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After many people learned about Meng Zitao's identity, they started talking about it. After being reminded by some insiders, they immediately looked at Meng Zitao sitting next to Shu Ze and found that he was actually a young and shameless young man. Surprised, the eyes looking at Meng Zitao were filled with envy or jealousy.
"What's going on? Why would Mr. Zheng accept such a young man in his early twenties as a closed disciple? And I've never heard of this before. Could it be a cover-up?"
"I don't know. Maybe he is very talented in terms of talent. But he is sitting next to Shu Ze, so it shouldn't be a pretense."
¡°Hey, it¡¯s so annoying to compare people to each other. I think if I could have been taught by any senior at this young age, I should be able to achieve something in this industry by now.¡±
Knowing that Meng Zitao was sitting not far away, a young man who looked like he was only in his early twenties, the man who had been sarcastic before suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let's be honest, the talent of Mr. Zheng's closed disciple should not be low, but How old is he and how well can he write? To put it bluntly, if it¡¯s not Mr. Zheng, who knows about him.¡±
"I'm telling you, can't you stop being so ugly when you speak? You've suffered so much in the past for speaking out, and you still can't remember it. Besides, why can't young people write well? Let's put it another way. , if his calligraphy is not good, wouldn¡¯t it embarrass Mr. Zheng? Do you think people would do such stupid things? "
"Come on, young people nowadays don't know how high the sky is. Who knows what they think? And you see, after the auctioneer introduced it, pictures of the lots would appear later. But now? It's still dark for half the day. , there must be something wrong."
When he said this, the man felt a sense of schadenfreude in his heart, and looked in the direction where Meng Zitao was sitting, hoping to see Meng Zitao looking embarrassed.
At this time, the auctioneer said: "Everyone, I'm sorry that there were some problems with the computer just now. Please wait for a moment."
After waiting like this for five or six minutes, everyone became impatient, and the image reappeared on the curtain next to the auctioneer.
"Hiss" When Meng Zitao's calligraphy works appeared in front of everyone, many people at the scene took a breath and were shocked.
"Is this is this calligraphy written by a young man in his early twenties? Even if he started practicing calligraphy in the womb, there is no way he could write like this, right?" He was sarcastic just now, but now he was dumbfounded and muttered to himself after seeing the work. stand up.
The friend sitting next to him was also extremely shocked. He was also very puzzled by this. How could Meng Zitao, at such a young age, write such good calligraphy.
Of course, they are not the only ones, everyone has such doubts.
"Could it be that someone hired someone to write it?" The man came back to his senses and thought of another possibility.
"You're a bit of a demon like this. From a normal perspective, do you think it's possible to do this?"
The person next to me frowned, feeling that my friend was letting jealousy control his thinking. Normal people know that this is impossible. After all, it is impossible for words to remain undisplayed in front of others for a lifetime. If you really hire someone to write for you, there is something wrong with your brain.
"The starting price for this piece of inscription "The Inscription on a Humble House" is 1,000 yuan. Bidding starts now."
As soon as the auctioneer finished speaking, someone in the audience bid 10,000 yuan. After that, the price continued to rise. In just two or three minutes, someone bid more than 100,000 yuan.
"You're crazy. You're not a celebrity. How could someone offer such a high price?" Just now, I was sarcastic to Meng Zitao. I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, I would be slapped in the face. How could that person look so good? Strange.
Seeing him like this, my friend was speechless and felt that his brain was not in good condition. At this age, Meng Zitao could write so well, and his fame would definitely grow. He would not take advantage of his lack of fame now. It¡¯s time to buy it, should you wait until Meng Zitao becomes famous? Is this the only amount of money that will be spent?
Thinking of this, he moved aside, thinking that it would be better to have as little contact with such people as possible in the future. Maybe one day his emotions will control his brain again and he will do something "big".
Everyone understood the above truth, so the bidding continued one after another, and soon the price exceeded 200,000. However, by this time, the number of people participating in the auction was obviously much smaller. In the end, Lu Xiuqi paid 30,000 yuan. The price was 20,000 yuan.
After all, we are all businessmen and we must pay attention to cost-effectiveness. The future is full of uncertainty. No one knows how successful Meng Zitao will be in the future. However, many years later, these people will regret it every time they think about today.An opportunity came before them, but they didn't take it. When they thought of buying Meng Zitao's works, they had no chance to buy them.
Zhong Jinxian shook his head and said: "Hey, Mr. Lu bought it, otherwise I would really want to fight for it."
"I'm very satisfied with the price. No matter how high it is, it won't be good. After all, I'm still young." The reason why Meng Zitao said this was actually because he was not used to being in the spotlight and felt that he was too young to convince the public. It is easy to cause disputes and cause trouble.
Shu Ze said: "Zitao, I'm not saying that your idea is wrong. There is no one in the world who can make everyone agree. No matter how good you do, there will always be people looking for bones in the eggs. So, what should be fought for is still We have to fight.¡±
Zhong Jinxian also agreed with this.
"I understand what you mean, and I know how to do it." Meng Zitao also understands this truth, but he prefers to let things take their own course. Some things can come naturally without forcing them.
