Chapter 643: A Pen

Chapter 643

The auction was in full swing, with the rich vying to show off their wealth.

Every time an object is photographed, it sparks a heated discussion.

But there are always some people who sit quietly, their eyes are introverted, and they don't show the slightest strange look at those luxury goods.

After the end of the auction items such as jewelry, there are some works of art that do not distinguish between the real and the fake, and the antiques are curiosities.

These things are obviously not as popular as the jewelry just now, after all, not all rich people have the eye for identification, and it is really unnecessary to spend a lot of money to buy a painting or whether it is an antique or not.

However, there are also world-class collectors who are keen to collect famous paintings and antiquities.

Ji Wei observed those auction items with the eye of heaven, and it was really convenient for cultivators to identify the authenticity of these things.

It is common to say that a certain painting is very aura, and a certain object is very aura, which is a mysterious and mysterious description.

But now in the eyes of the practitioner, this kind of description can really see the aura of aura.

Ji Wei was a liberal arts student in her last life, studied art for a while, and took a double degree in college, so she has some experience in appreciating paintings.

Most of the famous paintings that can be sold at high seas auctions have an improper origin, otherwise they should be hung in a museum for tourists to see.

After looking at it for a while, Ji Wei was not interested, although most of the auction items were genuine, but most of them were attached to karma or yin qi, indicating that these things were either obtained by someone killing people and stealing goods, or they were dug out of the soil, that is, they dug other people's graves.

Ji Wei felt that these were not as attractive as the Sea Dragon Tendon, but she really wanted to see what the Sea Dragon Tendon of the descendant of the divine beast that even Qin Changge could express his concern for looked like.

Soon, the auction of those works of art and antiquities was completed, the lights of the venue suddenly dimmed, and a beam of chasing light fell, and the auction table was extremely conspicuous under the light.

The master of ceremonies held up the microphone and said in an excited voice: "Next is the rare treasures that have come to this auction with great difficulty, because the organizer's understanding of these rare treasures is not detailed, so the next bidding depends on the fate of the VIPs and the treasures!"

In other words, the auctioneer is only responsible for the next thing, saying that it depends on fate, but the price must not be less.

The first treasure that appeared on the auction table was a thin-roded brush that had always looked a little old.

The material of the barrel is wood, not wood, the body of the pen is black, but there are faint lines on it, the tip of the pen is a golden brush, and the tip is a trace of red.

On the whole, although this pen looks old, it exudes a quaint atmosphere, which is not inferior to the various antiques at the auction just now.

The master of ceremonies introduced: "This is an ancient pen that I got by chance at the auction, the age was handed down about 600 years ago, but now it cannot be used for writing, it can also be regarded as an antique, if you are an interested collector, you can take it back to study and play." ”

"Since it's an antique, why didn't you take it out just now?" said a guest, "The pen has been broken, and it is not as precious as the sky glazed blue and white porcelain!"

Most people have a lack of interest in that pen.

The master of ceremonies smiled without changing his face, "All the items auctioned from this pen are from the auction accident, and the auction only requires a low price of not less than 50 million, whether it can be auctioned depends on fate." ”