Chapter 8 Blueview Auction House

The next day, Zhao Zhuo was called by Ji Qianwu early in the morning, not for anything else, just because the best time to practice martial arts was in the early morning when the air was fresh.

Although Zhao Zhuo only learned for an hour yesterday, but with his amazing memory and the rest of yesterday he had a deeper understanding of the dragon hand, although Ji Qianwu taught martial arts only temporarily, but also appreciated Zhao Zhuo's talent very much, while pointing out a little bit and thinking of what tricks he taught at will, sometimes it was a set of palm leg techniques, sometimes it was just a move and a half, but this is what Ji Qianwu learned with decades of painstaking efforts.

At nine o'clock, the lecture was over, and after breakfast, Zhao Zhuocai accompanied Ji Yuan to the Blue View Auction House, which was also something he said early yesterday morning.

Lanjing Auction House, one of the largest auction houses in Baicheng, is one of the three major industries under the Tong Group, and Tong Xiaolei, the third son of Tong Huaishan, the modern head of the Tong family, serves as the general manager, but I heard that Tong Xiaolei is more mysterious and has never appeared much in the auction house, so most things are taken care of by the deputy manager.

The auction preview is the collection of local collector Zhang Yaoguang, who is in his 60s and is also a member of the Baicheng Appraiser Branch, and is said to have a wide collection, whether it is calligraphy and painting, porcelain or jade.

And the branch president of the Baicheng Appraiser Association is Tong Qi'an of the Tong family, so it is natural that Lanjing Auction House can get the auction right of Zhang Yaoguang's collection.

When Zhao Zhuo and Ji Yuan came to the auction house together, there were already a lot of people and traffic outside the auction house.

Located on the busiest commercial street in the White City, Blue View Auction House looks more luxurious than Duke Auction House on the outside, occupying the width of four facades, two of which have shop windows, inside are the first mate's posters, and from the third floor, there are also large prints hanging down, which is very eye-catching, and you can see it at a glance almost from the end of the street.

And on the side of the gate, there is also a large parking lot for buyers to park, and other shops on the street, the parking place is only a square inch of land, after all, this is a place where every inch of land is valuable.

When you enter the gate and pass through the entrance, you will see a promotional brochure for this preview on a wooden shelf.

Although it was only past nine o'clock, there were already many people inside. In addition to patrolling security guards, there are potential buyers in the exhibition hall of Nuoda, most of these people are traveling with several people, and it is naturally essential to bring an appraiser.

In the hall, there are many pillars more than one meter high, which are inlaid with glass, among which there are exhibits, and there are security guards next to the more valuable ones, and the glass switches of these exhibits are connected to alarms, and the measures are very strict.

However, the people who come here are very knowledgeable about the rules, and will never reach for the glass or try to turn on the switch.

As soon as Ji Yuan walked in, a man in a suit in his thirties greeted him with a smile at the entrance of the hall, and while shaking hands with Ji Yuan warmly, he said with a smile: "Old Ji, you are really a rare guest, you are here, our small temple is really full of splendor." ”

Then he glanced at Zhao Zhuo and asked, "......Who is this?"

Ji Yuan didn't answer him directly, but said to Zhao Zhuo: "Xiao Zhuo, let me introduce you, he is He Rongxian, the deputy manager of Lanjing Auction House. ”

"Hello Mr. He, my name is Zhao Zhuo." Zhao Zhuo greeted with a smile.

He Rongxian is obviously an old and refined character, just from Ji Yuan's casual action, he knows that Zhao Zhuo's identity is not low, otherwise the old man will definitely answer directly, instead of introducing him first, although the other party is young, He Rongxian shook hands with him enthusiastically and said: "Mr. Zhao, welcome, welcome." ”

While welcoming the two of them in, he beckoned a staff member to bring the brochure, handed it over and said with a smile: "Ji Lao and Mr. Zhao will take a look at it first." ”

Ji Lao didn't answer, but smiled lightly: "I have seen Brother Zhang's collection, Xiao He will introduce it to Xiao Zhuo." ”

He Rongxian hurriedly responded, and then introduced: "There are more than 30 pieces of the collection in this auction, all of which are rare boutiques in the market, and they are also relatively high-grade auctions this year, including jade, porcelain, calligraphy and painting, and bronze, etc., and the general price is estimated at more than 500,000 yuan. ”

"Tang Yin's work?" Zhao Zhuo was taken aback, and even the Mo Ling beside him suddenly became interested.

The calligraphy and painting of the Ming Dynasty have a high reputation in the antique world, not to mention Tang Yin, one of the four masters of the Ming Dynasty, whose calligraphy and painting are all wonderful and are known as gods.

Like other famous paintings, Tang Yin's works also have a big gap in price, and ordinary small works are not expensive, but if they are large, they can reach tens of millions.

He opened the first page of the brochure and saw the picture taken on it, which was the "Court Tricks".

You know, in the general brochure, the estimate and starting price of the auctioned items will be indicated, but this picture is different, there is no estimate, no starting price, all because it is too expensive, so it will only be released on the spot of the auction.

