Chapter 100

"Xiaoyue, what you're doing is not right! This is completely different from what was previously agreed upon!" someone complained from below.

Yueyang laughed, "Uncle He, we've known each other for a long time. I may not understand the antiques business, but in business matters, once you understand one rule, you understand them all! We will conduct fair transactions, and no one should try to deceive the other!"

Yang Bo and Luo Yaohua exchanged glances; their initial joy quickly dissipated. However, they did not complain, as the other party's actions were reasonable.

The crowd below soon fell silent, recognizing that Yueyang was well-prepared, and their enthusiasm gradually waned.

Soon, items were placed on display. Fortunately, an auction method was not used, and most of the pricing involved negotiation.

Everyone at the scene cooperated; if someone expressed interest in an item, others generally did not speak up, giving time and space for negotiation. After an hour, including appraisal and negotiation, only five items were sold!

Yueyang himself became anxious and had to pause the transactions to consult with Mr. Wu.

Yang Bo and Luo Yaohua were left out, unable to make any purchases.

However, Yueyang soon returned, "The collection room is open to everyone, with clear prices. There are cameras inside, so please maintain order!"

"It should have been like this from the beginning!"

"Exactly, it was supposed to be this way, but it changed when we got here!"

Previously, due to the large number of people, Yueyang had rejected the idea of opening the collection room. However, this method of transaction was too slow, so he decided to adopt his father's approach!

Entering the collection room, with over twenty people and the Yue family guards, it felt crowded. Fortunately, Yang Bo quickly noticed that the collection room had been expanded. Upon closer inspection, he found a door in the middle connecting two rooms, and last time, they had only entered one!

Soon, the crowd dispersed, and the room no longer felt as crowded. Everyone moved toward the items that interested them.

Yang Bo glanced over the items he had seen before and turned his attention to the unfamiliar antiques.

This way, everyone had space to discuss, and groups of three or five began to gather and discuss certain paintings.

Yueyang did not try to stop them.

Yang Bo moved relatively quickly, soon breaking away from the crowd and entering another room. It was quieter there, with several swords hanging on the wall, seemingly for decoration. However, Yang Bo could tell that the scabbards were newly made, but the swords themselves were excellent!

Yang Bo couldn't resist taking one of the swords, drawing it from its scabbard. The blade gleamed like water, and the hilt was simple and unadorned. Yang Bo was thrilled and even decided not to put it back, walking around the room with the sword.

Luo Yaohua, lacking appraisal skills, sought Yang Bo's help. Seeing him draw the sword, he was momentarily stunned, "Put down the sword, let me try!"

Yang Bo turned and looked at the swords hanging on the wall, "Choose one yourself!"

With the sword in hand, Yang Bo felt a surge of excitement and began to walk around the room.

Luo Yaohua took each sword from the wall, examining them closely, but always felt that none were as good as Yang Bo's. In the end, he chose one with a more ornate appearance.

Soon, Yang Bo selected a painting, and Luo Yaohua decided to buy all the remaining swords, coming over to ask for Yang Bo's opinion.

Yang Bo knew that most of the swords were from the Ming and Qing dynasties. He analyzed each one, and when Luo Yaohua saw the prices, he decided to buy them all!

"Better give me your sword too!" Luo Yaohua drew Yang Bo's sword and immediately noticed a difference. Yang Bo's hilt looked even older, but the blade gleamed like water, giving off a chilling sensation!

"First come, first served. You can't blame me for this!" Yang Bo said with a smile.

Luo Yaohua was speechless. If it weren't for Yang Bo, he probably wouldn't have noticed the swords hanging on the wall.

Yu Da found Yang Bo and said with a smile, "Mr. Yang, come and help me look at something!"

Yang Bo followed Yu Da to a scroll of Buddhist scripture, which was laid out with some folds in the middle. There was no signature at the end, just a text, and the price was 10,000 yuan!

Through the glass, even with the yellowed paper, it was clear that this was an ancient text. Yang Bo had seen it before but hadn't paid much attention. Now, focusing on the handwriting, he could see that the calligraphy was of high quality.

"Mr. Yang, can you tell who wrote this?" Yu Da asked.

Yang Bo shook his head, "I'm not sure. I need to examine it closely. Without a signature, it could be from an unknown scholar or official."

Yu Da nodded, agreeing. Everyone disliked those who made bold claims without careful examination. Yang Bo's uncertain answer made him more trustworthy.

Yang Bo started reading from the beginning. It was a copy of the "Diamond Sutra." From the start, there was nothing that Yang Bo could understand, and there was no description of the writer's background. If this were the case, the value of the scroll would be greatly reduced.

A light flashed before Yang Bo's eyes, gradually converging into a circle. He could roughly determine that it was likely written during the Kangxi period, but he didn't know who the specific author was.

Yang Bo turned to Yu Da and said, "Based on the color and origin of the paper, it was likely written during the Kangxi period. I'm not sure who the specific author is!"

To his surprise, Yu Da's face lit up, and he whispered, "I just thought it looked like Chen Yanjing's handwriting, but I wasn't sure. With Mr. Yang's assessment of the paper's age, I can now be certain!"

Yang Bo was surprised, "Mr. Yu, you already had a good idea!"

Yu Da whispered, "I wasn't sure. When I saw the scripture, it felt familiar. I have Chen Yanjing's handwriting and have studied it extensively, so it felt very familiar."

"Considering that he copied this scripture when his mother passed away, I had a good guess. But with Mr. Yang's confirmation of the paper's age, it reminded me and made me even more certain!"

"Congratulations, Mr. Yu!" Yang Bo smiled.

Chen Yanjing was a significant figure during the Kangxi period, serving as the Secretary of the Ministry of Works, Revenue, Justice, and Personnel, and ultimately becoming the Grand Secretary of the Wenyuange, equivalent to a prime minister. He was praised by Emperor Kangxi as being "broad-minded, mature, and nearly perfect."

A personal inscription by such a figure, written to pray for his mother, was certainly not worth just 10,000 yuan. In this sense, Yu Da had found a real bargain.

Yu Da's face was radiant, but he tried not to smile, fearing that others would notice, "It's too early to say. Let's wait until it's in my hands!"

Yang Bo nodded and turned to see that transactions were already beginning.

Priced items, no negotiation!