With curiosity in his heart, Xu Boan simply used the "Fude Divination Sutra" again and quickly figured out the highlight of this item.
Then, Xu Boan, who knew the answer, was shocked!
This thing is designed like this. The ancients were also very good at playing tricks!
Hahaha, that’s amazing, its high value…so that’s why!
After knowing the true origin of this small tripod, Xu Bo'an was shocked, but his face remained calm without any fluctuations, so as to avoid being noticed.
Although not everyone would notice his abnormality, the host and auctioneer Zhao Yuntao on the stage was an old acquaintance of Xu Bo'an.
If he discovered Xu Boan's abnormality and showed some favoritism or interest in his interactions, it would be bad if he was accused of shady dealings after the deal was completed.
At this moment, the host on the stage began to briefly introduce the origin of this small tripod, which was roughly the same as the information in the information booklet.
It is said that this is an incense burner in a Taoist temple during the Ming Dynasty, and it has a history of four or five hundred years.
The starting price of this tripod is 300,000, and each bid increase must not be less than 30,000.
Soon, someone started bidding.
First of all, the price of this thing is not high. No matter whether I can make money or not, I will just consider it as a charity.
Secondly, this thing is an antique ornament after all. No matter how much it is worth, as long as it is authentic, even if it is difficult to sell in the future, at least you can use it as an ornament after buying it. It won't be like some unknown spare parts that have no formal use and will just gather dust. Otherwise, people will ask about it every time they see it. How frustrating it would be.
The pretty boy had just won an item worth more than three million yuan, and was in high spirits. Seeing another item coming up, he couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, can I bid on this?"
The professor of archaeology next to the pretty boy was also studying the data of this small tripod. After hearing the pretty boy's question, he looked at it for a moment and then reminded him softly: "In my opinion, the shape of this tripod should be the Nine-Turn Universe Tripod from the Ming Dynasty.
However, due to its beautiful shape, this tripod has been imitated for hundreds of years. Up to now, the original has long disappeared, but countless imitations have been handed down, including some fine imitations from the late Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty.
However, there are too many imitations on the market now, and it is difficult to determine whether they are real or fake. Even the most valuable imitations from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties are only priced at around 600,000 or 700,000 yuan. This tripod should belong to this category."
The pretty boy nodded and said confidently, "I understand, teacher. As long as we keep it within 500,000, we will make a profit if we can get it."
The old professor of archaeology nodded and said, "Well, that's for sure."
After hearing the advice from his teacher, a professional, the pretty boy quickly raised his sign and shouted out a price of four hundred thousand.
Tang Xiaohu saw this and asked Xu Boan, "Brother, that guy has made another offer, should we follow it or not?"
Xu Bo'an did not hesitate at all and said decisively: "Let's take it, no matter how much they offer. If the money is not enough, I will make up for it."
Hearing Xu Bo'an's words, Tang Xiaohu was puzzled and asked curiously, "Brother, is this thing so valuable?"
Xu Bo'an made a gesture to keep quiet and said softly, "Shh, the secret cannot be revealed. Now is not the time to talk about this. Take a picture first, and I will tell you later."
After hearing what Xu Boan said, Tang Xiaohu raised the sign without saying a word and raised the price to 450,000.
When the pretty boy saw Tang Xiaohu making trouble again, he immediately looked over angrily and glared at him fiercely. Tang Xiaohu was not to be outdone and raised his middle finger with a look of contempt on his face, making the pretty boy angry and shouting "uncultured construction site dog" all the time.
Then, he angrily raised the price to 550,000.
You have to know that the real value of this auction item was estimated by his teacher to be only more than 600,000 yuan. By bidding such a price, he has basically squeezed out the profit margin and eliminated the possibility of picking up a bargain.
The pretty boy's teacher, the professor of archaeology, said with regret, "You bid too high. Even if you buy it for 550,000, you still have to pay the auction house's handling fees and give 10% to charity. If you resell it next, there will be no profit margin."
