Rebirth 81: Being forced into marriage by my sister’s best friend at the beginning

Then, a unique jade bottle appeared on the plate.

Boss Huang carefully placed it on the table and began to introduce it.

"This is the first item in this auction, and its name is Feng Chaoyang White Jade Vase!" Boss Huang placed the jade vase on the stone table, and there was a special small jade stand on the stone table.

"As the saying goes, Fenglou hopes for peace every day, and your Excellency Chaoyuan will return to Yan."

"The Feng Chaoyang White Jade Vase is a work by the Qing Dynasty master Gu Congzhi."

"You are not people in the industry, so you don't know much about Gu Congzhi's name, but I can tell you clearly that his status is equivalent to Li Bai in the ceramics industry."

Lin Ran was dumbfounded in the audience. He thought Boss Huang was a professional before.

But now that I’m watching it, it’s completely a big scam.

Because there was no such master in the Qing Dynasty, or he could not be considered a master, just a ceramic maker.

He actually made it so lucid that he even wrote a poem of his own.

It is precisely because he did it so perfectly that it looks real.

"As we all know, the Feng Chaoyang white jade bottle is a very precious work of art. Its production technology and unique design are amazing. The bottle is made of high-quality white jade and is carefully carved and polished. The entire bottle has smooth lines. , the lines are simple and layered. The bottle is also engraved with exquisite floral patterns, and the details are handled so well that people can’t help but be amazed.”

Boss Huang said extremely seriously.

Ma Zhen, Lin Ran and others were speechless.

Because in their opinion, although the jade bottle on the stage is quite exquisite, it is still far from the master.

To know the truly valuable antiques, in addition to their production craftsmanship, they also need profound cultural connotations.

Being able to promote traditional Chinese culture or express certain thoughts through the bottle body and the patterns on it is the guarantee of the value of antiques.

It's a pity that the vase in front of me doesn't have all this.

But Boss Huang’s face was not red, and his heart was not beating, and he announced loudly.

"Today is the first opening event of this auction house, so it's a big deal."

"Originally, according to our treasure appraiser's estimate, the base price should be 1 yuan."

"But now, not 1, just 100!"

"Now you can start bidding, and friends who want it can take action at any time!"

The audience in the audience was stunned for a moment.

Then they whispered together.

After all, they all come to the antique street, and they also know that if they succeed in picking up items here, they can often stay open for half a year and stay open for half a year.

Especially when I heard that the reserve price of this auction item was 1000, but now it only has a reserve price of 100.

As long as those present are middle class, they can still afford this little money.

There are also some people who think they are smart, thinking that even if they borrow money to buy it, resell it, they can make a lot of money.

The venue became noisy again.

Boss Huang's face was full of pride.

Finally, someone stood out.

A man wearing a Chinese tunic suit and a big gold chain around his neck raised his hand and shouted: "I'll pay you two hundred!"

"three hundred!"

"Four hundred!"

"five hundred!"

"Eight hundred, I want it!"

"How can you be like this?"

"Isn't the auction just about raising the price yourself? Who can raise the price by a hundred and a hundred like you, a poor man!"

Just as everyone was arguing, an ignorant voice suddenly came.

"This bottle costs only 15 yuan to last. I bought it for 800 yuan. Just wait and cry."

Boss Huang's face, which was full of smiles, suddenly froze.

He looked at the crowd, trying to find this ungrateful guy.

Generally speaking, this street is full of its own people, and the visitors are all amateur spectators, but the professional masters will not dismantle him.

Who on earth is this person who doesn’t give himself any face at the auction!

Even Lin Ran found it strange.

People in the antiques circle generally know not to deliberately undermine others.

Even if the goods sold by others are of poor quality, you just need to know it yourself.

Otherwise, everyone is engaged in this industry, and it is inevitable that they will become sellers.

As long as it is not life-saving money, there is nothing that cannot be sold.

Among the crowd, a young man appeared.

This young man has a pair of sharp eyebrows, which makes him look quite heroic.

He didn't give in at all, and looked back at Boss Huang's eyes: "Aren't you just lying? We came to see the Treasure Fighting Club, not to see you selling fakes."

Boss Huang was in a daze. He didn't know how to answer.

There were so many people in the audience looking at him, and he took it as an accusation, and now he can no longer get off the stage.

The people who had just bid now had cold expressions on their faces.

"Boss Huang, is what this young man said just now true?"

"You'd better explain."

"Sell us fake goods?"

Boss Huang faced the accusations from everyone, but he was obviously an old man and immediately replied: "Nonsense! I have just told you the results of the appraisal. If any of you don't believe it, you can point it out on stage!"

He ignored this. Could it be that other auction houses came to ruin the place?

I just don't know what to say.

In fact, Boss Huang is already prepared. As long as someone dares to come on stage, he will secretly give money to others and ask others to say good things.

The only thing I hope now is that the young man doesn't really know his stuff.

The audience in the audience started talking.

Lin Ran looked amused: "Haha, did you hit the wall today?"

I don’t know how many people Boss Huang has deceived using this marketing method. It looks so professional. It shouldn’t be the first time he has done this kind of thing.

In front of so many people, he said these words without any hesitation.

I'm afraid that if he is really exposed in public, he will have another excuse.

But for some unknown reason, the young man did not continue to show off, but turned around and left.

Boss Huang proudly shouted on the stage: "Young man, aren't you an expert? Come and identify it. If it is genuine, you don't need to pay any compensation. I just need you to apologize to me in public, okay?"

Originally, the young people were ready to leave.

Hearing these words, he stopped and looked back at Boss Huang, with a chill in his eyes.

Boss Huang looked directly into his eyes and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why do I have to provoke him? He has already left.

The young man turned around and walked towards the treasure fighting platform step by step.

The other people also moved out of the way with the attitude of just watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously.

If the first item at the auction is found to be a fake by others, their auction house will hardly need to open, because everyone knows that they are scammers.

Although Boss Huang looks calm on the outside, he is actually sweating in his heart.