Chapter 195： 195 tripod stand

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The price is not low, it can even be said to be very high, even if you go to the auction house, you may not be able to shoot this price.

Wu Qing and Deng Yuanyang originally wanted to speak, but Ji Mingchun raised the price on this one, and they were not good to speak again.

"To be honest, if this is really Xiao Xiangzi's work, maybe I'm really tempted to sell it." Mr. Long shook his head gently: "But this unicorn against India is a collaboration between Xiao Xiangzi and a woman named Xu, which is no longer measurable by money. Is treasured, I won’t sell it."

"It's such a shame."

Obviously, Ji Mingchun also knew that Mr. Long did not lack money and had a very deep background.

"Okay, the game continues, I won't disturb you anymore." Mr. Long finished and turned to the three judges, lowering his voice: "It will be the boy's turn later, remember to call me."

"Row."

The three judges nodded. After Mr. Long left with Captain Zhong, Wu Qingcai coughed slightly, and then started the [Qianfeng Jingxiu] on the side, wearing a pair of white gloves.

"Three people, this [Qianfeng Jingxiu], let’s not look at the painting first. Let’s look at the word first. There is only one wearing character in the registration. In landscape paintings, although there are a lot of wearing characters in the painting, you can be good at both poetry and poetry. Dai Qirui is the only one who is good at landscape painting." Wu Qing smirked.

This time, Wu Qing did not regard Yang Ning as a marginal man again. Although his posture was still there, his eyes stayed on Yang Ning for the longest time. Obviously Yang Ning's previous two performances attracted him enough attention.

"Dai Qirui, would it be Dai Qizong's brother?" Deng Yuanyang suddenly said: "At that time, Dai Qizong followed King Kang's southern warfare and made great achievements. Later, he was sealed as a first-class Duke, and then further, it was a different surname. I still listen to it. It is said that some people praise Dai Qirui for his brother Dai Qizong in order to frustrate him, and Dai Qirui also strives to rely on this immersive landscape painting, which has a great reputation in the high-level circle, even some Belleggers. He is called Master Dai. Later, when Dai Qizong died in battle, King Kang relied on his merits, and gave Dai a death-free gold medal. At the same time, Dai Qirui was sealed as a master painter."

"Dai Qirui's works are only confined to the upper circles, but they are not famous at the middle and lower levels, but his works are of high quality, and they are not touted as hype. They are entirely based on strength. Even Yong Wang and Hong Wang have also succeeded in ascending the throne. "I am amazed by Dai Qirui's works." Ji Mingchun shook his head: "It's a pity that I don't know much about Dai Qirui, I only know these."

"Mr. Ji is too humble. In our circle, how many people dare to speak in front of Mr. Ji?" Wu Qing laughed, his mentality is similar to that of Deng Yuanyang. Anyway, Ji Mingchun has lost his competitiveness. Ji Mingchun himself is very clear.

Ji Mingchun didn't care about Wu Qing's praise. Why didn't he know what the two men were thinking? He looked at Yang Ning and said calmly: "Boy, tell me what you think."

Yang Ning felt that his previous performance was a bit too high-key. Although he knew quite well about this [Qianfeng Jingxiu], he still planned to get confused for a while, so he put on an embarrassing appearance.

"Actually, I was the first to hear the name Dai Qirui."

Ji Mingchun couldn't help frowning, but he quickly unfolded. He insulted himself for being impaired. He asked a 17- or 18-year-old guy that it was not easy to get this step. If you know everything, not only him, but even Deng Yuanyang and Wu Qing will raise a depression that has lived on the dog for decades.

"It's not easy to get to this point. You are still young. You are stronger than the three of us alone."

Ji Mingchun patted Yang Ning's shoulder with a smile. He had no complaints about Yang Ning. With his identity and experience, if he was hostile to a young man just because of such a trivial matter, and even held a grudge, then it was handed over to him. The Ji family is afraid that the mountain will become thinner.

"So troublesome to estimate the price."

Wu Qing secretly sighed in relief. It can be said that he attached great importance to Yang Ning. After all, in the first two analyses, Yang Ning performed very well, especially for the identification of Kirin against India, which made him raise a face. Peer pressure.

"Dai Qirui's works rarely flow into the market, and the existing ones are also hidden by private collectors, but as long as they are ancient products, they will have a price." Ji Mingchun said lightly: "Considering the ornamental nature of Ji Mingchun's paintings and his royal family The identity of the master painter, as well as the affirmation of the three generations of emperors, the value of the work is no less than the handwriting of the first talent Ji Ji in the Hong Emperor period, and even higher than that. My personal point of view, this painting is estimated at Six million."

"Six million?" Obviously, Wu Qing was not very satisfied with this estimate, but he did not reveal it.

Ji Mingchun is definitely out of the game, so whatever he wants to say, Deng Yuanyang has to think carefully. If he says it low, the offender will not say it, and the judges will give him a lower score, but if he says it higher, does it not prove that Wu Qing More discerning than him? After all, his Ding Kiln Porcelain has a valuation of 5 million.

Deng Yuanyang, who looked a little hesitant, immediately smiled when he saw Yang Ning when he had a headache: "Boy, why don't you come first?"

Wu Qing and Ji Mingchun both shouted shamelessly in the bottom of their hearts. Yang Ning did not mind being used as a gun barrel. He smiled and said: "I don't know much about Dai Qirui, but the foundations of Ji Ji just now have a good eye. I compared these years. Regarding the transaction price of Ji's handbook, I think the valuation given by Mr. Ji is very pertinent. I agree with this valuation."

Regarding this [Qianfeng Jingxiu], the estimated value given by the system is 1.68 million. Depending on the urine of the system, the actual valuation does indeed fluctuate in the range of 6 million.

Wu Qing plucked the white beard at the chin and smiled: "I don't know how Mr. Deng views this picture?"

Deng Yuanyang's face was as usual, and he smiled: "Since President Ji and this guy have estimated the price of six million yuan, I naturally follow the crowd."

Just now, Deng Yuanyang thought a lot. He found that, except for Ji Mingchun, he is actually standing on the same starting line with Yang Ning and Wu Qing.

Although Wu Qing's "Qianfeng Jingxiu" pressed him in valuation, he just made up for this by his incorrect valuation of Dingyao porcelain. Despite his outstanding performance, Yang Ning did not understand Dai Qirui. The valuation of 6 million was also unfounded, and the three judges will inevitably deduct points.

Therefore, in terms of form, the three-legged momentum is still maintained, so the only success or failure is this next round.

What Deng Yuanyang can think of, Wu Qing and Ji Mingchun can naturally think too, but Ji Mingchun has already been considered to be out of the game early, so he did not care too much, and Wu Qing secretly exchanged a look with Deng Yuanyang, the intention is very obvious, the success or failure will cover the coffin in this round Conclusion.

"This stuff...short blade...wrong, dagger?"

When Yang Ning picked up the rusty dagger, unlike Wu Qing and Deng Yuanyang, Ji Mingchun was the first to come together. After all, he was out early, so there is no pressure, and there is no need to die of brain cells. Count success or failure.

"Wait a moment." Yang Ning was about to speak, but the judges came to a stop.

Yang Ning looked puzzled, and one of the judges said: "Wait for Mr. Long to come and start."

Soon, Mr. Long appeared, he glanced at the rusty dagger on the table, frowned secretly, and then sat down.

"Go ahead." The judge who stopped earlier said.