Zhang Xiuxian understood what Feng Yu meant. At this time, the lights in the venue turned on, and the female auctioneer said: "Thank you all for coming. Today, all the items in Chiayi Auction House have been auctioned. Let us congratulate Mr. Cao.
"
Applause rang out again. Feng Yu really couldn't understand. None of the things belong to you. Why are these people following this blindly? Are they willing?
"Later, the auction items will be available for half an hour in the background for everyone to appreciate again. Well, today's auction is over. Please excuse me. We will see you next time."
After the female auctioneer finished speaking, she left gracefully. Feng Yu had never seen such a woman before. Even her back view when she walked down was particularly charming. Feng Yu kept staring at the person until she disappeared completely. The place was noisy again.
stand up.
Pan Cao disappeared soon after he left the stage. There was a lively atmosphere in front of the stage. Most people were discussing what Pan Cao had just said. Feng Yu was not worried at all that the secret of Long Yu Tu would be leaked, because,
There is absolutely nothing worth revealing, and even Feng’s family didn’t understand what was going on.
Zhang Xiuxian said to Feng Yu: "What? Let's go? Let's go take a good look at those things first?"
Chiayi Auction House has an unwritten rule. In order to prevent malicious competition, all auctioneers present at the auction house will have the opportunity to display the items for half an hour after the auction ends. One is to prove that the auction house has a good relationship with the auction house.
There is no fraud, malicious promotion or marketing tactics in the relationship between the sellers. Secondly, for the peaceful development of the antique industry, good things cannot be hidden by just one person. It is the truth to bring them out for everyone to see.
Bai Ran was not polite. He stood up and walked out first. He turned around and said to the two of them, "Let's go. What are you waiting for? If there are more people, I'm afraid I won't be able to squeeze through."
"Hi, Master Bai is a cheerful person, I like that."
The three of them walked all the way to the backstage. Three items were neatly placed at the back. There were four female staff members guarding each item. The twelve women looked well-trained and all had the same figure and appearance. Feng Yu
It’s also strange. Is it possible that there are no men in Chiayi Auction House?
What Feng Yu is most interested in are the two dragon language pictures. He is no stranger to these things. The two pictures in his father's hand are basically similar to them. Feng Yu also saw them in "Yishangong's Notes"
The dragon language pictures painted by Feng Nagato are basically the same in content.
You must know that Feng Changmen did not have these pictures in his hands at that time. Most of the diagrams Feng Changmen drew in his notes came from the eighth-order magic square deduction. It has to be said that the content obtained by the two is almost the same.
, however, the Dragon Language Picture was published by the old Coffin Mountain people. What the predecessors contained in it remains to be verified.
Except for Feng Yu and the other three, most of the people around were still discussing the issue just now, but they were all laymen watching the fun, and not many people knew the real secrets inside.
At this time, a very unexpected figure walked up. Pan Cao came from somewhere behind, and the person he came straight towards was Feng Yu.
Zhang Xiuxian and Bai Ran were both surprised. Pan Cao came over and said, "Guanshan Taibao, are you the little Feng Ye?"
Feng Yu was even more surprised, thinking that in his mind, he didn't seem to recognize Pan Caocai. If he remembered correctly, this should be the first time they met.
"Don't dare, don't dare, Mr. Cao, do you know me?"
Pan Cao smiled and said, "Famous Guanshan Taibao, how could I not know that you are so stupid for thinking that I, Cao, am so stupid? The full name of the Dragon Language Picture is Guanshan Dragon Language Picture, which was left by your ancestors of the Feng family. I said so.
Right or wrong?”
Feng Yu began to be very interested in Pan Cao. The depth of this person is definitely not that simple. "Mr. Cao is well-informed. You are right."
After hearing this, the dozen or so female staff nearby focused their gazes on Feng Yu, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Pan Cao said: "You guys come here with me. I have something to tell you."
Feng Yu suddenly felt that this Pan Cao must know something. Since he was invited by a person like him, he would never talk useless nonsense.
Following Pan Cao, they arrived at the back of the Chiayi Auction House. This place has a separate lounge specially prepared for distinguished guests. The structure inside is also extremely luxurious. At the Chiayi Auction House, anything that can be solved with money is nothing.
thing.
Behind the opposite door is an antique wood-carved entrance hall. Inside is a hall of about forty or fifty square meters. The red carpet floor, old-fashioned tables, chairs, coffee tables, and ornaments and pendants all create an atmosphere. These things will not
There are two large standing blue vases that should be worth a lot of money. Even the calligraphy treasures placed on the shelves next to them are also rare treasures. In addition, there is a long painting "Pictures of Fish, Birds and Beasts" hanging on the wall.
》, this place just takes out a few items to sell, I guess they can be distributed.
After a few people were seated, a female staff member came up and served a pot of good tea, then closed the door and left.
Pan Cao unhurriedly washed the tea in the pot to one side first. He was an elder, so naturally he would not pour tea for several juniors. After finishing it, he placed the teapot in the middle.
Zhang Xiuxian gave Feng Yu some pointers and said, "Have you seen that pot? It's painted with flowing clouds and gold. At first glance, it seems like it's a royal item. Maybe it's something Emperor Xuantong used to make tea back then."
Pan Cao said: "If I can call you here, there must be something important to talk about. That person is from the Bai family. He can stay. As for this one, Mr. Feng is up to you." Pan Cao was referring to.
Zhang Xiuxian.
"Hey, please don't mention me. Why are you not interested in me listening on the side? I have a place in Beijing, big and small. Mr. Cao, you can't look down on others."
"It's not that I look down on people, it's just that the matter involves some internal issues within the family. Whether you can listen to it or not depends on Master Feng's wishes." Pan Cao explained politely.
"Hey, since it depends on Mr. Feng's wishes, then this matter is simple. I am well-connected with the Feng family, right? Mr. Feng?"
Feng Yu didn't say anything and motioned for Pan Cao to continue.
Pan Cao continued, "Do you remember what I just said on the stage? I learned about the dragon language picture during a tomb robbing activity in my early years. What I want to tell you about is that tomb robbing activity. To be precise,
, it should be an unprecedented act of tomb robbing.”
No one interrupted Pan Cao's words. Feng Yu and the other three sat and listened, while Bai Ran sat at the back with a hint of nervousness in his expression.
Pan Cao’s original name was Cao Pan Cao. He used to be poor and uneducated, so his names were randomly chosen. Later, he followed a master and learned a craft to barely make ends meet. He learned how to make old utensils. To put it bluntly,
Counterfeiting, making a batch of bottles and jars that just came out last month into the Song Dynasty or Han Dynasty, although it is not dignified, but the profit is huge.
Pan Cao started working in the industry when he was a teenager. If he wants to make old statues, he must first understand the characteristics of the utensils of each era. After more than ten or twenty years, he has rich experience and expertise.
Basically, the old items made by him always fetch a good price, which is why Pan Cao got his name.
