"Brother Man, if you can't buy that painting, you can buy something else..."

Seeing Man Jun's disappointed look, Fang Yi felt aroused in his heart and said, "I saw a broken book of "Yongle Encyclopedia" on the stage. Brother Man, this is a good thing. In my opinion, "Yongle Encyclopedia" is much more valuable than Bada Shanren's paintings..."

Fang Yi's words are half right and wrong. The original version of "Yongle Encyclopedia" has long disappeared. This book that Fang Yi saw was also a reprint during the Jiajing period. Although there are only more than 800 volumes in the world, which is extremely precious, the price of this single book may not be higher than that of Bada Shanren's paintings.

However, when it comes to the culture and value of these two things to verify history, Bada Shanren's paintings are not as good as the "Yongle Encyclopedia". As the saying goes, the treasures are sold to people who know the goods. If this book "Yongle Encyclopedia" is seen by Sun Lianda, a local school in Jinling, he may have to buy it if he loses everything.

"The broken version of "Yongle Encyclopedia"? There are all things on the streets, how can it be true?"

Hearing Fang Yi's words, Man Jun said without raising his head: "I believe that there are old versions of the Kangxi Dictionary, but the "Yongle Dictionary" has been stinked by fakes, and there has never been a real one on the market..."

Perhaps there are not many opportunities for fakes from the Yongle Encyclopedia in other cities, but Jinling is where Zhu Di compiled the Yongle Encyclopedia, so Jinling collectors also have such a complex in their hearts. I hope to find a real "Yongle Encyclopedia" on the market.

Antique dealers took advantage of this complex to make a big falsification. In the past few years, they sold a lot of printed and seal engraving books and other "Yongle Encyclopedia". Man Jun was no exception. He bought more than 100 copies in his store and took out one every now and then. Not to mention, he made tens of thousands of dollars.

So as soon as he heard the four words "Yongle Encyclopedia", Man Jun immediately hooked it up with the old fake. When he was on the stage, he didn't see the book, but Man Jun didn't think it was real in his heart.

"Well, there are not many people who have become popular among the people, and most of them have been collected by museums from various countries..."

When Yu Xuan heard Fang Yi talk about the "Yongle Encyclopedia" with Man Jun, he also intervened. He had just seen the Yongle Encyclopedia, but when he came, he was busy looking at other objects, and Yu Xuan's idea was similar to Man Jun, so he ignored the book directly.

"Brother Man, I think that book seems real anyway..."

Fang Yi knew that he had entered the industry late and had no weight to speak, but he decided in his heart that if Man Jun did not shoot those rare ancient books later, Fang Yi asked him to lend him money to take pictures. Since he knew it was a good thing, it would not fall into the hands of others.

"A batch of eight miscellaneous antiques, the minimum price is 10,000 yuan. Have you any extra prices?" Half an hour later, the ancient jade and rare ancient books had not yet started auctioning, and the miscellaneous items that Su Shilun just read were ranked first.

"Fifty thousand..." Su Shilun directly raised his license plate. For him, money is just a number. If you use this number to exchange for something you like, it doesn't matter how much you spend.

Of course, Su Shilun shouted at a price of 50,000 yuan in one word, which seemed to be rich in others, but Su Shilun knew that even if the cricket gourd belonged to Yu Xuan, the only genuine snuff bottle left on the market is now more than 100,000 yuan.

"Fifty thousand, the bid for 50,000 on the 27th. Are there any friends who have increased the price? Well, the first time of 50,000, the second time of 50,000, the transaction is 50,000!"

After the host shouted on the stage for a while, he saw that no one was competing with Su Shilun, so he simply dropped the hammer. He knew that these things were very cheap from abroad. Not to mention 50,000, even if they were sold for 10,000, they would make money.

"The twelve rare ancient books of Ming and Qing dynasties have a minimum price of 20,000 yuan, and each time the price is increased by 2,000 yuan. Has anyone bid?"

What Fang Yi did not expect was that after taking the miscellaneous objects, the rare ancient books were filmed. What made Fang Yi feel nervous was that the starting price of these things was as high as 20,000 yuan, which was twice as much as the miscellaneous objects just now.

However, Fang Yi was not in a hurry to bid. He didn't have much money, and he could only offer a price once at most, so Fang Yi wanted to wait until no one offered the offer and the host was about to announce the failure to sell. I believe that no one would compete with him at that time.

"Everyone, after our research, there is a reading notes by Cai Xin, a great scholar of the Qing Dynasty, in this batch of ancient books. It is considered to be extremely precious..."

