A treasure-appraisal maniac

Lu Fei seized on the loophole and classified the shrine as furniture.

Although Liu Peiwen was extremely dissatisfied, she had no move at all and could only tremble with anger.

But his father, Liu Jianhua, is much smarter than him.

Liu Jianhua knew that he could not make sense with Lu Fei, so he went straight to Kong Fanlong and spoke.

"Mr. Kong, you are a respected senior, Jianhua listens to you."

"You want to say that this shrine is considered furniture, but Jianhua has nothing to say."

When Liu Jianhua said these words, Lu Fei gave him a thumbs up in his heart.

Liu Jianhua's move is too clever.

It doesn't matter that I am a bastard, opportunistic, or even shameless.

No matter what others say, as long as you can achieve your goal, you don't care about the rest.

He could be brave enough, but Kong Fanlong couldn't.

What is the identity of the old man?

That is the person in charge of the entire archaeological enterprise in China.

Every word, every action, every move counts.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a single move can affect the whole body.

In full view of everyone, under the spotlight, if the old man cheats and behaves like me, what will happen if the people below him imitate him in the future?

In that case, will the team still take them?

What do 2,200 archeology college students think?

It would be too ridiculous to lead these children to bad things.

If he were in Kong Fanlong's position, as Liu Jianhua said, the shrine would probably be invalidated.

Lu Fei's guess was absolutely correct.

Kong Fanlong nodded and said.

"What your son Peiwen said just now is right. Although there is no explicit rule, we still have to abide by the tradition."

"In this round, there is no need to include the shrine, so Jianhua can rest assured."

Kong Fanlong's words won a round of applause.

In this way, there is no doubt that Lu Fei has become a negative example.

Lu Fei scratched his head in embarrassment, his deflated look made the veterans burst into laughter.

Kong Fanlong’s words had been spoken and could not be changed, so Lu Fei had to ask his employees to

Repack the shrine and open the last wooden box.

When the packaging box is opened, the items inside are tightly wrapped in layers of high-density foam.

Lu Fei and the two young men worked together to open the bubbles bit by bit.

When the full picture of the six-pillar dragon bed fully carved from red sandalwood was revealed, everyone was shocked.

pretty!

beautiful.

Powerful, domineering, luxurious, simply beautiful to the extreme.

However, in the eyes of professionals, the shock brought by this large dragon bed was too great.

"It's made of red sandalwood, covered with carved green dragons, and it's a Ming Dynasty bed with a wide open door."

"Could this be the legendary Bailong Bed?"

"Hiss——"

"No way!"

"If it were really Bailong bed, it would be so awesome!"

The veterans in the audience were surprised, and the experts on the stage were even more excited.

After seeing the outline and material of the big bed clearly, Gong Xiuliang stood up suddenly, took off his suit and trotted to the big bed.

After looking up and down for a few times, he suddenly made an unexpected move. Gong Xiuliang lay on the ground.

Not only lying on the ground, the old man was still crawling under the bed like a maggot.

After a lot of effort, including using the bone-shrinking technique, Gong Xiuliang's head finally got under the bed.

Turning on the flashlight on his phone and looking up, Gong Xiuliang yelled like he was going crazy.

"Yes."

"It really does!"

"It's perfect, it's incredible."

"The legend turns out to be true!"

"Master, please wait a moment, I'm going to take pictures right now!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

"Hold!"

"It's stuck. I can't get out."

"Bad Fei Xiaochi, please call for help quickly!"

Lu Fei called a dozen employees to work together and finally raised the big bed.

When Gong Xiuliang crawled out, his forehead was bruised.

The old man didn't care at all. He was as excited as a child and came to the master holding his mobile phone.

But just when Gong Xiuliang was about to turn over the photos for his master, he saw Kong Fanlong holding two enlarged color photos and nodding frequently.

Looking at the content in the photo, it was exactly the same as what was on his mobile phone. Gong Xiuliang was not happy at that time and glared at Lu Fei and said.

"Is the photo yours?"

"yes!"

"Didn't you tell me if there were photos?"

"You made me crawl under the bed, what are you thinking about?" ??

"I'll go, old man, can you please explain something to me?"

"Did you ask me if I had any photos?"

"Did I force you to get under the bed?"

"Well."

"snort!"

"I'll settle the score with you when I get back."

"Master, the entire Ksitigarbha Sutra is inscribed on the floor of the bed. The font is quite clear."

Kong Fanlong nodded and said.

"The style is right, the material is good, the coating is up to date, and the scriptures are complete."

"I think this is the Hundred Dragon Bed belonging to Emperor Chenghua."

boom--

Kong Fanlong personally affirmed it, and the veterans instantly became excited.

Liu Jianhua felt dizzy and almost fainted again.

Liu Jianhua knew that he had suffered another big loss in this game.

After the referee's appraisal, Lu Fei's nine-piece set was all genuine.

The judges valued the four drum stools and round table at eight million.

The Long Book Case is valued at two million.

The Wanli Cabinet is valued at RMB 60 million.

The last piece of Bailong bed is estimated at 6 billion.

Six billion sounds scary.

But upon careful analysis, this price

The position is not high at all.

How much does three and a half tons of red sandalwood cost?

How much does it cost to carve a large dragon bed in the Ming Dynasty?

What's more, this bed also carries a secret secret of Emperor Chenghua, and it is the only legendary bed with scriptures.

It is not impossible to put the Bailong bed up for auction and it will cost over 10 billion yuan.

Taken together, the nine-piece set is estimated to be worth RMB 6 billion to 70 million.

As for the drum bench and round table brought by the Liu family, the referee gave them a friendship price of 10 million in order to settle the score.

In this way, if the Liu family loses another game, another 6 billion and 60 million yuan will be deducted from the few funds on their books.

By now, the whole Liu family has become numb.

The bosses behind the scenes had completely lost confidence, and they all had sad faces and wailed.

Liu Peiwen came to her father and whispered.

"Dad, there are still two games left, let's just let that thing play!"

"Taking that thing out will definitely save some losses. If we don't take it out again, I'm afraid we won't have a chance!"

"But if that thing loses, how will I face your dead mother!" Liu Jianhua said with a sad face.

"Dad, this is urgent, why don't you worry so much?"

"Besides, if we take out that thing, there is no way we will lose this game."

"If Lu Fei can even deal with this thing, he'll be damned." Liu Peiwen said.

"Dad, what I said is right."

"With the last two games left, we don't have many chances."

"If we don't recover some losses, what awaits our Liu family will be a disaster!"

"Dad, please don't hesitate any more."

The two sons took turns to persuade each other, and Liu Jianhua was struggling in his mind.

Finally he gritted his teeth and said.

"good!"

"I am doing this for the sake of the entire Liu family. I believe your mother will not blame me."

"This round, let it play."