Chapter 195 195 Three-legged

This price is not low, it can even be said to be very high, even if you go to the auction house, you may not be able to auction this price.

Wu Qing and Deng Yuanyang originally wanted to speak, but Ji Mingchun raised the price to this, and they couldn't open their mouths again.

"To be honest, if this is really Xiao Xiangzi's work, maybe I will really be tempted to sell it. Mr. Long shook his head lightly: "But this unicorn is a collaboration between Xiao Xiangzi and a woman surnamed Xu, this is no longer a treasure that money can measure, I won't sell it." ”

"That's a shame. ”

Obviously, Ji Mingchun also knew that Mr. Long was not short of money, and his background was extremely deep, so he could only give up.

"Alright, the game continues, I won't bother you. After Mr. Long finished speaking, he turned to the three judges and said in a low voice: "That kid will be the turn later, remember to call me." ”

"Okay. ”

The three judges nodded, and after Mr. Long left with Captain Zhong, Wu Qingcai coughed slightly, and then unfolded the [Thousand Peaks Competition] on the side, and at the same time put on a pair of white gloves that he carried with him.

"Three, this [Thousand Peaks Show], don't look at the painting first, let's look at the word first, there is only one Dai character in the inscription, and in the landscape painting, although there are a lot of Dai characters, but only Dai Qirui is good at poetry and landscape paintings. Wu Qing said with a smile.

This time, Wu Qing didn't treat Yang Ning as a marginal person anymore, although the posture was still there, but his eyes stayed on Yang Ning for the longest time, obviously Yang Ning's previous two performances attracted his enough attention.

"Dai Qirui, could it be Dai Qizong's younger brother?" Deng Yuanyang said suddenly: "At that time, Dai Qizong followed King Kang to fight in the south and the north, and made great achievements, and was later canonized as a first-class duke. I also heard that some people praised his brother Dai Qirui in order to curry favor with Dai Qizong, and Dai Qirui also competed, relying on this immersive landscape painting, he has a great reputation in high-level circles, and even some Belegge have to call him Master Dai. Later, Dai Qizong died in battle, and King Kang remembered his meritorious service, gave the Dai family a gold medal for avoiding death, and canonized Dai Qirui as the royal painter. ”

Dai Qirui's works are only limited to the upper circles, and he is not well-known in the middle and lower classes, but his works are of high quality, not from hype, but completely rely on strength, even King Yong and King Hong have been admiring Dai Qirui's works after they ascended the throne one after another. Ji Mingchun shook his head and said, "It's a pity that I don't know much about Dai Qirui, I only know this." ”

"Mr. Ji is too modest, in our circle, how many people dare to say that they are knowledgeable in front of Mr. Ji?" Wu Qing smiled, his mentality was similar to Deng Yuanyang, anyway, Ji Mingchun had lost his competitiveness, which Ji Mingchun himself knew very well.

Ji Mingchun didn't care about Wu Qing's praise at all, he didn't know what these two people were thinking, he looked at Yang Ning and said calmly: "Young man, tell me what you think." ”

Yang Ning felt that his previous performance was a little too high-profile, although he knew a lot about this [Thousand Peaks Competition], he still planned to be confused for a rare time, so he put on a look of embarrassment.

"Actually, this is the first time I've heard the name Dai Qirui. ”

Ji Mingchun couldn't help frowning, but he quickly relaxed, he secretly scolded himself for being a demon, just ask a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man, it is not easy to get to this point, if he knows everything, not only him, but I am afraid that even Deng Yuanyang and Wu Qing will rise up a kind of depression that has lived on a dog for decades.

"It's not easy to get to this point, you're still young, and you're better than all three of us. ”

Ji Mingchun smiled and patted Yang Ning on the shoulder, he didn't have any grudges against Yang Ning, with his identity and experience, if he was hostile to a young man just because of such a trivial matter, or even held a grudge, then the Ji family who was handed over to him would have already declined.

"Then let's take the trouble to estimate it. ”

Wu Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it can be said that he attaches great importance to Yang Ning, after all, Yang Ning performed quite brilliantly in the first two evaluations, especially the identification of the Qilin Seal, which made him feel a kind of pressure to face his peers.

"Dai Qirui's works rarely enter the market, and those that exist are hidden by private collectors, but as long as they are antiquities, they will have a price. Ji Mingchun said lightly: "Considering the ornamentality of Ji Mingchun's paintings, as well as his status as a royal painter, as well as the affirmation of three generations of emperors, the value of the work is no less than the handwriting of Ji, the first genius of the Hongdi period, and even a little higher, my personal opinion, this painting is estimated at six million." ”

"Six million?" Obviously, Wu Qing was not very satisfied with this estimate, but he did not show it.

Ji Mingchun is out of the game, so he can say whatever he wants, but Deng Yuanyang has to think about it carefully, if he says it low, if he offends people, the judges' score for him will be lower, but if he says it high, doesn't it prove that Wu Qing has more vision than him? After all, his Dingyao porcelain is valued at five million.

Deng Yuanyang, who was a little hesitant, immediately smiled and said with a smile after seeing Yang Ning when he had a headache: "Young man, why don't you come first?"

Wu Qing and Ji Mingchun scolded shamelessly in their hearts at the same time, Yang Ning didn't mind being used as a gun, and said with a smile: "I don't know much about Dai Qirui, but the basis of Mr. Ji just now is clear-eyed, I compared the transaction price of Ji's handwriting over the years, I think the valuation given by Mr. Ji is very pertinent, and I agree with this valuation." ”

Regarding this [Thousand Peaks Competition], the valuation given by the system is 1.68 million, and according to the urine of the system, the valuation in reality does fluctuate in the range of 6 million.

Wu Qing stroked the white beard on his chin and said with a smile: "I wonder what Mr. Deng thinks of this painting?"

Deng Yuanyang's face was as usual, and he said with a smile: "Since Mr. Ji and this young man have estimated the price of six million, I will naturally follow the trend." ”

Just now, Deng Yuanyang thought a lot, and he found that except for Ji Mingchun, right now, he is actually on the same starting line with Yang Ning and Wu Qing.

Although Wu Qing's [Qianfeng Jingxiu] pressed him in terms of valuation, his misappraisal of Dingyao porcelain just now just made up for it. Although Yang Ning's performance is conspicuous, he doesn't know Dai Qirui, and the valuation of six million is also a crowd without assertiveness, and the three judges will inevitably deduct points.

Therefore, formally, it still maintains the momentum of a three-legged tripod, so the only success or failure is this next game.

What Deng Yuanyang can think of, Wu Qing and Ji Mingchun can naturally think of, but Ji Mingchun has already been out of the game in advance, so he didn't care too much, and Wu Qing secretly exchanged a look with Deng Yuanyang, the intention is obvious, success or failure will be decided in this game.

"This thing...... Short Blade ...... Not right, dagger?"

When Yang Ning picked up the dagger full of rust stains, unlike Wu Qing and Deng Yuanyang's plan and then move, Ji Mingchun was the first to come together, after all, he was out of the game early, so there was no pressure, and there was no need to kill brain cells to plan success or failure.

"Wait a minute. Yang Ning was about to speak, but there was a stop from the judges' seat.

Yang Ning looked at it suspiciously, and one of the judges said, "Wait for Mr. Long to come before starting." ”

After a while, Mr. Long appeared, glanced at the rust-stained dagger on the table, frowned secretly, and then sat down.

"Let's get started. The judges, who had stopped earlier, spoke.