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Ming Dynasty, Ru kiln, amphorae, these are not uncommon, but the rare thing is the red glaze.

Moreover, the glaze color of this amphora is bright red, which is even more rare.

It was rare for Su Mo to see such a rare cultural relic, and he couldn't help but said: "The bright red glaze can be traced back to the Yongle period and was fired by the Jingdezhen kiln."

"This amphora has pure tones, bright colors, smooth texture, and is well preserved. It is a rare treasure."

"The price is far higher than Jiangtian Muxue."

When she talked about this, her beautiful fox eyes were filled with light.

Gu Chen's heart beat slightly and asked: "Oh? Why?"

Su Mo glanced at him: "The Eight Scenes of Xiaoxiang can be traced back to the Tang Dynasty poet Liu Yuxi's "The God of Xiaoxiang". Later, the eight scenes painted by Song Di were proposed in Shen Kuo's "Mengxi Bi Tan", namely Pingsha Luoyan, Dongting There are eight sceneries such as the autumn moon and the night rain in Xiaoxiang. However, before Song Di, there were eight sceneries, and there were countless eight sceneries painted by later generations."

"There are many poems and paintings of the Eight Scenes, but red glaze is the opposite. It requires precise control of temperature and glaze."

“At that time, it was almost a matter of chance, which required the right time, location, and people to be fired.”

"Today, we are lucky to see one."

Su Mo turned to look at Jingze: "Senior, I think your grandpa will also like this as a birthday gift."

Jingze shook his head: "No, let's give him the painting."

Su Mo sighed with regret.

Jingze said: "If you like it, why not take a photo."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Gu Chen next to him holding up a sign: "2000 million."

The starting price was 1000 million, and he doubled the bid.

Not only Su Mo, but also most of the people present were speechless.

Gu Chen glanced at Su Mo and said, "Since you like it, take a photo of it and take it back to put on the bedside."

Su Mo's mouth twitched.

If this thing is placed beside the bed, where will she sleep?Kneel on the floor?Never sleep again in this life?

She approached Gu Chen and said, "Mr. Gu, it's just a play. There's no need to be so serious, right?"

"You can't get this thing for even five or sixty million."

Gu Chen felt a little unhappy and said calmly: "Since I paid the price, it is mine."

Su Mo: ...

Unable to hold it back, she reached out and pinched his waist secretly.

Gu Chen's face twisted and he shouted: "Su Mo! What are you doing!"

Su Mo said: "Are you stupid? Didn't you see that Director Zhang came here just for this red glaze? You are robbing other museums, what's your conscience?"

Gu Chen was stunned.

He really forgot.

Looking sideways, Director Zhang's expression turned out to be ugly.

The people behind him were still raising signs.

Gu Chen adjusted his wrist sleeves uncomfortably. Seeing that Su Mo was still pinching him, he stretched out his hand and clasped her hand into his palm, warning: "Don't push yourself too far. I won't take pictures."

Who is he for?

Isn't it because she likes it?

Otherwise, why would he waste this money!

From the corner of his eye, Jingze could see the two of them leaning against each other affectionately, holding their hands tightly, and couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile.

Although Gu Chen withdrew from the bidding, many people knew the value of the red glaze, and the price quickly reached 6000 million.

Even if Su Mo had expected it, he really didn't expect the price to be so high.

Now, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the museum.

Sure enough, a foreign businessman looked at Director Zhang provocatively and slowly raised his sign.

850 million.

Director Zhang sighed helplessly.

This price is well beyond the capabilities of the provincial museum.

The foreign businessman smiled contemptuously and looked at Fu Zirui on the stage, waiting for the final result to be confirmed.

Fu Zirui's smile was very light: "Is there any more bid?"

He looked around the entire venue, hoping that someone would stop the foreign businessman's quotation.

Su Mo sighed slightly.

It seems that it will be taken away by foreign businessmen.

Suddenly, Gu Chen raised a sign: "Six thousand eighty-five million ten thousand."