Chapter 55: [007] Trust is enough

The gold wrong knife could not be sold, and Yang Zimei also took out another piece of Pisces pan he had bought, "Mr. Song, help me identify this."
"Oh? Do you have anything else?" Song Xuan took the Pisces disc carefully from her hand in surprise, took the magnifying mirror and examined the appraisal carefully.
He is a person who has a passion for antiques. When he was involved in the appraisal, he immediately became extremely focused and forgotten the stab wound just now.
Yang Zimei likes to see his serious and focused appearance, with a certain transcendent elegance.
Song Xuan put down the magnifying mirror in his hand, looked up at her, and just ran into her black eyes, and her heart suddenly jumped away, hurriedly avoiding, and stroking the fish disk, "This is the Yin Song The gold buckle sculpts a double fish plate. Ding kiln is one of the five famous kilns in the Northern Song Dynasty. Pisces, smooth lines, vivid images, and superb craftsmanship were harem supplies in the court at that time. "
"How much is it about?" Yang Zimei was most concerned about at this time.
"The market price is about 380,000. If it is auctioned, it may be higher. It depends on the collectors' preferences. Some collectors love this Dingyao porcelain."
"Will Mr. Song want to buy this?"
Song Xuan looked up at her, "Zi Mei, you seem to have a very special feeling about antiques, but your knowledge is not enough. In two days, there will be an antique auction in our city A. I wonder if you are interested in seeing it? And you Pisces plate, if you want a higher price, I can help you put it on the auction, how about it? "
When I heard that there was an antique auction, Yang Zimei naturally wanted to see, "I want to go."
"Well, at nine o'clock the day after tomorrow, you will come here to find me, and I will go with you." Seeing her promise, Song Xuan was very happy.
"Thank you Mr. Song." Yang Zimei looked up at the rows of books about antiques on the bookshelf. "Ten years ago, Mr. Song said he wanted to teach me about antiques, but I just made a contract and I don't know if I can still fulfill it now? "
"Waiting." Song Xuan smiled, he was waiting for her words.
"I'm going to school now, and I will come to study with you every Saturday and Sunday. Usually, you just lend me some books, okay?"
"Um." Song Xuan nodded, got up and pulled out an "Introduction to Antique Appreciation" from the bookshelf, and handed it to Yang Zimei, "You read this book first, and then learn other subtle knowledge one by one."
"Okay." Yang Zimei took over the thick book like a brick, "Thank you Mr. Song."
"Zi Mei, if this pair of fish plates wants to enter the auction, I must first take it to register and appraise the book, otherwise, I can't enter the auction exhibition hall." Song Xuan looked at the pair of fish plates.
"Well, stay here, you can help me keep it." For Song Xuan's character, Yang Zimei is trustworthy. He feels that even if everyone in the world deceives her, he will not be the same.
"Thank you for your trust in me." Song Xuan was glad to see that she had no alertness to herself.
"You deserve my trust." Yang Zimei looked at him. "Mr. Song is the one I have met and has the highest character, like this Chi Lan."
With her such praise, Song Xuan felt like she was stepping on the cloud, a little bit fluttering.
As long as she trusts him, all this is enough.