Under Li Jing's guidance, the car stopped in front of a self-built villa in the countryside for more than an hour.

After getting off the car, Li Jing walked to the doorbell and rang the doorbell. After a while, an old man in his fifties but his head was gray and came out to open the door.

Ji Wugu looked at Meng Zitao and Yue Xiliang behind Li Jing and said, "Xiao Li, why are you here today? You don't say hello to me in advance!"

"What's wrong? It's so nervous." Li Jing was a little surprised.

Ji Wugu said frowningly: "Hey, my friend called me yesterday and said that the limelight has been tight recently, so I'm careful."

Li Jing said: "Don't worry, don't worry, you won't cause you any trouble. This is my friend, and you should know this too, the champion of the treasure appraisal competition, Teacher Meng."

Meng Zitao nodded to Ji Wugu with a smile.

Ji Wusu's face cleared a little: "You also know my business principles, safety first, and money second."

"Just let it go," Li Jing said with a smile.

"Come in." Ji Wugu asked everyone to enter the house. Before closing the door, he looked outside, as if he was going to do something bad.

Taking everyone to the living room, Ji Wugu asked directly: "Xiao Li, what do you want today?"

Li Jing went straight to the topic: "Teacher Meng wants to pinch cloisonné enamel, I remember you should have it here."

“Yes, and it’s a fine product, but…”

Ji Wugu shrugged: "You guys came here unfortunately, the things have been ordered by someone else."

Meng Zitao was a little depressed. Could it be that his luck was really so bad recently?

"Old Ji, do you want to raise the price?" Li Jing said lightly.

"What do you mean, am I that kind of person?" Ji Wugu glared at him with a beard and looked like he wanted to eat people.

Li Jing smiled and said, "Okay, I don't know your character yet? There shouldn't be a deposit there."

Ji Wugu coughed lightly: "I am also trustworthy, and I can't speak without trust."

"You have credibility?" Li Jing sneered: "Okay, if you want someone to spend money, just say it. Who doesn't know who?"

"You are so ugly. Can you be more gentle? That is to me, if you don't want someone else, you'll have driven you away long ago."

Ji Wugu continued: "You can just want something, just trade fairly. When someone comes, whoever gives more money will be given."

"Look, I'm right, I'm just losing money." Li Jing sneered.

Ji Wugu said carelessly: "Don't laugh at me, it's useless to laugh at me, I just like money."

"Boss Ji, can you take out the things for us to see?" Meng Zitao was not afraid of bidding. As long as the things could meet his requirements, it would be fine to change that thing, it would be more expensive.

"This is OK, you guys are waiting here for a while."

After saying that, Ji Wugu went to the inner room to get things.

Li Jing smiled at Meng Zitao: "Teacher Meng, if nothing unexpected happens, the cloisonné enamel in his hand should be of relatively high value, otherwise he would not do such a business."

"He can easily offend people if he does this." Meng Zitao said.

Unlike the auction market, the most annoying thing about private transactions is to compete with other buyers. If you buy it, you will spend more money. If you don’t buy it, you will be more frustrated when you go home empty-handed. You can’t get it on both sides.

Li Jing said: "Actually, this is related to something he encountered at the beginning. He had a blue and white flower pot from Ming Zhengde in his hand. He originally wanted to keep it for a while before selling it, but someone came to the door to buy it, and the price was not bad. He was asked by the buyer and he sold it to the other party."

"I didn't expect that after a while, he heard the news that the flower jar he sold was sold was sold for 300,000 yuan. He beat his chest and stamped his feet, and regretted it. Three months later, he saw the flower jar in a magazine. It was already sold at the auction at that time, and the transaction price increased tenfold, which was enough for three million."

"After this incident, he felt that buying and selling could not be done. If he thought it was a precious collection, he had to adopt a bidding model."

Meng Zitao smiled and shook his head. It is impossible for you to occupy all the good things in the world alone. You can make any money if you have any channels. Although Ji Wugu does this well, doing this always can easily cause public outrage.

Yue Xiliang said: "He might as well go to the auction."

Li Jing smiled: "Have you forgotten what happened before? Once you were bitten by a snake, you will be afraid of the rope for ten years!"

Meng Zitao and Yue Xiliang both laughed, but this also shows that some of the goods in Ji Wugu’s hands are of unknown origin.

A moment later, Ji Wugu came out with something, but it was a relatively rare cloisonné enamel prayer drum.

The prayer wheel, also known as the "Mani" prayer wheel, Tibetan Buddhism believes that the more you hold the mantra, the more you express your piety towards the Buddha, you will be able to escape the suffering of reincarnation. "The merit of turning the prayer wheel, and one week, is equivalent to reciting the Tripitaka once. The two weeks are equivalent to reciting all Buddhist scriptures. The three weeks are equivalent to eliminating the body, mouth, mind, and sins that have been done... Those who have turned billions of weeks have the merits are equivalent to Guanyin Bodhisattva."

