Although it was already autumn, the sun was still scorching above their heads. It was as if they were about to be pushed out of the stage of history.
Ye Feng raised his hand and wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, he unbuttoned the second button of his shirt, then sat under the shade of a tree by the roadside and drank a mouthful of water that he had been holding in his hand for a long time, only then did the heat in his heart subside.
It seemed to be another day of fruitlessness.
Ye Feng had just graduated from university and had just started working.
His current job was to develop a channel for a small auction company in Donghai.
The so-called channel development was to collect items for the company's auction.
To hold a successful auction, there were naturally many collectors and tycoons who were willing to spend a lot of money on their favorite items.
But at the same time, it was also inseparable from antiques and curios that could really attract people's eyes.
If your auction only had some scrap metal, those buyers probably wouldn't even look at you.
Different from the other old employees in the company's marketing department, Ye Feng was new here and did not have any collector connections or marketing channels.
Therefore, after more than a month of work, although he tried his best to collect items for auction, he did not manage to collect a single valuable antique.
Of course, there were many old foxes who wanted to take advantage of Ye Feng's young age, but even without the company's appraisal consultant, Ye Feng knew what kind of junk they were.
Just like yesterday, when an antique dealer took a broken bowl from who knows where and insisted that it was an official kiln of the Ming Dynasty, Ye Feng almost pinned the bowl on his head.
What the hell!
The company's most important autumn auction was about to begin, Ye Feng who had gained nothing was really anxious!
It was not only to complete the company's mission, but also to prove himself.
Ye Feng, who was desperate, suddenly thought of something a few days ago, since he had been rejected by the famous collectors in Eastern Sea and the surrounding areas, why couldn't he try his luck at the antique market?
Although the antique market was mixed with good people and bad people, and most of the antiques you could see were imitations of modern crafts, some old antique shops still had some real things.
He could go to these old antique shops and ask them to take out some rare antiques for auction.
Although the Haiqi International Auction Company that Ye Feng was in was not considered a top auction company, and could not be compared to the top auction companies like Guardian Poly, it was still quite famous in Eastern Sea.
As long as he lowered the auction commission within his authority, these antique shops should not disapprove of the Haiqi Auction House.
However, reality proved that he was still thinking too simply.
After walking around the antique market, Ye Feng had visited almost every antique shop, but the result was not good.
It wasn't that these antique shops looked down on the Haiqi Auction House, nor was it a matter of commission. It was just that even if they wanted to participate in the auction, they wouldn't be able to bring out anything that would impress people.
Generally, the antiques in antique shops were sold to amateurs. Even if they were not modern crafts, most of them were imitations from the Republic of China. Antiques of this level would definitely not be auctioned.
Although antique shops also had real treasures, most of them were the highlight pieces of the shop. They were not willing to sell them at a high price.
Therefore, the result was very awkward.
Ye Feng still found nothing.
Wiping away the sweat on his forehead once again, Ye Feng gritted his teeth and stood up, his unwillingness to admit defeat flared up.
His eyes, which had been unfocused due to exhaustion, became firm again.
There must be a chance!
He didn't believe that he would continue to hit a wall!
Ye Feng, who had regained his composure, was about to step into the next antique shop that he had chosen.
But at this moment, Ye Feng suddenly stopped, his eyes widened in shock.
The god-tier system is binding
binding success
Please understand the powerful functions of this system as soon as possible.
[Daily push: Eastern Sea City's Chenghuang Temple Antique Market. Please check the system map for the exact location.]
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A series of mechanical but not stiff sounds sounded in his heart, Ye Feng who was caught off guard almost exploded on the spot!
However, he quickly accepted the fact that he was bound by the system.
A god-level system?
From the looks of it, it meant that he could keep picking up scraps?
Although Ye Feng almost gave a bad review because he did not get the system that could easily save the world like in novels, he was still very excited that he could be the only lucky one among all the living beings.
After calming down, he began to study the functions of the system.
It was quite simple, at least from the system's introduction, the current version was nothing more than a random notification, telling Ye Feng where he could go to pick up the loot, it was the kind that would accurately pick up the loot.
And there was another amazing thing, the system also gave Ye Feng a god-like appraisal ability.
As long as he appraised an antique through the system's ability, the system would give him the corresponding detailed information.
Such as the authenticity, age, origin of antiques, and so on
To Ye Feng, this was definitely the favor of the Luck Goddess!
"Could it be that I saved the Milky Way in my previous life?”Ye Feng could not help but mutter to himself, he still found it hard to believe that such a miraculous thing had happened to him.
Oh, right!
There was a push message in the series of system notifications just now. It was a good time to verify if the system's function was really that powerful.
He was in the City God Temple Antique Market right now!
He opened the system map and followed the detailed standard. He quickly walked over and realized that it was not the antique shops on both sides of the street, but a stall in the middle of the antique market.
"Little brother, take a look at the ancient painting? I have all kinds of famous paintings here. I guarantee that they are all authentic. If you can buy them, you will be considered to have earned a lot!”
When the stall owner saw Ye Feng walking over, he immediately greeted him warmly.
But Ye Feng did not reply, he squatted down and started to appraise the painting on the stall.
Although the few that were appraised at the beginning were all art students 'copies of famous works, some were even printed by machines, Ye Feng did not show any impatience.
Because he felt that with the system's guarantee, there should be at least one authentic ancient painting among all the paintings here!
Just as Ye Feng picked up another picture scroll, the information of this picture scroll appeared in his mind, his movements froze, his face paled in shock.
"Along the River During the Qingming Festival!"
"This painting is actually Along the River During the Qingming Festival!”
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