Jansen Scott, Best Daughter-in-law
Chapters. 749. 200 Million To Ten Billion!
This middle-aged man was a senior appraiser in the industry. He smiled and said, "About five million!"
"Two hundred million just bought an antique for five million, gone already!"
"This young man is not an experienced person, he shouldn't be playing around!"
"Ah, the customers of Soaka Antique Shop have made a lot of money!"
People are even more sympathetic.
"Master Jansen, here!"
Mr. Dean's heart is blocked. He wanted to vent his anger, but he was getting blocked.
"Why hurry!"
Jansen looked calm, "It wasn't the final decision from them, whether it was worth five million or not!"
As he spoke, a number of cars came in and then walked past dozens of bespectacled elders, like long-winded old men. The one walking in front is
national painter, Master Harvey.
Master Harvey has often appeared in public since he was cured of facial paralysis by Jansen, and many people have recognized him.
Hector saw that he was Master Harvey and his heart was pounding. He had no idea what tricks Jansen was playing.
"If you want to know if you're making money or losing money, let this national level appraiser judge!"
At this moment, Jansen said slowly then nodded to Master Harvey and shouted, "First, start with this chunk of rock, cut it for me!"
These people were invited by Jansen to help identify. Although Jansen considered his chosen treasure valuable, this antique needed official recognition.
Some workers were busy cutting the chunks of stone that Jansen had bought.
The streets were very quiet, people were very nervous. This stone gambling is a knife and a life!
The so-called blade is one falling blade. If it does not turn green, then it will lose half its life.
The first chunk of rock to be cut was a large stone weighing 1.8 kilograms. Seeing the saw move quickly and the dust started flying.
"Don't worry, Young Master Hector. This stone was a piece of trash stone by the roadside of the red earth entrance that had been piled up there for over ten years. We pulled it back and put it in the store for three years. No one cares. As long as it was an expert, everyone knew it was a trash stone!" said the middle-aged man beside Hector.
"Ha ha, waste of energy!"
Hector smiled happily.
"You see, it's green!"
"That's green ice!"
But quickly there was someone choking and shouting.
Hector trembled in his heart and stared at the huge trash stone.
He saw the stone cut into two pieces. When the light is turned on, it is bright emerald green, no lines, no cracks, and full of water.
This is an imperial look!
"I'll buy it for 50 million!"
There was someone shouting on the spot.
"50 million is nothing, I'll pay 100 million!"
Jade merchants should not miss this type of jade with the best imperial appearance.
Hector was struck by lightning. The stone was sold to Jansen for 100 thousand yuan. Back then, he felt he had made a lot of money. It's just a rubbish rock. The stone is on any mountain.
As a result, people sold 100 thousand to 100 million.
"Those who want to buy will wait!"
Jansen unexpectedly did not wave.
In Asmenia, he once played rock gambling. Judging from the tactics Qi saw, he could be certain just by taking a quick look.
But after all, it was gambling that hurt people's luck, so he didn't agree to make money this way.
"Mr Jansen, this painting is the 'Voice of Pine Trees on the Mountain Road'. This is an authentic work of Tang Bohu. Tang Bohu had painted many paintings, but most of them were already spread out among the people. This painting is completely original"
"I have also identified it, this is an original work!"
On the other hand, the calligraphy and painting appraiser shouted.
Hector's heart was pounding and shouting, "Omong is empty, it's fake. It was not like Tang Bohu's style!"
"You can't understand this, can you? It was painted by Tang Bohu before he went to the Capital City at the age of 27 to earn a bachelor's degree. At that time, his style had not yet been formed, but this painting was even more ancient. If auctioned
in London, England, at least 150 million will be sold!"
An old man underestimated and issued his certificate, "Owner of the Huaxia Heaven Temple Museum, this is my qualification certificate!"
Hector's face paled.
Jansen spent two hundred million and got it back in the blink of an eye.
He looked at the middle-aged man furiously and he felt his eyes were too bad to recognize the items.
"Mr Jansen, this knife is priceless and it is a national treasure!"
Right now, a white-haired old man was also shouting excitedly.
Hector immediately replied, "The knife is the golden blade of the Ganlong knife protectors. There are only 20 in Huaxia, but it's not a national treasure!"
The old man laughed and said, "I don't know the stuff. This is the knife used by the father of King Ganlong and Yongkang. This knife is called a golden riding knife. The guards with knives also used this!"
Hector's legs weakened and almost fell on the ground!
"Master Jansen, this rusty blade is also amazing!"
The other old man exclaimed.
Hector's body trembled and he said nervously, "What kind of treasure is this?"
"The first few fine knives in Huaxia were the same number as the bronze blades dug from the Majishan relics. They are known as the first knives in
Huaxia has a history of 5,000 years. Although rude, they are very meaningful!" the old man said solemnly.
Hector finally could not hold it in and sat on the ground.
"This is a war drum from the period of the warring states!"
There's another voice coming.
It was a fragment of stone given to Jansen for free.
"What kind of manipulation is this? That free broken stone is the war drums of the warring period country?"
Hector trembled and pointed to the war drums with a feeling of wanting to vomit blood.
In fact, their Bermoth Family made a profit from antiques. They had already accumulated many treasures over the years, but most of them
the real ones are sold and the fake ones continue to be kept in the Soaka Antique Shop to fool people!
However he had not expected that after Jansen conducted such a quest, there were so many genuine ones and their existence was priceless.
"Mr Jansen, over 300 pieces of stone are all green!"
On the other side, there was a bomb.
There was a commotion at the scene.
If buying one is luck, what about two or three?
It's not luck, but a vision!
"Calculate what the estimate is for me!"
After all the antiques were identified, Jansen asked.
Some national level appraisers trembled in their calculations. In fact, they had appraised antiques all their lives, but this was the first time
for them to see so many treasures gathered in one place.
"A simple estimate, ten billion!"
Finally, a respected appraiser trembled and said.
"Ten billion!"
Hector Bermoth's face was like ashes!
Two hundred million to ten billion, who loses!
"Gracia, these antiques will be handled by you, what do you think?"
Jansen turned to look at Gracia, many of which were national treasures. He also wants to donate to the government.
Gracia nodded. "Although some of these should be donated, some of them can be collected and sold, such as the chunks of stone. All right, I'll send you five billion later and I'll buy it!"
Everyone was amazed, if this treasure was auctioned off, an estimated 30y billion could be obtained. After all, appraiser experts said 10 billion was a simple estimate!
However, Jansen only needed 5 billion and donated the rest!
In this way, it is better to donate a national treasure than to be controlled by the owner of the Soaka Antique Shop.
Jansen looked at the crowd again and said, "You guys must be very curious, why are all the items I bought priceless?"
Everyone nodded, with a 100% possibility then it was not an exaggeration to call him a god.
"The reason is very simple. I bought all the original items that customers had collected at the Soaka Antique Shop for so many years!"
"The rest is self-evident!"
Jansen replied with a smile.