The pretty boy suppressed his anger and said, "It's okay, teacher. I just wanted to let that guy see my strength. He raised my price, so I raised his price too."
The professor of archaeology said worriedly, "What if he doesn't fall for it?"
The pretty boy didn't care much about the money. He said gloomily, "If he doesn't fall for it, I'll just buy it myself. I won't lose anything anyway, so I'll just consider it as a donation of love."
The professor of archaeology nodded and kindly reminded him, "Okay, then don't raise the price next time, or you will be fooled by them again."
The pretty boy smiled and said, "I understand, teacher. With an expert like you here to remind me, I feel more confident. But those ignorant guys might think that I have no strength because I just bought something worth more than three million."
The professor of archaeology waved his hand and said, "You are a good kid. Whether it's academics, talent, family background or personality, everything is good, but you are too competitive.
At this moment, Tang Xiaohu raised the price tag with a smile, and after being asked by the host, he gave a price of 580,000.
Seeing that Tang Xiaohu really raised the price again, the pretty boy was very happy and said, "Teacher, look, that guy really caught up with me again. Hehe, he doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. He still wants to raise the price to cheat me. Dream on your big dream. I won't play with you anymore."
After saying that, the pretty boy looked at Tang Xiaohu with a smile and made a gesture of wiping his neck.
Facing the provocation of the pretty boy, Tang Xiaohu showed no weakness. He immediately raised his hand and pointed upwards, opened his mouth and gestured silently: "Add more, if you have the guts, keep adding more."
The pretty boy shook his head and simply stopped looking at Tang Xiaohu, but his peripheral vision was still closely following Tang Xiaohu's movements.
Sure enough, seeing that the pretty boy didn't raise the price again, Tang Xiaohu seemed a little flustered. He kept looking around the whole place, as if he wanted someone to continue raising the price and surpass him so that he could escape this disaster.
But unfortunately, after dozens of seconds, no one made any more bids.
After the host called out the price of 580,000 three times, this small black tripod officially became Tang Xiaohu's collection. Xu Bo'an smiled faintly and said, "Congratulations, you have won the bet with that pretty boy today. You don't need to look at the rest."
Tang Xiaohu and Lin Miaomiao became even more curious when they heard this, and immediately asked, "No, brother, just tell me, what on earth is this thing that you can give such a high evaluation of it."
Seeing that the item was already in his pocket, Xu Bo'an explained, "This item looks like a replica of the Ming Dynasty's Nine-Turn Universe Cauldron, but it's actually not."
"Ah! What on earth is this thing?" Tang Xiaohu asked in surprise.
Xu Bo'an smiled and said, "Have you heard of Zilong Ding?"
Tang Xiaohu frowned and shook his head, saying, "Zilong Ding? Zilong? Zhao Zilong of Changshan, Shicheng! Could this thing be a tripod from the Three Kingdoms period?"
Xu Boan shook his head and said, "What are they? They are not the same thing. This Zilong Ding is a bronze round tripod from the end of the Shang Dynasty. It is called Zilong Ding because there are two characters "Zilong" on its inner wall near the edge. This thing is the largest bronze round tripod we have found from the Shang Dynasty."
Lin Miaomiao was also confused when she heard what Xu Boan said, and immediately asked: "Brother Xu, you said the largest tripod? Were the original tripods at that time very small? I see this small black tripod is less than the size of two palms."
Xu Boan smiled and said, "I'm not saying that this little thing is the Zilong Ding. I mean, this tripod should be from the same period as the Zilong Ding."
Tang Xiaohu had been frowning, as if thinking about something. He finally remembered something and shook his head. He said belatedly, "You're not right, brother. I remember when I was in school, my history teacher talked about a Simuwu Ding. It seems to have been renamed Houmuwu Ding. I remember the book said that it was the largest tripod unearthed from the Shang Dynasty. I remember it was more than one meter high."
Lin Miaomiao also nodded and continued, "Yes, I seem to remember it too. I should have learned it in junior high school, but we already called it the Houmuwu Ding at that time. If I remember correctly, it was known as our Zhen national treasure.
