This is also true. If you want to ask them to help identify something, I am afraid that it will cost a sky-high price, and you may not be able to invite it.
Especially the old man who just spoke, his identity and status, including seniority, are a bit higher than that of Mr. Zheng.
In their industry, they are actually a family. If you really want to go back, they might all come from the same school.
In the circle, if you really rank according to seniority, Mr. Zheng would have to call someone a senior.
However, regardless of their status and generation, they all have the same idea, that in their lifetime, they can personally identify a treasure that is handed down.
What is the real treasure? If they really let them say it themselves, I'm afraid no one can say it clearly.
In the world of antiques, what kind of antiques have you never seen? What kind of baby has not been identified? But there is no one that can truly be called the ‘treasure of the world’.
In their view, antiques are antiques, nothing more than old objects that have been passed down through hundreds of thousands of years of history.
A porcelain bowl, if it was in the Qing Dynasty, or the earlier Ming Dynasty, Song Dynasty, its value may not be low, often at least hundreds of thousands, or even millions.
However, if this thing is really taken in ancient times, it is nothing more than an ordinary porcelain bowl, and the real purpose is only to eat and drink.
Can something like this be considered a treasure handed down? Of course not.
However, the night pearl in front of him was a veritable treasure handed down in the eyes of Mr. Zheng, this thing was originally extremely rare.
This is true whether in ancient times or in modern times.
Especially in ancient times, those who could really own this night pearl were basically the families of the emperors, and the outer domains often used a night pearl as a tribute gift, showing its status and value.
The same is true for Mr. Zheng, and the same is true for others.
When they heard that they could come on stage and personally argue the authenticity of the Pearl of the Night, each of them was extremely excited.
At this time, Elder Zheng said with a smile: "Brother Liang is polite. If you can invite your old man to come to the stage, I am afraid that only my junior can have this thin face..."
Before I finished speaking, I saw the old man wave his hand and said loudly: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, bring me the tools, and I will take a look at this treasure on the spot, whether it is true or not!"
Hearing this, Mr. Zheng was not angry, and waved to raise his hand.
The next moment, I saw his apprentice, Wang Xing, who was the only one, cautiously walking up with a large wooden box.
Open the wooden box on the table, which contains various tools for identification.
It's just that these tools fall into the eyes of laymen, but they are confused. They don't know what they are used for.
Old man Liang grinned, and said to several people who had also been invited up next to him: "Everyone, old man, I'm not welcome. I will be the first to appraise this treasure, hahaha... ."
Hearing this, several people all smiled at each other. The status and identity of Mr. Liang in their circle is undoubtedly, in front of him, everyone is a junior.
"Master please!"
"Yes, it should be the first palm of the father!"
Several people said that none of them had any dissatisfaction.
Such a result seemed to be expected by Mr. Liang and Master Zheng, and nodded with a smile.
The next moment, I saw the old man take out a thing from the wooden box that he didn't know what it was used for, and identified the night pearl.
This process is neither long nor short, nor short.
It's just that now everyone's attention is focused on the old man Liang and the night pearl, and even the breathing has become cautious.
I'm afraid that if the sound is loud, it will mess up the rhythm here.
The reporters behind, as if they had caught a big piece of news, with excited expressions, urged the colleagues around them to quickly record all the scenes on the stage, not even the slightest.
Lin Fan just smiled at this, and Xiaoyu was also bored in every possible way.
Of these people present, I am afraid that none of them knows the true origin of the Ye Mingzhu better than them, and they are not worried about identifying fakes.
After a while, Mr. Liang raised his head and put the tools back in the box. There was no expression on his face. He still looked the same as before.
However, just when everyone was puzzled, I saw Grandpa Liang nodded slightly, raised his head and wiped his eyes, as if wiping tears.
What is the situation, the old man is crying? Exciting?
Everyone is a little bit confused, not knowing which one is singing this, let alone what is the real wish of Mr. Liang in this life as an appraiser.
However, the few people around him seemed to notice soon, and their expressions became more and more excited.
Then, I saw the chairman of Leheng Antiques, took out another appraisal tool in the toolbox, bent over to make a subtle screening of the Ye Mingzhu in the wooden box...
In this way, more than an hour passed. After everyone appraised Ye Mingzhu to one side, all the expressions on his face showed various changes.
Mr. Liang is now in his seventies and he is about to be in his eighties. He has experienced a lot of ups and downs in his life, and I have seen any kind of baby. Despite how excited he is, he can keep his face unchanged. Look like.
It's just that the tears that overflowed in his eyes fully interpreted his inner thoughts.
The rest of the people do not have the same concentration of the old man. After they have been identified, they are either surprised, speechless, shocked, or just standing there with a smirk. , It's as if the whole world has become a night pearl.
None of these people present are general, whether they are in shopping malls or in officialdom, the basic skills of observing words and colors have long been practiced.
Although they don't need to speak a few words, many people can see the answer from their faces.
But none of them took the initiative to say it, and seemed to still want to wait for Mr. Liang and the others to say the answer in their hearts.
However, after wiping out his eyes, Mr. Liang turned and walked straight down the stage. He said as he walked: "I can identify a treasure handed down here with my own eyes. There is no regret in this life. Money is used to measure the value of this treasure. Although it is very vulgar, I would like to say that this night pearl is worth tens of millions of gold...",...