Seeing that no one in the audience responded to the price, the host started to introduce it again. Fang Yi felt thrust in his heart. If he didn't say so much about this chatter, he would be more confident when he would take action when the filming would soon fail.

Fang Yi also knew about Cai Xin. This was a great scholar during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. He wrote the book "Collected Poems and Essays". In history, he was the real president of Ren Siku Quanshu, not the legendary Ji Xiaolan.

Moreover, Cai Xin was a very long-lived man. He was born in 1707 and lived until 1799, at the age of 92. He was an extremely famous old birthday star in the Qing Dynasty.

"Twenty thousand, I bid 20,000. We can learn Cai Xin's reading notes..."

Sure enough, after the host reported Cai Xin's name, someone immediately gave the price, and Fang Yi knew the person who was calling the price. It was Xie Qingyang, who had just competed with the Manchu army for the paintings of Bada Shanren.

"Grandma, I won't say that Cai Xin won't see him quote..."

Man Jun cursed hatefully, but he still did not choose to bid, because except for the rare ancient books and rare books that were preserved in a fairly complete manner, the other incomplete ones were very powerful. Even Cai Xin wrote them himself, they would not be sold for much money.

"I'll pay 22,000..." What surprised Man Jun was that Fang Yi suddenly took the sign in his hand, raised it and said, "I'll add one, 22,000..."

Fang Yi brought a total of 23,000 yuan, and he had only the opportunity to quote this price. So after calling out this price, Fang Yi had to ask Daozu for blessing. If Xie Qingyang shouted again, he could only ask Brother Man to borrow money.

"Twenty-two thousand? Lao Man, when did you get so petty?"

Seeing Fang Yi lifting the license plate, Xie Qingyang, who didn't know what their relationship was, subconsciously thought that Man Jun was shouting for a price, and said immediately: "Since you paid 2,000, I will add 2,000, 24,000..."

Xie Qingyang is a businessman, so the businessman naturally has to be careful in calculating. Xie Qingyang will never offer a high price just because of fighting with Manjun. On the contrary, he was about to wait for Manjun to call for a price and then retreat, and just avenged the revenge of the painting just now.

"Old Xie, don't be too full of words. I dare to add, do you dare to follow?"

Man Jun, who was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he couldn't control his anger at this moment. He grabbed Fang Yi's license plate and whispered: "Fang Yi, I've taken this book, grandma's, Brother Man, I sold my child to buy steamers, and I won't steam buns and make a sigh..."

They were all scrambling on the ground of Jinling. Man Jun had been suppressed by Xie Qingyang just now. If he was suppressed again, it would be a good news that he would be so shameless to see people when he asked Man Jun.

"Forty thousand!" Man Jun said in one fell swoop: "I paid 40,000 yuan for these rare ancient books. I'm thankful, how about it? You can quote a price again..."

Man Jun looked at Xie Qingyang with his eyes slanted. He was actually holding it up here. As long as Xie Qingyang dared to report two thousand more, he would not want it. He bought a pile of waste paper for 42,000 yuan. The joke that could only be Xie Qingyang.

Of course, if Xie Qingyang did not offer a price, Manjun spent 40,000 yuan to buy it, but he would have a breath of waste paper. It would not be embarrassing to spread it like this. Manjun thought it was worth it to spend this money to make a sigh of relief.

"Forty thousand, haha, Lao Man, do you think these things are worth forty thousand?"

After hearing Man Jun’s offer, Xie Qingyang couldn’t help laughing loudly and waved his hands repeatedly, “Even if that rare book is repaired, it is definitely not worth 30,000 yuan. It seems that you really like Lao Man. As the saying goes, a gentleman does not take advantage of others’ favors, then I don’t want it…”

After Man Jun put on a gesture, Xie Qingyang laughed from the bottom of his heart, because he knew that as long as the painting he bought was real, he would definitely not lose money. It was just a matter of making more money and turning less. However, Man Jun spent 40,000 to buy these rare ancient books, which was 100% lost but not profitable.

"It's not worth 30,000? Humph, I'm afraid some people can't see that there is something good inside, right?" Man Jun lost, and couldn't lose. Thinking of the words of the "Yongle Encyclopedia" that Fang Yi said just now, he immediately gritted the bullet and pushed Xie Qingyang back.

"That's yours, I don't want it..." Xie Qingyang, no matter what Man Jun said, sat there proudly, but the license plate in his hand was no longer raised.

"Is anyone else bidding? Forty thousand! This batch of rare ancient books belongs to No. 28..."
Chapter completed!