The prayer drums are cylindrical and can be divided into two layers. The prayer drums taken out of Jiwu Gu are covered with blue enamel glaze as the ground, decorated with red, yellow, blue and green colors, and are surrounded by lotus flowers. The outer wall of the inner tube is equipped with six white glaze ground with flame-type backlighting, and the inner wall is decorated with black enamel glaze and written with six characters Sanskrit mantras; the outer tube is hollowed out with four diamond-shaped concealed, and the concealment is connected by copper gilt flat chrysanthemums.

The inner and outer tubes are connected by copper shafts, so that the inner and outer tubes can rotate relatively, and the bottom is decorated with a cross-shaped vajra. The pestle is a gilded four-character regular script signature "made in the Qianlong year".

Overall, this prayer drum is quite exquisite and is a representative work of its kind.

"Old Ji, this is the first time I have seen such a treasure here in you!" Li Jing couldn't help but praise.

Ji Wugu smiled proudly: "I, Old Ji, don't sell tattered goods, it's normal for a little bit of a good baby."

Seeing Ji Wugu's proud look, Li Jing couldn't help but say, "Old Ji, based on my understanding of you, you like to sell such treasures the most. It seems that I don't have that much face yet, so let you take out this treasure."

After seeing the real thing, Li Jing didn't know that Ji Wugu had just said that someone had booked it, it was just an excuse.

Ji Wugu closed his smile and scolded with some displeasure: "Old Li, what do you mean? I shouldn't have taken it out?"

The old god Li Jing said on the ground: "Don't be furious, if you have the ability, you can drive us away."

Ji Wugu was like a child, his expression changed as soon as he said it, and he immediately changed his smile: "With our relationship, how could I do such a thing!"

Li Jing smiled and said, "Then stop talking nonsense. Take a few more items that are eye-catching. You have to give us some soup when you eat meat."

Ji Wugu waved his hand: "A few more items, do you think this is a cabbage, you can have it if you say it!"

"It's not an exaggeration for the three of us to be one person," Li Jing said.

"Then I can only get some crooked melons and cracked dates." Ji Wugu spread his hands.

"I can't let it go. You can always take out two items, otherwise where will I put my face?" Li Jing pointed at himself and said.

"That's it..." Ji Wugu hesitated for a moment and said to Meng Zitao: "Teacher Meng, I don't know what you like? I'll make it clear first that the cloisonné enamel device will be gone."

Meng Zitao replied: "It is best to be cultural relics. If not, porcelain can be done. No matter how good it is, it can be done with fine products."

“This is OK.”

Ji Wugu nodded with a smile, and looked at Yue Xiliang again.

Yue Xiliang said: "I only need porcelain."

"Okay, you guys wait a moment." As he said that, Ji Wugu went back to the inner room to get things.

"Old Li, what puzzle did you just fight?" Yue Xiliang was a little confused.

Li Jing said: "From my understanding of him, more than one person will come here in a while."

Although these words are simple, Meng Zitao and Yue Xiliang both understood the meaning. It was nothing more than Ji Wugu wanted to create an auction effect, and it was even likely that Meng Zitao's name would be even made public.

No wonder, Li Jing was so rude just now, Ji Wugu just pretended to be angry, just like a chameleon.

A moment later, Ji Wugu came out with two things in his hand, one was a seal and the other was a blue and white flower plate from the Qianlong period.

Among them, the seal was carved by Qian Song in the Qing Dynasty using the best Qingtian stone. Qian Song was a person who cannot be ignored in the history of seal carving. Later, he was called the "Eight Schools of Xiling". His seal was first influenced by the Zhejiang School, but later he studied it, traced back to the Han Dynasty and Qin Dynasty, and finally transformed into swordsmanship and seals.

This seal text is cut with a knife and cut in the middle, light and shallow, with elegant and beautiful lines, ancient and thick, and strong three-dimensional sense. It is Qian Song's representative work.

Another blue and white porcelain is also a fine product of Qianlong official kilns, and both items are very rare.

In comparison, the seal is more precious, worth about one million yuan, and the porcelain is worth about 300,000 yuan. In the end, Ji Wugu gave the two discounts. Meng Zitao bought the seal for 920,000 yuan, while Yue Xiliang bought the porcelain for 260,000 yuan.

Next, everyone chatted for a while, and the people informed by Ji Wugu arrived, and a total of four people came. What surprised Meng Zitao was that Xu Xiaofeng actually came too.

When Xu Xiaofeng saw Meng Zitao also, his face looked a little unfavorable. He was still worried about losing last game and he had to win the runner-up. He felt that Meng Zitao had just stepped on the luck of shit and he just lost luck. Logically speaking, the championship should be his.

Meng Zitao could also see Xu Xiaofeng's attitude towards him, but he was too lazy to pay attention to it. Luck is also a manifestation of strength. Besides, if you, Xu Xiaofeng, have no luck at all?

When everyone arrived, a burly boss started talking first: "Lao Ji, if you call us, just show us one thing?"

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Chapter completed!