Such a thing turned out to be a food vessel, and it was recognized by the appraiser. Liu Yang was speechless, but at this moment, he had nothing to say. After all, this matter had nothing to do with him.

The old man next to him suddenly lit up his eyes and raised his sign directly. He held the cards three times in the next time, and did not give up until the price was increased to one million.

From this point of view, this person's vision is also sharp. As he said, after spending a long time in the auction hall, he naturally understands this rule.

Liu Yang couldn't help but sigh.

Next, another antique was auctioned. The atmosphere at the scene was quite strong and gradually entered the throne, but Liu Yang still took it calmly and was unmoved.

Until the eighth antique was put out, Liu Yang's eyes shrank. This was a vase, a typical white porcelain product. As far as he knew, there were very few white porcelains in this era. This kind of thing was really not small a thousand years ago, but the price of high-quality products is often very expensive.

"This is a piece of porcelain. According to our instrument inspection, it should have a history of two thousand years. There is still a signature under the porcelain, but no one knows this kind of text now, so no one knows what it is written specifically, but this should be a decorative object. What is used for is no longer verified. The auction price of this thing is 100,000."

Zhuo Jian said loudly, just as he was about to say something, Liu Yang took the initiative to ask: "Can I take a look at the things first?"

"No problem, our Xingyu's reputation is also famous in the entire appraisal industry. No one has ever doubted this, but it is OK if you want to come up and verify it in person."

Zhuo Jian was stunned at first, then smiled slightly, nodded, but a trace of haze flashed across the corner of his eyes. Obviously, Liu Yang's behavior made him think that this was distrust of Xingyu.

Liu Yang stood up and slowly walked to the rostrum. When he was about to reach out to pick up the vase, a very unhappy voice came from one side: "Uncle Zhuo, there are such rules in our appraisal industry. Even if we want to verify our auction items, we need to be qualified as an ordinary appraiser or above. Otherwise, we can refuse on the spot because it is a distrust of our Antiquities Research Institute."

Zhuo Jian glanced at Liu Yang, raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "It's true. There are rules for the appraisal industry. You are not an appraiser, so you are not qualified to inspect goods on the spot. And we Xingyu cannot sell counterfeit goods. This depends on our reputation and the supervision of all the distinguished guests here."

Liu Yang turned his head and glanced at the person who was talking. There was a sneer on the corner of the man's mouth, and at the same time he also made up the blue tripod logo on his clothes.

This person is still Mo Shaobai. It seems that Liu Yang offended him. This person's arrogance cannot tolerate anyone else's provocation to him, so this time he deliberately targeted Liu Yang.

Liu Yang smiled slightly, and a shy expression appeared on his face, with a feeling of shyness that was too old. This expression made a sound of disdain in the entire hall. Even Zhuo Jian and Mo Shaobai looked disdainful. Obviously everyone thought he was going to retreat.

But the next moment, Liu Yang reached out and touched his pocket for a long time, and finally found his logo. Although he had always carried it with him, he had never really worn it. After all, he didn't want to attract too much attention.

Speaking of which, he is still too young. If he wears the golden tripod logo every day, the attention he will attract can be imagined.

Putting the golden tripod logo on the left chest of the clothes, Liu Yang flicked it gently, raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhuo Jian, and said lightly: "Can I see this thing now?"

Zhuo Jian and Mo Shaobai's eyes shrank at the same time, and a little shock appeared on their faces. The next moment, Mo Shaobai screamed with a bit of disobedience: "Impossible, how could the golden tripod logo be so young?"

This scream immediately attracted a strong noise in the entire hall. Because Liu Yang turned his back to everyone, it was not until this time that everyone knew that Liu Yang was a senior appraiser. Such a young senior appraiser made the disdain in his heart turn into a breath-taking sound.

Zhuo Jian looked at Liu Yang in a daze, with a shock deep in his eyes. His experience was rich enough, so he did not scream like Mo Shaobai. It was not until Liu Yang asked that he came to his senses and looked at him, as if he was thinking of something, his eyes suddenly widened: "Are you Liu Yang from Yanhuang?"

Liu Yang nodded, then ignored him and picked up the white porcelain vase and slowly turned it around in his palm. The glaze of the vase was quite uniform and felt transparent under the light.

The surface of the vase is filled with colorful peony flowers. The most famous of this colorful porcelain is Tang Sancai, but in that era, all of them were truly the best antiques.

Liu Yang turned the vase and carved the four words "Da Song Official Kiln" in small seals at the bottom of the vase. The red color is bright, although it has the marks of time, but it shows the identity of this porcelain, which makes him relieved. He put the vase down again, then turned around and left.

