Chapter 63: A Pit of 140 million

This time, Su Huan'er's little face turned blue: "Brother Tian, why don't you increase the price? Don't you have Master Qin's 100 million in your hand?"

However, he only heard Ling Tian say softly:

"Those jade stones are of no use to them, they are just beautiful. Besides, if you want, I'll bring you a truckload tomorrow!"

What the?

Nothing to do!

Ship a truckload!

Su Huan'er was stunned all of a sudden.

Why don't you bid?

A truckload, if there is a truck, will it be worth 80 million?

"Phew-" Song Zhe looked disdainful, "If you didn't grab it, you just said it was useless, who wanted to spend 40 million to shoot it away just now?"

Song Zhe's eyes stared at Ling Tian directly, just wanting to see him look dejected.

However, Ling Tian said with an indifferent look: "I don't have to rob it, you will deliver it to me sooner or later." ”

What the?

Give it to you!

Dream!

At this moment, I saw Qin Yunhe walking over with an accountant.

Seeing Ling Tian, he bowed and said, "Mr. Ling, these are your two pieces of multicolored jade, a total of 140 million yuan, please take a look and check your account." ”

What the?

Two pieces of multicolored jade!

140 million!

It's Ling Tian!

Song Zhe's eyes almost fell to the ground.

Rumble!

It's like a bolt from the blue......

Nimei, Tiankeng!

It took half a day, half a day of bidding, and it was all Ling Tian!

This guy deliberately raised the price, and in the end, all the sales went into his pocket!

"It's a loss!!"

Although the Song family has a wealth of 10 billion, 140 million is not a small amount.

Song Zhe only felt a surge in his chest.

Fishy throat.

"Wow-" A mouthful of blood spurted out.

It's just that at this time, Ling Tian said: "Master Qin, although this jade is mine, the venue is yours, what's more, we said before, the auction proceeds, half for one person, I only need seventy million, and the rest belongs to you." ”

When Qin Yunhe heard this, his face turned white, and he hurriedly said:

"Mr. Ling, I can't get this money, before, I gave me the ancient pottery bottle, I still owe you endless favors, how dare I share your jade money again. ”

Seeing that he insisted on not accepting it, Ling Tian said, "Okay, this favor, I'll write it down first, and I'll pay you back later." ”

"You're gracious. Qin Yunhe said, took another half step forward, and said in a low voice:

"Mr. Ling, it's halftime now, there is still half an hour before the second half, I want to ask you to go to the lounge to take a rest, you see......"

Ling Tian said: "Okay, then let's go." ”

When I arrived at the lounge, I pushed the door open, and saw that Feng Lao was also inside.

The two of them took a photo, and they were stunned at the same time.

Ling Tian naturally understood what Qin Yunhe meant.

And Feng Lao was also stunned: Qin Yunhe said that he wanted to introduce a big thing to himself, why did he go out for a long time, but invited this young man in?

In Feng Yi's impression, a person who can identify a 5,000-year-old pottery vase should be at least an old man over 70 years old.

The worst is that the age should be about sixty years old, because the antique industry depends not only on knowledge, but also on experience, and more on experience.

No matter how rich a student's knowledge is, it is impossible to recognize an ancient pottery vase thousands of years ago at a glance.

In particular, Qin Yunhe also told himself that the big man, in the face of a billion, did not blink his eyes, his heart did not beat, and his face did not change, and he actually broke the mouth of the bottle in order to drink a glass of wine.

Feng Lao was anxious, he had been waiting for the big man to appear.

And his own disciple invited himself, but he kept delaying, and he had to ask himself to help him preside over an auction, and then introduce the big man.

He also said that if he introduced it directly, he was afraid of frightening himself.

I really don't know what kind of medicine this kid sells in his gourd.

And Feng Lao recognized Ling Tian, who was the student who failed in the bid just now, and saw that he was dressed in ordinary clothes, and there was nothing special about him.

He leaned back.

He didn't take Ling Tian seriously at all, drank tea by himself, and said to Qin Yunhe:

"Yunhe, didn't you say that you wanted to introduce a big person to me?"

"I only saw that you were busy with your work, why didn't you invite that big man and let me wait for me to be so anxious. ”

Qin Yunhe, who said that big man was amazing, and he had a great eye for antiques, so Feng Yi couldn't wait to meet that peer immediately, communicate together, and learn from each other.

However, Qin Yunhe led Ling Tian all the way to the table, and then he walked up to the master and whispered, "Master, the big man you are waiting for is right in front of you!"

What the?

Feng Lao was stunned and stood up suddenly.

The teacup in his hand was almost thrown away, his eyes shrank slightly, and he stared at Ling Tian for a moment.

He ...... He's the one who identified the ancient clay vase!"

"That's right, it's this person, the big man I told you, Mr. Ling Xiao. Qin Yunhe introduced:

"Mr. Ling, this is my mentor. ”

However.

Ling Tian had an indifferent expression, glanced at Feng Lao, nodded slightly, and then said:

"You're the Wind Wing. ”

Belch!

Su Huan'er, who was following behind Ling Tian, was slightly startled, Brother Tian, what's wrong?

When you see a big man like Feng Lao, you should be polite.

How do you call Feng Lao by his name?

Su Huan'er was behind and pulled the corner of his clothes.

Suggesting that he was a little rude.

Not only Su Huan'er, but even Qin Yunhe was embarrassed.

Originally, he wanted to introduce Master and Ling Tian to each other, and then exchange antique-related experiences together, but who knew that Ling Tian was so indifferent.

This scene really made Qin Yunhe lose face.

The most chilling and cold-hearted person is Feng Lao, a big man in the cultural relics industry, he helps others appreciate antiques, and in a word, he can raise the price by one or two million.

Who knows, the student I met now called himself by his name, which was really disrespectful.

Therefore, Feng Yi's face sank, and the cup in his hand was about to attack!

It's just that without waiting for him to speak, he listened to Ling Tian say indifferently:

"Who are you among the predecessors?"

What the?

The wind is blowing!

No one expected that after hearing the name Feng Qingyang, Feng Yi's body trembled violently, and the muscles on his cheeks trembled slightly.

The cup in his hand slammed onto the table, and the tea spilled.

"You...... Who are you, how do you know ......?"

He was halfway through his sentence when he stopped.

He looked Ling Tian up and down again, seeing that he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and above the rivers and lakes, everyone knew that Feng Qingyang had been missing for more than twenty years.

The fox said suspiciously: "You are so young, how can you recognize Feng Qingyang's predecessors?!"

However, there was a trace of displeasure in Ling Tian's eyes, and he said firmly, "You haven't answered my question yet." ”

Ling Tian's voice was not big or small, but there was some kind of majesty hidden in it, which made Feng Yi's heart tremble slightly, and he couldn't help but blurt out:

"Senior Feng is a little master under the wind. ”

The wind is clear, but he is only about fifty years old, and the wind wing is already over seventy years old.

It's just that the Feng family is extremely large and prosperous.

The wind is clear and clear, and he is the ninth in the family, and he is known as the ninth master.

Although he is not as old as Fengyi, he is the ninth master of Fengyi.