Fang Feiyang was not interested in the first auction item. Although Meng Hua was interested, he did not dare to bid.

The bronze ware is a cultural relic protected by the state, and the thing in front of you smells fishy and earthy. It really looks like it was robbed from the tomb of a prince. However, no matter how authentic the thing is, it cannot be bleached. It is too hot to hold in your hands. If it is a fake, even if you try hard to get a piece of scrap metal, you will be so angry that you will vomit blood.

Old Man Meng had no research on bronzes, so just like Fang Feiyang, he sat in front of the hall and waited calmly for the next auction item.

"Forty thousand, okay, this boss bids 40,000...50,000, and the lady next to me bids 50,000..."

Those who had just stepped forward to inspect returned to their seats and started bidding. After a few calls, the auction price of this small bronze tripod rose to 70,000.

The reason why an antique dealer or collector likes to participate in black market auctions is because black market auctions have an advantage that regular auctions cannot match, that is, its starting price is low.

Just look at the first collection and you will know that under normal circumstances, if a bronze tripod of this size and appearance has a legal identity, its starting price at a regular auction will be at least 200,000 yuan, and It's only 30,000 yuan here, and after several underground fights, the price has only been raised to 70,000 yuan.

It is precisely because of the temptation of such low prices and fake and difficult-to-distinguish lots that many people are willing to take risks and participate in the bidding.

Fang Feiyang obviously underestimated this person's enthusiasm for Warring States bronzes. You and I fought for the first thing, and the price kept rising. There were always two people at the bottom who were unwilling to let go.

Fang Feiyang was bored and gently turned the thunder stone bead chain on his wrist, focusing his eyes on the three-legged tripod on the display stand again.

The ability to sense out of thin air unfolded silently.

Oh, no wonder the bids came one after another, and no one was willing to give up. It turned out that this flying fish pattern tripod was a genuine Warring States treasure. From the sensory image in his mind, Fang Feiyang knew that this was a water vessel, and its function was used by the ancients. The two people who continue to increase the price of vessels for holding water or wine must be experts in bronze ware. Everyone wants to get it. Even if they get it, they can sell it to others and make a small profit. One stroke.

It’s right to think about it from another angle. Although it is a black market auction, and there are real and fake items on the stage, no matter what, the first auction item arranged by the organizers must be able to be on the stage. It is too easy to make a fake. It's a classy thing, and it's losing its prestige.

The battle for the three-legged tripod with the flying fish pattern lasted for nearly ten minutes, and was finally won by the middle-aged woman in her forties for 150,000 yuan.

Fang Feiyang turned his head and glanced at this "aunt". Her face was red and her neck was raised high, like a rooster returning from victory.

Fang Feiyang smiled calmly and waited for the next auction.

The second auction item was quickly carried out, and the "staff" quickly took out a package from the box. The inner and outer layers were tightly packed, and they were all made of cushioning foam. Fang Feiyang estimated that There is a piece of porcelain inside, otherwise it would not have been packed so tightly and carefully.

Sure enough, a light cyan porcelain jade spring pot looks beautiful in glaze color, elegant and subtle, and quite palace style. The appearance of this jade spring pot immediately aroused the interest of many people.

Those who can afford to play with bronze are destined to be in the minority, but there are many people in the industry who can play with porcelain.

"Dear bosses, this is a fine jade spring pot from the Longquan kiln of the Song Dynasty that we finally obtained through special channels. The old rule is that you can come forward for inspection. The starting price is 50,000 yuan,"

The host did not introduce it this time, but went straight to the point and announced the lowest bidding price.

Judging from Meng Hua's appearance, he must have some experience with porcelain. He wore a black borscht hat, bent over and walked twice in front of the display stand, and then returned to his seat thoughtfully.

"I will pay fifty-five thousand..."

Soon, the first bid was shouted from the corner of the living room.

"I'll pay 60,000..."

A second voice came on contact.

Meng Hua pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and shouted out the third offer, "I'll offer 70,000..."

Fang Feiyang was bored and could only think about his dragon and phoenix playing with pearls and jade bracelet. This thing was for the finale, and he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Suddenly he was startled by Meng Hua next to him. He saw Old Meng Hua next to him, his eyes shining brightly, his pupils dilated, and he was gearing up. He seemed to want to make a profit on this piece of Song porcelain. Just now he bid 70,000 yuan, and the next second His bid was overwritten, and Meng Hua continued to bid without thinking.

Fang Feiyang shook his head secretly when he saw this situation. The Longquan kiln celadon in the center of the living room was decorated with carved patterns. On the well-proportioned pot body, peony flowers with entwining branches and stems were carved, and the fine lines drawn by strips were used to express the veins of the flowers and leaves. The shape is simple, the patina is thick, and it looks very much like an old product.

But Fang Feiyang knew that those who participated in the bidding, including Old Man Meng, had lost their sight.

Because with Boss Fang's sensing ability, he already knew from the video clips that flashed in his mind that the Song Dynasty Yuchun pot on the display stand had been carefully modified by skilled craftsmen and turned into a "half-real and half-fake" porcelain pot.

Why do you say it is half true and half false?

This is because after this palace jade pot, which looks elegant and luxurious, was fired by a counterfeiter, a piece of the lower half of the bottom was cut off, and then a piece of bottom inscription from the incomplete original from the palace site was embedded and stitched together.

This kind of technical work of "taking over the old base" greatly increases the credibility of porcelain. Generally, porcelain lovers or antique experts are used to focusing on checking the base of porcelain, including glaze color, texture, air bubbles, signature fonts, etc. Authentication of authenticity.

The counterfeiters use the trick of "taking over from the old man" and substituting others. The imitation is clever and very deceptive. No wonder even a veteran like Meng Hua, who has lived for decades, is deceived.

At this moment, the price of the Song Dynasty Longquan kiln jade spring pot on the stage has reached 220,000. Fang Feiyang saw that Meng Hua was still unwilling to give up, so he wanted to kindly remind him that he could sneak into this place after all. Meng Hua also helped a lot in the black market auction, even if he wanted to pay him a favor, lest he discover the false scheme in the future and beat his chest at home.

Thinking of this, Fang Feiyang gently poked Lao Meng with his elbow and said, "Forget it, don't continue chasing. I think this thing is a bit hanging. Look, there seems to be a color difference between the base and the body of the pot."

In fact, the big boss could not see clearly whether there was any color difference from three meters away. This was just a casual reason for him to persuade Meng Hua to stop.

Meng Hua was swinging his arms and fighting with another antique collector. Judging from their expressions, they were acquaintances. When Meng Hua was disturbed by Fang Feiyang, he couldn't help but feel uneasy and suddenly became hesitant.

Meng Hua's eyes widened, and he took another look at the Yuchun pot on the stage. He seemed to want to go forward and take a closer look, "Is there any? I just checked it... Xiaofang, don't You're trying to fool me, old man, you can really see the color difference,"

"Yeah, I think it's very problematic...and think about it, how many Song Dynasty porcelains are still in existence, and they can still be preserved so well,"

Just when Meng Hua was hesitating, the auction host in the middle had already solemnly dropped the hammer. Even if Meng Hua wanted to chase the price, he had no chance. The second auction item was sold to an old man with thin hair for 250,000. The price was won.

"Bad luck has made this old boy proud again. Forget it, since I didn't get it, it doesn't matter whether it's a treasure or a fake."

Meng Hua is worthy of being a veteran in the antiques industry for decades, and this mentality of making a decision is worth learning from Fang Feiyang.
Chapter completed!