Because he didn't go up to check it himself just now.
Qin Hao has never touched that money tree either.
A group of people surrounded him for the appraisal. If he pushed his way through at this moment, it would seem rather deliberate.
But in his heart, he had indeed developed an interest.
Since I'm here, I naturally want to know --
Is this thing real or fake?
Qin Hao didn't immediately use the Golden Pupil but first relied on his experience to observe.
After all, he used to be in this line of work.
This money tree is bronze all over and its trunk is divided into six sections.
In the middle section of each section, there are relief carvings of figures with different expressions, with clear lines and complete details.
The entire tree has six layers.
The base is decorated with phoenix patterns, layer upon layer, and at the very top stands the statue of the Queen Mother of the West.
Standing on either side are the Azure Dragon and the White Tiger, presenting a solemn and imposing atmosphere.
"The ancients were truly remarkable..."
Qin Hao muttered to himself in a low voice.
How on earth was this kind of thing cast back then?
At this point, the price has been raised to 480,000.
The one who made the bid was still Mr. Xuan.
"Brother, I've found a problem now." "
Lu Xiaobu lowered his voice, looking embarrassed.
"The money we brought seems a bit insufficient." "
Here, money seems to have become a big cabbage.
With an offer of hundreds of thousands, they shouted without batting an eyelid.
This thing is most likely real.
Qin Hao smiled.
Hardly had he finished speaking when he finally activated his golden pupil.
It seemed as if a layer of shell had been peeled off from the line of sight.
The entire money tree became semi-transparent in his eyes.
The spiritual energy is clearly visible.
It's true.
Qin Hao's heart gave a slight jolt, and immediately a wave of excitement welled up within him.
As long as one keeps in touch with antiques and accumulates materials,
It will be hard not to get rich in the future.
But he was also very clear -
Truth or falsehood is just a threshold.
What truly determines value is origin and inheritance.
Without a clear source, even the most genuine thing can only be regarded as a half-finished product.
At this point, General Manager Xuan had already raised the price to 600,000.
Feng SAN was foaming at the mouth, clearly encouraging another boss to keep raising the price.
The man hesitated for a moment and finally spoke:
"Six hundred and twenty thousand."
"If you leave again, I'll give it to you." "
This money tree shows signs of repair. This price is my bottom line.
Qin Hao shuddered in his heart.
A master.
He could tell by his golden eyes.
But the other party could tell the problem of the repair just by looking at it with the naked eye.
In this world, there is indeed no shortage of true experts.
"Six hundred and fifty thousand!"
General Manager Xuan raised the price without hesitation.
The smile on Feng SAN's face could hardly be contained.
He knew in his heart that if this thing were put in a regular auction house, it would at most cost around two million.
The reason is very simple
Incomplete.
He spent a lot of effort mending it back then.
Unexpectedly, I was still seen through at a glance.
Just when everyone thought the price had come to an end -
"Seven hundred thousand."
The fat boss suddenly spoke up.
This cry instantly drew the attention of the entire audience.
This person usually looks like a sullen nouveau riche
But at this moment, a hint of slyness flashed in his eyes.
Obviously, it's not a fuel-efficient lamp either.
Seven hundred thousand! "Seven hundred thousand!"
Feng SAN was so excited that his voice rose.
"Mr. Xuan, would you like to think it over again?" If you miss this village, you won't have this store!"
At this moment, he couldn't wait to rush over and give the fat guy a couple of kisses.
In fact, the fact that the fat man came to this place was just by chance.
He doesn't know much about antiques. He just made some money in recent years and wants to show off.
He came for a trip and was drawn into the game by Feng SAN.
General Xuan was silent for a moment and eventually gave up.
Feng SAN was not disappointed either.
This order has already recouped the cost.
"Congratulations, Mr. Shen." "
"Once this money tree is in hand, there will be a continuous flow of wealth in the future." "
Next, the third lot was lifted up.
A calligraphy or painting.
It is said to be a painting by Tang Bohu.
To Qin Hao's surprise, --
Surprisingly, no one came forward to check.
The scene was a bit awkward for a moment.
"Feng SAN, what are you up to?"
The old man didn't look very good.
It's obvious that they are still fuming over not being able to capture the money tree.
"Change it!" "
Feng SAN cleared his throat, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"This..." "Old man, although this painting is a replica, its quality is really not low."
"It makes sense to keep it for collection." "
He knew it very well in his heart.
The picture of Li Duanduan is fake.
Just the age of the scroll is already revealed
It doesn't even qualify as a late Qing Dynasty work; it's clearly a modern imitation.
This thing was packed and collected along with the money tree.
It's only 20,000 yuan in total. Calculated this way, the painting is at most 5,000 yuan.
It is said that it was stolen from someone else's home.
Feng SAN originally thought,
Let's see if we can catch a fool.
But obviously, he underestimated the people present.
Someone stepped forward and took a look.
He shook his head and stepped back very quickly, his face full of disappointment.
"Starting at three thousand." "
Feng SAN gritted his teeth and said.
"Everyone, just take a look. After all, it's a picture of a beautiful woman." "
"The one in this painting is Qiu Xiang." "
He said it so convincingly that even he himself felt a bit guilty.
The fat boss didn't even raise his eyelids.
Isn't a living person fragrant?
Who wants to hang a portrait of a dead person home?
"Li Duanduan's Painting is indeed a work by Tang Bohu." "
A middle-aged man suddenly spoke up.
And the inheritance is orderly.
But this painting had already disappeared before the fall of the Qing Dynasty.
"The ones in the museum now are all said to be fakes." "
"Feng SAN, you're a bit unreliable now." "
"Uncle, you're so sure it's fake without even taking a close look?" "
Someone couldn't help asking.
Qin Hao also pricked up his ears.
"Really?"
The middle-aged man gave a cold laugh.
If it were true, would you still bring it here?
"Even if you go directly to a regular auction house, tens of millions will be snapped up." "
"With Feng SAN's pair of mischievous eyes, do you think he would start at three thousand yuan?" "
"Starting at least 300,000." "
The scene turned completely cold.
Feng SAN didn't care either.
Anyway, I've already made enough money before.
"Since no one is interested --"
"Wait." "
Qin Hao suddenly spoke up and smiled.
"Sell it to me." "
"Although it's a replica, it looks quite nice." "
As soon as the words were spoken,
Many people cast undisguised contemptuous glances.
"Brother, are you burning too much money?" "
Lu Xiaobu looked speechless.
"Do you buy counterfeit goods too?" Are you crazy about women?
As soon as these words were spoken,
The way the people around him looked at Qin Hao was even more strange.
Some people even showed meaningful smiles.
Qin Hao had already walked up to the painting.
Calm expression, focused gaze
It looks as if one is simply admiring.
In the eyes of others, this is just a few thousand yuan worth of stuff.
It's no different from loose change.
He wants to buy
Naturally, no one objects.
But beneath this calmness --
Qin Hao's heart was already in turmoil.