Ma Jie nodded and said, "That's right, but it shouldn't be that simple, right?"

Xu Zhizhi looked at Zhou Xiru.

"You don't even know the vase is real or fake. Why are you doing so excited?" Zhou Xiru smiled.

"I want a Ru porcelain!" Xu Zhizhi said seriously.

"I know, don't worry, this kind of ring match needs to be waited, do you understand?" Zhou Xiru just looked at the rules. This attack requires a lottery, two million at a time. The rules say that the lottery will be doubled. That is to say, the first person to watch the goods is 2 million, the second person is 4 million, and the third person is 8 million...

Zhou Xiru really wants to ask, who can think of this rule?

No one watches the goods for more than twenty minutes. Even if the attacker loses, he needs to seal the platform. This price is the sum of everything on the lottery platform multiplied by 2.

Whether it is Wang Houzi or Tu Xingsun, as long as he loses tonight, he will suffer a serious injury in the short term and even face the risk of bankruptcy.

This is almost the same as snatching territory in ancient times. If you hold a knife and chop it, the loser will naturally have nothing.

Although Dou Gu did not have any worries about life, this bloodless war is also very cruel.

If any party loses, it will also be difficult to think about it for a while and choose to hang himself into the river...

Under Wang Houzi's urging, an old man wearing a navy blue robe and thin and dark slowly walked to the front desk.

When he saw the old man, Zhou Xiru was stunned for a moment. She knew this person.

At the antique exchange meeting of Qinghe Primary School in Jinling, he once had the little golden dragons from the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and they were all so cute.

"This old man is Tu Xingsun?" Zhou Xiru asked in a low voice.

"Yes!" Ma Jie nodded.

Tu Xingsun walked to the front desk, spat fiercely, and cursed: "Wang Houzi, Tu Xingsun and you have never been in a good way. If you hadn't done too much, I could have ordered you? Do you have any reason?"

"Do you really think that everyone in our family is dead. You go to bully a scholar?" Tu Xingsun sneered, "If you have something to do, come to me. What's your ability to bully a scholar?"

"I'm coming for you now." Wang Houzi was not timid at all and said loudly, "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, the surname Sun, if you lose tonight..."

"Don't worry, my old man lost tonight, I'll apologize for death!" Tu Xingsun sneered.

As Tu Xingsun spoke, he walked directly to the color platform and placed a brocade box in his hand on the table.

Cao Tianxiang opened the brocade box, took out a bronze mirror from it, looked carefully, and nodded, "The bronze mirrors of the Tang Dynasty are real, well preserved, and the market price is about 800,000 to 1 million, not worth 2 million."

Tu Xingsun glanced at him and sneered: "Director Cao is very dedicated?"

Cao Tianxiang just smiled.

Tu Xingsun Kailai came a one million cash check, slapped it on the table, and asked, "Can you see the goods?"

Cao Tianxiang looked at the amount on the cash check, nodded, and said, "Please!"

The triangular vase of Ru kiln in the Song Dynasty was invited out, and Cao Tianxiang turned the hourglass placed on the table one side.

Tu Xingsun was wearing glasses, holding a magnifying glass, looking at the bottom of the bottle, the body of the bottle, the mouth of the bottle, the traces of the opening, direction, color, glaze color...

In ten minutes, it was in a blink of an eye, and Tu Xingsun was sweating profusely on his head.

"Mr. Sun, how?" Cao Tianxiang asked, "The time is up."

Tu Xingsun stood up, his face looked very bad, and turned around and walked towards the audience.

Wang Houzi was very proud and said loudly: "Tu Xingsun, it's still time for you to seal the market!"

Tu Xingsun turned around and looked at him without saying a word.

"If Tu Xingsun sealed the market now, how much money would he have to pay?" Xu Zhizhi asked in a low voice.

"The market price of the triangular vase of Ru kiln in the Song Dynasty plus the 2 million on the colored table, multiplied by 2." Zhou Xiru said, "Uncle, is that what is the calculation?"

"That's what it should be." Ma Jie nodded and said.

Xu Zhiyi began to surf the price of Ru kilns in the Song Dynasty online. For him, things that could be solved with money were not a problem...

Why can't Ru kiln vases be auctioned happily? Why don't you flirt with it if you don't sell them?

"Hey!" Ma Jie saw Xu Zhiyi looking down at his phone and asked Zhou Xiru in a low voice, "What is Mr. Xu doing?"

"Look at how much the Ru kiln vase costs, he wants it." Zhou Xiru said angrily, "He saw the porcelain as if he saw--"

"I saw exquisite porcelain, just like seeing you." Xu Zhiyi looked up and said directly.

Zhou Xiru was stunned for a moment and smiled and said, "I know I am very beautiful, but I am not a vase-shaped beauty."

"Miss Zhou, aren't you watching the goods?" Ma Jie smiled, "It's coming in twenty minutes. If no one looks at the goods, Tu Xingsun will lose."

"Someone will see it!" Zhou Xiru said in a low voice.

The triangular vase of Ru kiln in the Song Dynasty - it is so tempting. Most of the people who come today are for antiques. How could they miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

As long as you can identify the authenticity of this vase, you can take everything on the colored table into your pocket. Naturally, you can also become famous and truly gain both fame and fortune.

Sure enough, after Zhou Xiru said this, a young man came to the stage very unfairly.

Why do you say he is not serious? The main reason is that this person is not serious. He is shaking one leg, holding a cigarette in his mouth, a thick gold necklace hanging around his neck, and naturally there are small watches on his wrist...

This man is dressed in a suit and is a typical underworld standard.

"Old man, how much does it cost to see goods now?" the underworld asked with his legs on the chair and put his cigarette in his mouth.

"Four million!"

Although the underworld doesn't look serious, the cash check is issued very quickly. Someone on Wang Houzi's side actually checked the cash check, which surprised Zhou Xiru.

"Can you see the goods?" asked the underworld.

"Uncle, who is this person?" Zhou Xiru asked in a low voice.

It was rare that Ma Jie shook his head and whispered: "I don't know you."

"Sir, please see the goods!" Cao Tianxiang said, and was about to turn the hourglass over.

"Wait!" said the underworld with a smile, "Director Cao, an unscrupulous young man like me, can only barely recognize a few big words. How can he understand antiques or something?"

As he said that, he turned around and walked down, holding an old lady with silver silk onto the stage.

"Grandma, just take a look. Money is fine, but I will make money for your grandson." This unscrupulous young man in the underworld respects the old lady very much.

The old lady nodded, sat down on the chair, and said to Cao Tianxiang: "Boy Cao, show me the things."

Cao Tianxiang flipped the hourglass directly, the old lady took out the vase from the brocade box, and began to carefully check...

"Aru, does this old lady look very powerful?" Xu Zhiyi whispered.
Chapter completed!