Chapter 192： Auction continues 4

However, this is a black market auction after all. It is normal to have such a thing. If it is like other auctions and everything is done according to the rules, then it is better to open a formal auction house directly. Why hide? Careful?

They want to make more than just the difference in the price of the item between the two parties.

Their table is not far from the high platform, but Qiao Yian is not interested in that jade cicada. Even if this thing is real, she can't absorb the anger inside, that kind of thing full of dead energy, she has always I was afraid that I could not avoid it. I was afraid that if the flow of black death energy in my body was aggravated, it would be too late to even cry.

Qiao Yian was not interested in that thing, but there were not a few people who were interested in Yu Chan. Among the crowd sitting at the scene, many people stood up and walked to the high platform. One of them was wearing a navy blue gown and dressed in The middle-aged man with the style of the Republic of China is particularly eye-catching. The other party is tall and thin without a mask. From his appearance, he is very gentle.

Qiao Yian looked at the other party a little confused. She had never seen this person in Xinghai City in her last life. At least in her impression, there was absolutely no person who could make others shy away from him.

What's going on here?

Qiao Yian was thinking about it, but the conversation between the two people on the table next to him quietly passed into Qiao Yian's ears.

"Do you think that person is Ma Wentao's third disciple, Zhou Jingqing?"

"Looks like, look at their talented people... If it wasn't for Zhou Jingqing to let him go first?" Someone next to him clicked his tongue twice, seeming to sigh, "Mr. Ma Wentao has just passed away a few days, these disciples One by one, they have found another way out, I don’t know if they are pitiful and have no backing support, or should I say that these people have no conscience at all, and they don’t even care about Mr. Ma Wentao’s death, and are just busy with their own affairs?

"Why do you think so much? Even if they don't have backing support, with Mr. Ma Wentao's reputation, as long as they don't make big mistakes, they are eager for quick success. The road ahead will always be smoother than others."

"However, do you think this person is not a disciple of Ma Wentao? I have nothing to say when I go up to appraise the bronze ware... But what the other party is holding now is a jade cicada... You say, can this be appraised?"

"Whether it's good or not, according to the other party's knowledge, no matter how you look at it, it can't be worse than the average appraiser."

The voices of the two people at the adjacent table gradually decreased, Qiao Yian's ears moved, and his thoughts went round in his mind, but he did not expect that the other party was Mr. Ma Wentao's disciple.

In the field of appraisal, if there are two other people who are as famous as Old Man Wu, then one of them is Ma Wentao. The other is a few years younger than Old Man Wu. He is known as the first person to appraise bronze ware in China. He has been doing it all his life. In the field of bronze ware identification, even Old Man Wu may not be able to compare with each other in this field. After all, Old Man Wu is a well-rounded person, and the techniques for identifying porcelain, furniture, bronze wares and other things have developed in a balanced manner.

She didn't expect the other party to die like this. No wonder she felt that Old Man Wu was in a bad mood these days. She probably also thought that she was getting old now, and her health was not very good. Old Man Wu looked at his friend. Naturally, I think more about what happened behind me.