"Hahaha!"
"Shen Xue, although you are not a professional in appraisal, and your strengths are in auction, but you have so many antiques, you are too amateur to say such things!"
"Don't speak like this in front of others in the future, otherwise it would be too embarrassing!"
Zhu Deyuan couldn't help laughing when Shen Xue said this.
"Isn't it?"
"Is it that serious?"
"Am I wrong?"
"Isn't the more famous the more valuable it?"
Shen Xue was confused and didn't know what she had said wrong.
"You understand it this way. It's not wrong. It is true that the more famous things are more valuable, but when it comes to antiques, another factor must be considered. Rarity. The rarer the things, the more valuable. The spring plowing picture is very famous. It is a book The book is not a piece of porcelain. The moon vase we saw painted on it was just a picture of spring plowing. Of course, because the picture of spring plowing is very famous, the moon vase is even more famous than others."
"But because few people know the autumn harvest map, it is not known whether there is such a book or not. This forms what we call rarity. The more rare things are, the more valuable they are. The bottle is real. The picture on it is an extremely rare autumn harvest. In this way, its price is actually much higher than that of the spring plowing moon bottle."
Zhu Deyuan explained to Shen Xue in detail.
Shen Xue's face flushed, it turned out that she really had an oolong.
"So how much is the monthly bottle we have now?"
Shen Xue is most concerned about money.
"You just said that Song Yun thinks this monthly bottle is worth about 100 million yuan."
"His opinion and judgment are very accurate. This autumn harvest moon bottle is really worth the price, only high or low. If you run into someone you like very much, or get it at auction, the final price will reach 1. It’s not uncommon to see 50 billion."
Zhu Deyuan sighed inwardly as he spoke. It is precisely because this time that the Autumn Harvest Soil Moon Bottle is so valuable, Song Yun gave up without saying a word. The face was too much for you to take away.
Zhu Deyuan suddenly patted his forehead. This matter has nothing to do with him. This is what Zhao Weijun has to have a headache. It is the favor he owes. Of course he has a share. If it is not for himself, Song Yun and Tang Miao Miao would never give such a face, but anyway, in the end, Zhao Weijun had to find a way to pay off the favor in this matter. He was just playing the drum, not the main person responsible.
"Song Yun, don't you think it's cool?"
"When I said just now that this autumn harvest map moon bottle is cheaper than the spring plough map moon bottle, are you secretly smiling in your heart!"
Shen Xue bit her lips, her pretty face flushed, and she kicked Song Yun fiercely.
"what?"
"Shen Xue, what are you talking about?"
"I was drinking tea just now, I was a little distracted, I didn't hear what you were talking about at all!"
Song Yun was holding a cup of tea in his hand, with a dazed expression, he didn't know what was going on.
Zhu Deyuan couldn't help but gave Song Yun a thumbs up.
"high!"
"It's too high!"
Zhu Deyuan knew very well that Sun Xue was clearly unable to hold on to face, and wanted to vent Song Yun and was in a state of unreasonable peak. At this time, whatever he said was wrong.
Song Yun simply came to pretend to be deaf and dumb, saying that he had just wandered away from the sky, and the way of coping like this was really wonderful.
"Old Zhu, what do you mean by this? Why can't I understand?"
"What you were talking about, I really didn't hear it. After a busy day, I was a little tired. When I was drinking tea just now, I really couldn't bear it, so I just took a nap."
Song Yun absolutely didn't admit it, he had already pretended to be confused, and now he admitted that he had heard what was just now, wouldn't it be that he wanted to die.
Shen Xue looked at Song Yun, who had to pretend to be confused. There was no way at all. Then no matter whether a man or a woman in the world, no one could have a way.
Seeing that the situation was not right, Zhu Deyuan stood up and walked away, leaving the room in a blink of an eye without hesitation.
Song Yun wanted to leave, but he couldn't, because this room was his room, so he could only stay honestly.