Judging from the methods of identifying antiques, the Tang family's treasure appraisal technique is closer to archaeology, and tomb robbing seems to be a little more difficult than archaeology. These masters with palms are the mainstream appraisers, that is, the legendary "brick" family. I dare not say anything else, in terms of identifying newly unearthed cultural relics, Tang Feng is a little stronger than these masters with palms.

In the past, when people used boxes and cabinets, they would put pads on the bottom of the box, and there were pads on the bottom of this lacquered wooden box. Tang Feng discovered an unusual point. He saw a corner of a piece of paper in the gap between the pad and the Bafang wooden box. He gently uncovered the pad, and below it was a dark yellow rough-edged ancient paper. This piece of ancient paper was thicker.

, the workmanship is very rough.

The color of the real thick-shaped ancient breasted paper should be light, the paper is very brittle and easy to break, but not only does this ancient paper have a dark color, but it is more resilient and closer to modern paper. Four rows of black regular characters are written on the ancient paper, avoiding the wise and stopping the face, and having a cup of joy. In order to ask the guests in front of the door, how many people are coming today. The handwriting is not neat, and there are obvious traces of modification.

There are many ways to make fakes now. There is a method called hiding the real in fakes. Putting a small real antique in large fake antiques is to disrupt the normal judgment of the buyer. However, this piece of suspected ancient paper obviously cannot achieve this goal.

After reading it, Tang Feng restored the lacquer wooden box to its original appearance. He clapped his hands and returned to his seat as if nothing had happened.

Su Qing, who was sitting next to him, whispered to Tang Feng: "How is it?"

"It's what you want." Tang Feng said: "Although there is no evidence to prove that this is Li Shizhi's, it's very consistent in time."

Middle-aged Glasses saw the last "boss" returning to his seat, he cleared his throat and said, "Dear bosses, this lacquered wooden box has a minimum price of 100,000 yuan, and now it can be bid for it."

"I'll add five thousand." A fat boss was the first to bid after passing the on-demand broadcast by Master Zhangyan.

On the other side, an elderly man in a suit took a sip of tea slowly and said casually: "110,000."

"Fifteen thousand!" The first five thousand one more, and when Tang Feng came to him, he added 40,000 at one time. Damn it, it's not my money. It's good to recharge the local rich man for a while, but he has the support of the Ministry of Public Security anyway.

Quality, what is quality? If you have money, you can't be more low-key? Several bosses looked quite disdainful, and playing with collecting is called cultivating sentiment. Such a rich man knows how to be shy and is simply ashamed to be with him.

The fat boss looked at the master of the palm beside him. The master nodded. The fat boss immediately called out, "160,000."

"170,000." The elderly man said lightly without moving his eyelids.

"Twenty-seven thousand!" OK, this time I changed it to one hundred thousand and one more.

The elderly, who had always been calm and steady, shook their hands and almost knocked over the teacup in their hands. This was too vicious. Is there anyone who called that? Everyone looked at Tang Feng together. They were not looking at Tang Feng, because the bidder was Su Qing.

Tang Feng was really worried about the middle-aged glasses. Su Qing’s bid was so generous, which means that this person was already unable to fly.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Su Qing pretended to be a bird and leaning on others and asked sweetly, "Did they call me wrong?" Her voice was very light, but everyone around her understood what she meant. Men pretended to be thunder, women pretended to be scattered, people and gods would not deceive, at least everyone would not hate her as much as Tang Feng.

The middle-aged man also looked at Tang Feng. He wanted to know if the price Su Qing called for him counted. Tang Feng nodded and said, "It's only 270,000." Tang Feng was worried about the middle-aged glasses, and everyone around him was worried about him. There was such a spendthrift beside him, and he would not be able to save any worries in his life.

This time, the fat boss's master gave a look to the fat boss and told him not to call him anymore. There are rich people here and they will not care about 100,000 or 80,000. The problem is that this thing will end when it reaches 230,000 or 40,000. No matter how much money is, it will not bring bad flowers.

The elderly on the other side gently put down the teacup, looked at the door on the other side, and waited for the next item.

Tang Feng walked towards the long round table like a gambling saint. When he arrived at the edge of the table, he placed the box on the table, then waved his hand and opened the box. There was a whole million cash inside. He counted twenty-seven stacks of brand new red RMB from the code box and placed it on the table, and said to the middle-aged glasses: "Count it."

Middle-aged glasses shook their heads and said, "Boss Tang is joking. Do you still need to count them? Please put away the things."

Tang Feng did not take care of the password box, but held the lacquer wooden box in his hand. He said, "I'll take a look."

Middle-aged glasses said with a smile: "You can do whatever you want." Then, he began to ask his subordinates to take out the next lot.

Tang Feng opened the lacquer wood BAEFF box layer by layer. When he opened the last layer of pads, he used his body as a cover to put the ancient paper into the code box. After that, he looked at it decently for a while, reorganized the lacquer wood BAEF box, closed the lacquer wood BAEF box, and walked back to his seat with the lacquer wood BAEF box in one hand.

A few more things came out later, all of which were very good, but there were no antiques from the Tang Dynasty. Since the reserve price of these things exceeded 100,000, Tang Feng was not qualified to participate at all. When the last item was taken down by the fat boss, the transaction ended. After that, everyone left Kempinski and dispersed.

When all the outsiders left, the middle-aged glasses breathed a sigh of relief. He sat on the sofa weakly. He would inevitably pay high risks when he got high returns. The more glamorous the person on the surface, the more struggling the heart.

The short and thin guy is much more stable than the middle-aged glasses. He sat across the middle-aged glasses slowly. Seeing the middle-aged glasses, he smiled and took out a pack of cigarettes and asked, "Do you smoke?"

"Get one." The middle-aged glasses nodded.

"Ahem." The middle-aged man choked after lit a cigarette after lit a cigarette for two puffs. He put the cigarette on the ashtray and shook his head and said, "No, this is too dangerous. Those things must be taken as soon as possible."

The short and thin guy asked, "What do you think of that nouveau riche?"

"This person has a big problem." said middle-aged glasses: "How can anyone like this who doesn't treat money as money? Just now, I just said that even 250,000 can be taken down."

"You think he is so stupid." said the short and thin man: "Tell you that he knows the best of all the people who came today."

"Oh?" the middle-aged glasses picked up the extinguished cigarette and lit it again, and asked, "How can you tell?"

"Luckily I've been paying attention to him." said the short and thin man: "Or I'd almost been cheated. He just put the paper from the lacquer wood bare into the password box."

Middle-aged Glasses immediately asked, "What paper?"

"Oh, it's me that's not good." said the short and thin man: "When the thing was taken out, there was that piece of paper. I think an ancient paper was nothing, so I stayed inside that thing. Now I think that the ancient paper is definitely not ordinary."

Middle-aged glasses said suspiciously: "You mean, there is a treasure in the treasure? He went for that piece of ancient paper?"

The short and thin little man nodded and said, "This is the most reasonable explanation. Do you think he is bidding randomly?"
Chapter completed!