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Chapter 173 Teach a lesson (Part 2)

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    "500000!"

    The first time Meng Zitao opened his mouth, he quoted 500,000 yuan, which made many people in the hall frown, because Meng Zitao's bidding was too fierce, with an aura like a newborn calf not afraid of tigers, but this kind of aura, in  The auction was a bit abrupt.

    It¡¯s as if he¡¯s saying: ¡°I¡¯m rich, I¡¯m awesome, come and bite me if you have the ability!¡±

    It¡¯s strange that everyone would be happy like this, and their perception of Meng Zitao would also drop a lot.

    "505,000!" The middle-aged man quoted the price again as before.

    The addition of the middle-aged man made everyone feel relieved about Meng Zitao's performance.  Thinking about it, it would be strange for me not to be angry because I have been so disgusted. What's more, Meng Zitao is just a young man in his twenties, so it is normal for him not to be able to control his emotions.

    Therefore, many people transferred their disgust towards Meng Zitao to the middle-aged man.

    For a moment, the middle-aged man only felt a chill in his back, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. He felt that the temperature around him had dropped a lot. Looking around, he saw that the people around him were even more avoidant of him.

    The middle-aged man thought for a moment and understood what was going on, but he didn't care. Anyway, after this time, he was unlikely to come to participate in the auction here again.

    Next, it became the stage for Meng Zitao and the middle-aged man. The two of them were going back and forth. In a short time, the price was raised to 800,000.

    Seeing this situation, the auctioneer couldn't help but be happy. His salary was linked to the transaction volume. Of course, he hoped that the transaction price would be as high as possible.

    "One million!" Meng Zitao suddenly increased the price significantly.

    "One million and five thousand!" After calling out the price, the middle-aged man glanced at Meng Zitao proudly and thought to himself: "I use the same move twice, do you really think I'm a fool?"

    But when he thought about it again, he suddenly felt something was wrong, because this time it was different from the previous situation. There were not two lots. Could it be that there was something else about this painting?  But this possibility is obviously unlikely.

    ¡°Oops, it¡¯s not a trick!¡± the middle-aged man thought anxiously.

    Meng Zitao sneered at the middle-aged man, closed his eyes and rested, and did not raise the price again. This made the hall quiet for a moment, and then there was a chuckle.

    The middle-aged man became angry and glared at Meng Zitao. At this time, he was still lucky, but he heard the auctioneer's hammer drop.

    At this moment, the middle-aged man¡¯s first thought was to regret it, but this was an auction held by the Antiques Association, and the rules of the auction were discussed by the members of the association. How could everyone not expect to regret it?

    So, as soon as the middle-aged man had this idea, a staff member came to him and said softly: "Sir, since you have already sold three lots today, according to the rules, you cannot participate in the next auction."  I¡¯ve bid, but I don¡¯t know whether you want to pay now or wait until the auction is over?¡±

    The middle-aged man wanted to say that he would wait until the auction was over and run away if there was a chance, but the staff member in front of him looked like he was guarding against thieves, and he knew that he probably couldn't escape, so he had to feel aggrieved.  Di said he would go now, and before leaving, he gave Meng Zitao a vicious look.

    Following the staff to the trading office, the middle-aged man took out a bank card with some guilt, swiped the card to pay, and then inspected the lot.

    At this moment, his cell phone rang. When he saw the number, he quickly walked aside and answered the call.

    Lu Changdai¡¯s voice came out: ¡°Siqiang, what did you buy? You actually spent 1.83 million?¡±

    Lu Siqiang laughed dryly: "A blue and white underglaze red longevity-shaped bottle from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, an evil-warming ornament from the Han Dynasty, and a picture of Yuan Jiang's walking on a mountain trail."

    Lu Changdai was silent for a while: "It sounds good, but do you know whether it is true or false?"

    Lu Siqiang said: "I've seen it before, there should be no problem."

    Lu Changdai said angrily: "What do you mean by 'no problem?' Did you also take pictures of things that you can't be sure of? Or are you being tricked by that boy named Meng?"

    Lu Siqiang said with a guilty conscience: "How is this possible? I will never fall into that kid's trap, right?"

    When Lu Changdai heard Lu Siqiang's tone, he still didn't understand what was going on. At this time, he felt somewhat regretful. If he had known this, he shouldn't have let Lu Siqiang come forward for temporary gains and losses. But now that the matter has come to this, he also  We can only make up for it before it is too late.

    He said with some gritted teeth: "I have fallen into his trap, let alone you?"He smiled and said, "Shopkeeper Xi is really a 'noble man, he forgets things a lot.' He just made a promise this morning, and he forgot it as soon as he said he would."

    Xi Zhengzhen glanced at Cheng Qiheng and said, "Mr. Zhang, do you mean there is something wrong with those new moneymen?"

    Zhang Jingqiang chuckled: "Others are fine, but that one is worth five thousand with one knife, so I'm not optimistic about it!"

    Xi Zhengzhen raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said with a somewhat grand voice: "Mr. Zhang, as long as you can point out the problem and get everyone's approval, I will definitely fulfill my promise."

    "Well, I definitely believe that Shopkeeper Xi will keep his word"

    ¡°With that said, Zhang Jingqiang took out the five-thousand-dollar coin, and repeated the problems that Meng Zitao pointed out before.

    Seeing that there was a lot of excitement, the guests who were about to leave immediately stopped. Some even called back their friends who had just left, and they were surrounded by people on three floors inside and three outside.

    Now, after listening to Zhang Jingqiang¡¯s explanation, quite a few people nodded in approval, while others, like Wang Zhixuan said before, still had some doubts in their hearts.

    Xi Zhengzhen was silent for a while and then said: "Mr. Zhang, I admit that what you said does make some sense, but until now, the gold staggered knives do not have a unified shape, and we don't even know where they are cast. Therefore, what you said is  , I don¡¯t think it can be fully proven that this is a fake.¡±

    Seeing Xi Zhengzhen say this, Zhang Jingqiang sneered in his heart, Wang Zhixuan was really right, and Xi Zhengzhen also used the same reason.

    Zhang Jingqiang frowned slightly: "But based on what I said, it can almost prove that there is something wrong with this coin that can equal five thousand with one knife, right?"

    Xi Zhengzhen chuckled and said: "Antique appraisal is a very rigorous science. Right is right and wrong is wrong. How can it be the same?"

    "Shopkeeper Xi, do you mean that you can't retreat?"

    "As I said just now, since you can't provide conclusive evidence, you definitely can't back out."

    After hearing this, Zhang Jingqiang pondered for a moment, pretended to be unwilling to look at the coins again, and then took out a magnifying glass to observe.

    Seeing Zhang Jingqiang like this, Xi Zhengzhen sneered inwardly. Just when he was about to speak, he heard a look of surprise on Zhang Jingqiang's face, and scratched the ring of the coin with his fingernails.

    After a while, he shouted excitedly: "Yes, there is evidence! There are words here!"

    "What word?"

    "Mr. Zhang, what is the word? Don't make everyone interested!"

    Zhang Jingqiang¡¯s performance and words caused an uproar at the scene, and some anxious people couldn¡¯t help but ask.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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