Late at night, inside the red brick house by the reservoir.
The ruffian tugged hard and found that I was holding on to the bag and wouldn't let go. He immediately frowned and asked, "What's wrong, brother? Didn't we agree on a price? Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other!"
I pulled the bag back and said with a smile: "Don't worry, brother! I just want to take a look at the goods."
"Didn't you just look at it? What else are you looking at? You collectors of antiques don't even have this kind of vision?!"
"I've checked it out. There should be nothing wrong with it. I just want to make sure."
"Fuck, you're such a mess! Look, look, look!"
After receiving the permission, I immediately turned up the brightness of the flashlight and looked more carefully.
This silver jade pot spring vase is the kind of thing that has an old door opening. Many experts say that the patina is moist and moist, and the texture and decoration features are all nonsense in my opinion. Are the features that experts know not known by the masters of counterfeiting?
When I look at something, I can often feel the "charm" emanating from it at a glance. When it is old, it is old, and when it is new, it is new. The charm inherent in an old product can only be felt. It's indescribable, you can feel it by looking at tens of thousands of old things.
No problem...it seems like I'm really paranoid.
Wait...something's wrong!
Sudden! I noticed something wrong with the four words "Ci Shou Yong Ning" on the silver bottle!
A possibility came to mind, and I quickly raised the bottle and looked at it sideways under the light.
"It's so fucking dangerous! It almost capsized in the ditch! This is a huge landmine that was planted by several people!"
I calmly put the bottle back to its place, and then immediately said: "Brother, I confirmed that the item is fine, but I think the price is a bit high. Can't you pay 200,000?"
Then I was kicked out directly.
The ruffian was still holding a cigarette in his mouth and said: "Brother, if we don't have money, don't pretend to be the boss! Just take a closer look!"
Seeing me coming out, Li Yang ran over anxiously and asked me: "What's wrong? We haven't reached an agreement?"
I returned his money to him, shook my head and said, "I just suddenly realized that we basically can't make much profit at this price. Don't wait patiently for the next item."
Li Yang said oh with a smile on his face and said that's fine.
I looked at him and thought to myself: "If you don't go to Hengdian to be an actor, you're really wasting your talent. If you team up with these famous local villagers and ruffians to set up a trap, you're really going to kill people!"
This kind of game is called "laying landmines" in the industry. The reason why I almost fell for it was because the acting skills of their group were too realistic, and secondly because the bottle was so well made that it almost gave me a blind eye! Or I think it is more appropriate to call it mine laying. Those of us who come to see the goods are the fish. If the fish touches the mine, it will be blown to death.
The bottle I saw fished out of the reservoir was not new. It was a plain silver bottle from the late Liao Dynasty! You can see a lot of these bottles in Inner Mongolia! They were all used by the herdsmen who lived in yurts in the past to store warm milk!
The price is outrageous, 40,000 yuan each!
This time, the price difference is huge!
Therefore, the words "Ci Shou Yong Ning" were later engraved on this old bottle! The person who carved the calligraphy has done some research on the calligraphy of the Song Dynasty. Most people can't tell it, but I am not an ordinary person.
The biggest flaw of this thing is that the vertical edge of the word "Ning" is probably less than a centimeter long and has not been completely melted! If it was really old carving, the knife marks would have been so long gone that they would not be visible after so many years.
"It's so late, where are you going, brother?"
"Oh, I'm going to do something. I'll be right back!"
After starting the pickup truck, Xiaoxuan asked me curiously why I didn’t buy it?
I whispered: "Don't ask any more questions, let's leave quickly."
It may be true that cultural relics from the Song Dynasty were found in the Daming Reservoir, but it was definitely not in the water area in front of me! Including the cheongsam girl, whether other antique dealers who want to pick up leaks will step on land mines has nothing to do with me, and I will definitely not say it! Because I know the seriousness of blocking other people's financial path.
After driving for more than ten minutes, I was relieved when I saw that no one was following me.
"Yunfeng, is there something wrong with something?" Xiaoxuan asked curiously.
I nodded.
Xiaoxuan asked again: "But we saw that thing coming out of the water with our own eyes."
"Haha," I laughed while driving: "They threw the things into the reservoir in advance and fished them out in front of us when the antique collectors arrived. In this way, to a certain extent, they dissuaded us. The defensiveness of these people makes me a little confused as to who is the mastermind behind this bureau."
Xiaoxuan immediately said: "Could it be that Li Yang? I have long felt that there is something wrong with this person. We don't know him. Why should he kindly guide us along the way?"
I frowned and said, "No... Li Yang was involved, but I don't feel like he was the mastermind."
I have a feeling that maybe I was recognized by someone the day I arrived in Handan, and then this person sent Li Yang to get close to me deliberately, which eventually led me here.
"People are so bad these days," Xiaoxuan leaned on the passenger seat and asked, "This is midnight, we are not familiar with the place, where are we going?"
