602: Cai Ningxuan (3)

Cai Ningxuan (3)

When the auction began, almost no one bid on the item.1

In fact, the first bid was a bit more than one thousand dollars. The bid did not even reach two thousand dollars.

The person who bid obviously knew that this vase was a counterfeit.

In the end, the vase was sold for one thousand and eight hundred dollars. It was basically the same as the price that Jian Yiling had guessed.

However, the final price of the vase seemed to mock Cai Qinyue's previous words.

On the other hand, Jian Yiling did not think too much into the situation.

She merely looked at the vase from a scientific perspective.

For example, she looked at the ink of the calligraphy and the material used in constructing the item. Therefore, if the material appeared after the dynasty mentioned, it was undoubtedly a counterfeit.

The person who made the blue and white porcelain vase had made an obvious mistake. The stamp that they used on the vase was incorrect.

Therefore, there was no need to go up close to determine the authenticity of the vase.

Then, the second auction item came out.

It was a painting.

"Sister, what do you think about this painting?" Wen Cheng asked Wen Nuan.

"I'm not sure. I need to take a closer look at it," Wen Nuan replied.

This painting could not be judged from a distance. She needed to be up close to observe it.

"Okay. Let's go down to take a closer look."

Wen Cheng's thoughts on this matter were the same.

Thus, Wen Cheng asked the woman wearing a cheongsam to take them down for a closer look.

In addition, Wen Cheng invited Jian Yiling to come along. However, Jian Yiling shook her head and declined.

After Jian Yiling refused, Wen Cheng did not ask his daughter Wen Ruo to join him.

When Wen Ruo noticed this, her face went pale.

Wen Cheng did not ask Wen Ruo to come along because he knew that she had little talent in antique identification.

Wen Ruo was talented at drawing and calligraphy. He recognized her ability in these aspects. However, she was less talented when it came to identifying antiques.

As a result, Wen Cheng did not want his daughter to make a fool of herself. That was the reason why he did not invite her.

However, Wen Ruo did not think this way. She was shocked that her father invited Jian Yiling and not her when he was planning to go and identify a painting. This really hurt her self-esteem.

Then, when Wen Cheng and Wen Nuan returned from observing the painting, they continued to talk. Cai Qinyue and Wen Ruo could not contribute anything to the conversation.

Finally, Wen Cheng decided to not participate in the bidding. He wasn't sure about the authenticity of the painting.

Then, the auction continued.

When a folding fan appeared onto the stage for auction, Cai Qinyue could not hold herself back anymore.

Cai Qinyue asked her daughter: "What do you think about this fan?"

Wen Ruo commented: "I think it's pretty good. I can't pick out any faults from the painting and the words on the fan."

"Do you think it's authentic?"

"I think so."

"I agree," Cai Qinyue replied. She liked the fan on the stage. Therefore, she wanted to bid for it.

"Husband, I want the folding fan. Can you help me bid on it?"

Wen Cheng frowned: "This folding fan… It might have some problems."

Wen Nuan turned around to convince her sister-in-law as well: "The painting and words on this folding fan seem to be a bit strange."

Wen Nuan did not dare to be absolute with her words.

Even an expert in this area could easily make a mistake from time to time.

Therefore, Wen Nuan could only be vague with her words.

This place was basically gambling.

However, Cai Qinyue was unwilling to listen to Wen Nuan's words. Right now, she was still quite upset.

"Why don't we go down there to take a look then? If you notice a problem with the fan, then I will not bid for it."

Although Cai Qinyue said these words, in her heart, she was determined to buy the folding fan already.

As Wen Nuan did not want Cai Qinyue to be scammed, she decided to follow them down to the first floor to carefully observe the fan.

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