The wooden carving was about the height of a palm. It was dark and depicted a man with nine snakes growing out of his chin.
The craftsmanship was not refined, and many details were vague. It did not have any artistic creativity, so it was indeed not valuable.
If one knew its origin or could express a typical artistic style, it could be auctioned for ten thousand yuan.
However, if one only knew that it was an antique from hundreds of years ago and nothing more, it might only be sold for a few hundred or a thousand yuan.
Appraisal was very important to an antique. If there was no master who could tell the truth about it, it would not be worth spending a lot of money on.
Mo Qiong put down the wooden carving and turned to choose from the jewelry.
Other than Zhang He and Lil Kun, the others did not know much about the goods. When they chose things, they relied on luck and guesses.
For example, some people chose pearl necklaces, thinking that such a large string of pearls of the same size and bright white color would be worth a lot in terms of pearls alone.
Some people valued things like jade Buddha statues more. After all, the higher the artistic value of antiques, the more valuable they were. They felt that this Buddha statue was so well made that it highlighted the essence of ancient art, so it must be good.
There were also people who took a fancy to royal items like paperweights, thinking that it must have been used by a certain king. When the time came to appraise it, such items used by famous people would be more valuable.
In short, everyone had their own ideas, and they were all very excited.
Even if everyone took a fancy to the same item, they would discuss it with each other, such as giving this to you and you giving that to me, etc.
No one wanted to take advantage of others. They were all respectable people, and their families were familiar with each other.
There was no point in taking advantage of others, unless they could take it all for themselves.
But was that possible? Zhang He had already distributed the items as equally as possible, which was already very generous.
Mo Qiong did not know how to pick these items. After picking a few items that no one wanted, Zhang He could not stand it anymore.
He personally helped Mo Qiong pick and got two good jade pendants and stuffed them into Mo Qiong's hands.
"You have to pick more of these with inscriptions and patterns. Otherwise, how can the appraiser judge? A jade thumb ring that doesn't even have a seal on it can only be sold at the price of jade, "Zhang He said.
Mo Qiong smiled and did not think much of it.
"I've already made a lot of money from this trip to the sea. With these things and the 7 million from before, I should be able to get about 30 million, right? It's enough for me to use for a long time. What's a few million more? "
Zhang He shook his head and said, "There's naturally a few million more. You're too easily satisfied."
Mo Qiong smiled and said, "I don't have much of an appetite to begin with. If I'm not satisfied with just picking up 30 million for free, then how can I be satisfied?"
"Yeah, we've really picked up money this time. The few of us still need to use our connections. You are just picking it up for free. "Zhang He pointed at Mo Qiong and laughed.
Lil 'Kun smiled and said, "No, I feel like I'm losing out. I'll help you auction these things, so you have to give me a share of the commission."
Mo Qiong smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Just ask for as much as you want."
"Now that I think about it, you're really a lucky guy. Ever since you boarded the ship, our luck has been off the charts. We've encountered surprises time and time again. In the past, we've never had such good luck. If you can find pearls in the sea, you can have the biggest one. Now, it's you and Zhang He who found the treasure. You're also very lucky when playing cards, "Lil 'Kun said.
Mo Qiong hurriedly said, "The luckiest thing is to survive. If you hadn't bumped into me, how could I have boarded your ship?"
As he said that, he looked at Zhang He and said, "By the way, Zhang He, you'll be the only one who found these things. Everyone just needs to collect the money. You've found so many valuable things this time. In the future, who won't know you in the sailing circle?"
Zhang He was stunned and said, "That's … not good, right?"
Mo Qiong said to everyone, "What do you think?"
Everyone looked at each other and said, "It doesn't matter. We're not that deep in the sailing circle. He's the only one who's so chuunibyou."
Lil 'Kun also said, "The rest doesn't matter. Anyway, my crown was bought from someone else by my family."
In the end, everyone agreed and distributed the benefits.
Zhang He earned the most. He got about the same as everyone else and even gained some fame.
Lil 'Kun also got a lot. Although he only picked two pieces of jewelry, he got the most precious priceless treasure.
The rest of the people were basically equally distributed. It seemed that the distribution was about the same.
However, after the appraisal, there would definitely be more and less people. Among them, Mo Qiong would definitely get the least.
Other than the two pieces of jewelry that Zhang He forced on him, he picked the rest of the leftovers.
Including the wooden sculpture. No one wanted it. In the end, he was the only one who took the initiative to keep it.
Everyone saw this. On the way back, they completely acknowledged that he had integrated into the circle.
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At night, Mo Qiong returned to his room. He put the wooden sculpture on the bed and lay down to sleep.
Everyone remembered what they got and sold it through Lil 'Kun's channel.
As for the wooden sculpture, Lil 'Kun said that it was not even qualified to be auctioned. When the time came, he would just find an antique shop to sell it.
In his sleep, Mo Qiong had a rare dream.
He had not dreamed for a few days. That night, he suddenly had a nightmare.
It was a dark sea. Mo Qiong was immersed in the sea and kept sinking.
There was no beginning to a dream. Mo Qiong did not know, nor did he think about why he was sinking.
He only wanted to float to the surface. He only wanted to breathe freely. However, he could not. He kept sinking.
It was like a person who was trapped in a huge whirlpool and could not extricate himself. He was forced to sink into the dark abyss.
Mo Qiong struggled with all his might. He wanted to shoot something, but he had nothing. There was only seawater around him.
Even if he controlled the surrounding seawater to surge, he could not resist the force that was trying to drag him into the abyss.
In the dark depths of the sea, it was like a huge dark mouth that kept swallowing Mo Qiong.
Mo Qiong choked on water in pain. He kept gulping until the last bit of air in his lungs was expelled. He was still sinking when he was stuffed with seawater.
He struggled harder because the pain did not lessen at all. Instead, the deeper he sank, the more terrifying the water pressure was.
His muscles, bones, and internal organs were all being crushed. Fear and despair were tormenting him.
What kind of torture was it to suffocate for a long time without dying? What kind of torture was it to exert pressure on the human body that could crush iron and only get worse?
In the darkness, he could not see the surface of the sea at all. He felt that he had fallen thousands of meters into the sea.
He sank very quickly. He could not even reach the bottom. The deep sea was like an endless abyss. There was not even a rock, let alone the bottom of the sea.
There were also no fish. It was as if there was only seawater.
He could only go deeper and deeper.
Mo Qiong was in extreme pain. However, he could not die even if he wanted to. He struggled crazily. He only wanted to relieve the pain slightly.
Suddenly, a wisp of air appeared in the deep sea.
The air that suddenly appeared did not exist in the form of bubbles in the sea. Instead, it was as if an eraser had wiped out a blank space in the dark background.
"Boom!"
Almost at the same time, the entire endless sea was destroyed.
Mo Qiong was very sure that it was a kind of destruction. It was as if the earth had fallen into a black hole and was destroyed.
Everything suddenly turned off as if a screen was turned off. It fell into a line and disappeared instantly.
"Uh …"
Mo Qiong suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.
He greedily breathed in the air. He felt weak all over.
He looked at the time. It was still midnight.
"So it was a dream …" Mo Qiong relaxed on the bed.
"Oh right, if I was dreaming, did I specify a landing point? I breathe when I sleep. Could the air have been shot into the dream? "
He was still a little confused when he just woke up. However, when he thought of this, Mo Qiong was completely awake.
He frantically recalled the details of the dream. Although everything became blurry, he still remembered the general idea.
"In the illusory dream, there was a material reality. So the entire dream … collapsed?"
"But why did I feel like I was drowning for a long time … Yes, maybe my brain was just thinking too fast. In fact, I only had this dream for a few seconds."
Thinking of this, Mo Qiong scratched his head. He realized that he might not be able to dream for such a long time in the future.
Basically, after dreaming for one or two seconds, the dream would be destroyed directly because of the breath he took.
Even if he had a long dream, it was because the dream itself took a long time.
"Tsk tsk, no matter what dream I have in the future, it will be destroyed by itself."
"I won't be able to finish any dreams …"
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