Xu Bo'an explained, "You two are right, but the Houmuwu Ding is a square Ding, and the Zilong Ding I mentioned is the largest round Ding unearthed. One is square, and the other is round, so their shapes are very different."
Tang Xiaohu suddenly realized and said, "I see. If this thing is really a bronze tripod from the Shang Dynasty, it must be very valuable."
Xu Bo'an nodded with a smile.
At this moment, when the next auction item was presented to the stage by the staff, Xu Boan and the others stopped discussing it.
Until the end of the auction, apart from Tang Xiaohu bidding against the pretty boy every time, no one else bought anything.
On the other hand, the pretty boy bid frequently with great momentum, buying three items in one breath. Together with the seal he had bought before, he bought a total of four items, becoming the person who gained the most in this auction.
Soon, everyone left.
The pretty boy came over and said to Tang Xiaohu, "Haha, contractor brother, oh no, engineer brother, you may have made some money from the tripod you photographed, but if you take into account the handling fee and the money you donated, you will probably lose tens of thousands. I don't know what you are thinking."
Tang Xiaohu snorted coldly and retorted: "Humph, I spend money just for fun. Anyway, it's not your money, so you don't have to worry about it."
The pretty boy said in a "I mean well" tone, "Hey, brother, why are you still angry? I was just reminding you with good intentions, you really don't know what's good for you. Miaomiao, even if you have money, you can't spend it like this. Is this how much money you can make working on a construction site now?"
Lin Miaomiao said calmly: "Thank you for your reminder, but I paid this money for my husband. As long as he is happy, you don't need to worry about it."
What a murderous move! When the pretty boy heard Lin Miaomiao’s words, his face immediately turned red, and it was obvious that he was suffering from a rush of blood.
Who in the family would understand? The goddess they like is so anxious to spend money on a contractor and the contractor says that as long as he is happy, this feeling of frustration is hard to accept for a returnee who claims to be an elite.
The old professor patted the pretty boy's shoulder kindly and said, "It's okay, be happy. We have gained a lot this time, so it doesn't matter if we lose one or two things."
The old professor thought that the pretty boy was disgusted with Tang Xiaohu and his friends for stealing his seal. He had no idea about the jealousy between the man and the woman.
The pretty boy suppressed his anger and tried to be polite to the old professor, saying, "Teacher, I still have some things to follow up on. I'll ask the driver to take you home first. Thank you so much for what you did today."
The old professor waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. I should thank you for letting me make use of my remaining energy. Well, you go ahead and we'll meet."
After the old professor left, the pretty boy said gloomily, "You still remember the bet we made just now.
Tang Xiaohu nodded and said, "Of course, I've already said it. A real man's words are as good as his words. I will remember it."
The pretty boy said proudly, "Well, I won four auction items today, and the expected profit is more than three million. You just got one item wrong, so I'm afraid you'll still lose hundreds of thousands. It's obvious that you lost in this matter. What do you say?"
Tang Xiaohu said disapprovingly: "Who said I lost? You are just talking nonsense."
The pretty boy said angrily: "Isn't it obvious? I made three million and you lost money. What? Do you want to default on your debt?
Tang Xiaohu said indignantly: "No, who told you that I lost money? You said you made money while I lost money, that's right, you made money while I lost money, and I said I made money while you lost money.'
The pretty boy gritted his teeth and said, "What do you mean? Are you playing dirty? The things we photograph must be valued by experts before they count. If you have any crooked ideas, such as finding someone to buy your little broken tripod for 5 million and then pretending to make a profit of 4 million to beat me, that's not allowed."
Tang Xiaohu said disdainfully: "Who is playing dirty with you? You are stupid and think others are the same as you. I am too lazy to play tricks with you. To tell you the truth, my treasure tripod is not a small broken tripod. I am not willing to exchange my one thing with your four things combined."
