The real antique transaction was not as fun as Jian Jing imagined.

The first ugly bull to come on stage brought a blue and white plate, which was said to be from the Yongzheng period. The plate was placed on a long table, and anyone present could view it. Three cameras monitored the whole process to avoid accidents.

Porcelain is a large category of antiques, easy to identify and value-preserving, so many people planned to take a look.

Shen Hou and Wu Ma talked about the identification of porcelain. The two of them frequently used professional terms (jargon?), and Jian Jing didn't understand a single word.

After a lot of effort, the identification was over and it was finally time for the bidding.

Unlike the fierce auction in the novel, the bidding process was very dull: the two sides chatted, quoted prices and bargained, and if it was okay, they would make a deal. If not, they would return to their seats and others would take over.

The next Tiger traded a violin, which seemed to be made by a master. It was very expensive and was directly offered at over a million.

There was only one buyer, a foreign blonde woman wearing an evening dress, and her badge was a puppy. She made a decisive bid, as if she was determined to win.

Jane Rabbit did not participate.

The Dragon was a jade carving with an abstract style, said to be from the Han Dynasty.

The texture of the jade carving was extremely good, and the light shone down, the luster was warm and hazy, and it was obviously a good item at first glance. Many members were whetted their appetites and began to appreciate it with great interest.

Jane Rabbit felt bored and simply left to go to the deck to get some fresh air.

The ship had already sailed to the vast ocean, with no islands in front and no continents behind. The starlight from hundreds of millions of years ago shone on the endless ocean and the vast mountains and rivers.

Faintly, voices came from the shadows.

"... Bronze head... One million..."

"It can't be measured by money..."

She was about to get closer to listen carefully, but although the footsteps were silent, the shadow on the deck shook noticeably because the moon broke through the clouds.

The person immediately stopped talking and walked away quickly.

Jian Jing felt it was a pity, and was worried about the whereabouts of the bronze head, so she hurried back to the hall.

The public trade fair was also coming to an end.

Rat announced: "Next, we will start anonymous transactions."

The waiter came in with a tray of fish and replaced drinks and meals for everyone. There was a special menu left on the plate. In addition to the normal drinks and snacks, there were three photos with numbers. Jian Jing

took a quick look and found that there were only three things in total.

A Buddhist scripture from the Tang Dynasty, from Dunhuang.

A bronze statue from Beijing.

A golden scepter from America.

She gasped.

Although there were no photos of the three collections and no explicit statement, the words between the lines confirmed people's guesses.

Rat said: "Considering that some customers are participating in anonymous transactions for the first time, I reiterate the rules: the seller entrusts me to conduct the transaction, and the buyer cannot know the seller's true identity. Similarly, to protect the buyer's privacy, the seller will not know who purchased it."

He looked around and announced concisely and forcefully: "Everyone has one night to think about it, and a secret photo shoot will be conducted at this time tomorrow."

The rich man Haizhu who had met before was the first to speak: "Wait, where are the things? You don't show us the real thing, How to identify whether it is real or fake? "

Zi Shu made a calming gesture: "Several collections are very valuable and fragile, so they are arranged in three safe rooms. Collection No. 1 is in safe room No. 1, No. 2 is in room No. 2, and No. 3 is in room No. 3. You can go and check it out at any time before 7 o'clock tomorrow night. But because the collection is very valuable, only one person is allowed to enter at a time. There are security guards guarding the door 24 hours a day. Please understand."

Hai Zhu asked again: "How are we going to shoot tomorrow?"

"I will be waiting for you in the auction room after 7pm tomorrow night." Rat introduced the rules in detail, "Anyone can find me there between 19:00 and 22:00 and make an offer. After 22:00, I will tell everyone the result of the auction individually - do you have any other questions?" Everyone

began to exchange glances and whisper.

Jian Jing asked Wei Yang: "Do you want to go and take a look?"

"You can tell at a glance that you have no experience in antique appraisal." Wei Yang took out a cigarette and waved his hand, "It will take at least a few hours for someone who knows the business to appraise it. It's not our turn tonight, so let's talk about it tomorrow."

Jian Jing originally wanted to go and see something new, but after hearing what she said, she thought it made sense and decided to go back to the cabin to rest.

Before going to bed, Si Yingjie sent a strange smiley expression and asked: [How is it?]

Jian Jing: [Troubled]

He: [? ? ?]

She: [Asleep]

The guests all sleep in the sea view rooms, but even if there is a window facing the sea, the indoor space is still not large, and it is somewhat stuffy. In addition, there was a storm at night, and in the second half of the night, the yacht was up and down with the waves, shaking people uncomfortably.

Jian Jing didn't know whether she fell asleep or fainted. When

she woke up the next day, she felt very haggard.

But when she looked in the mirror... she was still a radiant young girl.

All right.

She got up for breakfast and met many guests with panda eyes in the restaurant. If yesterday afternoon, everyone was curious and a little excited, today it became uneasy and excited.

The old man codenamed Shenhou was also there, drinking Tieguanyin slowly. Sitting next to him was an elderly woman with white hair, who was drinking English tea and had a rooster badge on her chest.

Jian Jing came over with a plate, greeted her and asked, "Have you finished looking?"

Shenhou said "hmm" with a complicated expression, "It doesn't look fake."

"You are best at things from the Qing Dynasty. Even you say it is, so I think it's almost right. Besides, the age determined by the instrument is also correct." The old woman nodded kindly at Jian Jing, "Sit down, you are also interested in this."

Jian Jing asked, "I'm curious, will anyone buy it?"

"We are discussing this issue." The old woman said slowly, "If the price is not high, we can pool our money and buy it. Although I have immigrated for decades, I still have this awareness."

