Chapter 200 Authentic or Fake?
The ears of the two people around Du Anrao suddenly perked up. The mother and son of the Qiu family who were sitting not far from Du Anrao also noticed Du Anrao's abnormality and looked over with concern.
"Miss Du, what happened?"
When Du Anrao heard Ms. Qiu's question, he suddenly remembered that the other party had cooperated with the auction house, and the set of Heart of the Ocean just now was produced by their family.
So I asked tentatively, "Does this auction also sell fakes?"
"Fake?" Ms. Qiu exclaimed, then realized that she had shouted too loudly, and quickly lowered her voice, "Normally not, especially for auction houses like Duobao Pavilion, which have a permanent team of treasure appraisal experts. Under normal circumstances, there will not be such a major mistake as a fake item."
"Yes, if an auction house dares to auction a fake as a genuine product and is discovered later, its reputation will be ruined. Generally, such a mistake will not happen."
Duanrao nodded and said nothing more, as if he accepted what the two said.
Xi Jingyue didn't think so. On the one hand, he believed that Du Anrao would not speak without a purpose. On the other hand, Du Anrao's words just now reminded him of the office of Li Zhaoyang, the head of the public relations department. This person also saw at a glance that the Qing Dynasty peacock blue glaze porcelain he displayed in the room was a fake.
At that time, he did not think much about it. He just thought that Duanrao had foreseen the public relations director's act of replacing the antiques.
Now that she thinks about it more carefully, could it be that she has the ability to appreciate antiques in this area and can tell the authenticity of these antiques at a glance?
As Xi Jingyue was thinking, the host on the stage suddenly smiled and said, "Although this bottle is very beautiful, it is not authentic."
Ms. Qiu: “???”
Qiu Jichen: “???”
Full house of guests: “???”
Xi Jingyue: “…”
After a brief silence, there was a sudden buzz of discussion below.
"What happened? A fake item was sold at the auction? Was it a process error? Or did something go wrong with the treasure appraiser? This should be considered an auction accident, right?"
"No matter what, putting a fake at auction is unacceptable. The auction house must give us an explanation."
"Yes, what is going on? You need to give us an explanation."
The host seemed to have anticipated this result, but he was not panicked at all. He just smiled and raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.
"Everyone, calm down for a moment and let me explain. This antique blue and white chrysanthemum vase from the Yuan Dynasty is indeed a fake, or more precisely, a replica. The original was lost during a war a hundred years ago, which is a pity. To this day, no one knows the whereabouts of this treasure."
"The replica in front of you was made by Mr. Shao, a famous ceramic master, a hundred years ago. Mr. Shao loved this antique blue and white chrysanthemum vase very much. He was very sad when he learned that the vase was lost. He also regretted that the world could no longer see its beautiful structure and texture. So he asked the museum that preserved the vase pattern at that time for a sample drawing, and spent a full three years to copy the vase in front of you."
The host had just finished explaining when there was an uproar in the audience again.
"Mr. Shao? Is he the ceramic master Shao Youdian Shao from a hundred years ago? He is Master Shao who is known as one of the two great masters of contemporary Chinese painting together with the great Chinese painters of that time!"
"One of his early blue and white porcelain vases was auctioned overseas not long ago. The starting price was 30 million, and the final transaction price was as high as 120 million, which is not cheaper than real antiques at all!"
"So that's how it is." After listening to the discussions of the people around them, the mother and son of the Qiu family finally understood why the auction house chose to add the bottle to the auction list even though they knew it was a fake. However...
"How did Miss Du know that this bottle was a fake?"
In an instant, the eyes of everyone around were focused on Duanrao.
Duanrao paused while holding the object, then chuckled and said, "Actually, it's because I happened to see a news report about the loss of this bottle. When I saw it just now, I was wondering if this thing was unfortunately lost? Could it be found? I didn't expect that there is such a thing as a master imitation."
This reason was reasonable. Ms. Qiu felt that it was not that simple. However, since Duanrao said so, she did not want to delve into it further. She nodded in understanding and let the matter go.
Only the two people sitting next to Duanrao knew the truth.
[Of course it’s because the real one is now placed on the incense table in the main hall of my shabby Taoist temple for flower arrangement.]
Xi Jingyue: “???”
Jiang Changbin: “!!!”
What the hell? Your Taoist temple uses antiques as vases for flower arrangement? How rich are you? How dare you do this?
Fortunately, Du Anrao didn't know what the two were thinking, otherwise he would definitely complain. Although it was an antique, wasn't it originally made to be used as a vase? Besides, her broken Taoist temple itself was an antique. It was just an antique vase to put flowers in. What was the big deal?
While a few people were still debating whether the bottle was real or not, some guests who already loved the shape and texture of the bottle could not wait to start bidding.
Because it is a masterpiece and it has the gimmick of lost antiques, and lost treasures cannot be found, then this thing is unique. Under this banner, the starting price of this vase is higher than the previous jade pendants, calligraphy and paintings.
"Five million."
"Six million."
"Seven million."
“…”
It has to be said that the celebrity effect is really effective. Within a few minutes, this vase imitated by a famous master was sold at a high price of 35 million to a wealthy businessman who loves collecting old artifacts.
The subsequent lots were also fairly standard, with the overall transaction price not being less than 10 million, but there were no huge lots exceeding 100 million either.
Du Anrao waited for a long time and finally saw the big stone she had been longing for.
When the gray raw stone was pushed onto the stage in a glass cover, many people were stunned for a moment, as if they had not expected that there would be such a shabby thing among the items for auction.
"Next is our lot No. 18, a rough stone provided by a mysterious rich man, weighing 18 kilograms..."
The host was still praising this unremarkable stone with great passion and passion, but in the eyes of the people below, nothing he said was as attractive as the first sentence "mysterious rich man".
"What mysterious rich man would collect such a broken stone?"
"That's right. I'm afraid I was cheated by the stone dealer. The crack in the middle of the stone means that this rough stone will never produce green. It's a complete waste of money to buy it."
"Boss Zhou is an expert in this area. You must be right if you say so."
The people below were talking about it, and the host's next words implicitly confirmed this point.
"The only request of this rich man is that the auctioneer can openly cut the stone in front of him after bidding for it. So, guests who are interested in this rough stone, please pay attention. Its starting price is fifty thousand."
(End of this chapter)
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