Tang Xiaohu's words were so powerful that they attracted many people who had not yet left. Soon, the two of them were surrounded by people watching the fun. (End of this chapter)
Then, Xu Boan, who knew the answer, was shocked!
This thing is designed like this. The ancients were also very good at playing tricks!
Hahaha, that’s amazing, its high value…so that’s why!
After knowing the true origin of this small tripod, Xu Bo'an was shocked, but his face remained calm without any fluctuations, so as to avoid being noticed.
Although not everyone would notice his abnormality, the host and auctioneer Zhao Yuntao on the stage was an old acquaintance of Xu Bo'an.
If he discovered Xu Boan's abnormality and showed some favoritism or interest in his interactions, it would be bad if he was accused of shady dealings after the deal was completed.
At this moment, the host on the stage began to briefly introduce the origin of this small tripod, which was roughly the same as the information in the information booklet.
It is said that this is an incense burner in a Taoist temple during the Ming Dynasty, and it has a history of four or five hundred years.
The starting price of this tripod is 300,000, and each bid increase must not be less than 30,000.
Soon, someone started bidding.
First of all, the price of this thing is not high. No matter whether I can make money or not, I will just consider it as a charity.
Secondly, this thing is an antique ornament after all. No matter how much it is worth, as long as it is authentic, even if it is difficult to sell in the future, at least you can use it as an ornament after buying it. It won't be like some unknown spare parts that have no formal use and will just gather dust. Otherwise, people will ask about it every time they see it. How frustrating it would be.
The pretty boy had just won an item worth more than three million yuan, and was in high spirits. Seeing another item coming up, he couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, can I bid on this?"
The professor of archaeology next to the pretty boy was also studying the data of this small tripod. After hearing the pretty boy's question, he looked at it for a moment and then reminded him softly: "In my opinion, the shape of this tripod should be the Nine-Turn Universe Tripod from the Ming Dynasty.
However, due to its beautiful shape, this tripod has been imitated for hundreds of years. Up to now, the original has long disappeared, but countless imitations have been handed down, including some fine imitations from the late Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty.
However, there are too many imitations on the market now, and it is difficult to determine whether they are real or fake. Even the most valuable imitations from the late Ming and early Qing dynasties are only priced at around 600,000 or 700,000 yuan. This tripod should belong to this category."
The pretty boy nodded and said confidently, "I understand, teacher. As long as we keep it within 500,000, we will make a profit if we can get it."
The old professor of archaeology nodded and said, "Well, that's for sure."
After hearing the advice from his teacher, a professional, the pretty boy quickly raised his sign and shouted out a price of four hundred thousand.
Tang Xiaohu saw this and asked Xu Boan, "Brother, that guy has made another offer, should we follow it or not?"
Xu Bo'an did not hesitate at all and said decisively: "Let's take it, no matter how much they offer. If the money is not enough, I will make up for it."
Hearing Xu Bo'an's words, Tang Xiaohu was puzzled and asked curiously, "Brother, is this thing so valuable?"
Xu Bo'an made a gesture to keep quiet and said softly, "Shh, the secret cannot be revealed. Now is not the time to talk about this. Take a picture first, and I will tell you later."
After hearing what Xu Boan said, Tang Xiaohu raised the sign without saying a word and raised the price to 450,000.
When the pretty boy saw Tang Xiaohu making trouble again, he immediately looked over angrily and glared at him fiercely. Tang Xiaohu was not to be outdone and raised his middle finger with a look of contempt on his face, making the pretty boy angry and shouting "uncultured construction site dog" all the time.
Then, he angrily raised the price to 550,000.
You have to know that the real value of this auction item was estimated by his teacher to be only more than 600,000 yuan. By bidding such a price, he has basically squeezed out the profit margin and eliminated the possibility of picking up a bargain.
The pretty boy's teacher, the professor of archaeology, said with regret, "You bid too high. Even if you buy it for 550,000, you still have to pay the auction house's handling fees and give 10% to charity. If you resell it next, there will be no profit margin."
The pretty boy suppressed his anger and said, "It's okay, teacher. I just wanted to let that guy see my strength. He raised my price, so I raised his price too."
