Rebirth of the Villain's Counterattack

This time the event was organized by the third child of the Zhou family, porcelain appreciation and charity auction.

Isn't this move on Wednesday just for the old man to see?Everyone in Feng City knows the reputation of the Zhou family broadcasting good virtues, and their charity work has been praised in the province and even the whole country.Mr. Zhou also likes things with a bit of history, and porcelain is naturally not included in this list.

Wednesday was well-intentioned, and naturally he was not the only one who had the same thoughts. Whether those people wanted to please Mr. Zhou or wanted to get closer to Wednesday, they would never miss this grand event.

On Wednesday, when he heard that the new deputy mayor's subordinates were looking for ways to get an invitation from him, he was having tea with Secretary Fang, and he said with some disdain in his satisfaction, "Hey, you're still acquainted." He looked at the indifferent Secretary Fang , also drank a sip of tea, and said: "Whatever his origin, I will be happy if Han Dong loses face." Turning around, he said to his subordinates as if giving alms to Mayor Zheng, lest others say that he has neglected him for a long time guest.

He is obviously at odds with Mayor Han Dong and Han. Secretary Fang is naturally aware of this, and is not surprised by his decision, but he still reminded: "Zheng Jinfeng may not be trustworthy, at least I still can't figure it out. Clear his way."

"What is the reason? If he is really capable, he can take the position of the dead ghost? Old Fang, you are too cautious, so what if he is not trustworthy? Can't we point him to do something? It's just for Show face, let him understand who is the master in this Fengshi!"

After listening to Secretary Fang, although he still had some concerns, he stopped talking and changed the subject: "To tell you the truth, third brother, I'm here to ask you something today."

Wednesday snorted: "Is it because of that kid Ren You?"

On Wednesday, he was dissatisfied with his words, but it was not aimed at Secretary Fang. The old man's respect for Ren You was enough to make him feel bad!

Before Secretary Fang could find a word to ask, he said on Wednesday: "I don't know which old friend of the old man. He died a month ago and shamelessly asked his grandson to join our Zhou family. The old man didn't know what he was thinking. He was really allowed to live in Zhou's house! That kid was also opportunistic, and when he came back from abroad, the teaching of poetry, books and etiquette is better than ours who typed out from a small ruler! If you don't know my old man, just take it! It makes Ren You proud for nothing, even us serious sons make the old man feel so disgusted!"

Secretary Fang saw him bluntly disgusted, and pondered: "Then what does Xiaoning mean?"

How could Wednesday not understand that he cared about Mr. Zhou's attitude first, and whether his son's marriage with Zhou Xiaoning would be affected.After all, they have been partners for a long time, and he didn't mind his cliché on Wednesday, and said, "Don't worry, no matter what that girl thinks, the key is the old man's attitude."

"The old man..." Secretary Fang was taken aback. In his opinion, old man Zhou valued that young man named Ren You so much more than his own son. It was possible that he would marry his only unmarried granddaughter!

Seeing his concerns on Wednesday, he immediately sneered and said, "Don't take that boy too seriously, how come Biaojia is not an outsider? At least I don't think the old man supports his association with Xiaoning. Don't worry about that."

Secretary Fang breathed a sigh of relief, and started talking about the porcelain appreciation and auction activity again, and he will not leave until he is satisfied with the show on Wednesday.

On the night of the event, many cars parked in front of Fenghuang Clubhouse.

The level of Fenghuang clubhouse has long exceeded the specifications that a second-tier city should have. The area alone can be seen as high-end in this era when land prices are high and boats are rising.There are not many people who can come here, and today is surprisingly lively.

The third child of the Zhou family reserved the entire floor of the clubhouse for banquets and auctions. After eating, drinking, and chatting, he officially entered the auction hall.

There was also a small episode in the middle, that is, Zhou Xiaoning didn't want to sit with Secretary Fang and Fang Zhian, and clamored to sit with Ren You in the back row.Being reprimanded by the third uncle (Wednesday), her face was full of grievances, and she was even more bored looking at Fang Zhian who comforted her. She didn't spend as much time looking back at Ren You all night long at the porcelain on the exhibition stand.

Feng Ao's seat is not near the front, it's in the seventh row, but it doesn't affect him looking at the porcelain.The light shines on the center of the exhibition stand, and the two projection screens on the side enlarge the rotating porcelain covered with glass and red cloth in the center, which is convenient for people in all directions to see.

The master of ceremonies next to the high platform of the exhibition finished the opening speech eloquently, admiring the Zhou family and Wednesday’s dedication to the society, which was extremely noble, and won applause from all the audience before entering the topic: "The porcelain we are going to auction today is all An extremely rare treasure. You can see our appraisers, these seven are very authoritative in the industry, and they will give you a fair appraisal and introduction before the auction. Then, next, please look at the first piece of porcelain ——a white porcelain bowl produced by the official kiln of the Song Dynasty!"

Before Feng Ao came to Feng City, Mr. Zheng also gave him a sum of money. The amount was not large. Naturally, there was no room for him to participate in this kind of occasion where the sky-high price was flying around. Just propped up his forehead and fell asleep.

After looking at the previous few porcelains, Feng Ao lost interest. In the past, he used to spend more on daily life, and even taking out one at random was better than these treasures that were exaggerated by appraisers and bidders.The so-called rarity is only rare to be precious. For a person who is used to seeing "treasures", it is inevitable to disagree.

