Chapter 11: Wrong wishful thinking

Song Yun stayed in the library with peace of mind for the next half month. He didn't run around, and he didn't even think about the leakage. Tang Miaomiao was right. The antique collection line was full of good things in the golden age. In the past, it was not easy to make a fortune by picking up leaks. The path of identification was the safest.
More than three million is a huge sum of money. It will definitely be very satisfying before changing it. Song Yun must feel that it is enough to make so much money in his life, but after having this money, his ambitions began to grow slowly. Since he can earn more than 3 million yuan, why can’t he earn more than 30 million yuan? In order to do this, in order to earn more than 30 million yuan or more one day, he is like a sponge to absorb all kinds of Kind of knowledge related to antique collection.
early morning.
The breeze came slowly, and it was very comfortable on people.
Song Yun had just finished breakfast and did not go to the library. The materials that should be read are almost the same. The rest is a long stream of water. He insists on studying all the year round. It is not a short-term thing. Today he plans to go to the auction to see it. It's very simple. One is to see what an auction in the antique collection industry is all about, and the other is to pick up leaks.
"what!"
"Maybe I can miss one today!"
Song Yun thought happily, got on the bus, swayed for an hour, and arrived at the Ning City Auction Center. He had signed up for today’s auction three days ago. He found the auction hall on the second floor and registered and verified his identity information. Then got a brand.
Song Yun felt that he was already early enough to step on the door to open the door. Unexpectedly, there were people who came earlier, and there were a lot of them. Seeing that there were more than fifty people in the small auction hall, bear it. I couldn't help but shook my head. There will be a little fierceness in today's auction, but I didn't care too much. Although I participated in the auction for the first time, I didn't think about shooting anything.
Today’s auction is a small auction. There are not many items in the auction. There are only 20 pieces in total. It is not a special auction. There is a little bit of porcelain, calligraphy and painting, and bronze. Before the auction officially starts, there will be a one-hour display. Those interested in participating in the auction can get started.
Song Yun would naturally not miss such an opportunity, watching as everyone walked.
"It seems that the auction items are also fake."
After reading a few pieces, Song Yun shook his head gently. In most people's minds, the auctions are all real things, but they just saw a piece of porcelain, another bronze ware, and a Buddha statue, all black and lacquered with no light at all.
Song Yun looked at a few antiques again, but none of them could shine.
"what?!"
"Yes!"
Song Yun continued to move forward and found three antiques that could shine.
Song Yun picked up each piece by gently rubbing it a few times while looking at it. He didn't look away. It was indeed true, but the intensity of the light emitted was very average, stronger than the small leaf red sandalwood beads, but better than himself. The chicken tank that I just picked up is not a bit bad.
"It looks like the price should be around five to six hundred thousand."
Song Yun quickly estimated the prices of these three antiques.
"Look at the situation later, and take it if appropriate."
Song Yun considered for a while, and when deciding to auction, if the prices of these three items were not too high, he would take them.
Song Yun became excited, looking forward to the auction to begin soon.
After the auctioneer took the stage, he started the auction without any extra words, and the auction items were delivered one after another, and then they started to bid.
"The yellow ground golden dragon sunflower mouth plate made during the Qianlong reign of the Qing Dynasty."
"The Qing Dynasty Qianlong reign made sky celadon glaze Fushou brush wash."
"A pair of famille rose bowls made in the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty."
"Cowpea Red Horseshoe Zun made in the Kangxi Year of the Qing Dynasty."
Song Yun soon discovered that there is definitely more than one person with eyesight. Those auction items that are not illuminated are basically no one bids. Obviously they all know that it is not a good thing, because there are very few people who bid, and the auction items are unsold. Many, the process is very fast.
"A pair of blue and white lotus buckets made in the Tongzhi period."
Song Yun's spirit was lifted when he heard the auctioneer's words. This was one of the three things that could shine before. However, he was not the only one who cheered up. After this auction item appeared, There was a small commotion around the people.
"It seems that it is not easy to win."
Song Yun glanced around, shook his head, glanced over, more than ten people were eager to try.
The competition for a while is absolutely fierce.
"There is a reserve price auction."
"The auction price must exceed the set reserve price."
"The auction begins!"
Song Yun's guess was not wrong at all. The auctioneer had just announced the start, and the bidding voices one after another.
"One hundred and fifty thousand!"
"Fifteen thousand five thousand!"
...
"Three hundred thousand!"
"One hundred and thirty five thousand!"
...
"Four hundred thousand!"
"Four hundred and five thousand!"
...
Song Yun saw this situation and gave up decisively. The price soared rapidly from the beginning, and it exceeded 400,000 in just a few minutes. At this rate, it is normal to exceed 600,000.
"Seven hundred and five thousand for the first time!"
"Seven hundred and five thousand for the second time."
"Seven hundred and five thousand for the third time."
"The bidding price exceeds the bid reserve price, the bidding is successful!"
The hammer in his hand was smashed hard at the auction.
Song Yun shook his head. The market price of the blue and white lotus pattern bucket made in the Tongzhi year would not exceed 600,000, but now it is sold for 700,000.
"The next thing to be auctioned is a pair of Qing Dynasty Yongzheng Doucai and Ti lotus plates."
"There is a reserve price auction, and the bidder must be higher than the set reserve price."
"The auction begins!"
Song Yun saw the evil wolf-like situation again, and the dust settled within a few minutes, and the final transaction price was 600,000.
"The next thing we are going to auction is a Gu Jue-style pen holder for a bamboo sculpture of the moon worshiping the moon in the early Qing Dynasty.
"There is a reserve price auction, and the bid price must be higher than the set reserve price."
"The auction begins."
As soon as the auctioneer's voice fell, even more voices followed.
"Four hundred thousand!"
"Four hundred and five thousand!"
...
"Five hundred thousand!"
...
"Six hundred thousand!"
...
"Seven hundred thousand!"
...
"Eight hundred thousand!"
...
"one million!"
...
"One million!"
...
Song Yun was stunned. These people were crazy. The pen holder was indeed a good thing, but judging by the intensity of the white light it emitted, the price would definitely not exceed 700,000, and it had already exceeded one million in just two minutes.
"1.57 million for the first time!"
"One and five hundred and seventy thousand for the second time!"
"One and five hundred and seventy thousand for the third time!"
"Deal!"
Song Yun sighed, looking helpless, this price still makes people live?
Song Yun pulled his hair hard. He suddenly realized that his previous calculations were a bit ridiculous. He was thinking of picking up the leaks. The reality was a lesson. The price of each piece was higher than what he could accept. It's much higher, and if you want to pick up the leak here, the dream is almost the same.