Behind Lingxi Hall is a hall, which is also filled with many wooden shelves for collecting antiques and cultural relics.

When Yao Jingya brought Ling Yu in, her uncle Zhao Shicheng was carefully wiping a flat, square-cylindrical jade object.

Ling Yu had seen this kind of jade article in the first episode of Henan Satellite TV's Lu Yu Gate. It was called a jade cong, and it was a ritual vessel used to worship the earth.

"uncle."

Yao Jingya shouted as soon as she walked in the door.

"Xiaoya, why are you here today?"

Zhao Shicheng is in his forties, wearing a black gown, his hair is neatly combed, and he has a beard on his chin. He looks like a scholar from the old times.

He quickly put down the special towel in his hand and raised his head. When he saw it was Yao Jingya, a smile from the bottom of his heart suddenly appeared on his slightly serious face.

"Uncle, don't you welcome me when I come?"

What surprised Ling Yu was that Yao Jingya actually acted coquettishly in front of her uncle.

That look and tone are really unique.

"Welcome, of course you are welcome. How can uncle not welcome you? Xiaoya, who is this young man?"

Zhao Shicheng put down the jade cong in his hand, looked at Ling Yu, looked up and down, and said with a smile.

"He is a junior of mine, his name is Ling Yu." Yao Jingya took her uncle's hand and introduced Ling Yu.

Ling Yu is also a polite person and immediately shouted: "Uncle, hello."

Yao Jingya's pretty face suddenly turned red. She glared at Ling Yu and said, "Who asked you to call me uncle? He is my uncle, not your uncle."

Ling Yu immediately felt embarrassed. He actually wanted to say, before long, your uncle will be my uncle.

"Haha, Xiaoya, Ling Yu is your junior, so just call him uncle, so you don't feel unfamiliar? By the way, have you had lunch?"

Zhao Shicheng stroked the beard on his chin and smiled broadly.

"Have eaten, uncle, didn't you say that there are some cultural relics from the Wu tribe era that cannot be identified? Maybe Ling Yu can help you." Yao Jingya said with a smile.

Zhao Shicheng was stunned for a moment, and then said in shock: "You said Ling Yu can identify? But he..."

He really wanted to know how much knowledge Ling Yu knew about appraisal at such a young age?

After all, every cultural relic appraiser can achieve something after decades of accumulated experience and enriched knowledge.

But Ling Yu was right in front of him, so naturally he couldn't say it to his face, lest he hurt Ling Yu's self-esteem.

Ling Yu smiled in his heart, but didn't care at all. It was normal for Zhao Shicheng to question it, not to mention that he wasn't 100% sure of identifying it.

Unless the land where these cultural relics were found belongs to the Wuli Land area.

However, he couldn't stand Yao Jingya's insistence, so he had no choice but to agree.

Ling Yu learned the identity of his uncle from Yao Jingya, who was well-known in the Sichuan collection circle and had the reputation of "one point of contact", which means that as long as he takes a look at the antique cultural relics, he can learn about them in detail.

The situation is absolutely correct.

"Uncle, why am I lying to you? There are many artifacts unearthed from the witch tribe period in the cultural relic storage room of our Department of Archeology, many of which were identified by Ling Yu. Even our professors appreciate Ling Yu's extensive knowledge in the field of witch culture.

smell."

When Yao Jingya saw the questioning look on Zhao Shicheng's face, she immediately became unhappy.

"Really? I didn't expect you, Ling Yu, to have this ability?"

After hearing what his niece said, Zhao Shicheng looked at Ling Yu with a hint of surprise in his eyes. Of course, he was still very suspicious of his niece's words in his heart.

At this moment, a shop assistant ran in from outside the door and said anxiously: "Shopkeeper, that old old man is here again."

Zhao Shicheng's face immediately changed slightly, and he said solemnly: "What did he bring this time?"

"I don't know, but the old man said that he will be able to stump the shopkeeper this time."

The store clerk said.

"Humph, this time I want to see if it is really what he said. Xiaoya, Ling Yu, you guys go out with me and have a look!"

Zhao Shicheng snorted contemptuously and walked out.

The two of them walked behind, and Yao Jingya explained: "These colleagues are enemies, just like martial arts competitions. Challenges often occur between martial arts schools. The same is true in the collecting world. This old white head is also a very famous appraiser.

When I am the chief of Baojian Hall, which is opposite Lingxi Hall, the two families often have fights and bring some difficult-to-identify antiquities to the door to provoke them."

