Xiao Ningxue a nine-percent discount, and sold Jin Buyao to her.

This kind of hundreds of thousands of bargains do not need to be auctioned, and generally the kind of things worth tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions, need to be auctioned to maximize profits.

"Zhang Yue, is it good-looking?" Xiao Ningxue put Jin Bu Shake in her hair.

"Not bad."

Pretty people are beautiful no matter how they dress up. Zhang Yue took Xiao Ningxue to continue to visit the hall. And that's just the first floor, and there's more than forty floors to go up. The collection is even richer.

At this time, Shou took a turn in the hall, ran to Zhang Yue's side, and said to him with a divine thought: "There are a lot of fakes here, and fakes account for almost one-tenth. ”

"How do you know?" Zhang Yue looked at Shou in surprise, and also used his divine thoughts to convey his voice.

"I have mastered the laws of time and space, and the age of these things can be seen at a glance, no matter how skilled they are, they can't escape my eyes."

I can't imagine that the law of time can be used like this, it's just a plug-in.

"Is Xiao Ningxue's golden step shake fake?" Zhang Yue asked Shou.

"That golden step shake is about three hundred and seventy years old, it's not fake."

"If you don't go to antique appraisal, it's a waste of talent."

Shou wagged his tail proudly and followed behind Zhang Yue.

After Xiao Ningxue bought a hairpin, she walked to the calligraphy and painting exhibition area, wanting to buy a freehand landscape painting. Han Zhengyi followed her and explained to her how to identify antiques and how to buy things that were worth the money.

Coming to the showcase, Xiao Ningxue took a fancy to a landscape painting of a famous artist in the Northern Song Dynasty, the mountain and bamboo forest are made of layers of ink and water, which looks very meaningful, and the price is one million.

"Miss Xiao really has a vision, this is the work of Wen Kexi, a famous calligrapher and painter in the Northern Song Dynasty. Wen Kexi is the best at painting bamboo, and his attainments are not lower than that of Mr. Itabashi in later generations, but because there are not many works in circulation, his reputation is not as good as that of Mr. Itabashi. Han Zhengyi introduced Xiao Ningxue.

Xiao Ningxue felt that it was not bad, but she couldn't decide whether to buy it or not for a while, so she called Zhang Yue over to take a look.

"Zhang Yue, what do you think of this painting?"

"Fakes."

Zhang Yue said lightly. Just now, Shou could see at a glance that the age of this painting was only two or three years, and it could not be something from the Northern Song Dynasty.

"How so? It looks a little old, and the ink smudge is beautiful. Xiao Ningxue asked suspiciously, looking at the painting carefully through the glass of the display case, and couldn't see any flaws.

"It's just a high imitation, something that can be bought for a few thousand yuan."

Xiao Ningxue trusts Zhang Yue very much, since he said that it is a fake, it must be a fake, and he will not believe him even if Han Zhengyi blows the sky.

Han Zhengyi's face was a little dark, and he didn't know how Zhang Yue saw that this thing was a fake, maybe it was just a blind cat running into a dead mouse.

"I believe in Zhang Yue more, I don't want this thing." Xiao Ningxue said to Han Zhengyi.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, you look at this painting is not bad."

Han Zhengyi didn't get angry, and recommended another painting to Xiao Ningxue.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yue said again: "This is also fake." ”

Zhang Yue has spoken, Xiao Ningxue naturally won't buy it.

was exposed twice in person, Han Zhengyi was very faceless, and he held back a wave of anger in his heart. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )