Wang Guan wanted to go back, but unfortunately, even if the bid ended, the afterglow of the public auction has not disappeared. Because in the next few days, the winning bids for the secret bid will be announced one by one. He also bids, so it is natural that he cannot leave now.

So when Wang Guan sighed, Boss Yang and others followed him to pay homage to An Shengxian. The winning of the reputation of the king was more or less a happy event, and at least it was an advertisement for An's jewelry industry.

An Shengxian was very modest for everyone's congratulations, and of course his face was full of smiles. After completing the bidding procedures, he invited everyone to the hotel for a sumptuous meal. Then, wait!

The day after the end of the bid, the public auction management department announced the first batch of winning bids. That scene was really a bit like the ancient imperial examination list, with some people liked it and some people worried.

However, only a few people who win the bid are after all, and most of them are worried.

"How is it, have you been beaten?"

"Don't mention it, it's just a few tens of thousands. I'd known I was..."

For a moment, all kinds of regretful conversations appeared repeatedly in every corner. If there is really a medicine for regret in the world, then it will definitely be very popular in this place.

"Brother Yang, I remember that you also won more than ten bids on the first day, how many did you win?"

"I was lucky enough to win two goals!" Boss Yang said, but the expression in his eyebrows was both happy and sad. He must have won the bid, but he won two goals for more than a dozen. He really couldn't be very happy. On the contrary, he was also a little sad.

"Congratulations!" someone else sighed, looking depressed, knowing that he was wiped out.

Boss Yang also couldn't help but comfort him. After chatting for a while, he also went through the winning bid procedures with the management department office under the broadcast prompt.

At this moment, Boss Yang was surprised to find that Wang Guan was actually among them.

You should know that there are many businessmen from all over the country gathered in the public market, so the list of winning bids was actually the number and the winning bid amount. Boss Yang naturally didn't know that Wang Guan had also won the bid. Now that he saw him in the office, he didn't need to mention the surprise.

Although he knew that he shouldn't ask too much, Boss Yang couldn't help it, so he simply walked over and asked whispered: "Brother Wang, have you won the bid too?"

"Lucky." Wang Guanzhan said with a smile: "You should have won too, congratulations!"

"Happy and happy together..." Boss Yang responded, but secretly speculated in his heart that Wang Guan must have filled in the big price, so he won the bid successfully. Therefore, winning the bid may not be a happy event, and he may suffer a big loss.

Of course, even if you have such an idea, Boss Yang will not talk nonsense, so as not to be embarrassed by everyone.

This is not only Boss Yang’s idea, but someone from his colleagues won the bid the next day. He also met Wang Guan in the office and had the same idea. Then on the third day...

The paper can't keep the fire in it. I found that Wang Guan went to the public trading management department every few days and was going through the bidding procedures every day. Boss Yang and others were inevitably talking and sighing. They felt that the second generation was worthy of being the second generation, and they were usually silent, but they were willing to spend money at critical moments.

Of course, he must have suffered a lot of losses. Anyway, no one is optimistic about Wang Guan, and he unanimously felt that he had a compensation.

However, the friendship is still shallow, so it is not easy for everyone to talk about this topic in front of Wang Guan, but the look of his eyes inevitably becomes a little strange, which is a look like a surrender.

Wang Guan also noticed it, but since no one asked about this in front of him, he was happy to pretend to be confused. He spent two or three days to complete all the procedures and finally could leave and return to Beijing. As for the jade wool materials in the bidding, there were naturally a special company to help him transport them to the designated place.

Since we came together, we naturally returned together. Regardless of whether the trip had achieved the expected goals, when we returned, everyone was in a similar mood, and their faces were filled with relaxed and happy expressions.

When the plane arrived at the Capital Airport, although everyone was a little excited, they could not resist the fatigue caused by the journey. After saying goodbye to each other, they went home.

As soon as he returned to the mansion, Wang Guan had no energy to say anything. He barely said hello to Mr. Qian and others, then returned to the room and fell asleep. It was not until the sun was over the next day that he was full of energy and distributed the gifts he bought in Myanmar one by one.

The one given to Baye is a unique beauty product in Burma - fragrant wood powder, which is called Dannaka by the Burmese people.

Xiangmu is a unique tree species in Myanmar. Its branches are dried and ground into powder, and then added with water, and can be applied to the face. It is said to have the effects of beauty, treatment of acne and acne. Women, no matter how beautiful they are, they still need maintenance. At least Xiangmu is a pure natural plant, not a synthetic chemical product, and is trustworthy.

In addition, the ones given to Qian Lao are Myanmar sand paintings and lacquerware.

Lacquerware may be easier to understand, but few people probably know about sand paintings.

Colored sand Buddhist paintings are a major specialty in Myanmar. They use natural sandstone as pigments to paint. The painting process is to first draw pattern lines on the cloth, then apply glue, and sprinkle a layer of fine sand. After the sand is dry, it will directly color on the sand.

