Murong Chi has been immersed in the antique business for many years, so naturally he will not be confused by the appearance of the items, and the three things that Song Yu took out are not very bad, but they just look a little ordinary.

Unlike the shock of the last time Song Yu took out the Doucai Cup, Murong Chi was a little lacking in interest at this time.

Song Yu sat on the chair and saw Murong Chi like this, and couldn't help muttering in her heart, could it be that these things of hers were not valuable?

Murong Chi naturally didn't know what she thought, although Murong Chi felt that these things were not estimated to be worth a few dollars, but he had already promised Song Yu to help him look at them, so he still put on white gloves and picked up the dagger among the three things.

The dagger was slightly heavy, and the whole body was pitch black, but if you looked closely, you could see a faint pattern on the blade of the dagger, Murong Chi's hand touched it from above, and found that this dagger was made of no one and didn't know what material it was made of, so he suddenly sighed.

Song Yu had been paying attention to Murong Chi, and when he saw him exclaiming, he asked with a surprised face.

"Boss Murong, what's wrong?"

"You should be an old thing."

With that, he plucked a hair from his head, and then raised the dagger and blew it across the blade of the hair dagger, and under the gaze of several people present, the hair just cut over the blade of the dagger, and then broke!

The sharpness of the dagger is now self-evident, there are quite a lot of daggers in ancient times, and this dagger doesn't look like those famous daggers, so Murong hesitated for a while before giving a conclusion.

"This dagger is indeed an old object, but because it is not famous, it is estimated that it is only worth about 10,000 yuan."

Hearing this, Song Yu nodded, she didn't expect everything to be valuable, after all, she didn't know it.

After Murong Chi finished reading the dagger, he put the dagger down and then picked up the wood carving that looked dark and couldn't see what was carved, he first used his fingers to grind it carefully, and with his movements, the black lacquer on the wood carving was rubbed off a piece.

Song Yu stared at his movements very curiously, and after a while, he heard him ooze again.

Murong Chi's expression made Song Yu very curious, and before she could ask a question, Murong Chi suddenly laughed. "You're in luck, little one."

"Boss Murong, what kind of luck is good?"

"Do you know what kind of wood this wood carving is made of?"

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled. "How could I possibly know?"

"That's why I said you're lucky."

Isn't it good luck that you can buy this good thing at a stall full of fakes outside? Speaking of which, Murong Chi was also a little envious of Song Yu, after all, the job of picking up leaks now is not something you can pick up if you want to.

Hearing Murong Chi's words, Song Yu smiled and said. "I don't understand any of this, Boss Murong, can you help estimate the price of this wood carving, of course, if you are willing to give us a solution, it would be better."

Murong Chi was in a good mood and said with a smile. "Okay, although this wood carving looks black, the wood used for this carving is all the top agarwood, and the agarwood carved by this wood carving can be worth this amount."

He compared a finger, and Song Yu sighed, it was worth 20,000 yuan, which was a small leak.

Murong Chi saw her indifferent expression and naturally knew that she had misunderstood, so he said with a smile.

"Where do you think you go, I mean two million."

"Ah, what, I thought it was 20,000."

A touch of depression flashed on Murong Chi's very good face, but at this time, Fang Yuan looked at Song Yu with a surprised face.

"Song Yu, you kid, your eyes are not bad, but ......"

He suddenly looked at the only small bowl on the table that had not been seen, and thought to himself, this would not be a good thing.

It wasn't just him who thought like this, even Murong Chi's eyes were a little different when he looked at the remaining small bowl now, he pondered for a while, looked at Song Yu and then said.

"Little brother, don't mind if I clean up this bowl."

"Naturally, I don't mind."

Anyway, everything is her own now, and it would be better if she could verify that this little bowl was an antique, and if she couldn't, she would not lose points if she sent the agarwood to her father's scumbag.

Murong Chi saw that Song Yu agreed, so he said directly to the guys in the store. "Bring me the cleaning liquid."

The cleaning liquid that Murong Chi said was something that he configured by himself was much better than the one sold outside, and the guy quickly came out with a basin of water, and poured some cleaning liquid into it, Murong Chi looked at Song Yu.

"Little Brother Song, do you want to try it yourself?"

Song Yu was a little nervous, but thinking that he had no experience at all, he still didn't want to break the porcelain in a careless way, so he waved his hand and said.

"Boss Murong, just come."

He came as soon as he came, Murong Chi wanted this to be the way it was, so he smiled at Song Yu before putting the small bowl into the cleaning liquid, and then began to deal with the dirt on the surface of the small bowl.

He was doing such a thing, at this time, Song Yu's eyes were staring at his movements without blinking, while Fang Yuan leaned over to Song Yu's side and muttered in a low voice.

"Song Yu, what do you think this porcelain will look like?"

Song Yu glanced at him sideways. "You ask me, who do I ask? 、”

"You don't know why you bought it?" Being glanced at and ridiculed, Fang Yuan retorted a little depressedly.

Song Yu looked up at the sky, and then said faintly. "Oh, I think it's pleasing to the eye、"

"......", don't say it so openly, okay?

Fang Yuan was very depressed, so he simply shut up and didn't speak.

The two of them didn't talk for long, and soon the inside of the shop was quiet again.

Time passed slowly, and Murong Chi continued to carefully clean the dirt on the surface of the small bowl, and as time passed, the small bowl gradually revealed its true face.

Staring at the small bowl, Murong Chi's breathing became more and more rapid.

Murong Chi didn't expect that this extremely inconspicuous-looking small bowl had such a big origin, staring at this small bowl deadly, his face became very excited.

Song Yu couldn't help but ask in surprise when he saw his appearance.

"Boss Murong, what's wrong?"

Her voice woke up Murong Chi, who was immersed in his thoughts, and he grabbed Song Yu's arm and said in an excited tone.

"Little Brother Song, do you know what this is?"

He grabbed Song Yu with one hand and had already scooped the porcelain bowl out of the basin with the other hand, Song Yu looked at the small bowl suddenly, and then before she could react, he heard a surprised shout from Fang Yuan.

"Ah, this seems to be ......"