Chapter 1589
In the early years of coal trains, each cargo box had a blue sign fixed with iron nails. Counting from the beginning, I am now in the ninth car.
I looked at the time on my phone and said give me three minutes to run to the 22nd car!
Is the buyer so arrogant? !
How about playing?
I won't run away, don't pull me down!
Instead of running, I lit a cigarette and smoked it for a minute, then walked slowly past.
I walked to Car 22 with a flashlight. There was a tall middle-aged man in casual clothes guarding me. He seemed to be afraid of being recognized. This man was wearing sunglasses at night.
He frowned and said: "The boss doesn't like people who are not punctual. You are late."
I smiled and said, "I don't like people who limit me. If you don't want the goods, I'll go back now." After that, I turned around and left with my bag.
"etc!"
The person behind me stopped me and said, "As expected of Silver Fox's apprentice, the boss prefers people with good tempers. Come up with me with your things."
Following this man up the stairs, I was surprised to see that the twenty-second carriage of the train was not carrying coal, but was spotlessly clean.
There is a table and two chairs in the carriage. A man who looks to be in his fifties and has a Mediterranean hairstyle is sitting on the chair with his legs crossed and drinking beer. Behind him are two bodyguards, who look very happy and contented. Relax.
"Here we come, little brother, sit down quickly."
I put my bag down, pulled out my chair and sat across from him.
"Haha, heroes come from young! When I was your age, I was still carrying big bags on the dock. Let me introduce myself. My surname is Chen, and I am Chen Pingding."
I was shocked. It turned out that this person was introduced by Mr. Jiao...
You may have heard something. In the early years, a batch of high-grade Northern Wei painted pottery figurines appeared in the Panjiayuan Market in Beijing! According to legend, they were dug out from a large tomb in Luoyang. These pottery figurines were eventually purchased by the National Museum of China and the Henan Museum for more than 800,000 yuan.
A year after I bought it, the museum staff accidentally discovered during the cleaning process that it was all fake! Copied by an expert!
The case was reported the same day!
The police followed the lead and found out that the person who made these Northern Wei Dynasty pottery figurines was an old man named In the end, because no one could be found, the matter dropped.
There is a rumor in the industry that this person is Chen Pingding! However, there is no direct evidence, and the person himself does not admit it at all.
"Brother Chen, I have long admired your name, have you ever sold it before?"
He put down the beer bottle, picked it between his teeth with a toothpick and said with a smile, "Okay, little brother, let's get over it."
I opened the bag and placed them one by one on the table. Soon all kinds of cultural relics were spread all over the table.
At this moment, the train body shook and slowly moved forward!
I was shocked and asked what was going on? !
"Don't panic," Chen Pingding said with a smile on his face: "I'm afraid there are police behind you, so let's talk while walking. Don't worry, once the negotiation is concluded, I will send someone to drive you back."
I frowned and asked where the train would stop. I have things to do during the day, so I can’t stay too far away from Kangding.
He still smiled and said: "For safety's sake, I can't comment on this. Now that you're in the car, you can only sit back and listen to my arrangements."
My face changed slightly, and I thought to myself: "If I go to a place where birds don't poop, these people will kill me and bury me in the middle of the night, and there will be no place to look for me!"
I touched my lower back calmly. I brought a gun and hoped not to use it.
He turned on the flashlight and scanned the cultural relics piled on the table without blinking. He rubbed the several Warring States jades between his thumbs.
This is to use your own body temperature to feel the delicacy and patina of the jade. If it is fake, your fingers will feel astringent if you rub them back and forth. No need for a magnifying glass. Remember what I said. Anyone who uses a magnifying glass to look at antiques is a fake and half-baked person.
"It's in good condition. Did you take it out of your mouth?"