In this way, a sand painting is completed. The contents of the painting are mainly patterns in ancient Buddhist murals and some folk legends in Myanmar, such as Buddhist guardians, Buddhist teaching stories, and scattering flowers of heavenly women, which are very ethnic.

Sand paintings are not valuable because things are not stored for a long time and will easily break if hung for a long time. However, Mr. Qian admires them a little and directly asks Wang Guan to hang them in the hall as decorations.

“By the way.”

At the same time, Wang Guan took out the Eighteen Arhat Buddhist Beads and said with a smile: "When I was in Myanmar, although I was busy with other things, I still found a good string of Buddhist beads. Mr. Qian, please see what the thing is like."

"Rahat String?" Mr. Qian glanced at it and said in surprise: "It is indeed rare to see such a large Buddhist bead."

While speaking, Mr. Qian also took the Buddhist beads. When he started, his expression moved slightly, as if he felt something was wrong, and then he looked at it very carefully. After a moment, he suddenly raised the Buddhist beads and observed in the bright sunshine. A clear smile suddenly flashed across the corner of his mouth.

"The ginger is still so spicy."

Seeing this, Wang Guan couldn't help but sigh: "Old Qian, your reaction is too fast. You know, after I got the Buddhist beads, I studied it for a long time before I found a clue."

"Why, are you testing me again?"

Qian Lao smiled and said, "There is no need to study this string of Buddhist beads at all. You can tell at first glance that there is something wrong."

"Uh?" Wang Guan was stunned and asked humbly for advice: "Mr. Qian, tell me, what else is there? I just think the feel and weight are wrong. If I don't study it, I really can't see other problems."

"The eyelets in the middle of the Buddhist beads are small." Qian Lao smiled and said, "Look at it yourself. Each bead is larger than an egg, but the eyelets and ropes that collude with the Buddhist beads are too small and thin, and they look very inconsistent."

"Generally speaking, a Buddhist bead that is as big as a Buddhist bead, it should be considered as a fit. However, these Buddhist beads are actually toothpick-like fine holes, which inevitably make people doubt it."

If someone else said this, it would be suspected of being hindsighted. But Mr. Qian felt something was wrong when he looked at the Buddhist beads. Obviously, he discovered the problem first, and then unraveled the cocoons and unraveled the secret of the Buddhist beads. This is the gap.

"That's why you are said to be powerful." Wang Guan said in admiration.

Think about it, it should be a while since the Buddhist beads fell into Wu Gang's hands, but he treated them as ordinary handicrafts from some eras, hanging them on the shelf at will without careful observation. No wonder he could not find the abnormality of Buddhist beads.

"Stop flattering."

Mr. Qian casually stroked a Buddhist bead and asked with a smile: "Since you have discovered the clue, why not break it and take a look."

"It's not easy to do anything in a foreign country." Wang Guan smiled and said, "If there are any rare treasures hidden inside, I'm afraid I can't pass the security check."

"Your consideration is quite considerate."

Mr. Qian smiled and said, "But after the answer is revealed, don't be disappointed. Just like you said, the Buddhist beads are a little light, so they should not hide any valuables, maybe some letters or something."

"Not that, when I weighed it alone, I found that the things were a bit solid."

"It may be that there is something else in it."

While speaking, Mr. Qian signaled: "Don't guess, just break it and look clearly."

"good."

Wang Guan nodded, took the Buddhist beads over, and then held them high to shine. Under the bright sunshine, if you look carefully, you will find that nine of the eighteen huge Buddhist beads had abnormal situations.

Although the surface of the eighteen Buddhist beads is painted with red paint, you can find that under the red paint of the nine Buddhist beads, you can clearly see the splicing gaps.

In other words, nine of these Buddhist beads are hollow, and the other nine are solid Buddhist beads. Each empty and the real are separated from each other, forming a balance. In addition, something may be hidden in the hollow Buddhist beads, so it is easy to ignore the difference in the weight of the Buddhist beads.

At this time, Wang Guan took a small knife and gently scraped the red paint on the surface of the hollow Buddhist beads. The red paint itself was somewhat weathered and cracked. As soon as the knife was scraped, it fell off, and then the bonded seams were exposed.

At this time, Wang Guan did not intend to use brute force to break the Buddhist beads, but continued to scrape the other eight Buddhist beads red paint, then put the string of Buddhist beads in a basin, and then scald them with boiling water.

After soaking in high-temperature boiling water for more than ten minutes, Wang Guan lifted the Buddhist beads up. He saw that the gap between the hollow Buddhist beads had glued, and it was obvious that the bonded glue also melted a little.

Seeing this, Wang Guan no longer hesitated. He picked up a Buddhist bead with his two fingers, and then pinched it slightly hard. A hollow Buddhist bead suddenly cracked, but inside it was a bead that was the size of a thumb, with a dull surface, and was very simple and unpretentious.

“Huh?”
Chapter completed!