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    "Wanqing, are you here?"

    While Zhang Yilong was pondering, he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from inside the house. He immediately came to his senses and turned around to look in the direction of the voice.

    The person who greeted Mu Wanqing with a smile was a relatively young man. The man looked to be in his thirties. He was in a suit and leather shoes, and his hair was combed to a shiny finish. He was well-dressed and had a fat head and big ears.  He looks like a boss.

    Naturally, Zhang Yilong knew the man with the red face. He was the deputy director of the art department of their auction company, named "Luo Bing." Although he held an important position, he mainly did planning work, and his eyesight was actually far inferior to that of Mu Wanqing and other appraisal experts.  , but after all, he is a big leader of the auction company, and he still has knowledge of antique appraisal. Sometimes he will go out to collect things, usually for targeted negotiations and acquisitions.

    Zhang Yilong rarely interacts with Luo Bing and the others. He doesn't have a very good impression of Luo Bing. Luo Bing is born with a traitorous look, and he often ranks people in different categories. He always yells at lower-level employees in the company.  He is very arrogant and bossy, but he is very enthusiastic towards colleagues or superiors at the same level, and he obviously wants to please.

    When Luo Bing greeted Mu Wanqing, he didn't even look at Zhang Yilong. Perhaps in his eyes, Zhang Yilong was just an errand boy, inconspicuous.

    "Yes." Mu Wanqing smiled and nodded, "Zhang Yilong is here too, and those two are his friends."

    Mu Wanqing specifically pointed at Zhang Zhibin and Sanlin to introduce them, but Luo Bing glanced at them casually and responded lightly: "Oh."

    Then he said with joy: "Wan Qing, come in and take a look. There are quite a lot of things in Big Ear's house. You should be able to spot a few good ones."

    "Oh, really?" Mu Wanqing said with great interest, "Since we are here, let's take a look first."

    After finishing speaking, he turned around and said hello to Zhang Yilong and said, "Let's go and take a look."

    "Yeah. Okay." Zhang Yilong nodded and responded calmly.

    Then Mu Wanqing followed Luo Bing into the door of the ancient house, but Zhang Yilong did not walk in immediately, but looked back at the old woman.  At this moment, I saw the old woman walking back, still holding the bottle in her hand, a "urinal" that looked like a green flower gourd bottle.

    "That's definitely not an ordinary gourd bottle!" Zhang Yilong thought to himself, "The blue flowers on the surface are so exquisite. There's no reason it's just an ordinary thing!"

    He secretly made an affirmation, saying that the origin of the green flower gourd bottle may be very complicated, but the owner of the house did not know it and used it as an ordinary bottle.

    Although Zhang Yilong was very interested in the green flower gourd vase, he would not directly go up to the old woman and ask for it.  Even if you want to take a closer look, you have to find a suitable way so that it doesn't look obtrusive.

    "Brother Long, what are you looking at?"

    At this moment, Zhang Zhibin gently pushed Zhang Yilong and asked with a smile.

    Zhang Yilong reacted immediately, shook his head and said: "Oh, it's nothing. Just take a look. Xiao Bin. Let's go in and take a look too."

    So the three of them walked into the old house together. The old house was relatively well-preserved, but it was a mess inside, and the small yard was full of things. Bricks, stones, and wood were everywhere.

    When Zhang Yilong and Zhang Zhibin walked into the hall, Mu Wanqing and Luo Bing were already looking at something.

    "It's an old cabinet!" Zhang Zhibin whispered.  "Brother Long, is that made of rosewood? It feels pretty good."

    Zhang Yilong smiled calmly and said: "Have you ever seen red sandalwood peeling off its paint? It was obviously painted with a layer of red paint. But it is indeed an old thing, probably from the Qing Dynasty. The carving is not bad. But it is estimated to be worth  It won¡¯t be very high, the starting price is a few thousand yuan, and it can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan at most.¡±

    "Brother Long, that's awesome!" Zhang Zhibin gave a thumbs up, two thumbs up, and praised, "You are getting better and better! You have such good eyesight, you can see the trick right away, and you can even estimate the price.  "

    When he and Zhang Yilong set up a stall to sell antiques together, Zhang Zhibin was on par with him. There was basically no difference between the two of them in appraising antiques. It was difficult for Zhang Zhibin to grasp the things that Zhang Zhibin was not good at.

    But things are different now. Zhang Yilong and the others did learn a lot of practical things from following Mu Wanqing, but the process was subtle. Zhang Yilong didn't have a strong sense of self. But now when he and Zhang Zhibin stand together to compare, the strong and the weak are determined.  Judgment.

    Otherwise, Zhang Zhibin would not get on Zhao Laohan before, and was deceived by a pupae Tang Bohu painting, and Zhang Yilong saw a rough appearance, but now Zhang Yilong is now Zhang Yilong. Zhang Yilong is now Zhang Yilong.He has a magical clairvoyant eye, which can observe any antique from the outside to the inside in detail. This is his unique advantage.

    "Haha, I've been studying, but it's still far behind the masters like Mr. Mu!" Zhang Yilong said with a smile.

    Zhang Zhibin shook his head and said: "That's because you are too humble. You are really great! Otherwise you wouldn't have picked up the big leak now!"

