Ding in the Ding, pseudo-skin to hide the truth, this is a highly technical concealment method, the surface of the real shell to do a tight seam is extremely difficult, if it is a one-piece shell is even more difficult, this kind of hiding technique is extremely rare, it can be inferred that this technique is not an ordinary object hidden.

Master Zhou had only heard of this kind of concealment technique from Mo Lao's mouth, and the shock in his heart had reached an incomprehensible level, and his wide open mouth was enough to stuff a tennis ball, not to mention taking the initiative to leave, even if someone drove him away with a big stick, he would not leave.

The movements on Ye Fei's hand had slowed down a lot, and he carefully used the tip of the knife to peel off the shell on the bottom of the tripod and the three small feet, until the last bit of shell was peeled off clean, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and put down the small tripod.

Zhang Chuang couldn't wait to reach out and pick up Xiaoding and look at it carefully, while looking at the object, he sighed and admired: "It's really a good thing, antique, at a glance, you can know that it is an old object, it is definitely genuine, I didn't expect my brother to roll in the antique circle for half a year, this time he fucking slapped, fortunately, the appraisers who have been rolling in those circles for most of their lives are also close to us, and the goods that eat dry rice are ......"

As he spoke, this guy deliberately looked at Master Zhou, who was standing on the side dumbfounded, and his words were full of slapsticks, intent on disgrace this self-righteous guy.

Mo Qingxi flashed a glance at Zhang Chuang, gestured to Master Zhou, who was staying in place, and said, "Master Zhou, you go and call Grandpa, just say that Little Brother Ye has brought good things again." ”

Master Zhou's heart was shocked, he came back to his senses, he knew that the eldest lady was looking for steps for himself, so he quickly bowed his head and turned around and left the room.

Zhang Chuang put down the small copper tripod, tilted his head and said seriously: "Ye Fei, this little brother Ding likes it very much, and is ready to use it as a gift for the old man's sixtieth birthday. ”

Ye Fei Tao found that the bronze Xiaoding was originally going to be sold at an appraisal, and there was a ready-made buyer who naturally couldn't ask for it, so he immediately nodded and replied: "No problem, Brother Chuang's good if he likes it." ”

Zhang Chuang raised his hand and patted Ye Fei on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Refreshing, my brother will settle the account, and my brother will not lose you in terms of price." ”

Mo Qingxi took a sip of the teacup, a hint of a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Brother Chuang, don't blame my sister for not reminding you, the price of this Xiaoding will be much higher than you imagined, and the little pocket money you can use may not be enough." ”

Zhang Chuang is the Shaodong of the Zhang Group, but he is not involved in any affairs of the company, and there are restrictions on the funds that can be used.

Zhang Chuangman said indifferently: "It doesn't matter if the money is not enough, my brother can discuss with Ye Fei to pay in installments, and it is not a ...... to pay eighteen million in a few months."

Bang! The door was vigorously pushed open, and Mo Lao rushed in with two old men in green shirts with silver beards.

Mo Lao saw Xiao Ding on the coffee table at a glance, and took a few steps forward to reach out and grab it in his hand, the old man did not sit down, so he stood and looked at it carefully, and the two silver-haired old men followed closely and stood beside Old Man Mo, and the three pairs of old eyes were all focused on Xiao Ding.

"Do you see this inscription? Could it be that this is the legendary Martial King Ascension to Heaven? An old man with a black mole on his eyebrows suddenly stretched out his finger to point to the inscription on the top of the small ding, and the wrinkles on the old man's face trembled slightly.

Mo Lao's eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice: "The funeral system of kings and nobles in the Western Zhou Dynasty has three 'no' words, no graves, no soil, and no achievements, and no one knows the exact address of King Wu's tomb until now, but there is something related to King Wu's tomb before the founding of China, and you should have heard of it." ”

The old man with a mole on his eyebrows looked grim, and said in a deep voice: "You mean the king of tomb robbers, Wu Overseer?" ”

Mo Lao nodded and said: "It is Wu Dujun, it is rumored that he found two father-son emperor tombs in the area of Guo Du, from which thousands of burial bronzes and jades were found, and some people said that this is the tomb of King Wenwu, and it can be inferred that King Wu's ascension to heaven is also among these burial goods." ”

"Completely covering the bronze with bronze skin, this clever concealment technique reminds me of the number one person under Wu Overseer, the hidden king Zhang Xiaoqiao, and I think that the hidden method on the ascension of the martial king to heaven is from his handwriting." The old man with a mole on his eyebrows answered the phone and told the number one person, and the second old man deduced the origin of the copper tripod in just a few words.

The old man in the green shirt, who had been silent, touched Xiao Ding's foot with his thumb, sighed and said: "Zhang Xiaoqiao, the hidden king, was a famous figure in the antique industry before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and it is rumored that he worked for Wu to prevent the outflow of stolen domestic cultural relics, and a generation of strange people finally died under the gun surnamed Wu, but it's a pity." ”

Mo Lao's fingers stroked the inscription on the surface of Xiao Ding, a smile appeared on his face, his eyes turned to Ye Fei on the sofa and said: "I didn't expect to see the legendary Martial King Ascension to Heaven on the first day of the treasure appreciation meeting, it's really thanks to Brother Ye, I don't know where this treasure came from?" ”

Ye Fei stood up and walked in front of Mo Lao, and said with a smile: "I won't tell you, the little copper tripod was just picked up from that stall yesterday, purely by luck." ”

"Can you try your luck to find the Martial King's Ascension to Heaven? This luck is too rebellious! The old man with a mole on his eyebrows exclaimed, his face full of disbelief.

A gleam flashed in Mo Lao's eyes, and he asked in a low voice, "Little Brother Ye, do you know the origin of the Martial King's ascension to the Heavenly Ding?" ”

Ye Fei shook his head and said: "Actually, I'm not interested in its origin, to put it mildly, I'm more concerned about how much it's worth now, if you can, I want you to estimate the price of this object." ”

Mo Lao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he deliberately lowered his voice and said, "The valuation is okay, but there is something I want to discuss with you, can the items you mortgaged yesterday be redeemed after a period of time?" ”

Ye Fei knew that the object that Mo Lao was talking about was the Suihou Pearl, so it could be inferred that the price of the Martial King Ascension to Heaven must be more than 300,000 yuan, thinking of this, he couldn't suppress a burst of excitement in his heart, nodded and said: "Yes, anyway, I don't need that object urgently, it is safer and more secure for you to store it, and it is not too late to redeem it after a year and a half." ”

Mo Lao coughed dryly twice and cleared his throat, and said with a serious face: "King Wu's ascension to heaven is an item that accompanied King Wu of Zhou, beautifully cast, representing the highest casting level at that time, its value is more than one million, if it is a unique product, I can't estimate the value, this object is tentatively estimated at five million!" ”