"Hello, Mr. Liu, I don't know that you are here before, so I'm so lazy. I just don't know what these four words at the bottom of the vase mean?"

Zhuo Jian took a deep breath and asked Liu Yang very respectfully. Finally, he changed the subject: "No one of our Xingyu appraisers knows this kind of ancient characters, so please give me some advice."

"One of the time, I don't know what this is, and I still need to go back to check the information. Second, this is Xingyu's business. I'm just here to join in the fun, so I have no obligation to identify antiquities for you. Everyone here wants to buy it, and it's their business if they don't want to buy it."

Liu Yang turned his head and looked at Mo Shaobai and Zhuo Jian. The shock on Mo Shaobai's face still did not disappear, but his face was filled with too much stubbornness. Obviously, he still didn't want to compromise. After all, his identity was here.

Zhuo Jian nodded with a complicated expression. Not to mention that he and Liu Yang are not from the same antiquities research institute, even if they belong to the same antiquities research institute, Liu Yang's golden tripod is not comparable to that of him. The difference in the tripod level between appraisers also represents different meanings.

"Then we will start the auction. The minimum price of this vase is 100,000 yuan, and the price increase must not be less than 10,000 yuan each time. Please bid." Zhuo Jian straightened his waist and restrained his heart and said a little.

Everyone present turned their heads at the same time and looked at Liu Yang who was still sitting in the corner. No one knew what he had seen. Whether this antique was truly valuable. After all, Liu Yang's appraiser here has the highest grade, so he didn't speak, and the whole hall was silent.

Liu Yang looked at Zhuo Jian quietly, finally shook his head, and sighed softly: "Since that's the case, then let's have 110,000."

After he paid the price, no one responded in the hall. Zhuo Jian's mouth twitched and asked loudly: "The ancients from two thousand years ago have extremely high collection value. Because there is no detailed information for the time being, the starting price is very low. You can buy it first. If you have the opportunity, you can go to our Xingyu Travel for free for appraisal."

After saying this, the hall was still quiet, and no one offered, and the light from the corner of his eyes was poured on Liu Yang.

Liu Yang's face was still plain, but the vulgar old man beside him swallowed his saliva nervously. When he asked Liu Yang to hold the sign in front, he still looked like an old senior. Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, Liu Yang became a real appraiser, and he was still a golden tripod, which made him look embarrassed.

"Why, old man, do you take it away without adding a little price?" Liu Yang glanced at the old man, raised his eyes and said lightly.

The old man shook his head desperately, then leaned over to him and replied dryly: "I don't dare. You are the Golden Ding. I believe no one here dares to compete with you. This is also a rule."

Liu Yang smiled slightly and said nothing. At this moment, Zhuo Jian continued to cry and said with a sad face: "110,000, is there any price increase? Okay, then I will start counting down, 110,000 once, two thousand years of antiques... 110,000 twice. According to historical records, two thousand years ago should be the Northern Song Dynasty... 110,000 three times... Okay, Mr. Liu Yang became the final winner."

When the auction hammer fell, a staff member naturally delivered the vase to Liu Yang. Liu Yang paid the money directly and then put the bottle up.

This time it was definitely Xingyu's loss. This thing was far from being bought for 110,000 yuan a thousand years ago, so Liu Yang really made a profit.

The old man beside him came over, clenched his fists, and then asked in a low voice: "Mr. Liu, is this thing the same as the food utensil in front?"

Liu Yang's mouth twitched, and then shook his head the next moment and said, "Don't look at the final sale price of 2 million yuan, it's really not for food..."

As he spoke, he once again explained to the old man what the thing was for. The two muttered. At the end, the old man looked petrified and finally covered his mouth with his hands and started laughing. However, because this occasion was not suitable for laughing out loud, he could not bear the tears.

This is the real difference between the top and the bottom. If anyone really takes it back to fill the food, he will make a fool of himself.

The two of them muttered that the last two things had been auctioned off, but Liu Yang just looked at them and did not take action. In his opinion, the antique in his hand was the most valuable thing here, and the other things were antiques from thousands of years ago, and he really didn't have much interest.

The crowd began to disperse, and Liu Yang stood up and walked directly outside the exchange. The crowd took the initiative to make a way out, which was the respect for the appraiser.

Only Mo Shaobai looked at his back with a complicated expression, but the corners of his mouth were still stubbornly raised, showing the pride in his heart, and still not bowing his head to apologize to Liu Yang.

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The first update is to ask for votes and collections as always. Note that the official kiln of the Song Dynasty did not have these four words on it, and this is just for the plot needs.

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Chapter completed!