    The two people approached Mu Wanqing while they were talking. In addition to Mu Wanqing and Luo Bing, there were several people beside them. The person talking to Mu Wanqing and the others was a middle-aged man wearing glasses. The man was of medium build and exuded  There was an air of elegance, like that of a teacher, and behind him stood a dark-skinned middle-aged woman, who should be the teacher's wife. His wife was holding a baby in one hand, and holding a two or three-year-old boy in the other hand. Mother and son were three.  Everyone looked at this scene curiously.

    "The carvings on this cabinet are quite beautiful, and the workmanship is relatively sophisticated, but the material is very ordinary, not yellow pear wood." Mu Wanqing explained, "I'm afraid it's not easy to sell something like this."

    "Oh, forget about this thing then." Luo Bing shook his head and said, "What about that bottle?"

    As he spoke, he pointed to a large bottle placed on the table of the Eight Immortals in the front right, with a feather duster stuck on the bottle.

    At first glance, Zhang Yilong was secretly surprised and thought to himself: "Is that a green hu¨¡ jade pot and spring vase?!"

    But even though the large vase was very eye-catching, Zhang Yilong immediately denied it, saying that it could not be a genuine jade pot spring vase. You must know that the jade pot spring vase is Yuanqing hu¨¡, and Yuanqing hu¨¡ is extremely expensive porcelain.  There are only a few hundred representative pieces in the world, and even fewer are in the hands of private collectors. Most of them are in the hands of museums and large foundations.

    "If Yuanqing Hua came out of this old house, then they wouldn't live in such poverty. A piece of Yuanqing Hua is enough to make their family rich like a rocket.

    "That's just a handicraft." Mu Wanqing glanced at it and made a low-pitched judgment.

    "I don't know if Luo Bing said that on purpose, or if he really didn't take it seriously. Zhang Yilong couldn't believe it. The dignified deputy art director couldn't even tell the difference between handicrafts and antiques. This is not a fool.

    "Sure enough, he is the boss's nephew. He came here to occupy a position, but he knows nothing about appraisals!" Zhang Yilong said with contempt. He originally thought that Luo Bing would be better than himself, a novice, no matter how bad he was, but who knew that even Zhang Zhibin  This kind of novice is worse than a newbie. He regards a wooden cabinet made of ordinary materials as yellow pear wood, and now he thinks that the vase is decent.

    It¡¯s simply embarrassing!

    Zhang Yilong really doesn¡¯t understand. If he doesn¡¯t understand, he still has to imitate others to do Taobao!

    You deserve to be punched in the eye!

    "Teacher Zhu, do you have anything else at home? I want something older and more exquisite, porcelain is the best." Mu Wanqing then asked the teacher politely.

    The teacher didn¡¯t answer immediately. He just turned around and communicated with his wife with his eyes. The two of them seemed to be hesitating.

    "Please wait a moment, we will go to the room to get something out for you to see." After a while, Teacher Zhu said.

    Mu Wanqing nodded and said, "Don't worry, we'll just wait."

    Then Teacher Zhu took his wife into an inner room, while Zhang Yilong and Mu Wanqing waited patiently in the lobby.

    During the waiting period, the hall was extremely quiet, with only the occasional "dang-dang, dang-dang" sound heard.

    At that moment, Zhang Yilong completely subconsciously glanced in the direction of the tiny sound.

    What caught his eye was a little yellow dog. The yellow dog had a small body but big ears. Now it was curled up in the corner, wagging its tail from time to time, and his tail swept it to the side next to him.  A black thing, a dark kettle.

    The glaze on the surface of the kettle was shining with light and dazzling, as if it had just been painted with a layer of black paint, but this was obviously impossible, because the thing was casually thrown next to the "doghouse", indicating that Zhu  How could it be renovated if it was not taken seriously by the family? The only explanation is that the glaze color was originally very bright.

    "I'm dizzy. Is this a black-glazed kettle?! What a good thing!" After seeing clearly through his clairvoyance eyes, Zhang Yilong's eyes suddenly lit up. He finally recognized it. It was a black-glazed kettle. Look at the remaining layer on it.  The thick patina should still be an old thing.

    "Teacher Zhu, can you show me that thing?"

    Seeing Teacher Zhu suddenly walk out of the inner room, Zhang Yilong couldn't help but pointed at the black glazed porcelain and said.

    "Of course." Teacher Zhu nodded enthusiastically, and after finishing speaking, he walked straight to theHe picked up the kettle and walked back to hand it to Zhang Yilong for appreciation.

    "Look, I'll come as soon as I go."

    After handing the thing to Zhang Yilong, Teacher Zhu said goodbye and hurried out of the house, presumably because of some urgent matter.

    "Zhang Yilong, what are you looking at?" Luo Bing said with a smile, "Is this pot used to hold water for dogs to drink? It doesn't seem to be of much interest."

    That tone was obviously full of disdain, Zhang Yilong didn't pay attention to him, and just appreciated it closely.

    "Mr. Luo, you just don't understand." Mu Wanqing, who was standing aside, said in a low voice, "Zhang Yilong got something good. If my estimate is correct, this is a black-glazed kettle from the Republic of China period. The market price is  Around 100,000, very rare!¡±!  ~!

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