Antiques trading, buying fakes, selling good ones at low prices, the jargon is called taking medicine.
It means to have suffered and learned a lesson.
When Qi Fengshou told the price of the red box, the people in the alley were not calm. They looked at the entrance of the alley, and when they saw Qi Fengshou, they felt that he looked like the kind of person who specializes in collecting, or he was an expert.
Although in their opinion, what Lin Feng bought for a thousand yuan just now was an old carved plastic box.
However, the item was valued at 300,000 by the expert dresser. How could they let Lin Feng go so easily?
The three people quickly chased him to the entrance of the alley.
The old man who was the leader just now said immediately.
"Boy, give me back the stuff, we won't sell that box anymore!"
Lin Feng turned around and looked at the old man.
The old man's face was pockmarked and his eyes were red. He probably coughed like that just now because of excitement and regret.
They originally set up a trap to trick Lin Feng, but unexpectedly, Lin Feng found out. Those three people must be very angry now. After all, they sold something worth 300,000 yuan for 1,000 yuan.
Lin Feng said calmly.
"Antiques sale, buy it and leave!"
"The thing is mine now, and the expert's valuation is high, so you're going to regret it?"
"If everyone has such bad rules when doing business, who will dare to buy things from this ghost market in the future?"
The old man at the head said coldly.
"Boy, stop talking nonsense and give me your stuff!"
The old man approached step by step.
Lin Feng immediately waved his hand.
"Okay, okay, how about we go into the alley and discuss it?"
When Qi Feng heard this, he thought Lin Feng was crazy and was holding things outside. These people didn't dare to mess around, but if they went to a place like an alley where no one could see them, wouldn't they be throwing themselves into a trap? Read the book
"Mr. Lin..."
Lin Feng raised his hand to indicate that it was okay.
he continued.
"It's okay. I think the three bosses are reasonable people. I'll go over and talk to them."
The expression on the pockmarked old man's face became more and more ferocious.
He sneered.
"OK!"
Those three people all felt that Lin Feng was such a stupid person that he actually dared to go back with them!
Lin Feng nodded and walked straight towards the alley.
The alley was pitch dark.
After entering, my eyes took a little time to adjust, and I could only see the general outline of the person.
The old man and the other two stall owners followed Lin Feng and surrounded him.
That's one minute.
Lin Feng walked out of the alley.
Seeing that Lin Feng was fine and still holding the red box in his hand, Qi Fengshou breathed a sigh of relief.
However, he asked curiously.
"Mr. Lin, have you reached an agreement with them?"
"Yes, after the negotiation, they are still reasonable."
"real?"
Qi Fengshou looked into the dark alley, recalling the ferocious looks of the three people just now, and thought to himself, are those reasonable people?
Of course, the truth that Lin Feng talks about is no other truth, it is the hard truth, that is, fists.
Your fists will get rusty if you don't use them for a day. Although you did morning exercises in the morning, it's already evening now.
Lin Feng felt that it would be very good to go into this dark alley, where no one else could see, and loosen the bones of these three people and warm up. Three tomb robbers, earth rats from Tumen, instead of robbing graves properly, they came to the ghost market to cheat and cause harm to others. They need to be taught a lesson.
Lin Feng replied with a smile.
"real."
"what time is it?"
Lin Feng changed the topic and Qi Feng took a look at his watch.
"In ten more minutes to ten o'clock, the competition between you and Lord Buddha will be over."
"Okay, let's go back to the association."
Harvest together
He said with a little regret.
"Mr. Lin, I admire your appraisal skills, but your luck today is really no match for Buddha! In his hand is a statue of Amitayus Buddha from the Ming Dynasty. You just got a red box like this. There's nothing you can do about it. compare!"
"There are still ten minutes left. How about we go around again?"
Lin Feng said.
"No need, we've looked at everything in the ghost market."
Qi Fengshou nodded.
"Too."
"Then let's go back!"
"Tonight, the competition between you and Master Fo has alarmed Master Fang Wen and Master Wu Sheng. To be honest, I'm afraid you still have trouble handling this red box!"
Lin Feng said calmly.
"fine."
Qi Fengshou felt that Lin Feng's attitude was really good.
Ten minutes later.
Lin Feng and Qi Fengshou have returned to the Antiques Association.
Although it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, no one left at the Antique Association. There was a large square table of nanmu placed in the middle of the large conference room.
The statue of Amitayus Buddha that Xu Jingcheng picked up from the ghost market has been placed on the table.
Saw Lin Feng coming.
Everyone turned their attention to the box in Lin Feng's hand.
After all, they were all from the Antiques Association, and most of them recognized that the box Lin Feng was holding was called a red box.
Tikhong is a kind of lacquerware. In ancient times, it was also exclusive to princes and nobles. Most of this kind of lacquerware is made of wood. Then, the outside is painted with a special red paint, but not just one layer. Generally, Tikhong is painted with a layer of red paint. More than a hundred floors.
After one layer is dried, the next layer can be applied. After applying a hundred layers, patterns can be carved on this heavy paint.
Moreover, the requirements for carvers are also extremely high.
An ordinary red box can take several months to complete. A more complicated one like the one Lin Feng has in hand may take a year, or even a year and a half, or two years to make one. This alone is enough to show that , this thing is rare.
"The horn-shaped red box is really weird!"
"However, this kind of red box is probably worth two to three hundred thousand at most, right?"
"The Buddha's Infinite Life Buddha is a fine product at first glance. Although there is no identification, it is most likely from the Yongxuan period!"
"A longevity Buddha statue of this level should start at 2 million, right?"
"It seems that Lin Feng lost the competition tonight."
"Lord Buddha, he is still Lord Buddha after all!"
"..."
People in the Antiques Association are talking about it, but the final evaluation results have not come out. Moreover, in addition to Xu Jingcheng, the master who participated in the competition, there were two other masters present.
They were also invited and became the judges of this competition.
before the final assessment results come out.
Xu Jingcheng looked at Lin Feng and said.
"Master Lin, compared with you, I don't dare to give in at all!"
Lin Feng handed over his hand.
"Thank you Lord Buddha for taking this seriously!"
Xu Jingcheng smiled mysteriously and said.
"Is there a special scraper for cultural relics and antiques? I need one!"
Everyone didn't know what Xu Jingcheng was going to do, but people from the association quickly sent over special tools.
Xu Jingcheng skillfully held the blade and turned the statue of Amitayus in a circle so that the front of the statue faced him.
"Actually, this Buddha statue can definitely be a palace statue from the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty!"
"It has a style!"
Having money means that the value of this statue is at least doubled.
Saying this, he used the scraper to pass across the plane of the lotus platform of the Buddha statue.
Soon, a string of text appeared above.
"The gift was given during the Yongle year of the Ming Dynasty."
