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As the mother and son talked, they pretended to be Tang Sancai's horse and ran out quickly. They were afraid that Jin Feng would intercept them and force them to donate.
Seeing the mother and son sprinting away at a speed of 100 meters, Xu Xinhua's eyes went straight.
Looking at the way Jin Feng¡¯s mouth twitched so hard that his face turned black, Xu Xinhua couldn¡¯t help but immediately squatted down with his belly in his hands until he was laughing so hard.
Jin Feng, on the other hand, stood there stupidly, feeling a twinge of pain in his heart and not knowing whether to cry or laugh.
After holding it in for a while, Jin Feng gritted his teeth and lit the cigarette, turned his head and smiled brightly, squeezing out three words from between his teeth.
"Next!"
At the end of the whole day, the Imperial Capital Mountain Museum did not receive a single donated item. It was all in vain that I spent more than twenty barrels of mineral water and five kilograms of top-quality tea.
Ms. Zeng Zimo¡¯s personal purchase of thousands of nutritious lunch boxes is not included.
People have come all the way to donate national treasures to you with good intentions, so you can¡¯t just ignore your food.
This is too cold, people¡¯s hearts are not right.
When the appraisal was over at nine o'clock in the evening, Zeng Zimo and the little girl came back after a tiring day. Jin Feng and Xu Xinhua were dumbfounded again.
The kind-hearted Ms. Zeng Zimo personally paid for the compatriots who had not waited for the appraisal to be arranged in a hotel.
The number of people is small, only about four hundred.
in addition¡¡
We also reimbursed the round-trip air tickets and bus fares for compatriots who came to donate items today.
As the Chinese New Year is approaching, the prices of air tickets, train tickets have all increased, and the total cost is more than 2 million
cash!
Hearing this, Xu Xinhua was so heartbroken that he was bleeding.
This is a donation, but this is just a massive hemorrhage!
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Oh my God!
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? together. If this damn thing survives until the Chinese New Year, the millionaire won will be wasted.
¡°If you meet hundreds more people coming back from abroad, the air tickets alone will be a big expense.
This is crazy!
Thinking of this, Xu Xinhua clutched his chest and his old face was so painful that his facial features were twisted into paste.
Jin Feng smoked three cigarettes in succession for a while, stood up with his hands on his knees, and said quietly: "Continue tomorrow."
Donation appraisal must continue.
Think of it as a free appraisal.
No matter how much money you spend, that's all.
¡°Even if Imperial Capital Mountain sells iron and all the people in Imperial Capital Mountain sell their blood, they will have to survive until the Chinese New Year.
It will last until the end of the year, or even last a lifetime!
However, Jin Feng is not a vegetarian. Not even one who is willing to suffer losses.
This night, various circles in Tiandu City were very lively again.
The oolong incident of Tang Sancai Dama was talked about by various circles. Various versions emerge in endlessly. Jin Feng also became a laughing stock.
In short, just one sentence. The rag collector failed this time.
He fell into the trap of his own self-proclaimed iron-shouldered morality and national justice.
And the great mythical beast Zeng Zimo has also become synonymous with girls who give away money.
The donation appraisal continued the next day. More people come this day. In addition to donors from various distant places in the south and north, there are also countless people with various wishful thinking.
??????????????????????????????????? Many second-rate dealers and antique store owners have some objects in their hands that they are not sure about, but they are reluctant to spend hundreds of thousands to find a certificate from the appraisal center. They are very entangled.
It¡¯s okay this time.
With the help of the donation, not only did I get the appraisal from Jin Feng, but I also saved a lot of money.
Where can I find something so cheap?
The most important thing is that the Imperial Capital Mountain is in charge of the food.
Not only does he take care of the food, but he also takes care of the round-trip air tickets and accommodation fees!
"This kind of free prostitution is the first thing that has ever happened!"
If you don¡¯t go, it will be in vain!
If the appraisal is fake, then Jin Feng will definitely not accept it. Even if you force it on Jin Feng, they won¡¯t take it.
If the things identified are true
hehe¡¡
Sorry, Academician Jin, let¡¯s think about it again
No, my mother asked me to go home for dinner.
You wait a moment.
Just like major hospitals across the country scrambling for expert numbers, it¡¯s not even bright yet, and the big roosters raised in the yard areWhen the call started, the door of the identification center was full of people.
