RPAGF Chapter 227: Send a big red to auction!
Chapter 227: Send a big red to auction!
Zhao Dongchuan took out a stamp album.
Turning a page, he pointed to a stamp that was in mint condition...
"Mom... look at this and... this, don't they look a bit similar..."
Zhao Dongchuan put the stamps in the news pictures on his mobile phone together with the stamps in the booklet.
"look……"
Wei Xiaojiao looked at him suspiciously, and then started reading.
……
"what!!!!"
"This... this... that..."
She rubbed her eyes and realized that she was not mistaken, and she was stunned on the spot.
My heart started pounding...
"Son...this, this must be fake...how could we have this in our house..."
"Mom, this is a stamp album I bought outside a few days ago... An old man who collects junk sold it to me... I spent several hundred yuan on it..."
Zhao Dongchuan chuckled.
"I've compared it, this is the real thing... Mom, we're rich..."
"Uh... OK! OK!"
"Otherwise, as the old saying goes, those who survive a great disaster will have good fortune in the future..."
Wei Xiaojiao couldn't hide her excitement and was at a loss as to what to do.
At this time, a strong smell of burning came from downstairs, and the neighbor next door shouted: "Whose things are burning..."
"Oh my fish..."
Wei Xiaojiao didn't care about stamps anymore and hurried downstairs... to turn off the fire...
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At night, inside the room, Zhao Qingping, Wei Xiaojiao and Zhao Dongchuan sat upright, staring blankly at the "big red" stamp.
"Son, I am not dreaming..."
Zhao Qingping had just got off work and was covered in dust. He asked in disbelief.
"Dad... I can't believe it either. I'll take it to the auction tomorrow. They have professional appraisers... It didn't cost much anyway..."
"My son is right. Let's take it for identification first. We will pretend that this never happened... We will talk about it after the identification results come out..."
Wei Xiaojiao nodded, looking serious.
That night, Zhao Qingping and Wei Xiaojiao didn't eat well and didn't sleep well.
It's really such a big thing in my heart, who can turn a blind eye to it...
The two looked at Zhao Dongchuan who was standing at the side of the room. This silly son of theirs seemed to be fine, sleeping soundly...
The next day, the three of them got up early. Zhao Qingping and Wei Xiaojiao did not go to work and asked for leave. They took the subway to the reception hall of an auction company...
"Hello...How can I help you?"
A female receptionist saw several people coming in, smiled professionally, and walked over to ask.
"Hello, this is what I mean. I have something that I might want to put up for auction..."
"Hello, you are sending your collection to the auction, right? Have you brought your items?"
"I brought..."
"Please come with me to the reception room. I'll arrange it for you... Excuse me, what kind of collection do you have..."
"stamp……"
Zhao Dongchuan said with a smile.
Then, the receptionist led them to a magnificent reception room...
"Please wait a moment, our experts will be here soon..."
"Okay, thank you for your help!"
Zhao Dongchuan smiled and nodded.
Wei Xiaojiao and Zhao Qingping sat on the sofa somewhat nervously... holding cups of water... waiting anxiously.
Not long after, a bald old man with a Mediterranean hairstyle walked in. He was wearing a white coat on his upper body, gray cotton trousers on his lower body, and black cloth shoes on his feet. He walked in leisurely.
When he came in, he first looked at the people in the room.
Then he asked calmly: "I heard that you brought rare stamps here... I want to see them..."
When this person came in, he didn't introduce himself, nor did he ask Zhao Dongchuan and the others' names. It was obvious that he thought that what they brought was not up to standard.
You have to know that ordinary stamps are only worth a few dozen yuan, and those in better condition are worth hundreds of yuan...
Plus, he was just live-streaming a treasure appraisal and happily chatting with a female fan... and then he was called over, and he was furious.
If the things were not good, he would inevitably ridicule them. And that Xiao Wang who just came to invite him did not know how to read people's expressions and brought such a person here... What a waste of time!
"This expert... please give me your opinion..."
Zhao Dongchuan put down his backpack, unzipped it, and took out a stamp book...
He bought this stamp album on the spur of the moment, and all the stamps inside were bought by him recently... and then he put the "Big Red" in it.
The bald expert saw him take out a brand new stamp album, and his disdain became more and more obvious. He was obviously a novice... What good things could he have...
"Humph……"
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but snort coldly, causing Zhao Qingping and Wei Xiaojiao, who were sitting there, to shudder in their hearts.
What's going on? Looking at the expert's expression, is there something wrong?
Alas... I came here in vain!
The two of them felt secretly bitter.
The expert turned a page and sneered, saying, "This is it... and you still dare to auction it? All the stamps here are worthless, some of them are only issued recently... What value can they have?"
"Are you kidding me? These things are not worth the money for auction. Forget the commission. I'm afraid the handling fee won't even cover it..."
"What nonsense..."
"Haha... Comrade Expert, your cultivation seems to be lacking..."
Zhao Dongchuan picked up the stamp album, turned to the last page... showed it to him, and then closed it...
"Dad, Mom, let's go. This auction is not good enough and is just a name... Why are we still holding this auction..."
As he said that, he put the things into his schoolbag, took Zhao Qingping and Wei Xiaojiao and was about to leave!
The expert came to his senses and quickly stopped him...
"Wait a minute... I was dazzled just now... Little brother, can you look at it again for me... I think I just saw a red patch?"
"Forget it. You've been sneering at us since you came in... My baby is not meant for you... Let's go!"
They were talking loudly at the door, which seemed particularly noisy in this quiet private room.
"What's going on? Why the noise?!"
From the reception room next door, an old man with gray beard and glasses came out and asked seriously.
His voice was calm but revealed a sense of majesty, and he was obviously a person who had been in a high position for a long time.
Behind him was a slightly older middle-aged man in a suit, and the other was a woman with her hair tied up and dressed like a lady.
"Mr. Wei..."
When the expert saw the old man, he hurriedly responded respectfully.
"I was discussing the appraisal of the collection with this young man... There was a small misunderstanding..."
"Oh?"
"Misunderstanding? ... My dear friend, I just heard you say that our auction is just a name, but that's not something you can say so easily..."
"I want to hear what you have to say, young friend."
Mr. Wei was obviously someone at the auction and heard what Zhao Dongchuan had just said in the next room, so naturally he came out to find out what was going on.
"This old gentleman... I came here with sincerity, but this expert has no patience at all.
Before we even finished looking at the items, they said that what we brought was not good enough and that it was not even enough to pay the auction fees..."
"Although I'm poor, the handling fee of several dozen yuan is still enough... Could it be that this is a black shop? The handling fee is as expensive as the commission?"