C4087 World-class Treasure(part II)
C4087 World-class Treasure(part II)
This was the information that Dongfang Qingyu had found on the internet. Any one of the titles would be terrifying. With so many titles piled together, he was a little bored. This ugly old man was actually so powerful.
"Teacher Chang's lectures at school are always sensational, and many experts and professors are eager to listen to him," Xia Hongxiu whispered.
"Can I ask him for an autograph?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.
... "" Xia Hongxiu secretly glanced at Chang Rongbao's back and said in a low voice, "I heard from my senior that Teacher Chang's handwriting starts at 200,000 yuan per word."
"Wouldn't it be worth tens of millions to write a piece of the Teng Royal Pavilion Introduction?" Dongfang Qingyu was extremely surprised. The full text of the Teng King Pavilion Preface was 773 words, and this article alone was worth 15 million. If he wrote it for two hours, then an hour would be 7.5 million. This speed of earning money was comparable to a money printing machine.
"This... I don't know." Xia Hongxiu had never bought it before, so she didn't dare to make a conclusion.
"Red Sleeve, he's teasing you. Things like 'marriage' and 'great fortune' are charged by the word, and things like writing articles are charged by the size, not the number of words." Lin Zhu Ling said.
"Which eye of yours saw me frequently participating in auctions?" Dongfang Qingyu was extremely curious.
"I know how to read faces." Lin Zhuqing said.
"It's better to say that it was the paparazzi who told you," Dongfang Qingyu said. He glanced at his phone from the corner of his eye, and the light of the text message kept flashing.
"Hong Xiu is still young. What tricks do you have? Come at me." Lin Zhu Ling suddenly moved closer to Dongfang Qingyu's ear, and a warm breath landed on his ear. Her expression was intimate and seductive, and her gaze was filled with provocation as she looked in Liang Yuan'er's direction.
Liang Yuan'er had been paying attention to this side all this time. Seeing this, she was so angry that she almost jumped up. She bit her bright red lower lip and had the urge to bite someone. She sent more than ten texts to Dongfang Qingyu, but Dongfang Qingyu didn't even look at his phone. She punched with all her strength as if she was punching into water, but Lin Zhu Ling's firepower could hit her body without any obstruction. This feeling was too uncomfortable.
"Two hundred million!" After a few rounds of chasing, the redheaded Japs raised the price again.
The big eagle coldly glanced at the red-haired Japs and lost its patience, "250 million!"
"300 million!" The red-haired Japs seemed determined to get it.
"350 million!" The eagle was silent for a moment, then made another bid. In his own mind, three hundred million was a lot more than fourteen pieces of gold, but the star of the day was Chang Rongbao, and he had said that he would get fourteen pieces of gold at all costs, no matter how high the price was.
The red- haired Jap seemed stunned by the power of the bow and the eagle, and after a moment's thought he gave up.
"They don't seem to care about the gold," Lin Zhuling said.
The fourteen pieces of gold went to the eagle, but he was not happy about it. He could see the problem that even Lin Zhu Ling could see.
If he couldn't get it, he wouldn't let others have it easy.
The fourth item was a bowl. To Dongfang Qingyu, who had no knowledge of cultural relics at all, there was nothing special about this bowl. It was not even as good as the bowls at home that were used for eating. The bowls at home were smooth and exquisite, as white as jade. The surface of this bowl was full of cracks, as if it was a defective product. Its appearance was really not that good.
But it didn't matter that he didn't understand. He could tell how precious the bowl was from the looks of the people around him.
They were all red in the face and couldn't wait to bid. Even Master Chang Rongbao had the urge to bid for it.
"Do you know this?" Dongfang Qingyu asked Lin Zhuling.
"I don't!" Lin Zhu Ling shook her head.
"You look very excited." Dongfang Qingyu said.
"This belongs to our country." Lin Zhu Ling said.
"There's nothing wrong with that. In terms of porcelain, who can compare to our country, Tang Yuanyi and Ming Qing?" Dongfang Qingyu was very proud.
The big kiln was a rare treasure among our country's traditional porcelain craftsmanship, and one of the five famous kilns of the Song Dynasty. The Ge Kiln had always been valued and paid attention to by collectors, appraisers, archaeologists, and other experts and scholars. The Ge Kiln porcelain was extremely precious and according to statistics, there were more than a hundred pieces of it in the world, far less than the number of Yuan Qing Flower. Of the five famous kilns, the Ge Kiln porcelain was the most rare because of its complicated craftsmanship and mysterious background.
The biggest feature of the kilns was the opening of the golden wire. The glaze of the kilns had webbed openings that overlapped like cracks in ice or were as fine as caviar, commonly known as the Hundred Garbage Shards. The large black openings overlapped with the small red and yellow openings, creating a visual effect of the golden wire.
In addition to this, there was a purple iron foot, which contained a high amount of iron, and was wrapped in a thick layer of enamel, with a hint of dark purple at the edges of the enamel, and a dark brown at the bottom, commonly known as a purple iron foot.