Although he is just looking at the picture, this picture looks like it should be a large-scale work, if it is genuine, the price is probably not low, so Zhao Zhuo can't wait to see it.

And Mo Ling couldn't hold back for a long time, so she flew into the middle of the exhibition hall in the air, and suddenly found the location of the "Court Tricks", Zhao Zhuo looked in the direction where she flew over, only to find that there were obviously many people around, which shows the attraction of this painting.

Ho continued; "This painting is said to have been bought by a wealthy businessman from a foreign auction house for nearly 10 million yuan last month, and somehow it ended up in Zhang Lao's hands."

Ji Yuan said lightly: "Xiao He, you are not telling the truth, I heard that after this painting was bought, he invited an appraiser to do a second appraisal, and the result was a fake, so the rich businessman couldn't wait to sell the painting, and it was received by Brother Zhang." ”

He Baorong laughed dryly, lowered his voice and said, "Old Ji, you have to bear with me, I'm afraid it's not good to say these words here." ”

Zhao Zhuo also smiled when he saw him laughing, he also understood this truth, although it was just a statement, but the weight of a person like Ji Yuan was different, if everyone knew that there was such a thing, the effect of publicity would be greatly reduced.

Ji Yuan smiled and didn't speak again, the two of them had already come to the innermost part of the exhibition hall at this time, although there were many people in front of them, but as soon as the security guard saw He Baorong coming, he hurriedly separated in the team and led them in.

At this time, Zhao Zhuo saw the "Court Trick Map" presented in the glass cabinet.

The yellowed painting paper is divided into two parts, on which are written poems, the words are in italics, with a strong pen, and then the signature of Tang Yin's painting in a certain place is also dropped, and on the left side of the poem, there are some collectors' seals, among which there are many people.

The following is a painting, describing the picture of the ancient palace maids playing music, several palace maids sitting upright in the hall, holding musical instruments, and there is a screen behind it.

The face of the character is plump, in addition to the flesh color, its forehead, nose and chin are applied with white powder in three places, which is his unique "three white method", highlighting the strong application of the palace maid, the six palace maids are different, the figure is graceful, slim and elegant, the figure is slender, all wearing Taoist clothes, the clothing lines are drawn with fine and smooth iron lines, and the clothes are applied with strong colors, which appear to be gorgeous.

The whole picture has strong and thin lines, beautiful colors, and a noble atmosphere, with obvious Southern Song Dynasty courtyard relics.

Mo Ling was also attracted by this painting, and watched it from a close distance, silent, showing unprecedented seriousness.

Ji Yuan also squinted, took out a magnifying glass, watched carefully, and nodded from time to time, as if he had realized.

Zhao Zhuo was still looking at the painting, but suddenly smelled a smell of perfume, and he only felt very familiar, turned his head to look, and suddenly found that Jing Yao was also here.

He couldn't help but laugh dumbly, no wonder he felt that the perfume was familiar, it turned out to be from Jing Yao's body, the two of them were often together, and he remembered this fragrance very deeply.

Jing Yao is not alone, there is a middle-aged woman in her thirties beside her, dressed very luxuriously, with her hair coiled up, quite extravagant.

Jing Yao seemed to have just finished the appraisal at this time, whispered a few words in the ear of the middle-aged woman, and then saw Zhao Zhuo all of a sudden, her calm expression rippled slightly, and she bowed slightly towards him, although she did not smile, but there was a faint joy between her eyebrows, and then she shouted to Ji Yuan, who was bowing down to distinguish the picture: "Old Ji." ”

When Ji Yuan heard the voice, he raised his head and looked at it, then laughed and said: "Isn't this Xiao Yao, hehe, it seems that this painting is not very charming, and you, the Bodhisattva of Huaihai City, have also come to Baicheng." ”

"Ji Lao is really joking, you are the real Buddha." Jing Yao smiled lightly and whispered a few words to Sister Wang, and Sister Wang immediately said respectfully: "My father's name is Wang Xuewen, I don't know if Ji Lao has an impression." ”

Ji Yuan thought for a moment, and then suddenly said: "You are the daughter of Xuewen, remember that I was still a little fat girl when I saw it?" ”

Sister Wang smiled: "Ji Laoji's surname is really good. ”

Ji Yuan sighed: "The years are urging people, I still remember the words I worked with your father back then, I heard that he went to the United States a few years ago, and he is still there?" ”

Sister Wang said: "Yes, he opened a restaurant over there, he was addicted, and he kept thinking about you, but he kept saying that he was busy, saying that he wanted to come back to see you, and he couldn't take away." ”

Ji Yuan smiled: "He is that kind of surname, and he has a lot of motivation to do whatever he likes." ”

While the two were chatting, Jing Yao took two steps closer and asked Zhao Zhuo in a low voice, "How is it?" ”

Zhao Zhuo knew that she was asking about the painting, and when he saw that Mo Ling was still appraising, he said according to his own analysis: "There is no way to make a conclusion yet." ”

(To be continued)