"Take a look at this one, do you think it has a chance?" Chen Feng pulled up the photo and handed it to Xia Yingying.
Xia Yingying took the phone and scrolled through it casually, then zoomed in on the photo with two fingers.
"What is this?" Xia Yingying didn't even dare to be sure at first.
"It's a gold and silver fusion. I dug it up. I don't know how much it's worth, but it looks really good," Chen Feng explained.
"Are you sure this isn't an artifact, that you really dug it up?" Xia Yingying asked incredulously.
She had never seen a natural mineral with such a regular shape before. If this were real, it would be too outrageous.
"I really dug it out; I specifically tested it," Chen Feng confirmed.
“I asked about the price before, and the recycling point offered 100,000 yuan, but I thought it was too cheap, so I didn’t sell it.”
"You're lucky you didn't sell it. If you had, you would have regretted it terribly. This thing would definitely have sold for far more than 100,000 at auction."
"With its shape and rarity, it's hard to find even at an auction," Xia Yingying exclaimed.
"Damn, thank goodness I didn't sell it." Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
Sometimes it's like that: people look for goods, and goods look for people.
If you give this to Boss Bai, he can only give you 100,000 at most. It's not that he's trying to fool you, but with his knowledge and connections, that's all he can give you.
However, if this item were to be auctioned, its value would be hard to say.
"I'll give you the boss's phone number in a bit, you can contact him yourself," Xia Yingying said, handing the phone back to Chen Feng.
“Okay, I’ll ask him myself later.” Chen Feng took the phone.
The two chatted for a while longer, and after finishing their meal, Chen Feng helped her take the dishes away, while Xia Yingying washed the dishes.
"I sent his number to you on WeChat. You can contact him tomorrow; it's getting late today," Xia Yingying said, holding her phone with her hands still damp.
"Okay, thank you." Chen Feng gave her an OK sign and walked out of the villa.
After he left, Xia Yingying picked up the door lock, locked the door, and went upstairs.
After taking a shower, Xia Yingying's hair was still damp. She took out some pastries from the refrigerator and sat on the bed to eat them in small bites.
Actually, when she discovered that Chen Feng had been lying to her today, she did feel inexplicably sad.
She didn't want to expose Chen Feng; she was just washing vegetables. The more she thought about it, the more depressed she became, and finally, she couldn't help but blurt it out.
However, she also knew that she had no reason to be angry. In any case, it was his freedom, which is why she said those words to Chen Feng after he apologized.
She just didn't expect that Chen Feng would actually apologize to her properly and even keep trying to coax her.
So she eventually forgave Chen Feng.
She's actually very easy to coax, it's just that... no one has ever coaxed her before.
The next day, Chen Feng and Lin Nian continued panning for gold. Around 10 a.m., Chen Feng turned off the excavator, got out of the car, and dialed that number.
The phone was answered after a few beeps.
Hello, who is this?
It was the voice of a middle-aged man, sounding somewhat refined and gentle.
"Hello, are you Chairman Qi?" Chen Feng greeted him.
"It's me. And you are?"
The person on the other end of the phone seemed puzzled.
"I have two items I'd like to put on our auction. I wonder if Chairman Qi would be willing to take them?" Chen Feng asked bluntly.
How did you get my phone number?
Instead of answering first, Chairman Qi asked this question.
According to the procedure, the goods that are to be put on the auction will first be appraised by his people and then screened.
Normally, you won't get calls to him; even his regular customers know the procedure.
He was a little wary when a stranger suddenly appeared today wanting to sell him goods.
"It was through an acquaintance; otherwise, I wouldn't have known your phone number, right?" Chen Feng didn't say much, but became vague.
"Um, what kind of goods do you want to sell?" Chairman Qi asked after a pause.
The goods that the seller is unwilling to disclose are generally of dubious origin; he actually doesn't like selling these kinds of goods.
Auctions emphasize clear provenance, which doesn't refer to whether the provenance is clean or not, but rather whether it can be traced back to its source.
Someone brings you a painting, claiming it's from a famous artist and has passed through several hands along the way, which can prove its authenticity.
If you suddenly bring in an artifact without saying where it came from or where it was dug up, who would dare to buy it? Even if you obtained it by tomb raiding, you still have to say which grave you took it from, right?
Many cultural relics are actually impossible to distinguish as genuine or fake, and there is no guarantee that all items at his auctions are authentic.
But as long as the source can be traced, it has nothing to do with me. Even if it is a fake painting, it can be traced back to more than a dozen hands, or even hundreds of years ago.
Then the painting must be genuine, and everyone will love to buy it.
If you suddenly bring me a painting by Tang Bohu, claiming it's an heirloom, even if all the evidence suggests it's genuine, no one will believe you.
What does your family do? How come Tang Bohu's paintings have ended up in your possession?
What troubles Chairman Qi the most is this kind of thing. Basically, everything that comes in this way is fake, and there's no way to find a bargain. After all, nobody's a fool.
"Mine is a gold nugget, and it's also a combination of a natural gold and silver ore."
After Chen Feng finished talking about the goods, Chairman Qi was taken aback.
You've been imagining all this for so long, and it turns out what you're selling isn't a cultural relic?
"How big is the gold nugget?"
If it's not a cultural relic, then things are much easier. For example, with a gold nugget like this, you can easily distinguish whether it's natural or artificial by scanning it with an instrument, which is much more convenient, and its origin doesn't matter.
Upon hearing that it was a gold nugget, Chairman Qi lost interest. He could always get those things at auctions, so it wasn't anything special.
"Hmm... sixteen jin, I guess."
After Chen Feng finished speaking, Chairman Qi subconsciously repeated, "Sixteen jin? That's not small..."
"Huh? Sixteen pounds? Are you sure it's really that big?" Chairman Qi suddenly realized and couldn't help but ask.
Holy crap, what does a 16-pound gold nugget mean?!
He received an eleven-pound one last time, which was already quite rare. He never expected to receive a sixteen-pound one this time!
Even at his auctions, such a large gold nugget has never appeared before!
If this thing is real, then it has already broken his auction record.
"Well, it's actually a little more than sixteen jin, but I forgot the exact weight," Chen Feng replied after a moment's thought.
"A little more?!"
Chairman Qi was shocked once again upon hearing this.
Sixteen pounds is rare enough, but I didn't expect his to have even more!
"Hmm, can this be auctioned?" Chen Feng asked.
"Sure, as long as your stuff isn't fake and is genuinely natural," Chairman Qi replied.
"Don't worry, it's really true. I also have a natural diamond-shaped piece. Is that okay too?"
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