Jian Bao: I Can Communicate With Everything

Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty Seven: Be Smart

"Evaluation..."

Lin Chen frowned and shook his head, "It's really hard to tell."

Hearing this, the light in Grandma's eyes gradually went out.

"Is it worthless?"

Hearing this, Lin Chen waved his hand quickly and explained.

"It's not that it's worthless, but it's too valuable."

"Feng Haitao had a reserve price of more than one million at the auction this day, and the transaction price is estimated to be around one hundred and five."

"If you run into a destined person, you can double it to three million."

His price is not exaggerated.

For ordinary people, this thing is a collectible.

For those who study the piano, the value of this guqin is so precious that it is incalculable.

Grandma's grandmother was shocked when she heard the price.

This makes her almost used as a guqin burning a fire stick, so worth so much money?

She couldn't help shaking her body, tears streaming from her muddy eyes.

The voice cried sadly.

"Old man, you can also stare under Jiuquan."

"Little grandson, you're all covered!"

It took ten minutes for the grandmother to ease off, and under the arrangement of Xiaoqi, she went through the entrusting formalities.

Lin Chen took a sip of tea.

"The national treasure is among the people."

Only then have a few things been identified, and a million-level collection has appeared...

It seems that this folk antique exchange meeting was not in vain.

Moreover, from the acceptance of antiques to the auction of antiques, they are basically handled by Qianbaidu, with one-stop service.

This has a profound impact on accumulating reputation.

"Next person."

After a few minutes of rest, he called again.

And the treasure friends are also shocked.

A middle-aged man came over, not tall, but full of energy.

He opened the Nike bag and took out a foam box.

A relatively peculiar bronze ware greeted Lin Chen's eyes.

He glanced at it, first for a moment, then angry and funny.

"What's wrong with the anchor?"

"The expression is so hideous, it's not that you are ill."

The treasurers seldom saw Lin Chen so gaffe, and immediately became a little confused.

Lin Chen narrowed his eyes and took a look at the middle-aged man.

"Peer?"

The middle-aged man's face changed, and he quickly reacted, and said nonchalantly, "What did Master Lin say? I didn't understand."

Lin Chen didn't open it up, hehe sneered.

"This bronze is a good thing, with exquisite carvings, exquisite decorations, and lifelike facial expressions, even the hair is delicate."

"At first glance, it is a treasure handed down."

After a pause, his conversation turned, "However, the only shortcoming is that the red spots and green embroidery on this bronze vessel are a bit serious..."

"Xueqin is also in a mess."

The middle-aged man's complexion remained unchanged, and he smiled and said: "It's normal for things that are hundreds of years old to be a little bit coppery."

Lin Chen put on his gloves to appraise, and began to get into the subject.

"It's okay, but the rust on it is wrong."

His words at random made the treasure friend chill in his heart.

Because only he knows what is going on with the red spots and green embroidery on this bronze.

"Is there still something wrong with this rust?"

"Yes, I think bronzes are generally like this, it doesn't make a difference."

"Rust is a chemical reaction. This artifact is a bronze. After hundreds of years of development, it is normal for so much rust to grow."

The treasurers couldn't help but talk.

They would not be too surprised to say something is wrong.

But Lin Chen said that the problem is not something, but rust...

This is a bit confusing.

"I just said you are a colleague, you still don't admit it."

Lin Chen looked at him with a bit of hatred for iron but not steel.

"Let me ask now, what do you do at home."

Baoyou's face flushed, and he smirked.

"Master Lin's golden eyes are indeed well-deserved."

"My house sells antiques."

As soon as this remark came out, the live broadcast room was shocked.

The treasure friends didn't understand how Lin Chen could see it...

Can he still pinch it?

Lin Chen stroked his forehead and sighed, "Dear friends, you must be careful with antiques."

"Don't think that just by reading a few posts, you can make things old and sell them for a good price."

"Really can't be fake, and fake can't be real."

After a pause, he looked at the middle-aged man.

"If I guessed correctly, you added the red spots and green embroidery on this bronze."

"After I finished it, I found that there was a lot of rust, and I got rid of a lot of cleverness."

"But when dealing with it, his craftsmanship was not good and he damaged the surface of the bronze."

"Obviously it is a handed down product, in your hands, everything you toss about is almost broken."

"With descendants like you, your antique shop will close down sooner or later."

Listening quietly, the sweat on the face of the middle-aged man shed immediately.

This is so wicked.

How did this kid know he did this?

clairvoyance?

He opened a shop at home, but he just entered the business and didn't understand anything.

Later, the old man died early, and he left a few books without teaching him anything.

He taught himself without a teacher, and according to the method taught in the book, he made a red-spotted green embroidery on the bronze.

He did so, hoping to sell more money.

The effect that was made later is an ugly batch.

He directly scraped off a lot with a spatula, and that's how it is now.

Before Baoyou had spoken, Lin Chen began to speak calmly.

"Not only this rust was added by you, but also this blood."

"There is a smell of soil on it, and the taste is very weak. You should have buried it in the soil and poured some pig blood and chicken blood."

"It could have sold five or six hundred thousand things, but now it's cut in half."

This sentence was like a sharp knife, piercing the middle-aged man's heart fiercely.

His face was earthy in an instant, and his lips opened tremblingly.

"Master Lin, what you said..."

"It's all true?"

Lin Chen lowered his eyelids gently.

"of course it's true."

"You thought you were a little clever, but you actually cried stupidly."

"I can auction this thing for thousands of Baidu, and the final transaction price will not exceed forty."

"If you think it works, you can sign a contract."

"Okay, okay, I am willing."

The middle-aged man was full of remorse and bowed his feet.

I didn't expect that I was mistaken by my cleverness.

Lin Chen took a deep breath and looked at the live broadcast room.

"Don't just listen to the old methods in old books."

"Some things are suitable, some are not suitable."

"Just now this treasured friend was smart and lost at least 300,000 yuan."

"I emphasize it again and again, learn and use it, and don't use it mechanically."

The treasurers also expressed that they have learned.

"Next person."

"Master Lin, I am a heavy weapon, you can give me a good order."

An old man in a Tang suit with a fan in his hand smiled authentically.

Lin Chen put on his gloves and opened the box.

Among them is a white cup with a diameter of about six centimeters and a height of about sixteen or seven centimeters.

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