The Song Dynasty listened to the wind bottle, many people have heard of the name for a long time, no one has seen it, I heard that as long as the bottle is placed on the table, you can hear the sound of the waves of the sea roaring, it sounds a little mysterious, but this is true.

For a period of time, the wind bottle was very popular on the forum, and many experts opened various forums to introduce the principle of the wind bottle, which was fired from the internal imitation conch structure, and the porcelain bottle.

No matter how it was done, when the old man came out with the words "Listening to the Wind Bottle", the manager who was a melon-eating audience in the distance was shocked, and he hurriedly walked over and said respectfully: "Uncle, are you really listening to the Wind Bottle?" Can you let us take a look first?"

"Look, this is a bottle that Song Huizong has played with, is it so good-looking? Ask your boss to talk about it. The uncle blew his beard and glared and said, but Zhang Yu on the side saw something strange, although this old man was serious, but his eyes occasionally showed a hint of panic, is there something wrong with the bottle?

Zhang Yu subconsciously switched to yin and yang eyes and looked over, what shocked him was that the box in his hand seemed to be isolated from yin and yang, and he couldn't see through it at all, could it really be a treasure?

"Sir, is there anything you can help with?" Zhang Yu was about to walk over to look at the bottle, when a waitress stepped forward and asked.

"Do you have copper coins here?"

"Copper coins, please, here are the copper coins of every dynasty," the waitress led Zhang Yu to a counter next to her, pointing to the copper coins placed on the counter.

Zhang Yu saw that there were really a lot, he pretended to observe the copper coins, and secretly switched the yin and yang eyes, what disappointed him was that a few copper coins were contaminated with a little yang energy, and the others were not good.

Just when Zhang Yu shook his head, the sound of hurried footsteps sounded in his ears, Zhang Yu looked up, and saw a young man in a suit and leather shoes walking down from the second floor, this person had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his eyes were bright.

"Uncle, this is Wu Shao, the boss of our Gu Yazhai. The manager introduced.

"Uncle, what is your surname?" said Wu Shao with a smile.

"My surname is Song, can you really call the shots?" asked the old man Song holding the box.

"Of course, why don't we take a look at the bottle first?" Wu Shao said calmly, but his eyes showed excitement from time to time, revealing his state of mind at this time.

It seems that he is also a person who likes to play antiques, just like Chen Tianming, Zhang Yu thought to himself.

"Okay, let's take a look. Old man Song said and opened the lid of the box, and there was a very strange white bottle inlaid in the satin embroidery, if it wasn't for the neck being much longer than the bottom of the bottle, it was impossible to see which side was up and which was down, except for the peculiar bottom, the others were exactly the same as ordinary vases.

"This is the Wind Listening Bottle?" Wu Shao cautiously picked up the bottle and asked suspiciously.

"Of course, this is something that Song Huizong has played with, don't you see that there is a seal here?" said Old Man Song pointed to the bottom of the wind bottle.

Wu Shao turned the bottle and looked, and sure enough, there was a red seal with a royal character written on it.

"How much does this bottle cost you?"

"I was forced to sell it, I didn't want much, 3 million was enough. Old man Song stretched out three fingers and said.

Three million, Wu Shao was taken aback, there were several listening bottles on the market, and the price was less than 000000, he couldn't help frowning and said: "3 million, it's too expensive." ”

"I've played this with Song Huizong, of course it's worth the price. Old man Song said.

Wu Shao took the bottle and looked at it for a while, then he turned to the manager and said, "Go and invite Liu Lao over to have a look." ”

The manager nodded, turned around and called Liu Lao, and at this moment, an old man in a Tang costume walked in from Gu Yazhai, and as soon as he entered the door, he smiled and said loudly: "Wu Shaohe, isn't this listening to the wind bottle?"

When the old man saw the bottle in Wu Shao's hand, he was very excited, and his eyes were glued to the bottle with a greedy look.

"Zeng San, what are you doing today? and borrowing money again?" Wu Shao asked with a frown.

"That's okay, I'm here to pay back the money today, there are 200,000 in this card, come and get some. Zeng Sanyi sat on the sofa, and he triumphantly took out a card and threw it on the table.

"Oh, it looks like you've made a fortune recently" Wu Shao asked curiously, he glanced at a waiter next to him, and the waiter immediately picked up the card to inquire.

"Hehe, I made a little money, but compared to a small fortune like mine, Wu Shao, you have to make a lot of money. Zeng San said with a wink.

"What do you mean?" Wu Shao asked puzzled.

"Listen to the wind bottle, I heard that a businessman in Hong Kong threatened to spend 30 million yuan to get a Song Dynasty royal bottle. Zeng San leaned over and said in a low voice.

"Oh, is there such a thing?" Wu Shao raised his eyebrows, he seemed to have heard about this a few months ago, but he didn't pay attention to it at the time, mainly because the listening wind bottle is difficult to find, and people who collect listening to the wind bottle generally don't sell it.

"Wu Shao, Liu Lao went to Dongying's antique appreciation yesterday, and it is estimated that he will not come back until tomorrow. After a moment, the manager came over and said.

Wu Shao frowned, the wind bottle in front of him looked like it was real, but unfortunately there was no expert appraisal.

"Why don't we give it to Wang Lao and them for appraisal?" The manager said, Wu Shao shook his head, if there is no matter of the Hong Kong businessman, it doesn't matter if he gives it to Wang Lao for appraisal, what I am most afraid of is that the price will be raised again and again!

Just when Wu Shao hesitated, Zhang Yu pointed at Zeng San curiously and asked the waitress in front of him: "Who is that arrogant old man?"

"Looking at the guests, he is not a regular customer, that Zeng San used to be a very powerful appraiser, but unfortunately he was infected with the habit of bad gambling, the family property was lost cleanly, and he also owed a dozen ass debts, and often helped people identify things for a profit, I didn't expect him to have the money to pay off the debt, miracle!" the waitress said in a low voice.

So that's the case, Zhang Yu knew it in his heart, he had already seen with his yin and yang eyes that the bottle was fake, but the box made him unable to see the truth. At this time, he suddenly saw Zeng San give Old Man Song a look.

"Boss, do you want it or not, if you don't want it, I'll sell it elsewhere. Old man Song made a gesture to put the bottle away.

"Uncle Song, don't worry, I didn't say no, you have to give me time to let me appraise it." Wu Shao hurriedly said.

"Come on, Zeng San, you help me identify this bottle, if it's true, I'll give you a commission after selling the bottle. Wu Shao suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said to Zeng San in front of him, although Zeng San was a bad gambler, he really had a hand in identification.

This is not considered to be a nowhere to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

"This, how can this work, this is not in accordance with the rules, right?" Zeng San said hesitantly, knowing that the commission of Yicheng is also hundreds of thousands.

"Stop talking nonsense, take a look!" Wu Shao said cautiously placing the bottle on the table.

"Then I'll take a look. Zeng San rubbed his hands excitedly, put on gold-wire glasses, picked up the bottle like a treasure, looked at it again and again, frowned from time to time, and muttered a few words in his mouth, looking like an expert.

His behavior attracted the attention of everyone present, and the old man Song was even more nervous, standing on tiptoe and staring at Zeng San, Zhang Yu also walked over and found a good position to be a melon-eating crowd.

After about half an hour, Zeng San put the bottle down. I have to say that everyone acts in a full set, and this professionalism alone can coax most people.

"This bottle is indeed the listening bottle that Song Huizong played," Zeng San announced.

Hearing Zeng San's words, Zhang Yu knew that Wu Shao had already entered the urn.