By the time it was past seven in the morning, the north and south sides of Maoer Hutong were already full of people.
At eight o'clock, Zeng Zimo and a group of masters pushing food carts were the first to appear on the south side of the alley.
She brought breakfast to the donors. Noodles, steamed buns, steamed buns, eggs, porridge, fried dough sticks, whatever you want.
Retired security guards from the Tseng family were urgently deployed to serve tea and water to all the donors, and then gave them number plates.
The employees of Didu Mountain followed the Zeng family security guards and cordially registered everyone's name and information.
The two accountants from Didu Mountain were sitting at the door collecting receipts for tickets and tickets, while the accountant next to them handed over the cash.
Behind several accountants, several large boxes were open, filled with brand new banknotes.
Didu Mountain is not short of money!
No matter where you come from, no matter how many people come, everyone in Imperial Capital Mountain will be reported.
At 8:10, the vermilion copper nail door of the appraisal center slowly opened.
Today¡¯s donation appraisal battle officially begins.
When people entered the yard, they were suddenly startled.
???????????????????????????????????????: There are more than a dozen tables set up in the yard, and sitting next to each table is an old man who is familiar to everyone.
These people are all top appraisers and collectors in the country.
Huang Guanyang, Hua Qikun, Yi Jiasheng, Yi Xi, Ouyang Rui, Ma Guanfu, Bai Xiao, Peng Ping, Fu Liangde
There is also the old dean of the first branch of the Gubo Academy from Baodao Province and the highest-ranking grand master in China. Mr. Chen Liang and his successor Lixia.
There is also Jin Feng sitting in the middle!
Surrounded by four reporters from national and provincial television stations. Next to them were eight cameras staring in all directions.
This powerful appraisal team lineup and driving really stimulated the donor appraisers.
When the first person came forward and found Hua Qikun for appraisal, Hua Qikun didn¡¯t even look at the thing and said coldly: "Are you here to donate something?"
"Yes! Teacher Hua, please help me take a look. If it is true, I will donate it."
"Yeah?"
"Yes, it is."
Hua Qikun snorted heavily, took the registration form and directly called out the person's name: "Let's think about it later. Today is a live broadcast. If you don't donate"
"People all over the country will know your name. Whether you want to be famous for a hundred years or be infamous for eternity, you have to decide for yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, two cameras from the national television station approached the man, and four long-haired microphones were handed to the man's chest.
The four beautiful hosts, including Kunkun, the beauty from Huayu Gate, looked at the man with a smile, with an indescribable taste in their eyes.
With a swish, the person changed color. He hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded hard.
"Okay. No need to read it. Your stuff is real."
"Thank you, young man. This thing is a fine product. It's worth a lot of money."
Immediately, the man was confused, and Cancan asked: "How much is it worth?"
"A custom-made porcelain ribbon coat of arms made by European nobles during the Qianlong period."
Hua Qikun drank scalding hot tea and said loudly: "It won't be less than 700,000."
Poof!
The man suddenly changed color, and the expression on his face was wonderful. The regret, pain, surprise, and shock are beyond words.
"Let us congratulate this young man. He has become the first national treasure donor."
¡°Young man, what¡¯s your name? Where are you from?¡±
The man couldn¡¯t help but squirm and didn¡¯t answer for a long time. Suddenly he raised his hand to grab the piece of porcelain from the sea.
He is fast, Hua Qikun is faster.
Hua Qikun handed the piece of porcelain from the sea to the beautiful host Kunkun.
This time, the man didn¡¯t dare to move. Then he cried.
"I won't donate anymore. I won't donate anymore. Give me the things back, give me the things back."
¡°Please, please return the things to me. I won¡¯t donate them anymore.¡±
The young man¡¯s cries and pleas were clearly broadcast through the real-time video on dozens of LCD TVs placed in the alley.
Those who saw it immediately had their necks stiffened and their hair numb.
If you don¡¯t donate, that¡¯s impossible.
So many reporters were at the scene, and there were even more people watching the live broadcast online.
Suddenly, the young man knelt down in front of Jin Feng and cried, "That's not my thing. I came here to get a free appraisal through donations."
"Our boss asked me to do this" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)nbsp;Suddenly, the young man knelt down to Jin Feng and cried, "That's not my thing. I came here to get a free appraisal through donations."
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