In less than a few minutes, nearly thirty people came up. These people had all seen it firsthand. Most of them thought they were from the previous generation, but some people also had doubts in their hearts.

After everyone finished reading, the things returned to Qiu Zhijie's hands. Qiu Zhijie said loudly: "Bosses, hurry up and start, there are still many people who need to be appraised later."

At this time, more than ten people said they wanted to buy. Qiu Zhijie saw the reaction was so strong and there were so many people wanting to buy. He immediately smiled and said with a loud voice and an excited expression: "Don't worry, everyone, follow the rules, who will pay the price?"

I’ll buy it for whoever is the best.”

"Start bidding now, starting at 300,000 yuan, and each bid increase shall not be less than 5,000 yuan."

"I'll pay 310,000."

"I'll pay 330,000."

"I'll pay 360,000."

The scene was very heated, and the people below the stage were also very excited. They kept shouting and some people even screamed.

The price of this token has soared, reaching the 500,000 yuan mark. Some people no longer have enough money, and there are even some people with good connections who have agreed to form a partnership to bid.

When the price rose to 600,000, it stopped. No one raised the price, and it was finally bought by a middle-aged woman and an old man in partnership.

The sales contract was signed on the spot, and Zhang Youlai and his companion followed the two of them to the bank to withdraw money.

These two people have been deceived, and Chen Yong has no ability to stop it. There are so many injustices in the world, how can he deal with it? It is normal for the antique industry to take pills and get blinded. If you have not been deceived, how can you make progress? In general

It is said that desire and greed are acting strangely.

The lively scene returned to calm, and the treasure appraisal continued. Qiu Zhijie was very happy, smiling as if the items sold belonged to him.

An old woman about sixty years old held a pen holder in her hand and put it down in front of Qiu Zhijie.

Qiu Zhijie picked up the pen holder and looked at it. This pen holder was made of porcelain. Judging from the shape of the vessel, the color of the blue and white, the painting method, the oxidation of the surface, and the performance of the glaze, this pen holder should be from the late Qing Dynasty or from a folk kiln.

, it’s not worth much, maybe a few hundred yuan.

When the old lady heard that it was only worth a few hundred yuan, she looked disappointed, sighed, and slowly walked away, hunched over.

At this time, the expert who appraised jewelry and jade nearby had a dispute with the Tibetan friend. I heard a middle-aged man pointing at an expert in his fifties and yelling: "What the hell are you an expert who eats poop? I'm here."

The jade plaque is obviously ice-type yellow jade, but he says mine is waxy-type yellow jade and wants me to sell it to him at a low price."

"I bought this jadeite plaque at the Pingzhou Jade Market two months ago. I bought it for 20,000 yuan at that time. I took my family to the park here today and found out that there was a treasure appraisal conference here. I spent it on a whim.

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"There was something really wrong with this test. The ice species called it glutinous species and asked me to sell it to him for 500 yuan."

At this time, several uniformed security guards appeared next to the middle-aged man. One of the security guards said softly: "Mr., please don't get excited. If you have something to talk about, you can talk to us first. What's the matter?"

You can ask questions without disturbing others."

The middle-aged man was pushed forward by four or five strong security men and quickly disappeared into the crowd. Chen Yong was now glad that he didn't meddle in other people's business, otherwise he would be taken away. Although he said he was not afraid, there was no need to

Looking for trouble.

The jewelery and jade appraisal expert held a microphone and shouted loudly: "Tibetan friends, that person just came to make trouble, and now he has been kicked out by the security guards. Don't worry, we will conduct a fair and impartial appraisal. It will be noon soon."

, in order to thank everyone for their support, we decided not to take a break today, but to carry out appraisals for everyone as soon as possible. Thank you all, and now we will continue to appraise the treasures."

After hearing what the expert said, everyone had forgotten what happened just now. They lined up to have it appraised, hoping that what they were holding was a treasure and could be sold for a hundred thousand, eighty thousand, or even hundreds of thousands.

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In front of Qiu Zhijie, a young man in his twenties sat in front of him. He placed an oblong object on the table. Judging from the difficulty the young man was lifting, it seemed that this object was not light.

This thing was placed on the countertop. Qiu Zhijie looked left and right and looked up and down, but he couldn't tell what it was. You said it was iron but it didn't look like it. There were sand, gravel, lime, mud and other objects mixed and stuck together on it.

Qiu Zhijie broke it off with his hands, but nothing was broken off. The clay was so hard that his hands bled.

Qiu Zhijie shook his head and asked doubtfully: "Young man, what is this? Where did it come from?"

The young man said: "There is a construction site ahead. I am an excavator. I dug out this thing a few days ago. At that time, I thought it was a stone, but it didn't look like a stone. I hugged it and it seemed that there was no stone.

It's heavy, I thought it couldn't be some kind of treasure! I washed it and took it back to see what was inside, but no matter what method I used, I couldn't open it."

"Yesterday I heard that there was a treasure appraisal conference here. I brought it over as soon as I got off work at noon. I wanted the experts to see what it was."

The young man looked at Qiu Zhijie a little embarrassed. Qiu Zhijie also had a headache and didn't know what this thing was! He wanted to send the young man away, so he said: "Young man, I really can't see this thing. I guess I should

It’s a relatively solid clod of soil.”

The young man stood up reluctantly holding the piece and said, "I thought I had found a treasure, so I couldn't sleep well for several days and wasted ten yuan! Alas."

Everyone laughed when they heard this.

But Chen Yong stopped in front of the young man and asked politely: "Brother, do you want to sell this thing?"

The young man looked at Chen Yong and said softly: "You want this thing? I don't know what it is? How can I sell it to you? Aren't you wasting your money in vain?"

Chen Yong said: "I thought this thing was so strong and shaped like a cup. I bought it and put it in the pool for viewing."

The young man thought for a while and said, "Then give me 50 yuan! I'm too lazy to move back. It's quite heavy."

Chen Yong gave 50 yuan to the young man, and when he was about to go back with his things in his arms, he saw a middle-aged man walking by with a box in his arms. This man felt a bit familiar, and Chen Yong couldn't help but stop and follow

Behind the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man held the box and lined up in a very orderly manner. After an hour, it was finally the middle-aged man's turn. He put the box on the table and said to Qiu Zhijie: "Teacher Qiu, help me take a look at this!"

The middle-aged man took out a bronze vessel from the box and placed it on the counter.

Chen Yong felt familiar when he heard the voice, saw the bronze, and saw the middle-aged man dressed as a migrant worker. Chen Yong suddenly thought of the group of people on the train, and immediately understood what was going on. This group of people should be a
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