But since she had already asked about the price, and judging from the expressions of the shopkeeper and the waiter, it seemed that she would not buy it even if she asked. Qingyan felt that she had to fight for her reputation even if she didn't fight for the steamed buns. She couldn't throw people into the ancient times. She gritted her teeth and said, Bought!
This thing is considered an antique, so you can take it back and give it away.
After paying the money, he walked out of the bookstore to the surprised looks on his face by the shopkeeper and the waiter. Chou Chou laughed in his head, "I've told you, ancient books are very expensive. You must go in and read them. Spend a tael of silver." What kind of crap did you buy..."
Qingyan said angrily: "Hurry up and put it in your space, and stop talking nonsense.
I didn't want to buy books before I went in. I originally wanted to see if there were any calligraphy and paintings inside, in case I found calligraphy and paintings from the Tang Dynasty on Taobao.
Even if they don't belong to everyone, the calligraphy and paintings of the Tang Dynasty are still antiques. Who knew that this so-called bookstore sells pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and there are only a few books, but no calligraphy and paintings at all. "
Chou Chou said in a weird voice: "Who told you not to ask me first? If you want to ask me, don't you know that this bookstore sells pens, inks, paper, inkstones and some ordinary books. If you want to buy calligraphy and paintings, you should go to the study room. It is a place where some men of letters go.
This kind of ordinary bookstore is mostly a place for some newly enlightened children to buy the four treasures of the study. Those who have real fame or some status will not come.
And those who want to sell calligraphy and painting, the corresponding customers are also those people, especially the calligraphy and painting made by famous people, those without financial background can't afford it, so they will not be hung in ordinary bookstores.
There are only a very small number of people who sell their calligraphy and paintings on the street like you see on TV. They have to be in a certain level of poverty, and they are not favored in the study and will not accept them, so they sell on the street.
But even then, it will only appear in prosperous times. This kind of thing is not so popular in troubled times. There is a saying that antiques in prosperous times and gold in troubled times come from this. "
Qingyan thought about it. Really good things are probably hidden by some collectors. In the hands of some famous people, it is impossible to get them.
As for picking out those who are not famous yet and will become famous after death, it is not that easy. First, you don’t know people at all, so you can’t just go up and ask them for their names. Some people don’t even know their names, and you have to When asked about people's names or nicknames, some of them were not famous by their real names, and many were given by descendants.
Even if she doesn’t know how to appraise it herself, it’s okay for you to let her know some jewelry. After all, she has seen a lot. There are all kinds of jewelry in Xiangxiang Space, even some other antiques. She also knows a little bit about it, but things like calligraphy and painting are... Not necessarily anymore.
She went to several auctions with her father, and she couldn't tell the difference between the copies and the original paintings, especially the copies from the same era.
If they are made in modern times, it is easier to tell. After all, there is a difference between old ones and antiques. If they are from the same dynasty, you really can’t tell who is Li Kui and who is Li Gui.
In this case, Qingyan wouldn't worry about it anymore. After all, there really weren't anyone in their family that was that elegant.
When my parents went to the sea to collect sunken ships, they always picked up valuable items and kept them. Some cultural relics and antiques with research value were basically handed over and secretly placed in the National Museum.
First, both parents are patriotic. More importantly, they are not the kind of elegant people. They really don’t have that kind of hobby in collecting antiques.
For my wife, a thousand-year-old antique cultural relic is not as attractive as a new piece of clothing.
Not to mention my father, who belongs to the category of men in science and technology. He is already a rich man with industries all over the world. He still has to find some time to do research and make inventions every day. Yes, it can be said that he is a layman.
After exiting the bookstore, there are only two shops left as you walk forward.
At the end of East Street is the high city wall. There are a few trees and a ditch beside the wall. It doesn't smell bad, it should be just for drainage.
Qingyan stood behind a relatively thick tree and asked Chou Chou to take out the camera. Covered by the trunk of the tree, she took a few photos of the street scene on East Street. This location was very good and she could take in the entire street.
After that, I asked Chou Chou to go up the tree with his camera and take a few photos of the city wall before preparing to go back.
I took a look at the two shops at the end of the street. One was a winery and the other was a medical clinic.
I don’t know why these two are opened at the end. Shouldn’t the medical clinic be opened in the middle? It is also more convenient for others to come to see you.
Withdrawing her gaze, she turned around and entered the last winery. Qingyan bought a jar of the most expensive wine here for five taels of silver. This was for her grandpa, who liked to have a drink at night.
As soon as I came out of it, I was hit by someone. My immediate thought was that I had encountered a pickpocket.
If you want to ask why she feels this way, it is of course because although there are people coming and going on East Street, there are not many people at the end.
He could hit her on such a wide street. Who would believe it if he didn't mean it?
And this is not an adult, but a half-grown child.
Subconsciously, she wanted to reach out and grab him, but she was holding the wine jar with both hands and couldn't free her hands for a moment. Before she could make a move, she heard the half-year-old child scream in pain and lay directly on the ground with his arms folded. Wail.
Qingyan was confused by this incident. What do you mean? This is not a ploy to steal money!
After all, she didn't have a purse or anything on her, just a satchel, and all the money was in Chou Chou's space.
She found some copper coins that were too heavy for her, so she asked Chou Chou to put them in. When she needed them, she pretended to take them out in her satchel, but in fact, there was only Chou Chou in the satchel.
Well, Chou Chou!
It couldn't have done it, right?
"Chou Chou, what's wrong with you?"
Chou Chou said angrily: "I was looking around with my spiritual consciousness, and suddenly a dirty hand came in and touched my butt. Of course I couldn't let him go, so I pinched him with my claws. I guess The shot was a bit heavy, so my wrist must have been broken."
Qingyan was speechless for a while. With this guy's strength, his wrists would probably be crushed.
Thinking about the feeling of her wrist being pinched hard, Qingyan felt her wrist hurt.
The movement here caused everyone around to look over, and some looked at her with disapproval.
The half-grown man on the ground screamed even more vigorously. Although his forehead hurt and he was sweating, he still looked at Qingyan proudly.
Qingyan was speechless for a while, thinking that this was really a little thief. Looking at his body structure, he didn't look like the kind of person who steals in order to survive when he doesn't have enough to eat, so he felt that he couldn't encourage this evil trend.
Then he said loudly: "I felt a hand reaching into my satchel, and I squeezed it casually. Who knew he would do this!"
(End of chapter)
