In the antique shop, the middle-aged man sat by the fan with a flat head and put down the white porcelain plate: "Young man, you are willing to sell it, I will keep it for ten yuan. If I don't want to, take it away."

"Please trouble you."

Lu Dong picked up the white porcelain plate and put it in his bag.

Half of the morning passed like this.

After leaving Shiban Street, Lu Dong wondered whether to go back, but looked up and found that the banner in front of the antique building had been hung back.

"Experts from the Imperial City Museum are here to identify antique calligraphy and paintings for free, and confirm the heirlooms for you!"

Lu Dong stopped unconsciously.

Free identification?

A vague memory emerged. It seemed that one year the Business Daily had read it. The state TV station organized experts to come to Quannan to conduct a free appraisal event. It was said that the scene was crowded with people.

It's definitely not now, but Lu Dong doesn't remember more.

This industry is too far away from him.

He used to be neither interested nor caring, and he worked hard all day long for his livelihood, so whoever had nothing to do looked at these things?

I never thought that I would be an omniscient and omnipotent information encyclopedia, who would know that I would return to the 98th.

Half a morning passed, and there was no one at the door now.

Lu Dong thought for a moment and walked towards the second-story antique building.

Free identification, it's fine to check it out.

Although free ones are often the most expensive, he doesn’t have ten dollars on his body. If the situation is wrong, just leave.

As soon as we entered the door, two people happened to come towards us.

The woman among them saw the black bag in Lu Dong's hand and immediately said hello: "Hello, comrade."

The sound is as crisp as an oriole.

She is not very beautiful, but her half-heeled heels, one-step skirt and a slim white shirt set off her delicate figure, which easily makes people feel good.

There was also a man of twenty-four or twenty-five next to him, wearing glasses, shirt, trousers, leather shoes, and more upright than Yang Liewen's board.

These two people dressed like white-collar workers in foreign companies this era.

The decent man smiled very brightly: "Comrade, are you here to identify antique calligraphy and paintings?"

Lu Dong maintained his previous personality and nodded shyly: "Yes."

"Please inside." The decent man was very enthusiastic.

He quickly looked at Lu Dong, his cheap clothes, dark face, and a small age. He was honest and honest and rustic, and made a judgment in his heart.

After passing through the hall, Lu Dong's eyes lit up. When he opened the red wooden door, a line of golden characters were extremely eye-catching - Taidong Zhengda Art Auction Co., Ltd.!

"Please come in." The decent man invited.

As soon as I entered the door, a beautiful little girl at the front desk greeted her with a smile: "Welcome to Zhengda Auction."

The young woman made a gesture of invitation: "Here."

Turning over the front desk, my eyes suddenly became cheerful. This was an exhibition area of ​​more than 100 square meters, with antique shelves and various glass display cabinets, filled with artworks.

Lu Dong couldn't help but go up to see porcelain, calligraphy and painting, seals, jade, jewelry, coins, wood carvings, etc., all of them are available.

It can really be described as high-end, atmospheric and high-end.

With so many things that don’t know whether to imitate or real ancient are placed in front of you, Lu Dong was dazzled and could not help but be a little stunned.

The visual impact effect of young men fermented for a while, and the sun shining said: "I am the manager of Taidong Zhengda Art Auction Company, named Zhao Wei, and she is my assistant Huang Cuicui."

These words immediately aroused Lu Dong's alertness, but he seemed to be stunned by this tall arrangement and did not speak.

When Huang Cuicui saw Lu Dong sweating, she took Xu Risheng from the freezer: "Drink some water, it's very hot today."

Lu Dong took it and stuffed it into his bag. He didn't open it, but replied with a smile: "Thank you."

Who dares to drink a stranger's drink?

Although I am so poor that I don’t even have ten dollars, I’m losing money for a small amount...

Huang Cuicui asked, "What's the name?"

Lu Dong was a little careful and according to rural customs, he hid his name: "My name is Dongzi."

This is not the first time that Zhao Wei has faced a rural customer, and he once again showed a sunny smile: "Dongzi, just came out of the market?"

"Um."

He was alert in his heart that Lu Dong looked honest and rustic when he was in the market. He was just in contact with strangers and was shy and unwilling to say more.

Zhao Wei asked: "The market does not have a high opinion of your things?"

Lu Dong told the truth: "The offer is really low!"

I will be given 50 when I go to the countryside! The highest one is given 25! It’s so dark!

Zhao Wei said: "You are the first time you are here? You don't understand the situation. There is a tacit understanding in the antique market. No matter how good the thing is, you will not open a high price. Even if your thing is of high value, you will only open a tenth or even one percent low price. They call it a bargain. This industry emphasizes that you don't open it for three years and eat for three years. You would rather not charge it than open a price that meets the value of antiques, because they can't make a lot of money."

