Jian Bao: I Can Communicate With Everything

Chapter Three Hundred: Bao Gu Zhai

Chu Ran listened quietly, her expression becoming more and more angry.

She didn't expect that the rapture among her peers would be so despicable and shameless.

"Guangjutang, right? I'm looking for someone now..."

Before she could finish her words, Lin Chen shook her head.

"You don't have to worry about this, I have already dealt with it."

"In three days, Rigel will personally come to Thousand Baidu to visit and apologize."

Chu Ran frowned upon hearing this.

She didn't know what happened in the boxing gym.

"Okay, you'll know when the time comes."

Lin Chen didn't explain much, and said softly, "It's the last day of the antique exchange meeting. We must close it."

Speaking of this, Chu Ran suddenly thought of something.

"Lin Chen, do you know why the second and third auction house will spare no effort to deal with Thousand Baidu?"

Lin Chen blinked suspiciously when he heard the words, "Isn't it a competition among peers?"

"This is just one aspect."

Chu Ran nodded solemnly, "Also, in another week, the official will select the best auction house in the city."

"This name has the heaviest gold content in the industry. Once selected, the benefits it will bring are hard to estimate."

Hearing this, Lin Chen suddenly realized.

No wonder I learned that Thousand Baidu is holding an antique exchange meeting, and other colleagues come over to find things like crazy dogs. This is the reason why they dare to be sentimental...

If Qianbaidu wins the title of best auction house, its position in the magic capital industry will undoubtedly be unshakable!

"and also……"

Chu Ran's pretty face became solemn, "The second and third auction houses have all taken action."

"There is also a Baoguzhai."

"Today is the last day of Jianbao, I am worried..."

She didn't finish her words, but Lin Chen already understood what she meant.

Baoguzhai is the number one auction in the magic capital.

Not only this year's first, but even in the past three to five years, it has always been the leader and firmly seated on the throne.

There is no doubt that if Qianbaidu wants to compete for the best auction house, Baoguzhai is undoubtedly the hardest bone.

"Okay, I see."

After a long silence, Lin Chen nodded.

"It's good if you know it in your heart."

A light smile appeared at the corner of Chu Ran's mouth, "Actually, don't put too much pressure on you, I believe in your strength."

Lin Chen hummed, "Let’s start appraising treasures, the Tibetan friends are all waiting in a hurry."

Although today is the last day, but with the previous response, the crowd has not decreased but increased, and it is unprecedentedly popular.

Jianbao proceeded in an orderly manner.

Tang Ding is responsible for the audition, and Lin Chen is responsible for the final selection and pricing.

His appraisal speed is very fast, and those items that are in doubt in the hands of other appraisers, before him, are true or false, whether they are new or old, there is no way to hide.

Coupled with Xiaobai's help, it is basically orderly.

In just half an hour, Lin Chen has seen more than a dozen collections.

A certificate will be issued if it is true, and a false one will be rejected on the spot.

If the Tibetan friends are willing to auction, they can go straight to the one-stop service.

Many people looked dead and left the scene sadly, and some people were so excited and excited.

"Next person."

Then, a man came over.

"Trouble Master Lin, help me see this thing."

After speaking, he put a box on the table.

Lin Chen glanced at the box, and couldn't help feeling horrified.

Thick patina, unique fragrance, agarwood!

Opening the box again, a golden light suddenly pierced the eyes.

This is a golden lion.

It is majestic, delicate, exquisite carving, and full of charm.

At a glance, you can feel a domineering rush on your face.

The lion stands on the base in a sitting posture, and the spiral curls on the top of the head are arranged neatly and densely.

The ribbon on the chest is beautifully carved, the back has a weigela knot, and the lion's tail is turned inward to form a curled flower.

The lion's mouth was closed tightly, his face was majestic, and there was a bronze lotus platform with a sacred seat behind it, full of sacred and inviolable aura.

At first sight of this golden lion, Lin Yu next to him suddenly felt as if he had received an electric shock.

"This won't be golden, right."

When this sentence came out, everyone at the scene looked over.

Good guy, this lion is not small, if it's gold, it's invaluable.

"It's not gold."

Lin Chen smiled slightly, "It's just that the copper content is extremely high, and it looks like golden."

As he said, he raised his head and looked at the treasure holder.

The person in front of him looked forty or fifty years old, with a wide mouth and a square nose, and a strong face.

If it goes back twenty years, it is definitely a proper little fresh meat.

The eyes of the old man, through the vicissitudes of life, showed an aura of no anger and prestige.

When Lin Chen looked up, the old man also raised his eyes.

There seemed to be a crackling sound in the air.

"Master Lin, please comment."

The old man's words were a little unusually calm, and there was no fear of Tibetan friends seeing the experts.

Lin Chen's gaze stayed on him for a few seconds, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"This treasured friend, where did you come from?"

The old man's eyelids were half drooping, and he quietly said, "I picked it up from a remote village."

"They say this thing is worthless, I don't believe it."

"So take this opportunity to ask Master Lin to clarify."

"good."

Lin Chen nodded slightly, put out his right hand, and held the stone lion in his hand.

The start is quite heavy, and there is a cold feeling.

Look at the patina above, it is warm and thick, and there is no feeling of sand when rubbing with your fingertips.

It is indeed an old thing.

Immediately following him, he flipped his right hand and looked at the bottom of the stone lion.

It is correct to compare it with the information in his mind one by one.

Lin Chen listened for a while, and she knew it in her heart.

Gently place the copper lion on the table.

Upon seeing this, many Tibetan friends next to him looked curiously.

Lin Yu also watched quietly. In three days, he identified hundreds of treasures, ranging from calligraphy and painting seals to jade celadon.

But this copper lion is indeed the first time I have seen it.

The old man looked at Lin Chen calmly, his expression indifferent and he didn't mean to be nervous at all.

It seems that he is not interested in the appraisal results at all.

"This thing should be used for lighting."

"Everyone can watch this..."

Lin Chen raised his hand and pointed to a tiny pinhole on the lotus throne.

"here……"

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Bai on the side suddenly turned his head.

"You take a good look."

Upon hearing this, Lin Chen's hand stretched out suddenly froze in the air, his expression changing again and again.

What does Xiaobai mean?

Mistakes?

It shouldn't.

The memory data in his mind should be used for lighting during the Northern Song Dynasty.

The pinhole on the lotus platform can lead out a thread for lighting.

Simply put, this is a very stylish bronze kerosene lamp.

But……

Why did Xiao Bai say that just now?

Lin Chen was silent for a while, and slowly retracted his hand.

Towards Lin Yu next to him, stretched out his hand, "Give me the magnifying glass."

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