Ultimately, the enamel clock was bought by someone sitting in the front row for 420 dollars.
Immediately afterwards, a second person walked up carrying a small box.
"I have three treasures here: a jade pendant that came from the palace, a jade bracelet, and a jade thumb ring. I'll be selling all three together, starting bid at three hundred!"
Good heavens!
It's something that came out of the palace again.
Chen Jun glanced at it and couldn't help but shake his head, then took out a handful of sunflower seeds from his pocket and started cracking them open.
The three items were indeed jade artifacts, but they had absolutely nothing to do with the palace; it was clearly another big hoax.
Experienced people who know their stuff will know there's more or less a catch if they hear that three items need to be packed together.
The inexperienced newcomer was too afraid to spend so much money to try and fail, so no one bid on the three items, and he slunk off the stage five minutes later.
Then came the third and fourth bids, during which Chen Jun only called out a price once, appearing somewhat uninterested.
"Greetings, everyone. These are two treasures I collected from the countryside. It is said that the family was once very wealthy, so the items are definitely genuine."
An old man with dark skin stepped onto the stage and took out two porcelain items, a porcelain bowl and a porcelain bottle.
"You can buy the two separately or bid on them together. The starting bid for both is fifty yuan."
Fifty dollars would be a considerable price at a regular ghost market, but here at the auction, it gives the illusion of being very cheap.
"Old man, tell me what year it's from!"
Someone in the audience shouted out, "When others introduce their items, they say they came from the palace or were passed down from their ancestors, describing them as as expensive as possible. But this dark-skinned old man is so honest, saying that he collected them from the countryside."
Moreover, they were from a wealthy but relatively unknown family. What good things could a wealthy family in the countryside possibly have?
"I'm not sure either, but I've heard it was passed down from the Yuan Dynasty," the old man replied.
"Wow, you're just bragging. If this were real money, I'd eat it straight away!"
"That's too fake. If you ask me, it'll only last a few decades at most."
"That's right, this junk isn't worth much. Sell it to me for twenty yuan."
The old man became anxious upon hearing this: "That won't do. I won't even be able to recoup my investment with just twenty yuan."
have to!
The old man's words practically revealed the price he was willing to pay for the acquisition.
Just as they were discussing and bargaining, Chen Jun got up and came to the front of the table, carefully examining the porcelain bowl and the porcelain bottle.
The porcelain bowl is an item that's been around for decades. It's a product of a folk kiln and is very inexpensive.
The porcelain vase next to it looked even newer than the porcelain bowl, as if it had just been fired a few months ago.
But Chen Jun glanced at the information on the porcelain bottle and his heart tightened.
It turns out to be an official kiln plum vase from the reign of Emperor Yinzhen.
Chen Jun seemed to have seen this kind of bottle in a news article. Its specific name is celadon-glazed plum vase with dragon pattern, and its price is outrageously expensive.
If it can be sold at a reputable auction house decades later, the final price will definitely reach eight figures.
hiss......
This plum vase is so well preserved; it looks like a replica from just a few months ago.
But who would have thought that this thing was actually real?
As expected of Beijing!
It's amazing to find such great things; no wonder so many foreigners travel all the way to Beijing to hunt for treasures.
“Grandpa, you’ve probably been ripped off. This bottle looks brand new, but this bowl is quite old.”
The middle-aged man who came forward with Chen Jun to examine the porcelain vases and bowls said, "That's the middle-aged man who didn't manage to snag the enamel clock."
"They're all treasures, they're all treasures!"
When the old man heard that the porcelain vase was new, he immediately stomped his foot in a panic.
The two items were acquired from the countryside at great expense; the porcelain bowl cost thirty yuan and the porcelain vase cost twenty yuan. Therefore, the old man set the starting bid at fifty yuan. As long as a few people bid, he could take a break for the month.
"I'll bid sixty yuan!" The middle-aged man didn't care about anything else and immediately started bidding.
Upon seeing this, the old man with the goatee in charge of the auction immediately shouted, "Number thirty-eight, bid sixty, anyone higher?"
The old man was clearly an auction veteran, and he started to hype up the atmosphere, trying to drive up the bidding price.
The more items are sold, the more the auctioneer earns, and his income is directly proportional to the amount of money raised at auction.
"This porcelain bowl is a rare treasure; once you miss it, you may never see it again."
Inspired by the old man, two more people raised their hands.
The price of porcelain bowls and vases has also reached eighty-five yuan.
The old man selling the goods breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. He could earn more than 30 yuan out of 85 yuan, so this trip to the countryside was worthwhile.
"Number seventeen, eighty-five yuan, any higher?" the old man with the goatee shouted energetically.
"Ninety yuan!"
"One hundred yuan!" The middle-aged man raised his hand again.
Soon, the price rose to one hundred yuan, but this number was clearly close to its limit.
Chen Jun glanced around and, seeing that no one else was raising their hands, said to the middle-aged man beside him, "The porcelain bowl is indeed a fine piece, but I think the porcelain vase is even more beautiful!"
"Look at this shine, how bright it is."
The middle-aged man snorted dismissively and ignored Chen Jun.
Clearly, they were treating Chen Jun like a clueless young man.
Anyone who enjoys collecting antique items knows that a color that looks too new is not a good sign. If you want something newer, you can go to Liulichang, where you can buy items that were just made that morning.
"Number thirty-eight, one hundred yuan, is there any other gentleman who wants to bid?" The old man with the goatee stirred up the atmosphere of the whole room.
Unfortunately, the people in the audience felt that one hundred yuan was already high enough, and that the porcelain vase and bowl were not worth more.
"One hundred and ten yuan!"
Chen Jun, who was ignored by the middle-aged man, was not angry and raised his hand with a smile.
"Hey, one hundred and ten yuan, is there anything higher?" the old man with the goatee asked excitedly.
But the middle-aged man gave Chen Jun a cold look: "Kid, are you deliberately looking for trouble?"
He was already annoyed that he had lost the enamel watch, but he didn't expect that someone would also challenge him when he bought a porcelain bowl.
"No, no, no, I just think this porcelain vase is quite pretty."
Chen Jun smiled and cupped his hands in greeting to the middle-aged man: "Brother, since you like this porcelain bowl, let's stop bidding and instead cooperate."
"Cooperation? What kind of bullshit cooperation?" The middle-aged man sneered disdainfully, "I, Fan, have plenty of money. If you want to fight me, bring it on, big guy."
“I’ll bid 110 yuan for these two items, and then you can buy the porcelain bowl from me for 100 yuan. That way, you get the porcelain bowl, and I get the porcelain vase.” As he spoke, Chen Jun looked at the porcelain vase and said, “This vase is very shiny; it would be perfect for my wife to use for flower arranging.”
Um?
Mr. Fan, who had just said he was not short of money, frowned slightly, then raised his hand and gestured: "No, eighty at most!"
"make a deal!"
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