Xu Chaoyang never imagined that Lu Yang appeared at the MG Club to participate in the auction, and he never imagined that he would sit in the main seat!

The guests received by MG Club are all top-notch people in high society.

Such characters are not only rich, but also have a strong social status.

In addition to these, if you want to become a member of MG Club, you need to be recommended by three members, and after half a year of review, you can only join.

"No wonder Lu Yang suddenly resigned, it turned out that he had climbed to a high branch."

The more Xu Chaoyang thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he couldn't help but feel chills, lest Lu Yang clean himself up.

An old man stood in the middle of the stage and said to everyone with a smile: "Everyone is welcome to participate in tonight's auction, presumably everyone understands the rules, so the old man will not introduce much." ”

"Mr. Shi, let's start quickly."

Most of the guests are regulars, and the rules are naturally clear.

Offstage, Huang Jianghe lowered his voice and introduced the identity of the old man to Lu Yang.

The old man's name is Shi Minglun, and he is the owner of the largest auction house in Haizhou, the Shi family's auction house.

There are countless treasures auctioned by his hands, and Shi Minglun personally presided over the auction, and there must be treasures in the world.

Shi Minglun smiled at everyone: "Everyone, we are going to display the first collection, called the colorful glass cup, which was produced in the Zhengde period of the Ming Dynasty, and was included in the secret vault by the Qing Palace when the Ming Dynasty died. ”

"Whoa."

The crowd began to applaud very face-saving.

A young woman wearing a cheongsam, holding a tray in her hand and a red cloth on it, walked slowly towards this side.

Shi Minglun took the tray in the woman's hand, put it on the auction table, and gently removed the red cloth on it.

A palm-sized, colorful wine glass is presented in front of everyone.

The body of the wine glass is brightly coloured and sparkles when illuminated by the light.

The value of the colorful glass is not mentioned, regardless of the appearance, it has attracted a lot of attention.

"Huh?"

Lu Yang frowned, on the colorful cup, why is there no luck?

Since Lu Yang learned the Qi Technique, whenever he sees something strange, he will wait and see.

Whether it is a home, a landscape, or a human or animal creature, there will be luck around, the difference is only that luck is good or bad.

"Strange ......"

Lu Yang used his forehead to summon the system in his brain.

"System, why is there no luck on the colorful glass cup?"

"Ding! The question is beyond the scope of the free answer of the system, if the host understands, it will cost 30 gas luck value! ”

"Vampires."

Lu Yang slandered, and honestly called out 30 luck points.

As the qi luck value decreased, a piece of text appeared in Lu Yang's mind.

"I see."

After reading the system display text, the old god Lu Yang looked up at the sky.

"Brother Lu, why don't you look at the lots?"

Out of the corner of Huang Jianghe's eyes, Lu Yang looked up at the sky and asked curiously.

Lu Yang said lightly: "A fake, there is nothing to see." ”

"Fake?!"

Huang Jianghe was taken aback, and his voice raised a few points, causing the surrounding guests to look sideways frequently.

Immediately, Huang Jianghe nodded and apologized to everyone, and said in a low voice: "Brother, you can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing, if Shi Minglun on the stage hears it, he will definitely not be done with you." ”

Lu Yang didn't speak again, and he was a little disdainful of the Shi family's auction house.

There is only one reason why the colorful glass cup does not appear to be surrounded by luck, and that is fake!

Antiques are generally divided into two types, the first is buried in the ground as funerary goods.

These antiques have been buried underground for many years, and they will more or less be contaminated with the yin energy produced by the leylines.

In addition to this kind, there is also a type of antiques that have been handed down from ancient times, and after being touched by thousands of people, people's luck will infect antiques, and antiques will also emerge lucky.

Only fake antiques made by counterfeit dealers will have no luck.

Shi Minglun didn't know that the colorful glass cup in his hand was a fake, and he kept introducing the origin and preciousness of this thing to everyone.

After a while, Shi Minglun found a number of antique experts and jointly issued an antique appraisal certificate.

Frequent antique auction guests know what kind of appraisal there is, which affects the auction price.

Immediately, Shi Minglun offered a starting price of 5 million, and each bid price should not be less than 500,000, and there was no upper limit.

"6 million!

"10 million!

As soon as the words fell, one after another shouts rang out.

Everyone raised the auction cards in their hands one after another, raising the price from 5 million to 15 million.

Ten minutes later, Shi Minglun saw that no one continued to increase the price, and said with a smile on his face: "Congratulations to this gentleman, you took the colorful glass cup for 15 million, and now please come to the stage to deliver the money." ”

The buyer walked up to the stage quickly, took out his bank card and handed it to the staff, carefully holding the colorful glass bowl. ，

"It's really stupid and has a lot of money, and if the upper class is like this, there is nothing uncommon to envy."

Lu Yang pursed his lips, spending more than 10 million to buy fakes, isn't he a fool?

They also said that they often participate in auctions, and they don't even have the eye to identify the authenticity, so they deserve to be deceived.

When Lu Yang secretly complained in his heart, the auction entered the second round, and the exhibit of the auction was a calligraphy.

The calligraphy is written by Mr. Li Nanyang, a master of modern calligraphy, and the font belongs to wild grass.

After introducing Li Nanyang's life deeds and the artistic conception contained in the copybook, Shi Minglun said with a smile: "Although the copybook is a modern thing, it has a deep collection value, Master Li Nanyang's cursive skills are second only to the grass saint Zhang Xu, I hope everyone ......"

"Hahaha......"

A burst of wild laughter rang out, and Lu Yang subconsciously turned his head.

A middle-aged man in a suit stood up, disdain written all over his face.

Shi Minglun said with a smile undiminished: "Mr. Lin, I don't know why I am laughing?" Could it be that there is a problem with the old man's introduction? ”

The man said sarcastically: "Old man Shi, what you introduced is correct. ”

"Since the old man's introduction is correct, why does Mr. Lin still laugh?"

"I'm laughing because...... The copy in your hand is fake! ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, only Lu Yang showed a complicated gaze.

"Mr. Lin, why do you say that?" Shi Minglun frowned slightly, raised his hand and displayed the handwriting in front of the man's eyes.

"The authenticity of this calligraphy is in my hands, and of course what you auctioned is fake!"

The middle-aged man surnamed Lin walked to the front of the stage and said with a smile: "The ability of the Shi family auction house is nothing more than this, Lin is really eye-opening!" ”

"The calligraphy was personally identified by the old man, you said it was fake, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding, right?"

Afraid of the other party's identity, Shi Minglun didn't make his words clear, but the implication was already very clear.

The middle-aged man surnamed Lin said that the Li Nanyang Wild Grass in Shi Minglun's hand was fake, and Shi Minglun also felt that his family collection was a fake.

"Old man Shi, old man Shi, you are really an old stubborn."

The middle-aged man surnamed Lin raised his finger and pointed to the handwriting on the notebook and said, "I'll let you know right away how big your eyes are!" ”