Wang Xiaoya was stunned, but the audience in her live broadcast room was not stunned.

On the contrary, the audience was directly in a panic because of the sky-high price.

"Oh my God! The clerk just now said 31.56 million, right?"

"Upstairs, you heard it right, it's only 31.56 million!"

"This huge number is not critical. The key is that the handsome guy swipes the card without blinking. It's simply too scary, okay!"

"I can only be curious. What kind of bank card is this that can be used to swipe 30 million yuan? This is not the performance of the actor Xiaoya is looking for, right?"

"Upstairs, please don't let your poverty limit your imagination? In this world, there is a kind of bank card, which is the old American Express Centurion Black Gold Card. It has no limit on the credit limit for swiping cards. You can swipe whatever you want. Everyone is interested and can learn about it!"

...

Lin Feng was about to walk to a porcelain bowl he identified as priceless when he suddenly made a sharp turn and walked to other porcelains.

He grabbed a porcelain bottle casually, looked at the label on it, and said: "In the year of Kangxi, Qing Dynasty, purple-red ground enamel-broken branch lotus pattern bottle? Haha, the artwork produced in 1982, do you tell me about Kangxi?"

After saying that, Lin Feng relaxed his hands, and the lotus pattern bottle fell to the ground, making close contact with the floor, making a clanging sound, shocking the audience.

"Brother Feng..., what are you doing?"

Wang Xiaoya was awakened by the sound of the broken lotus pattern bottle. She looked at Lin Feng and asked in shock, almost calling her brother Lin Fengfeng.

"What are you doing? Isn't this obvious? It sounds loud!"

After Lin Feng explained to Wang Xiaoya, he grabbed another porcelain and commented: "The flower pattern bowl of Yongzheng of Qing Dynasty is consecrated by the floral pattern of the floral pattern? Haha, it is made from the Republic of China!"

Bang!

After commenting, his hands loosened again and another piece of porcelain was broken.

"The enamel peony pattern cup with red land in Jiaqing, Qing Dynasty? Haha, the craftsmanship of Jingdezhen in the new century!"

Bang!

"The Rouge Red Ground Enamel Lotus Picture Bowl made by Daoguang of Qing Dynasty? Another work of art from Jingdezhen in the Millennium!"

Bang!

The sound of comments and the clanging sound of porcelain breaking directly shocked the customers and employees of the porcelain opening.

This man, after spending more than 30 million to buy so many porcelains, isn’t it really just a sound, right?

For Lin Feng's extravagant behavior, everyone just wants to say that we really don't understand the world of rich people...

But no matter how hard it is, a customer who understands the truth, heard Lin Feng’s comments and smashing porcelain, but he vaguely guessed that this man seemed to be slapping porcelain Xuan in the face!

"Sir, please don't do this anymore. These are all cultural relics and antiques from the Qing Dynasty!"

The boss of the Cihuaxuan finally couldn't hold back and ran out with a big belly, and advised Lin Feng who was still listening.

Hearing the boss's words, Lin Feng smashed another porcelain and said lightly: "You tell me these things produced in Jingdezhen are cultural relics? Antiques? Are you kidding?"

"Besides, I have bought all these porcelains. I like to hear the sound. If I smash them, what's wrong? Isn't it okay? Is it illegal?"

What Lin Fan said was directly blocked by the boss.

Yes, people have bought porcelain, let alone smashed it, even if it is cooked and eaten raw, it has nothing to do with porcelain porcelain...

But it doesn’t matter, but the boss is still speechless, helpless and desperate about Lin Feng’s blatant slap in the face!

"Brother, please don't smash it, okay? Master, okay, please leave a way out for survival, can you do it? Don't smash it! Don't smash it!" Boss Ciqixuan was almost broken in his heart at this moment!

Regarding Lin Feng’s domineering words to the boss, Wang Xiaoya pretended to say to herself, “It’s just a sound that you spend 31 million? Hiss, little brother is awesome! little brother 666!”

"It's over, Xiaoya is over. This is intoxicated by the little brother's prosperous appearance!"

"It's not that I'm intoxicated, but that Xiaoya has found a suitable position. No matter how rich the little brother is, there are always a lack of salted fish shouting 666..."

"Hiss, is there any such position? In addition to calling 666, yelling, yelling, yelling, yelling, yelling!"

"Please keep a certain restraint upstairs and don't be fooled anymore, okay? The little brother is rich and beautiful. Do you think he is a person who lacks women?"

"My God, if Xiaoya is obsessed with this little brother, what should we do with Brother Feng?"

...

Just as Lin Feng finished beating the boss of the porcelain Xuan and was about to continue smashing the porcelain, a few old but full of energy came from outside the door.

"Xiao Li, how many times have I told you! You can't be too dark when doing business, otherwise something will happen sooner or later. Look, something is wrong now, right?"

Hearing this old voice, Boss Ciqixuan rushed out the door as if he had seen a savior, and helped the old man in the conversation and said as he walked: "Old Yang, you don't know that we are doing this. Nine out of ten are like this. I'm forced to do it too..."

"You use inferiority as good ones, or even use the handicrafts from Jingdezhen as antiques in the millennium and the new century. Can this be said to be forced to do anything? You are unscrupulous! You are corrupting the reputation of the antique industry!"

The old man, known as Old Yang, almost used his hand as he spoke. The crutch in the middle pokes, poked the boss of the porcelain Xuan!

After scolding the boss of the Ciqixuan, Mr. Yang turned to look at Lin Feng, with a smile on his face and said softly: "Young man, I can understand your mood. Although there are many fakes here, there are some items that still have certain collection value. I advise you not to smash them all!"

As he was talking, Mr. Yang walked to the display counter, picked up a piece of porcelain and said, "This bowl of rouge and red ground enamel colored lotus flower made by Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty is a copy, but it is a copy of the Republic of China. It still has a certain collection value, and the market price is no less than 200,000 yuan."

"There is also this one. Although this one is not an official kiln from the Third Qing Dynasty, it is an official kiln from the Jiaqing period. Its collection value is OK!"

“This one is also good…”

...

Seeing that Mr. Yang was as if no one was around, he started to comment directly. Although Lin Feng was not as straightforward as Lin Feng smashing porcelain, the face of the boss of the porcelain Xuan was getting more and more embarrassing.

After all, Lin Fan is just a customer, and he can even be said to be a person who doesn’t know the profession.

But Mr. Yang is different. This person is the existence of the Taishan Beidou, a domestic antique shop.

Li Ming, the owner of Porcelain Xuan, was so embarrassed that he was criticized by such a master.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!