Lu Dong deliberately scratched his head: "Is that true?"

Zhao Wei further said: "Antiques are known to have few people, so it is difficult to judge the value. Dongzi, it is recommended that you read more and ask more, and you can also choose multiple options. It is best to choose a formal trading place if you take action."

"Have you heard of the auction house?" Huang Cuicui's crisp voice sounded at the right time: "Sotheby's, Christie's, and we are Zhengda."

Zhao Wei invited Lu Dong: "Come here and take a look."

He led the way and entered a compartment with a TV and a video recorder.

Press the remote control and the TV screen plays.

Zhao Wei smiled and said, "There are many people on the experts. Wait a little later. You can take a look at the two auctions in Yanjing and Gangcheng held by Zhengda."

The people on the TV speak Cantonese, but the picture shows that this is a large auction. The names of the Zhengda Auction can be seen everywhere in the venue, with hundreds of people participating, and people bid from time to time, and the competition is fierce.

Then there is the auction in Yanjing...

Lu Dong just looked at it, subconsciously maintaining his shy and honest protective look. When the other party spoke, he seemed stunned when the answer was as if the unsightly rusty bun was stunned by Gao Dashang.

Zhao Wei was very satisfied with the effect: "Zhengda cannot compare with Sotheby's and Christie's, and its business is only developed in China. But Zhengda's purpose is to be worth the money."

Worried that Lu Dong wouldn't understand, he explained specifically: "We strive to make the customers' antiques or artworks maximize their value and sell them at a higher price. Zhengda can get commissions, and like Dongzi, you... I'm giving an example, you can get a lot of money!"

The last word has a particularly heavy tone.

Lu Dong was not confused and asked curiously, "Are you helping sell things?"

Zhao Wei is not afraid of people asking questions, but he is afraid of not asking questions, but he is not in a hurry: "The premise is that antiques are valuable and are willing to entrust them to us." He looks very professional: "We must also be responsible for the buyer, right? So we must first make sure that antiques are valuable."

Lu Dong smelled a strong smell, and his first thought was to withdraw, but he thought it would be okay to see it.

Money and things will not be left to others anyway, and there is no money.

If the expert does not charge money, you can also listen to what this expert said about the Baici Xiaodian.

Zhao Wei performed very steadily: "We and Imperial City Museum are cooperative units, and are collecting artworks, preparing for exhibitions and auctions. Now an expert is coming to Quannan to take charge."

Huang Cuicui handed over a copy of "Taidong Weekly" and opened it and said, "Look, there are reports in the media."

This is the largest weekly magazine in Taidong Province. Lu Dong held his eyes and reported on the Zhengda Art Auction Company, which occupied two full pages.

All of these are very reliable, auction companies, collecting artworks, big media reports, experts from top agreement units are in charge, including exhibitions and auctions, and commissions...

But no matter how they say it, it is not because their lips are rolling.

Zhao Wei finally suggested: "Can you see your antiques?"

Lu Dong looked at the two of them slightly, sure that it would not pose a threat, so he took out a small white porcelain disc.

Zhao Wei didn't answer: "I'm just going to do it. Dongzi, please show me."

His external temperament, words and actions are everywhere, and people feel reliable.

Withdrawing his smile, Zhao Wei looked at Baici Xiaodian with a serious look on his face and nodded slightly.

Lu Dong asked specifically: "How is it?"

Zhao Wei was very cautious: "I have limited eyesight and can't see clearly." But he firmly grasped the key: "At this year's spring auction, Sotheby's had a similar shallow mouth disc that sold for a high price of 300,000 yuan!"

As soon as these words were said, Lu Dong's heart suddenly stumbled. Isn't this a trap?

"So expensive?" Of course he didn't believe it, but he looked extremely moved.

Zhao Wei was still calm: "Just just a reference." He looked at his watch: "Dongzi, wait a moment, Cuicui and I will go and see if the experts are free?"

"Okay." Lu Dong sat on the sofa, staring at the TV, attracted by the high prices.

The price is good, the facts are cruel.

Zhao Wei and Huang Cuicui went out and went to another compartment to share their views.

Huang Cuicui said first: "Wearing inferior jerseys and sneakers, the whole body is not worth 20 yuan. It should be from the countryside. It is not from Quannan City, not from rich people, not sensitive professions, and it meets the requirements!"

"Yes, the observation is very carefully." Zhao Wei looked like Teacher Huang Cuicui: "What does it mean when he was about twenty years old and selling antiques alone?"
To be continued...