Chapter 301： I think it was last week for Shang Zhou.

There was Mei Donghai, a master of antiques, present.

Wang Baiming also abdicated naturally.

I didn't continue to help identify those porcelains.

The outcome of the second game is also up in the air.

The answer can only be obtained after Mei Donghai has completed all the appraisals.

And Ye Feng and the others were not idle.

The third game started.

The third game is gold, silver and bronze.

The four went directly to the bronze ware area.

At this moment, Zhong Ling'er felt a little nervous, and asked Kong Liansheng quietly.

"Even your master said he is a master of antiques, so is there any chance for us to win?"

When Kong Liansheng heard this, a sneer appeared on his face.

"This kid didn't know what tricks he used to deceive my master. Look at him, does he look like a master of antiques?"

Zhong Linger looked back at Ye Feng.

I saw him standing in front of those booths with a curious expression on his face, tapping those gold, silver, and bronze wares with his fingers.

It's like picking watermelons.

How does this look like an antique master?

More like a melon farmer.

Now she put her heart into her stomach completely.

It might be what Kong Liansheng said.

This guy didn't know what method he used to trick Master Mei.

That's why Master Mei misunderstood that he had some profound knowledge about antiques.

It's actually an embroidered pillow.

Immediately glanced at Lu Xiaoya proudly.

This is already the last game.

Victory is at hand.

But then, there were some tricky problems.

Now the whole antique street knows that Kong Liansheng is the apprentice of Master Mei Donghai.

Since it is something he fancy.

Most of them are babies.

So, as long as it's something he likes.

Stallholders will charge a sky-high price.

Some even simply put away the antiques they fancy and refuse to sell them.

More than twenty minutes passed, and he still got nothing.

On the other hand, Ye Feng was uncharacteristically.

After wandering around the bronze ware booth for less than ten minutes, he picked out a bronze bull the size of a palm.

However, Lu Xiaoya was obviously dissatisfied.

"This bronze bull is too ugly, isn't it? And the workmanship is so rough, it looks like a fake."

When Ye Feng heard the words, he couldn't help teasing, "Okay, you can see the fakes? There is progress."

Lu Xiaoya heard the sarcasm in his words, and was immediately annoyed, "Anyway, I don't like this one."

Ye Feng rolled his eyes, "It's not a question of whether you like it or not, as long as you can win the game, isn't that all right?"

Lu Xiaoya immediately asked back, "How do you know that the one you picked will win the competition?"

Ye Feng couldn't help smiling wryly, "Didn't you listen to Master Mei just now? Even he said that I am a master of antiques, you still don't believe me?"

Lu Xiaoya curled her lips, "Who knows what method you used to deceive Master Mei? Based on your performance today, how can you look like a master? I don't think you are as good as me."

Ye Feng was completely speechless, "Trust me this time, if you choose this bronze bull, you will definitely win."

Lu Xiaoya turned a deaf ear to it, and picked up a bronze tripod from the booth, "I think this tripod is the real boutique."

The stall owner immediately gave a thumbs up, "This lady has a really good eye. This is a bronze tripod from Shang and Zhou Dynasties, and it only costs 100,000 yuan."

Ye Feng immediately glared at him angrily, "Shang Zhou's? I think it was last week, right? How dare you ask for 100,000 yuan? One hundred yuan, no more."

The stall owner looked at him with disgust, "It seems that you really don't know anything about antiques. Look at the shape, material, and patina on this bronze ware. It's definitely an old thing."

Ye Feng sneered, "Are you insulting my IQ? If it was really a Shang and Zhou bronze, would you only sell it for 100,000 yuan? At least add two zeros after it?"

The boss was speechless for a moment.

At this moment, Lu Xiaoya suddenly said, "Boss, don't listen to him, he is just an amateur, I want this bronze tripod."

Ye Feng frowned, "This tripod is a handicraft, why don't you listen to it?"

Lu Xiaoya glanced at him, "I am willing."

Ye Feng was completely helpless, "Well, I have no objection if you insist on buying this tripod. But to be on the safe side, let's buy this bronze bull as well. Anyway, it's only two thousand yuan, so it won't cause any loss."

Lu Xiaoya glanced at the bronze bull with disgust, "I don't want it. If you want to buy it, you can buy it with your own money."

After speaking, he paid the money.

Walk away holding the bronze tripod.

Ye Feng shook his head and sighed.

He just scanned it with the system deep scan function.

This bronze bull is definitely a rare old object.

But this woman didn't know what was going on suddenly.

Can't see life and death.

Don't buy a flashy craft imitation.

In desperation, he had to buy the bronze bull with his own money.

Kong Liansheng always pays attention to Ye Feng's movements.

See that they have been picked.

He had to speed up the progress.

Finally, after haggling with the stall owner.

At a price of 750,000, I bought a small bronze Buddha.

In addition to the previous calligraphy, painting and porcelain, the budget of 1 million was just spent.

But he believed in his own vision.

The real value of these antiques must be much higher than one million.

This also made him full of confidence in this game.

After the four returned, they handed in all the antiques they had chosen.

At this time, Mei Donghai just finished appraising all the antiques from the previous two games.

But there was no rush to announce the results.

Instead, he took the small bronze Buddha picked by his apprentice Kong Liansheng unhurriedly.

The small bronze Buddha is about ten centimeters high.

The casting process is slightly rough.

If you are a layman, you really can't see the way.

Zhong Linger looked at Mei Donghai nervously, feeling very uneasy.

Mei Donghai took a look at the small Buddha statue.

There was a look of surprise on his face.

Muttering in his mouth.

"Good stuff, good stuff..."