Chapter 55 [007] Trust Is Enough

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That gold wrong knife can't be sold, so Yang Zimei also took out another Pisces plate that she bought, "Mr. Song, help me identify this."

"Oh? Do you have anything else?" Song Xuan carefully took the Pisces plate from her hand in surprise, and picked up the magnifying glass to examine it carefully.

He is a person who has a persistent love for antiques. When he is involved in the appraisal, he immediately becomes extremely focused and serious, thus forgetting the stab wound just now.

Yang Zimei likes to see his serious and focused look, with a certain kind of detached elegance.

Song Xuan put down the magnifying glass in his hand, looked up at her, just slammed into her black eyes, his heart jumped again, hurriedly avoided, and lowered his head to caress the pair of fish plates, "This is the Northern Song Dynasty Dingyao Yin Liu The double fish plate is depicted with a gold buckle and a waist. Ding kiln is one of the five famous kilns in the Northern Song Dynasty. The plate has six flower mouths, an open tank, a folded waist, a short circle foot, white glaze inside and outside, the circle foot is covered with glaze, and the mans mouth is gilded. The inner wall depicts Pisces, with smooth lines, vivid images and superb craftsmanship, were the supplies of the harem in the court at that time."

"How much is it worth?" Yang Zimei was most concerned about this at this time.

"The market price is about 380,000 yuan. If it is auctioned, it may be higher. It depends on the collector's preference. Some collectors only love this Ding kiln porcelain."

"Does Mr. Song want to acquire this?"

Song Xuan looked up at her, "Zi Mei, you seem to have a special feeling for antiques, but you don't have enough knowledge. In two days, there will be an antique auction in our city A. I wonder if you are interested in seeing it? And your Pisces plate, if you want a higher price, I can help you put it at the auction, how about it?"

As soon as he heard that there was an antique auction, Yang Zimei naturally wanted to see, "I want to go."

"Okay, at nine o'clock the day after tomorrow, you come here to find me, and I'll go with you." Song Xuan was very happy when she saw her promise.

"Thank you, Mr. Song." Yang Zimei raised his eyes and looked at the rows of books about antiques on the bookshelf, "Ten years ago, Mr. Song said that he wanted to teach me about antiques, but I missed the appointment. I wonder if I can still fulfill it now? "

"I've been waiting." Song Xuan smiled, and he was waiting for her words.

"I'm in school now, and I'll come to study with you every Saturday and Sunday. Usually, you can lend me some books, okay?"

"Yeah." Song Xuan nodded, got up and took out a copy of "An Introduction to Antique Appreciation" from the bookshelf and handed it to Yang Zimei, "You should read this first, and then learn other fine knowledge one by one."

"Okay." Yang Zimei took the book as thick as a brick, "Thank you, Mr. Song."

"Zimei, if this pair of fish plate wants to enter the auction, I have to take it to register for appraisal first, otherwise, I can't enter the auction exhibition hall." Song Xuan looked at the pair of fish plate and said.

"Well, then stay here, you help me take care of it." Yang Zimei can trust Song Xuan's character, and he feels to her that even if everyone in the world deceives her, he will not be the same.

"Thank you for your trust in me." Song Xuan was very happy to see that she was not wary of herself at all.

"You deserve my trust." Yang Zimei looked at him and said, "Mr. Song is the person with the most noble character I have ever met, just like this Zhilan."

Having received such praise from her, Song Xuan felt as if he was stepping on the clouds, a little light.

As long as she trusts him, all this is enough.

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