"It's this price. Who do you think will take it? I think Yang Feng won't chase it anymore. He seems to have seen that this is a fake. If he takes it, will he go to settle the score with Lao Huang?"

"How do you know this? Maybe he will be so angry!"

"Oh, look, Yang Feng is going to raise the sign again!"

Several people sitting in the front row buried their heads together and whispered after the old man bid.

Yang Feng did not look back this time, but his body trembled a few times, and it seemed that he was so angry that he could no longer do it.

Sun Er laughed in his heart, thinking that he would be a victim to death.

Looking back, he and Yang Feng had no grudges. He was just sad for himself in the elevator, so why force him to death?

If he really takes it for a high price of 5 million, he will have to pay at least more than 3 million.

"Five million!"

Sure enough! Yang Feng seemed to be determined to win. He no longer cared about the authenticity and wanted to take it down.

Sun Er also relaxed and thought to himself that the final price was not up to him. Yang Feng, if you want to blame him, blame that old man!

Yang Feng shouted, then turned to look at Sun Er, his eyes full of contempt, resentment and anger.

Sun Er's heart trembled, and he thought it was bad. This kid was jealous of me.

Realizing this, Sun Er muttered in his heart. He could not understand that he had offended him. Did the two people who had met by chance just because they were fighting in the elevator that they had made such a big grudge?

It's impossible, absolutely not. Sun Er muttered while peeping at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng glared at Sun Er, and had already raised his butt and walked out of the auction hall. It seemed that he was about to stop. The auction items behind had nothing to do with him.

What does this mean?

Sun Er was sitting there, feeling confused. Yang Feng was so strange.

Yang Feng left and the auction continued.

Three pieces of enamel were auctioned next to the back. After Sun Er looked at it, he found that all three pieces of enamel were genuine.

Zhou Qi successfully photographed two of them, one was a blue Qing Qianlong enamel gourd bottle, and the other was an enamel general bottle.

The General Bottle is a wine utensil with blue glaze all over, bright and bright, with very bright glaze and bright colors.

After the auction is over, on the way back to the hotel.

Zhou Qi gently stroked the general's bottle in his hand and asked about the enamel that Yang Feng had photographed just now.

"The one he made is a high imitation, but not a high imitation from now on. It should be a high imitation from the late Qianlong period. After Qianlong, people no longer had the ability to make real enamel, so the enamel skills disappeared, so the level of imitation in later generations will never reach that level."

"Only people at that time could even imitate real enamel, and it was made of imperial enamel in the palace, and it was even more impossible for later generations to imitate it."

"What do you mean?" Zhou Qi asked in confusion.

"The one Yang Feng photographed can be completely fake and real. Even the top treasure appraiser in the contemporary era may not be able to identify the authenticity."

"The person next to him looked very powerful. I kept observing it. It seemed that the man began to try his best to stop Yang Feng. Later, when he saw Yang Feng going his own way, the man stopped talking."

"Well! I saw it too." Sun Er remembered something when he heard what Tie Xinfeng said.

Tie Xinfeng drove the car and turned around and said to Zhou Qi: "Don't think about it anymore. Although I know that one you like the most, I have watched it online for a long time. Now Doctor Sun has confirmed that the thing is fake, so let Yang Feng be the sucker!"

Zhou Qi thought about it, and then there was a smile on his face.

The three of them joked for a while, and Sun Er looked embarrassed: "Uncle Zhou, if you just collect some collection occasionally, I might also help you. If you attend auctions frequently, I will be powerless."

"Oh? Why is this?"

"I have all the identification of antiques because I have a wide range of knowledge and good eyesight, so I can only help you with reference. Moreover, on the first day of the auction today, there were no ones who were too strong. This was why I was lucky enough to take the lead and help you get the shot of these two pieces."

What Zhou Qigang wanted to say, Sun Er continued: "I'm so tired, not just tired. I suggest you do something special in gambling stones in the future. Let's not deal with antiques."

What Sun Er said is of course reasonable. He does not have the ability to identify antiques, but only relies on ideas to make the judgment clearly lag behind the top treasure appraisers.

Otherwise, Sun Er said that there were no powerful people present today. If there were any, then his reaction was half a beat slower, and Zhou Qi would not be able to control others later.

In the three enamel auctions that Zhou Qi participated in, Sun Er had to make a long comprehensive assessment first. Every time, when the price was high, Zhou Qi started bidding based on Sun Er's assessment.

Zhou Qi thought about this issue carefully, so he agreed, saying that he rarely participated in auctions, and this time he came to grab the Yongzheng enamel poem bottle.

When Sun Er heard this, he vaguely felt that something was hidden in the enamel that Yang Feng took away.

Intuition! Sun Er couldn't say it, and could only think that his feelings were intuition.

The journey is not far, and it only takes fifteen minutes to walk from Mingzhu Building to Huangpu Hotel.

When they arrived at the hotel, Tie Xinfeng went to park, and Sun Er and Zhou Qi went straight into the hotel.

"You are looking for death, right?" A rough voice came from Zhou Qi's left.

Sun Er looked in a voice. He was just looking down at Yang Feng and saw a thick and strong bodyguard grabbing Zhou Qi's arm.

Zhou Qi tried hard to break free, but the bodyguard was too powerful, and he bit his teeth and still held his hands.

"If you have something to do, what do you mean?" Sun Er took a step forward and wanted to pull the bodyguard's hand.

"Hmph! Sun Er, are we meeting again?"

"Dad, he actually dares to come to Haishi. If we can give him face in Qinggou and even the entire Northern Province, then he will arrive at our acre of three-point land, hum... I will have to give him eye drops!"

"Chen Liang? Chen Yeqing?"

"Haha, if you have a road in heaven, if you don't go, if you don't have a door to hell, you just come here. You said you don't stay in North Province, why are you here to travel around in our Haicheng?"

Chen Yeqing looked much more rampant than when he was in Qinggou. He seemed to have forgotten the guarantee letter to Sun Er.

"Is that true?" Sun Er reached out and wanted to copy Chen Yeqing's chest.

"Don't be rude!" With a loud shout, a fat black figure fell down.

Sun Er didn't see where this person came from. When he just looked at Chen Yeqing and his son, there were only two bodyguards around them, and there was no such person among them.

Seeing that the bodyguard was also watching Sun Er, Zhou Qi took the opportunity to break free. The bodyguard used force on his wrist, which made him grin again.
Chapter completed!