Chapter 183: uncanny workmanship

Yang Ling said his name to the security guard. A security guard flipped them on a record book and put them in. At this time, there were thirty or forty people gathered in the exhibition hall. There were old and young, except for the familiar Fang Hongji. There are a few people outside, he is also a bit impressed. He was seen in Jinyulou. What surprised him the most was that he even saw him ploughing. This made him wonder, why didn’t he understand why the guy who had stolen the tomb appeared back in Here. 1 small ≯ ≥ say < ≤ <<
There were still a lot of reporters at the exhibition hall. They had already set up their cameras and waited quietly. Everyone almost looked at the glass cabinets covered with red silk cloth in the center of the exhibition hall.
In front of the row of seats, sitting seven or eight people, most of them are old men.
Ouyang Qingping is sitting in the middle of the middle. He is next to a middle-aged man who looks a little low-key. He should be an official in the system, perhaps the leader of the Provincial Cultural Relics Bureau.
Yangling, another of the other old men, still recognizes that he is the fat old man who bought his Qingxing Moyu plate. He is also the president of the Provincial Collection Association. He has a relationship with Ouyang old man, and his age is similar. He is estimated to be young when he is young. Can wear a pair of pants.
People are not too many but not too small. They are not very large exhibition halls but they are not too noisy. Everyone is very restrained. Yang Ling is holding a whisper chat with Dou Yuntao and Fang Hong base station. This guy was blown up in Burma last time. It seems that the psychological shadow has fallen, and the walking legs are still shaking involuntarily. It looks very funny.
Yu Geng saw Yang Ling also excited to run over and say hello, Yang Ling had to introduce to each other, Dou Yuntao knew the identity of Yu Geng, so excitedly squatting on the shoulders of the ploughing, told me that his family had a huge Han Dynasty. Wang Hou's tomb, invited him to dig treasure, Yang Ling heard his words, remembered the experience of reading, feeling a crow flying overhead, very sympathetic wipe the forehead's sweat.
Dou Yuntao, this guy is not only a student, but even the tomb thief dare to hang. It is estimated that the pits are also one-on-one. If you continue this way, the end will be bad. It seems that you will rarely appear with him in public places in the future. Lest he be pitted.
It was soon after ten o'clock, and the host picked up the microphone in his hand to announce the start of the donation ceremony. The whispering people were quiet and turned to look at the front seats.
The host is a middle-aged man, in his forties. Short-headed short-haired, people look very spirited, wearing a Tang suit, he smiled and held a microphone and said: "Many friends who come to know me, or simply introduce, I call Guan Feng, also known as Ouyang teacher A disciple of the disciples, this donation ceremony will be hosted by me. Actually, this cloth will be opened and somewhat rudimentary. Originally, according to our intention, the teacher’s work should be held in the Chang’an Hall. However, the teacher did not want to, but had to do this. The friends who came today are acquaintances in the jade world and the collection world. I will no longer talk nonsense. Now ask the teacher to say a few words to everyone."
After the wind was finished, the microphone was handed over to Ouyang Qingping. It seems that this is also a well-arranged order. Yang Ling looked at the Ouyang old man who took the microphone, and he was a little embarrassed. I haven't seen it for a few months, but the old man has changed a lot, his head is completely white, and people have lost a circle. The mental condition is very poor, and the hands of the microphone are shaking slightly.

Thank you all for your busy schedule to come to the old man!
Ouyang Qingping seems to be a little excited. When she talks, her face is a little abnormal, and she coughs a few times.
Ouyang Qingping’s words continued to ring in the exhibition hall.
"More than half a year ago, I suddenly got a piece of material. This material is not Jinfeiyu. Non-wood non-stone, it can be said that it is rare in the world, huh, huh, the old man I saw hunting, I sold an old face, and did not cost much. I was asked to come over from a child. I was prepared to spend a year or two to create a great product, but I didn’t want to allow it. So I had to finish it. Please come to everyone today. I want everyone to see it. Look at this thing, the second is to tell everyone, from today I will resign as the president of the Jade Association. I used to be the old man for many years. In fact, I have not done anything, I have occupied the place, and I have to enter the coffin. The person is still sitting there and swearing, huh, huh, well, I am not nonsense, please ask the staff to show this thing out, let the guys see it, it’s the last thing I made for the country. I will contribute a little, and I hope that the colleagues in the jade carving industry will be able to innovate and create more valuable works in the future, and make a rich jade culture that has been passed down for thousands of years in China. Contribution! "
In the warm applause, two staff members wearing suits in the exhibition hall walked to the side of the red silk covered cabinet, and opened the silk cloth together. Under the bright spotlights, a dark blue color swayed out like water. In an instant, the whole hall was mirrored like a deep sea. A trace of golden light leaped in the blue, jumping like an elf. All the people were stunned and looked at the things in the glass cabinet. Surprisingly said no. Speaking.
A row of people sitting should have seen this item long ago~EbookFREE.me~ It seems that the performance is much better. One by one, stand up and shake hands with the old man to congratulate.
Yang Ling Shen read a show, the items in the cabinet will be clearly displayed in his mind, according to the uneven traces of the weathered clam shell, the above is clearly and completely engraved with a pair of Eight Immortals, Lu Dongbin Han Xiangzi and other eight The immortal foot pedals all kinds of fairy magic weapons to ride the wind and waves, the expression is natural, the look is different, the clothes are fluttering, stepping on the sea Lingtao, what is even more amazing is that under the reflection of the spotlights, these immortals are under the feet of Jin Yun Rolling, if the real immortal is on the scene, suddenly shocked him.
Sure enough, it is a national treasure master! He can't help but feel that this is definitely a work of awesome work.
Half an hour passed, the donation ceremony was over, everyone left in groups of 35 and continued. Yang Ling went up to greet Ouyang’s old man and Chiben, and Ouyang Qingping’s arm was sandwiched with a donation certificate from the museum. He looked a little excited. He excitedly held Yang Ling’s hand and said,
Haha, Yang Xiaoyou, I really want to thank you~! Let me have a good look before I enter the coffin! This life is not alive.

Next to Chi Benchang, he was shaking his fat body and screaming and said: "Xiao Yang, I want to thank you too. The last time you sold me was a good baby. It made me a lot in the collection world." Second face." (To be continued.)