The owner of the cloth shoes first picked up a few items from the stall next door and wandered around for a while, and then boasted to the stall owner next door for a while, then he slowly and nonchalantly came to me.
"Hey. This compass...is a bit interesting."
As he spoke, a pale, well-maintained oval face came up to him and said, "Hey, it's been a few years. This pulp has become fluorescent. It seems to be made of boxwood?"
"Little boss, where did you get this? What a pity."
The oval-faced old man is about sixty years old. He is wearing brocade training clothes and has a peaceful face. He must have been a handsome man back then.
This old man is interesting.
Seeing that I didn't say anything, the oval-faced old man didn't mind either. Seeing me prying the compass full of holes, he kept shouting that it was a pity: "If this is good, it must be worth a thousand dollars at least. Little boss, why are you torturing him?"
"If you don't deal with him, I will get rid of him. Change the feng shui to change the situation."
The oval-faced old man suddenly became happy and narrowed his eyes: "Interesting, you still believe this."
As he said that, the melon-faced man took the initiative to hand over the cigarette, and glanced at the official suitcase inadvertently.
"Thank you. No smoking."
The oval-faced old man didn't show any pretense, he lit a cigarette by himself, and after watching me fuss for a minute or so, he felt that the time was almost right. He called out to me, then took a big step to the right and stood with his hands on his hips. Twisting back and forth in place.
As soon as an expert takes action, he will know if there is one!
This melon-faced old man didn't even take action, so I knew he was a master.
The twisting of the waist is naturally fake. The purpose is to check the reflection of the official suitcase from all directions by twisting the waist.
Based on this, we can infer how many sides of the official suitcase are made of huanghuali?
In jargon, it’s called hope!
In slang, it’s called stepping!
Looking is just the first step, the next step is to smell, ask, and understand!
After that, there are countless moves.
Asking this question, the oval-faced old man had already asked me to ask about the origin of the compass.
Without asking me, the melon-faced man immediately started cutting it after looking at it!
From the look of impatience on his face, it was clear that the old man already knew that this official suitcase was most likely to be the legendary Manchu!
The old man is a good master, but he is still a little restless.
This is completely understandable!
In today's vast market in China, to be able to encounter such a Ming Dynasty huanghuali official suitcase is a destiny that cannot be repaired in eight lifetimes.
Exactly as I imagined. The melon-faced man didn't even say hello to Yu Shanjiao, but directly put his hands on both sides of the official suitcase's side cover, lifting it up with a heavy weight.
At the moment of lifting it, his right hand inadvertently slid from the right to the back of the official suitcase. After touching the back cover first, he turned his palm over, cut through the bottom cover, and withdrew his hand from the front.
This is to confirm the material of the back material and bottom material, and also to make up for the blind spot when twisting the waist just now.
After confirming the backing material, the old man with a melon-faced face had a rough idea of the official suitcase.
Then, the old man picked up the official suitcase and touched it, confirming the backing material again with the naked eye. The technique is very clever!
Initial identification with the naked eye and confirmation by hand cutting.
The old man put down his official suitcase without hesitation, blinked slightly, pursed his lips, subconsciously held a cigarette in his mouth, and gently picked his chin.
When an expert sees this, he or she will ask the boss if he can open the box and take a closer look.
But oval face does not.
Even the back and bottom materials of the official suitcase are made of huanghuali. Looking at the material of the drawers inside, it’s just a piece of wisdom. It's an insult to my own experience.
The core part of all furniture is the interior material.
The inner materials must be the best!
The back and bottom materials are both huanghuali, and the inner material goes without saying.
The oval-faced man was smoking a cigarette and pinched his chin. After another three seconds, he reached out and tapped the lock of the official suitcase again, and then touched the golden cat's skin.
He picked up the upper cover lock with his index finger, looked at the small box, then made a sword gesture and gently opened the front lock.
Eight drawers, as far as the eye can see.
It took less than five seconds to finish reading. The oval-faced man immediately retracted his hand and came back to me quietly, holding his hands behind his back. He continued to watch me violently demolish the compass. Not a word was mentioned about the official suitcase.
After all the oval face was done, Yu Shanjiao next to him didn't know what happened. He also stared at Guazi Lian with eager eyes, eager for Guazi Lian to speak.
"You haven't done it yet?"
"Get it out and give me the plate, and I'll get a pair of bracelets to wear. You watch and collect the money."
I raised my eyes and looked at the oval face: "Looking at the compass in the tomb of the dead and making bracelets, you don't think it's unlucky."
The melon-faced person yelled, patted his head, gave me a thumbs-up, and complimented me on how much I knew with honey dripping from his mouth.
What an expert fears most is not meeting an expert. First, he is afraid of not being able to get in touch with the seller, and second, he is afraid that the seller will not tell the truth.
If such goods are missed, it is a time bomb.
One day, the righteous uncles will knock on the door and accuse you of buying stolen goods. At that time, not only will you lose money and people, but you will also have to go in and make a lucky baby Jingjing.
Now that you have pried my mouth open, the rest will be easy to handle.
"Where does your cousin work?"
"It's hard to make money now..."
"It's not cheap for you to rent a house in Wuhuan. I think you should rent this place, or I can help you..."
He continued to talk to me every word, continued to explore Yu Shanjiao and me, and even discussed with me with great concern how to violently destroy the old compass.
During this period, countless people were shopping for treasures coming and going in front of the stall, and they all looked down upon the tattered official suitcases.
This is not to blame the Taobao people for their lack of vision and knowledge, but...
Their vision is not yet in place!
They couldn't believe that in this ordinary stall, there was a Ming Dynasty huanghuali official suitcase.
Yu Shanjiao was a little anxious, fearing that the official suitcase would not be sold or that the official suitcase was fake. She looked sideways at me from time to time and wanted to ask me several times, but then remembered my warning and held it back.
After chatting with the oval-faced old man for a while, another person suddenly appeared in front of the stall.
The man was also in his sixties, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a pair of old cloth shoes. He looked like a university professor.
The old professor first came over to watch me torture the compass, and then squatted down to pick up the official suitcase.
At this point, the meat show really comes.
The old professor and the oval-faced old man are in the same group.
The exploration of me has ended, and the old professor has made his debut, ready to pick up the leaks!
Unlike the oval face, the old professor would not let go after picking up the official suitcase.
I looked at every corner of it carefully for a long time, and kept saying disgusting things about it being damaged here, rotten there, the coating was poor, the copper buckles were not original, it was heavily bumped, and the skin was infested with insects.
Yu Shanjiao, who had been looking forward to it for a long time, felt her head drop lower and lower, and she was about to cry.
Finally, the old professor slowly took off his glasses and held his official suitcase tightly in his right hand to block the view of passers-by. With Yu Shanjiao's pitiful eyes, she slowly said, "Little girl, how much are you going to sell me for this box?"
The little cousin straightened her neck and blurted out without even thinking: "A suite in the Fifth Ring Road!"
puff!
Um!
The old professor was startled and subconsciously looked at the oval-faced old man.
I cursed angrily: "I'm crazy about money."
