Unexpectedly, the police were called so quickly. Zhang Dagang and Yu Xing'er looked at each other and saw caution in each other's eyes.
"I think we should go to the underground auction house?" Yu Xing'er looked at Zhang Dagang and said, "The Liang family can easily find our traces, so we need to speed up the time."
Zhang Dagang nodded. After he called Zheng Linbo, the two drove to the suburbs.
Zheng Linbo arrived quickly. Seeing Zhang Dagang and Yu Xing'er holding calligraphy, paintings and porcelain in their arms, he said with surprise: "Are you two going to rob?"
Unexpectedly, Zhang Dagang really nodded: "This belongs to Mr. Liang's family. We are going to the underground auction market to sell it to rob the rich and help the poor. Are you interested in joining us?"
Hearing Zhang Dagang's words, Zheng Linbo's eyes lit up and he quickly called a few people to get in the car.
The car drove smoothly on the road, heading towards the largest underground auction house in Suhai City.
There were many luxury cars parked at the entrance of the auction house, and it was said that a complete century-old ginseng was being auctioned inside.
Zheng Linbo took the two of them to the auction house in the underground trading market.
The queue at the auction house has been lined up for several meters, and the antique calligraphy and paintings of the three people were all packed in torn sacks, which did not attract anyone's attention.
"This auction house is divided into levels. People like us who enter the auction house for the first time and have no money dealings with the auction house can only be assigned to the lowest level of gray mask."
Zheng Linbo told the two of them everything he had heard and heard.
Sure enough, most of those queuing up to enter the auction house were wearing gray masks.
Finally it was their turn. The old man standing at the door looked up and down the three of them, and finally his eyes fell on the torn sack behind them.
There was a glint in his eyes, and he handed the three of them two gray wolf masks and a gray little fox mask.
After getting the masks, the three of them looked at the bustling hall, and Yu Xing'er hugged the calligraphy and painting in her arms tightly.
Zheng Linbo asked the two of them to sit on the sofa and wait for him, and then whispered a few words to a waiter guarding the door.
The waiter looked at the sacks in the hands of Zhang Dagang and Yu Xinger, who were wearing wolf and rabbit masks, and nodded and motioned for the others to follow him.
I followed the waiter through a long corridor, turned several corners, and finally stopped outside a room.
There were two men in their fifties surrounding the door of the room.
With just one glance, Zhang Dagang could see that the two men were already at the peak of their power.
The two men scanned the three of them with their eyes, and after confirming that there was no danger, they opened the door behind them.
"Sir, our elder treasure appraiser is waiting for you inside. Please come in." The waiter said and stepped back consciously.
The three of them looked at each other, and Zhang Dagang took the lead and walked in.
The room was decorated in an antique style, and the sandalwood incense smoke curled up from the incense burner, filling the whole room with a faint scent of sandalwood.
Behind the vermilion sandalwood table, an old man wearing a black tiger mask was studying an antique porcelain bowl.
When the three people came in, the old man put down the porcelain bowl and invited the three people to sit across from him.
"My little friends, do you have any treasures that you would like me to auction on your behalf?"
The old man's eyes fell on the sack that Xing'er hugged tightly to his chest.
Zhang Dagang looked at the old man in front of him and was surprised. If his feeling was correct, the old man in front of him was already in the middle stage of Anjin.
With his current physical condition, if he didn't rely on the power of the divine dragon, he would probably be on a equal footing with this old man.
But I was here to do business, so there was no need for a fight with the old man, it was just a chance encounter.
Thinking of this, Zhang Dagang picked up the sack containing porcelain behind him and placed it on the table.
Looking at the crushed sandalwood table, Zheng Linbo wanted to rush over and place himself under it.
This is such a good sandalwood table. There was a time when he was very fond of sandalwood under the influence of Mrs. Zhou.
Judging from the pattern of the sandalwood table in front of me, this table is probably cut and polished from a whole piece of sandalwood. It must be made of at least five hundred years of sandalwood. The price of this table alone in this room is difficult to estimate.
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The old man didn't expect that Zhang Dagang would put the sack directly on his beloved table, and couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows fiercely.
This sandalwood table is his treasure!
Zhang Dagang took out the two porcelains wrapped in the sack.
Seeing the porcelain that Zhang Dagang took out, the old man suddenly stood up from the bench, put on his gloves, took the porcelain, and looked at it carefully.
Zhang Dagang looked at the old man's reaction quite strangely.
The table on which the porcelain is placed is made from an entire century-old sandalwood tree that was grown five hundred years ago. Its value will definitely be hundreds of times higher than this porcelain. Zhang Dagang really can't figure out what appeal this porcelain has to the old man.
The old man turned the porcelain over and over, and finally gently placed it on the sandalwood table in front of him. Then he looked at Zhang Dagang: "My dear friend, where did you get this porcelain?"
The old man's words shocked Zhang Dagang's heart. Seeing the sharp eagle-like eyes under the old man's mask staring at him, Zhang Dagang suddenly wondered if there was any relationship between the old man and Mr. Liang.
Seeing the old man's probing eyes on his face, Zhang Dagang chuckled: "I just happened to buy it from a vendor for 10,000 yuan. Why don't I just come over and see the quality of the thing."
Zhang Dagang's words were ambiguous, but the old man didn't ask any more questions and turned his attention to the sack in Xing'er's hand.
"Then young lady, do you also have something that you would like me to auction on your behalf?" The old man's eyes fell on Yu Xing'er's face, and his tone was a little aggressive.
Zhang Dagang calmly blocked Yu Xing'er, shook his head and said: "What's in here is just the rags we picked up on the road, it can't be put on the table."
The old man didn't worry too much and continued to study the porcelain in front of him with concentration.
"Old sir, how much do you think this porcelain is worth?" Zheng Linbo asked curiously.
Judging from his three-legged cat appraisal skills, these two porcelains alone could probably be sold for two to three million.
The old man didn't say anything, but he knocked gently with a small hammer specially designed for treasure appraisal.
"Sorry, this is just a modern imitation, and our auction house will not accept it." After the old man finished speaking, he pushed the blue and white porcelain in front of Zhang Dagang.
Immediately afterwards, another celadon tea bowl was pushed over by the old man.
"How is this possible? This is definitely an ancient cultural relic. How about you take a look at it again, sir?" Zheng Linbo became anxious when he heard that the old man said it was antique porcelain.
The old man said nothing and just waved his hand.
The two men outside the door immediately opened the door and walked in.
Looking at Zheng Linbo who was still about to argue, Zhang Dagang raised his hand to stop him: "That's all, it's just a gadget bought for ten or twenty thousand. I can still afford the loss."
