my luck is on

Xu Zhaoyang never imagined that Lu Yang's appearance at the MG Club was to participate in the auction, let alone that he would sit in the main seat!
The guests received by the MG Club are all the top figures in the upper class.

Such characters are not only rich, but also have a strong social status.

In addition to these, if you want to become a member of the MG Club, you need to be recommended by three members, and you can only join the membership after half a year of review.

"It's no wonder that Lu Yang resigned suddenly. It turns out that he has climbed a high branch."

The more Xu Zhaoyang thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he couldn't help feeling cold all over, lest Lu Yang would clean up himself.

An old man stood in the middle of the stage and said to everyone with a smile: "Everyone is welcome to participate in tonight's auction. I think everyone knows the rules, so I won't introduce much."

"Mr. Shi, let's start quickly."

Most of the guests are regulars, so the rules are naturally clear.

In the audience, Huang Jianghe lowered his voice and introduced the identity of the old man to Lu Yang.

The old man's name is Shi Minglun, and he is the owner of the largest auction house in Haizhou, the Shi Family Auction House.

There are countless treasures that have been auctioned by him. Shi Minglun presided over the auction himself, so there must be treasures in the world.

Shi Minglun bowed his hands to everyone and said with a smile: "Everyone, the first collection to be displayed is called the five-color glass cup. It was produced in the Zhengde period of the Ming Dynasty. When the Ming Dynasty fell, it was put into the secret warehouse by the Qing Palace. Warm applause, please come to this rare treasure."

"Crash."

The crowd began to applaud with dignity.

A young girl in a cheongsam, holding a tray in her hand and covering it with a red cloth, walked slowly towards this side.

Shi Minglun took the tray from the woman, placed it on the auction stage, and gently removed the red cloth on it.

A palm-sized, colorful wine glass appeared in front of everyone.

The body of the wine glass is brightly colored and sparkles when illuminated by the lamp.

Regardless of the value of the colored glaze, it has attracted a lot of attention regardless of its appearance.

"what?"

Lu Yang frowned, why was there no luck on the colorful cup?

Ever since Lu Yang learned the technique of watching qi, whenever he saw something strange, he would wait and see.

Whether it is a house, mountains and rivers, or human and animal creatures, there will be luck surrounding them. The only difference is whether the luck is good or bad.

"strangeness……"

Lu Yang called out the system in his brain with his forehead.

"System, why is there no luck on the colorful glass cup?"

"Ding! The question is beyond the scope of the system's free answer. If the host understands it, it will cost 30 luck points!"

"vampire."

Lu Yang was slandered, and honestly called out 30 luck points.

As the luck value decreased, a piece of words appeared in Lu Yang's mind.

"So it is."

After reading the text displayed by the system, the old god Lu Yang looked up at the sky.

"Brother Lu, why don't you look at the lot?"

The corner of Huang Jianghe's eyes turned to Lu Yang looking up at the sky, and asked curiously.

Lu Yang said flatly, "It's a fake, there's nothing to see."

"Fake?!"

Huang Jianghe was taken aback, and raised his voice a little, causing the surrounding guests to stare at him frequently.

Immediately, Huang Jianghe nodded and apologized to everyone, and said in a low voice: "Brother, you can't talk nonsense like this. If Shi Minglun on the stage hears it, he will definitely have nothing to do with you."

Lu Yang didn't say anything more, feeling a little disdainful towards Shi's Auction House.

There is only one reason why the multicolored glass cup does not appear surrounded by luck, and that is a fake!
Antiques are generally divided into two types. The first type is buried underground as funerary objects.

This kind of antiques have been buried in the ground for many years, and they will be more or less contaminated by the yin energy generated by the earth veins.

In addition to this type, there is another type of antiques that are handed down from ancient times. After being touched by thousands of people, people's luck will infect the antiques, and antiques will also show luck.

Only fake antiques made by fake dealers will have no luck.

Shi Minglun didn't know that the five-color glass cup in his hand was a counterfeit, so he eloquently introduced the origin and value of this cup to everyone.

After a while, Shi Minglun recruited several antique experts to jointly issue an antique appraisal certificate.

Guests who often participate in antique auctions know that there are identification certificates, which affect the auction price.

Immediately, Shi Minglun offered a starting price of 500 million yuan, and the price of each auction should not be lower than 50 yuan, with no upper limit.

"600!
"1000!
As soon as the words fell, the bidding sounded one after another.

Everyone raised their auction cards one after another, raising the price from 500 million to 1500 million.

After 10 minutes, Shi Minglun saw that no one continued to increase the price, and said with a smile on his face: "Congratulations to this gentleman, you have won the five-color glass cup with 1500 million yuan, and now please come to the stage to pay the money."

The buyer quickly stepped onto the stage, took out his bank card and handed it to the staff, carefully holding the colorful glass bowl. ,
"It's really stupid people have a lot of money. If the upper class is like this, there is nothing rare and enviable."

Lu Yang curled his lips and spent more than 1000 million to buy fakes. What is it if you are not a fool?
Fortunately, they also said that they often participate in auctions, and they don't even have the vision to identify the authenticity, so they deserve to be deceived.

When Lu Yang was secretly complaining, the auction entered the second round, and the auction exhibit was a copybook.

The copybook was written by Mr. Li Nanyang, a master of modern calligraphy, and the font is wild cursive.

After introducing Li Nanyang's life story and the artistic conception contained in the copybook, Shi Minglun said with a smile: "Although the copybook is a modern thing, it has a deep collection value. Master Li Nanyang's cursive script skills are second only to the cursive sage Zhang Xu. I hope Everyone……"

"Hahaha……"

There was a burst of wild laughter, and Lu Yang subconsciously turned his head.

A middle-aged man in a suit stood up with disdain written all over his face.

Shi Minglun said with an undiminished smile: "Mr. Lin, I don't know why you are laughing? Could it be that there is something wrong with the old man's introduction?"

The man said sarcastically, "Old man Shi, your introduction is absolutely correct."

"Since the old man's introduction is correct, why is Mr. Lin still laughing?"

"I'm laughing because...the copybook in your hand is fake!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone turned pale with shock, only Lu Yang showed complicated eyes.

"Mr. Lin, why did you say that?" Shi Minglun frowned slightly, and raised his hand to show the copybook in front of the man.

"The authentic copybook is in my hands, so what you auctioned is of course a fake!"

The middle-aged man surnamed Lin walked to the front of the stage, and said with a smirk: "The Shijia Auction House's ability is nothing more than that, Lin is really an eye-opener!"

"The copybook was personally authenticated by the old man. If you say it is a fake, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding in it?"

Afraid of the other party's identity, Shi Minglun didn't make it clear, but the implication was already very clear.

The middle-aged man surnamed Lin said that the Li Nanyang Kuangcao in Shi Minglun's hands was a fake, and Shi Minglun also felt that the ones in his family's collection were fakes.

"Old man Shi, old man Shi, you are really stubborn."

The middle-aged man surnamed Lin raised his finger to the handwriting on the copybook and said, "I'll let you know right away how blind I have been!"