Chapter 117: People are similar
"Qing Jiu'er, it's your turn." Guo Chaofeng looked at me.
I nodded, and immediately walked towards the door, and walked in about two meters A black curtain blocked in front of me, and the moment the curtain was opened, I couldn't help but be stunned by the scene in front of me.
So many curios? How can ten minutes be enough for us to observe?
This room is a cuboid, like a container of a truck, the width does not look very good, but it is very long, from the moment I stepped into this room, to the end I counted, there were ten wooden shelves, and on each shelf there were at least forty or fifty antiques, that is, a wooden frame had only one minute to observe.
I immediately panicked, hurriedly turned off the lights in the house, and then began to look carefully from the first shelf, this shelf, most of the things in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, and the preservation is not too complete, moved to the second shelf, this shelf is the porcelain of the Yuan Dynasty, followed by calligraphy and painting, coins.
I slowly found the pattern, this is completely in the order of dynasties, and the further this goes, the older it is.
I haven't seen any fakes of these things yet, and the thought in my head at this time is that the older the thing, the more valuable it should be.
So, pinching the note, I ran straight to the last row of wooden shelves.
When I arrived in the last row, I found that the objects in the last row were bronzes and gold artifacts from the Han Dynasty in the East and West.
"Qing Jiu'er, it's time, come out!"
As soon as I heard this, my heart suddenly cooled, and I glanced at the most complete bronze horse on this shelf, as well as a palace lamp gold vessel and an angular jade cup.
After looking at the numbers in front of them, I didn't even have time to write down the numbers, and immediately turned around and ran out.
While running, I also looked at the other shelves, but the number of these collections is too much, ten minutes is definitely not enough, this is also a competition whose luck, right?
After I came out, Yang Miao went in.
Looking at me holding a blank piece of paper, Guo Chaofeng asked lightly: "Qing Jiu'er, are you going to abstain?" ”
"No, I, I, I'll think about it again." I pursed my lips, my mind desperately remembering the items on the shelves.
Guo Chaofeng saw that I was really thinking seriously and didn't interrupt me, Chen Qiang on the side was not convinced, and felt that he had given me more time, so Guo Chaofeng directly returned the note to him, and said that before Yang Miao came out, both of us had a chance to change it.
When he said this, Chen Qiang also took back the note and began to think carefully.
I sat down at the table next to me with the note, undecided, and didn't even look at everything.
By the time Yang Miao came out, I hadn't written yet.
"Haven't you figured it out yet?" Yang Miao walked up to me.
I took a deep breath and thought to myself that I was betting on my luck, so I immediately wrote down the numbers of the three pieces that I had chosen at the beginning.
Chen Qiang was in a similar state to me, holding the note for a long time, scribbling and changing, and finally wrote back the original number.
And Yang Miao took my note and looked at it, smiled, and asked me, "Can you give it to Guo Chaofeng?" ”
"Hmm." I nodded at Yang Miao.
Yang Miao handed the note to Guo Chaofeng: "Guo Chaofeng, this is mine, this is Xiao Jiu's." ”
"Okay." Guo Chaofeng took the note and looked at Chen Qiang again, and Chen Qiang also folded the note and handed it to Guo Chaofeng.
Guo Chaofeng took out the note and just glanced at it, then raised his head and looked at Yang Miao, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
"Yang Miao, are you sure you won't change it? I gave them an extra ten minutes before, so if you still want to change, I can give you a chance. Guo Chaofeng looked at Yang Miao, and in these words, he had already told Yang Miao very euphemistically that the antiques he chose should not be the best.
However, Yang Miao shook her head: "No need Guo Chaofeng, since I wrote it, I won't change it." ”
"Okay then." Guo Chaofeng nodded in disappointment, and his gaze turned directly at me.
"Qing Jiu'er, you have chosen the right one, this palace lamp gold ware of the Han Dynasty, and the horn-shaped jade cup and the gold-inlaid beast head agate pot of the Tang Dynasty are indeed the most expensive collection here, so you will be the one to be the ticket counter." When Guo Chaofeng said this, he looked a little reluctant.
He is very optimistic about Yang Miao, in his eyes, I am a person who is full of lies and likes to be lazy, so I am naturally not at ease when I hand over this position.
"That Guo Chaofeng, this?" When I heard that I was asked to be the ticket counter, I was naturally overjoyed, but I immediately realized that something was wrong.
The number I wrote, the corresponding collection should be a bronze horse, a palace lamp goldware, and an angular jade cup, why didn't this copper horse become a gold-inlaid beast head agate pot in the Tang Dynasty? I didn't even look closely at the things on the wooden shelf in the Tang Dynasty?
"Guo Chaofeng's pawnshop seems to have a guest with an appointment today, you?" Yang Miao suddenly interjected.
"Well, I'll go back now, so if someone is not convinced, you can find this guy to check the price yourself, but before twelve o'clock at noon, you must go back to the shop." Guo Chaofeng said goodbye, and got in the car and went back first.
Leaving a few of us looking at each other, I suspected that I had written the number on the note wrong, and that I had won by mistake, so I immediately went to get the note that Guo Chaofeng had thrown aside.
Yang Miao was one step ahead of me, tore the notes into shreds, and threw them towards the outside of the store.
"Hmph, you didn't win, and you don't have to lose your temper so much?" Chen Qiang said to Yang Miao mockingly: "You are a gatekeeper, you don't look good at the door, what are you doing with all this?" Do you think it's really enough to work hard? It's all about talent! ”
"I can't say that, I've only been in contact with these things for more than three months, and I'm not as senior as you, so still?" Yang Miao said that, shook his head again and again, and the angry Chen Qiang's face turned blue and purple, and he raised his fist and was about to hit someone.
"If you have made enough trouble, don't compare if you can't afford to lose!" Zhuo Yifan scolded, making Chen Qiang grit his teeth and hold his breath back into his stomach.
"Fat Jiu, congratulations, you became a ticket so quickly, go, I'll take you to eat something delicious." Zhuo Yifan smiled at me.
But I felt extremely uncomfortable in my heart, and I couldn't win it.
"Na Zhuo Shao, I'll go back first." After Yang Miao finished speaking, he walked out of the store.
Chen Qiang also had a gloomy face and left angrily.
Only Zhuo Yifan and I were the only ones left in the store, as well as the guy who looked exactly like Shui Sheng.
"You two, you?" The man closed the door of the warehouse and looked at Zhuo Yifan and me again.
"You're Zhang Bin, right?" Then I came back to my senses and looked at him, "If you have time, why don't you go eat with us?" ”
I looked at Zhang Bin, Zhang Bin was stunned for a moment, after all, he didn't know us well.
"Today, I'm on duty and can't leave here." He looked at me and explained with a smile.
"Zhuo Yifan, can you help buy some food?" There was a slight pleading in my tone, and I also wanted to be alone with Zhang Bin in front of me for a while, and I wanted to inquire about his details.
"It turned out to be Guo Chaofeng, please come in." The man glanced at Guo Chaofeng, then immediately opened the door and welcomed Guo Chaofeng in.
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