He folded his legs, sat upright and seemed to be watching seriously, and he responded naturally when the waiter came to refill the hot tea. Under the dim light, it was not obvious that he was already in a state of closed eyes and dozing off.There was another bang of applause, and the applause was much warmer than before, making Feng Ao open his eyes.

It turns out that the auction has come to an end, and the auction on the stage is already the final piece of porcelain.

He didn't care to listen to what the master of ceremonies or the appraiser had to say, when he saw the blue and white goldfish porcelain vat, Feng Ao's eyebrows and eyes moved.This porcelain tank looked no different from a shallow-water fish tank of ordinary craftsmanship, but he recognized it at a glance. It was actually his right protector who had never dealt with the prime minister who ransacked the prime minister's mansion and almost sold those treasures. The only piece of porcelain left behind was given to him!

On the surface it looks like ordinary porcelain, but it hides a secret. Back then, Zixuan played tricks on it, and when he saw that he didn't answer, he told him the secret with a sense of loss.He also found it novel when he saw it, but it was just a decoration, and he randomly raised a pocket water lily in it and put it in the bedroom.

But why do things that belong to me appear here?He checked the history of this era, but he couldn't find any clues about his own dynasty!And at this time, does the appearance of this piece of porcelain mean that the time that has traveled through thousands of years is not a mirror, but a real existence...

The appraisers on the stage gave great praise to the craftsmanship of this porcelain in turn, and then threw out a gimmick that was too old to determine the year, and the auction began.

Regardless of whether this piece of porcelain is good or bad, as the finale of the auction, if you do not offer a higher price than the previous porcelain, it will be a disgrace to the Zhou family. !

Zhang, a wealthy businessman from other provinces, overwhelmed a group of bidders with a figure of more than 700 million. As soon as the master of ceremonies made a final decision: "700 million once! [-] million twice! [-]—this gentleman! Are you asking for a higher price?"

It was Feng Ao who stood up.

He didn't hold a sign in his hand, and stood there abruptly, with the spotlight following him.The probing or surprised gazes that fell on him did not move Feng Ao's face. When the host asked him again if he made a bid, he turned his gaze away from the porcelain jar and shook his head.

The master of ceremonies carefully glanced at Wednesday, and then said: "700 million three—Sir, if you don't bid, please don't disturb the normal order of the auction." Feng Ao raised his hand again to interrupt, the master of ceremonies His tone was a bit off.

The person who was arranged in the seventh row would not be the protagonist of this auction no matter what, and he couldn't afford the money. Who would be in a good mood when they were interrupted one after another?

On Wednesday, he was in a bad mood. He looked at Feng Ao with some doubts but more displeasure.However, in terms of etiquette, Feng Ao couldn't be embarrassed, so he laughed and said, "Mayor Zheng is also interested in my Zhou family's porcelain?"

Feng Ao said: "Out of a fair attitude, I just want to tell everyone present that the price of this piece of porcelain is far more than 700 million."

Hearing the words on Wednesday, he was quite surprised. This price was many times higher than the price he received for the porcelain, and it was also the base price negotiated by several experts.Hearing that Feng Ao's indifferent tone did not seem to be fake, he asked, "Mayor Zheng also knows porcelain?"

Feng Ao left the table and walked towards the display stand, "I just understand a little."

Hearing this sentence, Zheng Youting, who had only glanced at him originally, lowered his eyes to hide the confusion in his eyes.How could he not know what kind of person his father was?Even if he has made progress in the past few years since he left, he will never be to the extent of playing tricks in front of appraisal experts!Such self-inflicted humiliation, it seems that his father has become more and more unflattering in the past few years he has been away.

Zheng Youting didn't raise his head until he heard the sound of everyone gasping for air. He was as surprised as everyone else when he saw it.

Feng Ao stepped onto the stage, stared at the rotating porcelain on the display stand, and after a moment of silence, he unscrewed the two bottles of mineral water that he brought from the first row just now. Before the emcee had time to react, the water had already been poured into the In a porcelain jar.

"what are you doing--"

The miracle happened at that moment!

I saw the water blooming at the bottom of the shallow water tank, with a layer of fluorescence. When the water reached half a finger high, the blue goldfish drawn at the bottom suddenly came to life!The blue color receded, giving birth to a golden red color!That's not enough, what's even more miraculous is that the tail of the three-tailed fish suddenly swayed, triggering a miracle, and the three-tailed fish came back to life!

Yes, everyone saw them disappear at the bottom of the tank, float up, and swim away in the water!

……Amazing!

After a while of silence, the hall burst into discussions and exclamations one after another.On Wednesday, he couldn't sit still anymore. He rushed to the stage, picked up the bathtub, looked left and right, touched it carefully, and then reached into the water. Naturally, he didn't touch any real fish. This made him feel disappointed or relieved. sighed.

The 'goldfish' was melted away by his fingers, and floated into strands of ink-like colored paint. When his fingers retracted, the colorful threads gathered again, turning into a lifelike goldfish.

"What, what's going on here?" He didn't spend much money to buy this thing, and he chose the leftovers from the things he found for the old man and brought it here to play the remaining value. He never thought that this thing would be like this Precious and magical!

Feng Ao confirmed his guess, this is really the piece of porcelain that Zixuan found for him, and it reappeared in front of the world after thousands of years.It is also a coincidence that becoming oneself has also truly spanned thousands of years, from a dynasty lost in written records to this era.

What he was standing on was still this land, which belonged to thousands of years ago, and it also belongs to the land of today.