Live shop exploration: 200 yuan to challenge the antique street

Chapter 33 What kind of mansion is Tomson Yipin?
Not long after, Wei Yuanfeng also arrived.

As the person in charge of Christie's Auction House Branch in Sijiu City, Wei Yuanfeng felt heartbroken to miss this kind of treasure, but after he calmed down, he also played the level that a super-first-line auctioneer should have, "About this antique, just now Mr. Wang I have already said a lot, and now I will add..."

"A cricket pot of this size, even in the Ming Dynasty, is an expensive artifact, and ordinary people may not be able to witness its existence in their lifetime!"

"This kind of baby is rare in the market, but a baby of the same style that is very similar to it has been collected in the Palace Museum, so its price will never be lower than eight figures!"

Cao Zinian raised his eyebrows, "Wei Guo, please make the long story short, don't last long at this time, do it as soon as possible, skip the foreplay, and go straight to orgasm!"

"..."

Wei Yuanfeng's face was dark, and he almost picked up the yellow wooden stool and threw it at Mr. Cao, cast a sharp glance at his friend, and continued: "It's true that there are not many cricket pots in the market, but it's not that there are none. The secretary looked through the materials of the past few years and found several auction records..."

"Among them, the spring auction in Sijiucheng, which is closest to us in 920, sold a cricket jar also from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty. "

"It is worth mentioning that that piece is pottery, and ours is porcelain, which is far better than that piece in terms of appearance and collection value..."

"Combining all the above, I estimate the price at 1100 million yuan!"

"..."

After hearing the quotation, the netizens in the live broadcast room were collectively silent for a second, and then they were all in an uproar.

"Hmm, 1100 million, not too much different from the previous estimate (pick nose)"

"A cricket pot is worth tens of millions, it's simply unreasonable!"

"I did a rough calculation just now. The whole cricket pot is about 0.0154 square meters, and the price is 1100 million yuan, which is close to 6 million yuan per square meter. Damn, it's not as good as a worm after half a lifetime!"

"Is it really a bug that lives here? Isn't it a divine bird like Suzaku or Phoenix?"

"At this moment, I understand that the anchor earns money faster than the printing factory!"

"The 10 inkstone, the 60 Tiance Fubao, and the 1000 million cricket pot, each one is better than the other!"

"What is the first grade of Tomson, it's so weak!"

"Who would have thought that the anchor was just a little anchor seeking attention two days ago, and it has only been two days!"

Not only the netizens, but also Chen Jiye, who was next to him, gasped. The cricket pot was actually worth eight figures, even if he sold his agate pavilion with one acre and three cents of land.

After Wei Yuanfeng made an offer, Chu Ang and Wang Lao looked at Mr. Cao one after another.

Mr. Cao was heartbroken, but facing the eager eyes of several people, he could only grit his teeth and asked as usual, "Brother Chu, are you coming out of this cage?"

Refuse me!
Brother Chu, reject me quickly!
In Mr. Cao's heart, a voice screamed wildly.

But... he is destined to be disappointed!
"Out...Of course!"

Chu Ang nodded heavily, "Your father likes this jar, so you can take it away. If you are short on money, you can talk about it later!"

Chu Ang has no hobbies in this area, and he is not one of those street thugs in Sijiu City. He has no intention of keeping this cricket jar at all.

"The anchor is really rich, and I'm not afraid that someone will run away with the baby!"

"Didn't you understand, this is the anchor showing his favor to Mr. Cao. There are not many local tyrants like Mr. Cao!"

"Hey... Tell me, why didn't the anchor give the treasure to Wei Yuanfeng, it would be nice to go to the auction house for auction!"

"Auction house? The handling fee is quite expensive!"

"9494, do you think the auction house is a charity organization, they want to take a commission..."

"it is good!"

Cao Zinian sighed inwardly, and said nothing more. Although 1000 million is a lot, it is not a big deal to him.

Take out your mobile phone, make a call, and notify your subordinates to transfer money!

Only 5 minutes later, all 100 million arrived in the account!

After receiving the SMS notification from the bank, Chu Ang put the cricket jar on the table with his own hands, "Boss Cao, this jar is yours now!"

Cao Zinian nodded, then picked up the jar, "Brother Chu, remember to let me know next time you have a baby..."

Cao Zinian said this before, but it was all about the scene, but now, he sincerely begged Chu Ang to call him.

This young man who is only five or six years younger than himself is like a little mother in the antique business——Niu 13 has gone to the sky!
Maybe next time you will meet another baby!
Chu Ang smiled and said, "Okay, I will definitely inform Boss Cao next time!"

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news!" After saying this, Cao Zinian left the Manao Pavilion.

After Cao Zinian left, Chu Ang didn't stay any longer. After chatting with Mr. Wang and Wei Yuanfeng, he also left the Manao Pavilion.

"Anchor, how much did you earn these two days?"

"It's hard to calculate, 10 + 120 million + 10 plus 1100 million!"

"Anchor, why don't you retweet and make a small goal before the broadcast today!"

"Yes, yes, enough for a small goal!"

"Seconded!"

"My minister agrees!"

"+1!"

(End of this chapter)