Perhaps it was because he had heard the conversation between Dongfang Qingyu and Lin Zhuling, Master Chang Rongbao made the best use of his time to teach Dongfang Qingyu and the other two about this bowl. It was very strange, before Master Chang Rongbao said anything, Dongfang Qingyu thought that it was a defective product, but after hearing Master Chang Rongbao's pointers, she immediately felt that this bowl was extraordinary. In an instant, it changed from Cinderella to a white swan, and all the flaws she had seen before had now become merits. The bowl was still the same bowl, but the senses were completely different.
He did not know that he was not the only one who felt this way. Many people felt it the first time they saw it, from decay to wonder, and that was the greatness and wonder of it.
The price of the kilns bowl had risen from one million to fifteen million, a sign of the nation's fondness for it, and at that moment the redheads began to stir up trouble again.
"20 million."
Many of the rich merchants in the country raised their eyebrows. If they liked to participate in auctions, no one could say anything, but seeing the behavior of the red-haired Japs, they seemed to be in cahoots. Dongfang Qingyu glanced at Lin Zhu Ling.
"100 million." Lin Zhu Ling did not hesitate at all as she raised her good card and looked around like a queen.
"Insanity!" The red haired man cursed and didn't continue to follow. The highest price of the Gekao porcelain was 63.5 million, and Lin Zhu Ling almost doubled that. He didn't dare to follow.
"Coward!" Lin Zhuling was not willing to be outdone. The red-haired Japs called her a 'lunatic', but she was not Dongfang Qingyu. She could understand English. Although her spoken language was not as good as Xia Hongxiu's, it was not a problem for her to understand.
The price of 100 million was too high. Although many people loved the big bowl, they still gave up after considering the price. Lin Zhuling took another bowl.
When the next item appeared on the stage, the entire hall was dead silent. One could even hear a pin drop.
"Is this a modern art piece?" Dongfang Qingyu asked in a low voice.
"No, this is the treasure that was stolen from our country." Chang Rongbao was sure of it.
"Hateful thief." Dongfang Qingyu was indignant. He stole the things of our country and then sold them to us. If he fell behind, he would be beaten. Therefore, the country must be strong.
This item was an earthquake machine, a masterpiece created by Zhang Heng during the Eastern Han Dynasty.
"That's right, how many of our country's treasures have been stolen or snatched away by those ruthless people?" Chang Rongbao was both angry and helpless.
"This kind of cultural relic shouldn't be able to be sold, right?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.
"It's in the high seas now." The eagle said.
Dongfang Qingyu was speechless.
"100 million!" Just as the host announced the auction, the red-haired Japs were the first to raise their good cards. The moment they opened their mouths, they shocked the entire audience.
"Is there something wrong with his head?" Dongfang Qingyu said angrily.
"They are just so disgusting." The eagle said.
"What good will it do them?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.
"If they obtain the seismic device, we will have to pay ten times the price if we want to obtain it in the future." Chang Rong Bao said. He was most familiar with the foreign devils' methods. In order to let the lost artifacts return to China, he had paid an unknown price and been tricked.
"Do you need help?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.
"No... I'll press down for a while. If it doesn't work, you can come again." The eagle wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, it decided to be more conservative.
"150 million." The person who bid was Xia Yuxiu. He was also interested in the Earth Shaking Bash.
"200 million!" The red-furred monster was fearless.
"Two hundred and ten million!" Xia Yuxiu shouted.
"300 million," the red-haired general said.
"These people are too bad," Lin Zhuqing said.
"350 million." Xia Yuxiu had just revealed a look of hesitation when the eagle opened its mouth.
"Four hundred million!" A smug smile appeared on the red-furred monster's face.
"450 million." The expression on the eagle's face was extremely ugly.
"500 million!" The red-furred monster didn't give anyone time to think. He immediately shouted out a price, creating a tense atmosphere.
"Elder Chang, according to the market value, how much is this thing worth?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.
"This is a national treasure. It's priceless." Chang Rongbao blurted out, but then he realized something. He hesitated, then said, "There is no international auction record for this kind of item, but judging from the price of the next level of artifacts, it will be worth more than a billion."
"So high!" Xia Hongxiu took in a cold breath. She didn't even dare to think about this number, while Dongfang Qingyu frowned. One billion was not a small amount. It was enough to make many companies go bankrupt.
The price quickly rose to eight hundred million, and no one else spoke. They watched in silence as the redheads competed with the eagles, some of them excited, some of them uneasy, most of them worried. After all, it belonged to their own country, and they didn't want to see it taken away by foreigners.
"Nine hundred million," the foreign devil said, his voice more serious, less relaxed, but firm.
"950 million!" The face of the eagle with the bow was expressionless, suppressing his anger.
"One billion!" The foreign devil suddenly turned his head and looked at the eagle. He said it word by word. Everyone in the hall was shocked. It really broke through one billion.
"This is forcing me to go crazy." Lin Zhu Ling said coldly as her eyes were filled with anger.
- Content from [Mi Gu]