Enter the main room in the backyard, which is a large hall with a wide depth.

There were already a dozen or so people in the house. In the middle of the house was an empty table of eight immortals, and the lamp above his head shone on the table of eight immortals.

Each person sat on a Taishi chair, everyone sat in a circle, there was a coffee table between every two chairs, and there were special personnel to pour tea, this furniture was a complete set, as if participating in a martial arts conference.

"Old Kim! , Jin Lao! , Mr. Kim! Lao Jin took Chen Mingliang in, and everyone in the house greeted him.

Chen Mingliang looked around, and he didn't know each other, but he knew that they should be partying because of one thing.

"This is Xiao Chen, you should have seen it on TV, Lao Cao's student, my little friend, bring him over today to meet the world."

Chen Mingliang is known to everyone, but it is not a business.

A middle-aged man who looked like a successful businessman took the initiative to greet him, "It turns out that Mr. Chen, the Olympic champion, also likes to collect antiques, so let's have a discussion today." ”

Only then did Chen Mingliang know that it was a gathering of antique collections, and Lao Jin was still secretive, so it was difficult that there was something greasy.

Chen Mingliang is still very good at talking about the scene, after all, he has experienced a lot, and Luo Quanhua will come as soon as he opens his mouth.

"You are all big guys in the circle, I came to see the excitement after school, thanks to Brother Jin for bringing me into the industry, and please teach me this elementary school student."

Everyone is very satisfied with Chen Mingming's low-key and humble attitude, he doesn't dare to advise, and the welcome is true.

Because it was a private party, the host was still waiting for the guests, and no one presided over the scene. After a few pleasantries, suddenly no one spoke, and suddenly it seemed so quiet.

It was another middle-aged man who broke the silence, "Old Sun! Your dog barked so fiercely just now, it's hard to appease it, why don't you bark. ”

Lao Sun came in from the courtyard, glanced at Chen Mingming, smiled bitterly, and did not make a sound.

Lao Jin couldn't help but sigh.

"You don't know this, the ancient god of war is in the world, and all the beasts in the world are avoided, and my little brother is the rebirth of the ancient god of war. So don't talk about his two dogs, even if he gets a lion now, he won't dare to gnaw. ”

Really fake.

Lao Sun said, "It's true. Who said that the Tibetan mastiff is extremely fierce, and he was scared to pee just now. It cost me more than a million to raise them. ”

Everyone echoed a few words in surprise, and then got to the point.

The host is the owner of the house, Lao Sun.

"Everyone is an old friend or a friend of an old friend, no outsiders. Today, let's gather together, the main thing is to exchange collection experience and exchange ideas. I also have some friends here who entrust to seek shipments, the price is dead, the highest price gets, you are all experts, should be able to distinguish the authenticity, we only bid today, do not distinguish the authenticity, the question of authenticity has been seen by my grandson, I guarantee for everyone. ”

Is this about to open a collection copy?

It turns out that today is a private gathering of collectibles, and there are some people outside the circle who want to entrust the owner of the circle to sell or buy on behalf of the owner, basically there are no fakes, and the value is appropriate.

Lao Jin doesn't look at writing, his character is average, and it's still good to identify antiques. After all, my ancestors have been generous, and I have seen these since I was a child, so I am naturally familiar with them, and many things can be seen at a glance to see if they are true.

Everyone drank tea casually, very pleasant.

Chen Mingliang is a little Mengxin, except for Lao Jin, he doesn't know anyone, and he can only take two sips without a stubble.

Lao Jin didn't tell him what the purpose of coming here was, what he wanted to do.

Thus began the fair, and the owner asked the first item to be taken out of the room, which was a porcelain vase.

"This is the blue and white cloud dragon pattern bottle during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, the official kiln, the inheritance is orderly, the quality looks perfect, in fact, there are flaws, and there are traces of repair at the mouth of the bottle. But the owner didn't say it when he commissioned it, and I saw it when I checked it myself. The owner said that the reserve price is 100,000, and you can reach out if you like it, but I don't recommend starting, after all, there are defects, but the defects are not big.

Chen Mingliang looked very curious, is this an underground auction, or is it just an exchange, how can you say anything.

Everyone looked at each other and didn't speak, if it was intact, this item would be worth 300,000, but with repairs, a market value of 50,000 would be more appropriate.

After being silent for a long time, Lao Sun wanted to let it go, but someone still gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand.

At this time, no one fought with him, so he surrendered and conceded.

and it shall be his.

Chen Mingliang didn't even understand.

Lao Jin lowered his voice: "I didn't figure it out."

"Yes." Chen Mingliang was indeed confused.

"You don't have to figure it out, all the products here are genuine, the origins are legal, they can be bought and sold directly, and there is generally no one to raise prices, but it is impossible to pick up the leaks."

"I'm thinking about your newly bought courtyard house, isn't it almost the same, there may be some furniture screens and the like for sale here, you can start a little, you don't need to speak, just stretch out your fist and finger, it's very simple." It's not so mysterious, people understand what you mean, it's really not good, just say how much money you want, it's just that everyone thinks it's a bit vulgar when talking about money, but if it's really vulgar, don't charge money. "Lao Jin speaks with the essence.

"I see. The meaning of this bottle just now is that the reserve price has been sold. ”

"Yes, if you can't buy 200,000 yuan in good condition, but if you don't have a mouth, it depends on personal preference." Lao Jin also agrees with Lao Sun's point of view.

After several collections in succession, Chen Mingliang really didn't understand, he was ignorant, he wanted to buy it, but he was afraid of being disliked by others.

Finally, the furniture still appeared, and it was a treasure.

What Lao Sun took out in one breath were two Huanghuali official hat chairs.

The specific owner of these two chairs is unknown, but the workmanship is exquisite, the style is the shape of the middle Ming Dynasty, one of the chairs has a leg repaired, and it is also repaired by Huanghuali, and the old material is repaired.

Now the two chairs are out together, and the reserve price is only 150,000.

Chen Mingliang wondered, didn't you say that Huanghuali is very expensive, didn't you say how much does a pound cost, these two chairs are not light, such a historical thing is only 150,000.

Chen Mingliang learned from others, and also stretched out two fingers, 200,000 yuan, deal!

In fact, there are not many people in the collecting circle who really like to collect furniture, except for Mr. Ma, the owner of the Guanfu Museum, others either collect calligraphy and painting, or collect porcelain and jade.

There is no other harvest at night, but it is not bad to be able to harvest two chairs, Chen Mingliang also made an appointment with you to have old gadgets, preferably furniture and the like, I will accept it, and you can open it at any price.

Before leaving, the two Tibetan mastiffs did not slow down, and the owner of the house also said that these two finished things stewed them one day.

Chen Mingliang replied, I have good craftsmanship.

Chen Mingliang really wanted to buy furniture, and he bought another set of courtyard houses.