The professor of archaeology said worriedly, "What if he doesn't fall for it?"
The pretty boy didn't care much about the money. He said gloomily, "If he doesn't fall for it, I'll just buy it myself. I won't lose anything anyway, so I'll just consider it as a donation of love."
The professor of archaeology nodded and kindly reminded him, "Okay, then don't raise the price next time, or you will be fooled by them again."
The pretty boy smiled and said, "I understand, teacher. With an expert like you here to remind me, I feel more confident. But those ignorant guys might think that I have no strength because I just bought something worth more than three million."
The professor of archaeology waved his hand and said, "You are a good kid. Whether it's academics, talent, family background or personality, everything is good, but you are too competitive.
At this moment, Tang Xiaohu raised the price tag with a smile, and after being asked by the host, he gave a price of 580,000.
Seeing that Tang Xiaohu really raised the price again, the pretty boy was very happy and said, "Teacher, look, that guy really caught up with me again. Hehe, he doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. He still wants to raise the price to cheat me. Dream on your big dream. I won't play with you anymore."
After saying that, the pretty boy looked at Tang Xiaohu with a smile and made a gesture of wiping his neck.
Facing the provocation of the pretty boy, Tang Xiaohu showed no weakness. He immediately raised his hand and pointed upwards, opened his mouth and gestured silently: "Add more, if you have the guts, keep adding more."
The pretty boy shook his head and simply stopped looking at Tang Xiaohu, but his peripheral vision was still closely following Tang Xiaohu's movements.
Sure enough, seeing that the pretty boy didn't raise the price again, Tang Xiaohu seemed a little flustered. He kept looking around the whole place, as if he wanted someone to continue raising the price and surpass him so that he could escape this disaster.
But unfortunately, after dozens of seconds, no one made any more bids.
After the host called out the price of 580,000 three times, this small black tripod officially became Tang Xiaohu's collection. Xu Bo'an smiled faintly and said, "Congratulations, you have won the bet with that pretty boy today. You don't need to look at the rest."
Tang Xiaohu and Lin Miaomiao became even more curious when they heard this, and immediately asked, "No, brother, just tell me, what on earth is this thing that you can give such a high evaluation of it."
Seeing that the item was already in his pocket, Xu Bo'an explained, "This item looks like a replica of the Ming Dynasty's Nine-Turn Universe Cauldron, but it's actually not."
"Ah! What on earth is this thing?" Tang Xiaohu asked in surprise.
Xu Bo'an smiled and said, "Have you heard of Zilong Ding?"
Tang Xiaohu frowned and shook his head, saying, "Zilong Ding? Zilong? Zhao Zilong of Changshan, Shicheng! Could this thing be a tripod from the Three Kingdoms period?"
Xu Boan shook his head and said, "What are they? They are not the same thing. This Zilong Ding is a bronze round tripod from the end of the Shang Dynasty. It is called Zilong Ding because there are two characters "Zilong" on its inner wall near the edge. This thing is the largest bronze round tripod we have found from the Shang Dynasty."
Lin Miaomiao was also confused when she heard what Xu Boan said, and immediately asked: "Brother Xu, you said the largest tripod? Were the original tripods at that time very small? I see this small black tripod is less than the size of two palms."
Xu Boan smiled and said, "I'm not saying that this little thing is the Zilong Ding. I mean, this tripod should be from the same period as the Zilong Ding."
Tang Xiaohu had been frowning, as if thinking about something. He finally remembered something and shook his head. He said belatedly, "You're not right, brother. I remember when I was in school, my history teacher talked about a Simuwu Ding. It seems to have been renamed Houmuwu Ding. I remember the book said that it was the largest tripod unearthed from the Shang Dynasty. I remember it was more than one meter high."
Lin Miaomiao also nodded and continued, "Yes, I seem to remember it too. I should have learned it in junior high school, but we already called it the Houmuwu Ding at that time. If I remember correctly, it was known as our Zhen national treasure.