But the Monkey was very stubborn: "No, it was originally ours. If we pay this money, can we buy the remaining ones back?"

The old woman asked back: "Then what are you going to do? Offer a high price and let it fail to sell?"

The Monkey said: "I will talk to the Rat and find the seller."

"They remain anonymous because they don't want others to know about them." The old woman disagreed. "Rat won't tell you. This is the rule. Otherwise, how can the future trade fairs go on?"

Monkey: "Let's try it first. I'll also find out about the backgrounds of the others - do you know anyone?"

The old woman said: "Dog is French, a very famous musician, and he came here for the violin."

Jane thought quietly, that was the foreign blonde lady from yesterday.

The old woman said, "The four people, Ox, Tiger, Dragon, and Snake, can speak Chinese fluently, but they may not all be Chinese."

Monkey said, "They are either Japanese, Korean, or overseas Chinese from Southeast Asia."

"I don't know about that. Asians don't look very different." The old woman said, "But there is a young man with a very obvious mixed-race face."

Monkey nodded and said firmly, "No matter what, I will stop this transaction."

The old woman comforted him, "There will always be a way. Okay, I have to go to bed. I've been working so hard all night, and my old bones are falling apart."

Jian Jing said goodbye and really started breakfast.

Cereal, bacon, fried eggs, sandwiches, fried rice, donuts, and some fruits.

The taste was neither good nor bad, and was at the daily level of a five-star breakfast.

Then, of course, they lined up to see the three anonymous collections.

No one was there for the golden scepter No. 3, so she was able to admire it quietly.

The scepter was not made entirely of gold. The lower part might be gold-plated, and only the handle was gold. It was inlaid with ancient opals, and the patterns were complex and exquisite, full of an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

Jian Jing couldn't help holding her breath. Perhaps in terms of craftsmanship and materials, collection No. 3 was the most precious. In the long river of time, the gold has never faded, and it still exudes a hazy golden light, full of charm.

But no matter how good the scepter was, Jian Jing was just looking at it.

She didn't know its history and had no interest in its origin. Similarly, she didn't care who would end up with it.

There was someone in room No. 1. She waited for a while and met the other person.

It was Tiger.

He was a tall and thin man, who had nothing to do with the burly tiger. He was wearing a black suit. He nodded politely to Jian Jing and left without saying a word.

The Buddhist scriptures were in the safe.

The security guard at the door asked her to go through a security check to make sure she was not carrying any destructive items before allowing her to enter.

The indoor space was not large, and there were surveillance cameras in all four corners.

She walked closer and carefully examined the Buddhist scriptures.

Under the direct strong light, the traces of paper repairs could be clearly seen, and the pages were so brittle that one felt they would break if touched. There was a note on the glass cabinet saying that this collection was already very fragile and must be kept in a closed environment with constant temperature and humidity, and it was not allowed to be touched.

It was so quiet that she couldn't tell whether it was real or fake, and soon she became bored.

She wanted to see collection No. 2.

But the security guard said someone was there.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, the person inside still hadn't come out.

She had no choice but to look for another place.

One afternoon, she met the Monkey and the Ox chatting in the teahouse. Their voices were so low that she couldn't hear them clearly. She also met the Horse who was negotiating business for a foreign noblewoman and the Sheep .

At 4 o'clock, safe No. 2 was finally empty.

She finally saw the bronze head.

Frankly speaking, as a component of a building, its craftsmanship and appearance are not magnificent or stunning. It is just an ordinary water outlet. At best, the material is particularly good, the forging is simple, and it is full of historical charm.

But no one could just sit there and watch it, thinking it was just an ordinary bronze statue.

Jian Jing asked the system: "Can this be used to identify whether it is real or fake?"

System: [Host, please draw a card]

She spent 5 points to symbolically draw once.

The system tacitly gave her a prop card.

[Name: Prop Card·Identification (1/1)]

[Description: Can identify the age, composition and craftsmanship of an item. Only for use in this copy. It will be automatically destroyed after leaving the map.]

[Note: Disposable item, 100% authenticity]

Jian Jing used this prop card. Then, she was silent.

There are cameras in all four corners, the glass is explosion-proof glass, and it is also equipped with anti-theft devices. Not to mention that she is unprepared with nothing, even Kidd would have to spend some effort.

Irritated.

She left with a gloomy face.

Before seven o'clock, people gathered in the hall one after another. It is necessary to describe the environment in detail here, which is crucial to what happens later.

First of all, the hall is located on the fourth floor, and it is decorated like a buffet today.

The long table is full of seafood, king crabs, oysters, yellow croaker, tuna, Australian lobster... The dishes are extremely rich. There are also staple foods such as seafood rice, abalone porridge, sushi, and desserts such as tiramisu, macarons, and donuts.

Drinks are also indispensable, including red wine, champagne, whiskey, Maotai, and sake, fully considering the tastes of different guests.

There are two entrances to the hall, one in the corridor and the other leading to a long narrow passage. Follow this path to a separate waiting room.

The waiting room has three exits, leading to safe rooms 1, 2 and 3. There, everyone can confirm the authenticity of the collection again and consider whether to bid.

Go into the safe room and go out from another exit to reach the auction room.

There, the Rat receives everyone's bids.

At 22:00, the auction ends.

At the same time, the collection in the safe room will be put into a large safe to prevent any problems with the collection.

At 22:30, he will announce the results.

The Rat announced to everyone: "This arrangement protects the privacy of buyers to the greatest extent. No one will know which item you bought or how much you bid. You can rest assured."

Such a meticulous arrangement should have been praised by the guests.

However, most people had blank expressions on their faces - not numbness and indifference, but more like they were trying their best to suppress their mental activities, fearing that others would see through them.

Jian thought quietly, very good, it seemed that tonight's trading meeting would not be peaceful.