Ling Yu suddenly realized that no wonder Zhao Shicheng had such a tone on his face. It turned out that his enemy was coming to visit him.

I guess Zhao Shicheng has done this too.

The front hall of the store was bustling with people and crowds of spectators.

As soon as the three people walked out of the side door, they attracted the attention of everyone present. Of course, their attention was all on Zhao Shicheng.

"Shopkeeper Zhao from Lingxi Hall has come out. He is known as the 'Lingxi Yiyantou' in the collection industry. Now Lao Baitou from Appraisal Hall comes to challenge. It's going to be a good show."

"Yes, both of them are well-known in the collecting world. They have appraised countless cultural relics and antiques. I heard that in the past few challenges, it was hard to tell the winner between them!"

"This time the old man dares to come at this time, he must be 100% sure. Didn't you see his demeanor?"

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The chattering crowd parted ways to make way for Zhao Shicheng and the others to pass.

I saw a table at the end of the passage. A middle-aged fat man with silver hair on his head and a Tang suit was sitting upright, with a very arrogant expression and half-squinted eyes, giving people an aggressive feeling.

Obviously, the person who can sit so securely at this time, and also has the silver hair that symbolizes his surname, must be an old man.

Even when Zhao Shicheng came out, Lao Baitou did not stand up. He played with two chicken heart walnuts in his hand and hummed: "Shopkeeper Zhao, you finally came out. I have something here. Lao Baitou, I don't know what it is.

I can only ask you to help me identify it."

As soon as he spoke, the smell of gunpowder came out.

"Old Baitou, don't always bring some scraps you picked up from nowhere and treat them as treasures and come to me for appraisal. Don't draw water from a bamboo basket and lose everything, lose your wife and lose your army. Tell me, how much is the appraisal fee?

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Zhao Shicheng also refused to give in and spoke very sharply.

Ling Yu finally realized the meaning of his enemies.

"According to the challenge convention, the challenger must have an accurate understanding of his own things. The appraisal fee is not the cost of appraising the cultural relics, but the challenger's assessed value of the cultural relics. Once it is appraised, if the appraisal price is the same as the appraisal,

There is a big difference in value, and the difference is compensated to the appraiser. Once the appraisal is wrong, the appraiser will also have to pay the difference. Of course, winning or losing in this challenge does not depend on money, but on reputation."

Yao Jingya was afraid that Ling Yu wouldn't understand, so she immediately explained in a low voice.

Ling Yu didn't expect that this line of work actually had so many tricks up its sleeve.

"One price, 1.8 million."

The old man sneered, then waved to the person standing behind him.

Immediately, the man put the porcelain plate he was holding on the table. The porcelain plate was covered with a piece of white silk cloth.

As the white silk cloth was lifted, an emerald jade headband-shaped device was revealed in the porcelain plate.

The appearance of this jade has a crystal clear texture, and there are some strange patterns engraved on the whole body, especially a piece of jade protruding from the front section, with a strange and mysterious vertical eye engraved on it.

Ancient, noble, mysterious... these are the feelings this jade gives people.

"Wow, this thing looks like a real ancient jade!"

"Yes, the aura is different. I think this should be a jade from the ancient Stone Age!"

"But the shape of this jade is really strange. It seems that it has never appeared before!"

........

Everyone on the scene cast their eyes on the jade article and let out bursts of exclamations. The invisible people behind stood on tiptoe anxiously.

"How about it, Shopkeeper Zhao, do you like this thing?"

Lao Baitou was very satisfied with the reaction of the onlookers and looked at Zhao Shicheng proudly.

Zhao Shicheng ignored his words, picked up the jade and looked at it carefully.

After a while, his brows wrinkled slightly. He racked his brains and couldn't find any impression of this kind of jade. Although he had seen a lot of headband-style jade, the decoration, shape, and temperament were all different.

It's unprecedented.

Obviously, this is a new type of headband jade.

When Ling Yu saw this jade, a memory fragment flashed through his mind unintentionally, and a faint curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This expression was keenly seen by Yao Jingya. When her uncle frowned, she already knew that her uncle had encountered a problem, so she was naturally anxious.

"Ling Yu, do you know the situation of this jade?"

Yao Jingya asked softly, with some expectation in her heart.

"Well, famous appraisers like your uncle don't know about it, so how can I know?" Ling Yu shrugged and immediately denied it.

Yao Jingya pinched Ling Yu's arm secretly and said in a low voice: "I clearly saw the 'you know' expression on your face. Huh, do you blame my uncle for despising you just now? You are not so small-minded, are you?

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To be continued...