Xu Bo'an explained, "You two are right, but the Houmuwu Ding is a square Ding, and the Zilong Ding I mentioned is the largest round Ding unearthed. One is square, and the other is round, so their shapes are very different."
Tang Xiaohu suddenly realized and said, "I see. If this thing is really a bronze tripod from the Shang Dynasty, it must be very valuable."
Xu Bo'an nodded with a smile.
At this moment, when the next auction item was presented to the stage by the staff, Xu Boan and the others stopped discussing it.
Until the end of the auction, apart from Tang Xiaohu bidding against the pretty boy every time, no one else bought anything.
On the other hand, the pretty boy bid frequently with great momentum, buying three items in one breath. Together with the seal he had bought before, he bought a total of four items, becoming the person who gained the most in this auction.
Soon, everyone left.
The pretty boy came over and said to Tang Xiaohu, "Haha, contractor brother, oh no, engineer brother, you may have made some money from the tripod you photographed, but if you take into account the handling fee and the money you donated, you will probably lose tens of thousands. I don't know what you are thinking."
Tang Xiaohu snorted coldly and retorted: "Humph, I spend money just for fun. Anyway, it's not your money, so you don't have to worry about it."
The pretty boy said in a "I mean well" tone, "Hey, brother, why are you still angry? I was just reminding you with good intentions, you really don't know what's good for you. Miaomiao, even if you have money, you can't spend it like this. Is this how much money you can make working on a construction site now?"
Lin Miaomiao said calmly: "Thank you for your reminder, but I paid this money for my husband. As long as he is happy, you don't need to worry about it."
What a murderous move! When the pretty boy heard Lin Miaomiao’s words, his face immediately turned red, and it was obvious that he was suffering from a rush of blood.
Who in the family would understand? The goddess they like is so anxious to spend money on a contractor and the contractor says that as long as he is happy, this feeling of frustration is hard to accept for a returnee who claims to be an elite.
The old professor patted the pretty boy's shoulder kindly and said, "It's okay, be happy. We have gained a lot this time, so it doesn't matter if we lose one or two things."
The old professor thought that the pretty boy was disgusted with Tang Xiaohu and his friends for stealing his seal. He had no idea about the jealousy between the man and the woman.
The pretty boy suppressed his anger and tried to be polite to the old professor, saying, "Teacher, I still have some things to follow up on. I'll ask the driver to take you home first. Thank you so much for what you did today."
The old professor waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. I should thank you for letting me make use of my remaining energy. Well, you go ahead and we'll meet."
After the old professor left, the pretty boy said gloomily, "You still remember the bet we made just now.
Tang Xiaohu nodded and said, "Of course, I've already said it. A real man's words are as good as his words. I will remember it."
The pretty boy said proudly, "Well, I won four auction items today, and the expected profit is more than three million. You just got one item wrong, so I'm afraid you'll still lose hundreds of thousands. It's obvious that you lost in this matter. What do you say?"
Tang Xiaohu said disapprovingly: "Who said I lost? You are just talking nonsense."
The pretty boy said angrily: "Isn't it obvious? I made three million and you lost money. What? Do you want to default on your debt?
Tang Xiaohu said indignantly: "No, who told you that I lost money? You said you made money while I lost money, that's right, you made money while I lost money, and I said I made money while you lost money.'
The pretty boy gritted his teeth and said, "What do you mean? Are you playing dirty? The things we photograph must be valued by experts before they count. If you have any crooked ideas, such as finding someone to buy your little broken tripod for 5 million and then pretending to make a profit of 4 million to beat me, that's not allowed."
Tang Xiaohu said disdainfully: "Who is playing dirty with you? You are stupid and think others are the same as you. I am too lazy to play tricks with you. To tell you the truth, my treasure tripod is not a small broken tripod. I am not willing to exchange my one thing with your four things combined."
Tang Xiaohu's words were so powerful that they attracted many people who had not yet left. Soon, the two of them were surrounded by people watching the fun. (End of this chapter)
