The antique auction is held on the second floor of the teahouse.
Although it is said to be an auction, this place is actually more like an antique appreciation party. Dozens of antique objects have been placed in the venue for people to appreciate and appreciate.
At this time, there were already dozens of people sitting or standing on the second floor, staying together in twos and threes, sipping cups of tea while surrounding dozens of various antiques and curios.
After Han Jiulin entered the banquet hall, those people turned their heads and looked over. However, Han Jiulin was wearing a mask at this time, so people did not recognize him.
Xiao Yuyan rarely appeared in the capital, and no one knew her.
The two unfamiliar young men did not appear to be important characters at first glance. Except for some people who were salivating over Xiao Yuyan's beauty, they all just glanced at her briefly and turned away.
Han Jiulin and Xiao Yuyan were also happy and relaxed, and no one disturbed them.
The two of them came to the antiques on display and started looking at them.
These antiques include porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, and many other things, such as hairpins, neti pots and other small objects.
Xiao Yuyan asked while looking at it: "How did you conclude that the snake and rat jar was a fake when you were in Gu Yuzhai?"
Because of the unexpected twists and turns of Mo Yancong's relationship, the two of them lost interest in exchanging opinions when they were studying the snake and rat jar.
At this time, Xiao Yuyan was very curious as to how Han Jiulin had concluded that the snake and rat jar was a fake.
Han Jiulin said quietly: "The quality of the snake and rat jar is obviously old and has flaws in its workmanship. Do you still remember that the seal on the bottom of the snake and rat jar has traces of polishing in the later period?"
Xiao Yuyan thought for a moment, nodded in realization, and said with a smile: "I thought it was normal wear and tear, but from what you said, there are indeed traces of polishing."
At this moment, Han Jiulin suddenly pointed to a snuff bottle in front of the two of them and said: "This snuff bottle looks like a real antique at first glance, but it is less than 150 years ago and should be an object from the late Qing Dynasty."
Xiao Yuyan looked over and nodded.
The two of them walked and looked at it. When they passed by a purple gold gourd, Han Jiulin stopped slightly, looked at the gourd a few more times, and raised his eyebrows.
However, he didn't say much. He just looked at it for a moment and then walked inside again.
After identifying the antiques here one by one, the two finally came to the last item among the antiques on display.
This antique seems to be very unusual. It is the grand finale of this antique auction. There are people around it, pointing at this thing.
This is a porcelain vase the size of a spittoon, with exquisite workmanship and rich traces of history. It seems to be a glaze-colored ceramic vase from the official kiln of the Tang Dynasty.
A middle-aged man with a big belly couldn't help but smile when he saw everyone was so interested in this ceramic bottle and said loudly:
"Everyone, this porcelain vase has been seen by many experts, and it is undoubtedly genuine.
As we all know, the porcelain of the Tang Dynasty was dominated by Tang Sancai. This official kiln glaze-colored porcelain vase is the representative work of Tang Sancai. The most rare thing is that it is well preserved, without any flaws, and the pattern and color are translucent. It is a rare and unique work.
What a treasure."
Many people who came to participate in the auction were veteran players who had been in this industry for many years, and several of them could be called experts.
Everyone nodded after hearing this, thinking that this porcelain vase indeed conformed to the Tang Dynasty craftsmanship, and there were no traces of forgery. It was indeed genuine.
A middle-aged man named Zhu said with a fond expression: "Objects of this quality are hard to come by.
I wonder if you are willing to give up your love?
I am willing to pay eight million."
The auction prices of the antiques displayed here are posted under the display cabinets, so you can tell them at a glance.
If no one bids, you only need to quote the lowest auction price and the transaction will be completed.
The starting price of this Tang Sancai porcelain vase is exactly 8 million.
Someone nodded and said, "The price of eight million is quite appropriate. It's not too high, nor is it too low."
Someone followed: "Since Mr. Zhu likes it, I'll give it to you."
The middle-aged man surnamed Zhu smiled softly when he heard this and bowed his hand to the man.
However, there were a few people present who were eager to give it a try, and they bid a few times, each asking for 50,000 yuan each time. In a short time, the price reached 8.4 million yuan.
Xiao Yuyan also felt fond of this porcelain vase.
She quietly tugged on Han Jiulin's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "What do you think of this porcelain vase? How much is it worth?"
Han Jiulin pondered for a moment and said: "This high-quality Tang Sancai porcelain vase is relatively rare and has great collection value. In my opinion, as long as it does not exceed 10 million, you can buy it."
Han Jiulin himself doesn't actually know much about the antique market. He has just lived in the capital since he was a child. As a descendant of the Han family, he has eaten and seen it, and he has a certain understanding of it.
Xiao Yuyan nodded when she heard this and immediately said: "Then I will pay 8.5 million."
Hearing this, everyone looked at Xiao Yuyan together. At first, they didn't take these two young people seriously, but now, since Xiao Yuyan dared to bid, they had to take a high look.
After all, this is no small sum of money.
At this time, the man named Zhu also frowned slightly and said no more.
At this moment, Mo Yancong and Chang Qing strode over. Before they arrived, Mo Yancong had already spoken loudly: "I have taken a fancy to this Tang Sancai porcelain vase. I will pay nine million!"
Everyone looked at Mo Yancong, and some of them immediately showed flattering smiles and greeted each other with smiles on their faces.
The man surnamed Zhu also immediately came to Mo Yancong's side with a shy smile, nodded and bowed with a smile:
"Since it is something that Master Mo likes, we naturally don't dare to covet it. We should give it up to Master Mo."
"Yes, yes, since it is something that Mr. Mo likes, I won't bid anymore. This porcelain vase should belong to Mr. Mo."
As a child of a second-class family, Mo Yancong was forced to give Mo Yancong some face by all the dignitaries.
At this time, as soon as he made a quotation, a group of people voluntarily withdrew from the bidding. The flattery in their words made Mo Yancong extremely satisfied.
Mo Yancong looked at Xiao Yuyan and said with a smile: "Beauty, if you like it, I can buy this porcelain vase for nine million and give it to you directly, but the premise is that you must first leave that boy's side and be with me.
How about being together?
You have to know that a pauper like him with no money or power can't give you any happiness at all."
Since just now, when Han Jiulin and Xiao Yuyan entered the teahouse, Xiao Yuyan took out her account for capital verification, then in Mo Yancong's view, Han Jiulin must be a pauper.