As time went by, the last donated item was sold at a price of 180,000, and then there were the collections that were commissioned for auction. Due to time constraints, the items taken out by these people had not been authenticated by experts, so they needed to be Anyone who is interested can come on stage to appreciate it together.
Of course, generally speaking, there should be no problems with the things you bring over, because if there is a problem, it is equivalent to dismantling the Xuanjia stage. But then again, there have been many fakes and imitations of antiques since ancient times, so there are also There may be counterfeits that I don¡¯t even know about.
Meng Zitao has experienced this kind of situation many times. If he is interested, he usually goes on stage to watch it. If he is not interested, he just sits and chats.
The items brought to this occasion are of relatively high quality and the prices are not cheap, but they are also the items that everyone here is interested in. Everyone is in high spirits. As the auction progresses, the scene is also climaxing one after another.
Waiting for the sale of a colorful jar with dragon pattern in the late Ming Dynasty, the staff brought up a tray and the auctioneer introduced with a smile: "The ladies present may like the next lot. This is a set of Ming Dynasty ornaments. There are eight gold bracelets and a pair of gold hairpins. Interested friends can come up and have a look."
Tian Mengmeng and Ren Kexin both straightened up and looked at the stage, looking very interested. When the auctioneer indicated that everyone could come on stage to appreciate it, they got up and walked up without stopping.
Seeing this, Zhong Jinxian quickly pulled Meng Zitao onto the stage, because although most of the items in the auction just now were genuine, there were one or two items that Meng Zitao saw had some problems with.
Among gold and silver jewelry items, hair accessories have the largest variety and quantity. Common hair accessories include hairpins, combs, combs, gold diamonds, etc. The earliest gold and silver hair accessories found today are gold hairpins from the Shang Dynasty.
During the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, gold and silver hairpins became popular. In the Tang Dynasty, hairpins appeared in various shapes. In the Song Dynasty, the hairpins were even more diverse, and the hairpin poles were often engraved with shop numbers: By the Ming Dynasty, the production of gold and silver hairpins reached its peak. Nowadays, the shape and decoration of hairpins include figures, pavilions, flowers, plants and animals, as well as mascots with rich folk colors. The production technology is also more complicated and sophisticated, such as the golden phoenix hairpin unearthed from Li Wei's tomb in the western suburbs of the capital.
The Ming Dynasty double-luan gold hairpin, double-layer butterfly gold hairpin, character flower hairpin, flame pattern flower hairpin, pagoda-shaped gold hairpin, Jade Buddha gold hairpin, etc. have also become representative works of this period. The gold and silver hairpins of the Qing Dynasty are in the same line as the gold and silver hairpins of the Ming Dynasty.
After Meng Zitao came on stage, he found that this set of jewelry reflected the exquisite workmanship of Ming Dynasty jewelry. The pair of hairpins were in the shape of a phoenix. The body and feet of the phoenix were each inlaid with red and emerald stones. The phoenix stood steadily on the auspicious clouds, intending to Flying shape. The body of the phoenix is ??made of meticulous silk thread craftsmanship. The gold thread is soft and curved, and the threads are fastened, giving the whole body a bejeweled and luxurious look.
There are eight gold bracelets in total. They are basically the same shape and simple in shape. Two of them are embossed with patterns, and the remaining six are plain and without patterns. Like other ornaments, bracelets, as a kind of jewelry, have always been loved by people who love beauty throughout the ages. Bracelets made of precious metals and gold not only have aesthetic functions, but also serve as a symbol of the user's status.
This pair of gold hairpins and eight gold bracelets are exquisite in craftsmanship, elegant in style, beautiful and luxurious, with no expense spared in workmanship, and in perfect condition. They are precious jewelry that many wealthy people yearn for. They are rare and have both artistic aesthetic value and historical collection value.
"How do you feel?" Tian Mengmeng asked Ren Kexin immediately after stepping down.
¡°I think it¡¯s pretty good,¡± Ren Kexin said, looking towards Meng Zitao and asking for his opinion.
Meng Zitao smiled and nodded: "It is indeed not bad. It is a masterpiece among the Ming Dynasty jewelry."
Tian Mengmeng blinked, then put on a sweet smile, hugged Ren Kexin's arm and said, "Sister Xin, do you like these accessories too?"
"Yes, I think you will definitely give it to me." Ren Kexin teased with a smile.
Tian Mengmeng hugged her arm and said coquettishly: "Sister Xin, just let me go once today. I don't want more, just the pair of gold hairpins and a pair of bracelets. I'll take pictures of the other two pairs of bracelets and give them to you." .¡±
Ren Kexin chuckled and said: "Okay, it's just a joke. You don't even think about what I will do. I also have such gold jewelry at home. You can keep it yourself." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel .com)??Give it to me. "Ren Kexin smiled teasingly.
Tian Mengmeng hugged her arm and said coquettishly: "Sister Xin, just let me go once today. I don't want more, just the pair of gold hairpins and a pair of bracelets. I'll take pictures of the other two pairs of bracelets and give them to you." .¡±
Ren Kexin chuckled and said: "Okay, it's just a joke. You don't even think about what I will do. I also have such gold jewelry at home. You can keep it yourself." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel .com