At this time, outside the "Chunfeng" pawn shop, a strong man in his forties stood there, wearing a blue cotton robe and earthy brown clothes, a straw hat on his head, a rope tied around his waist, and a pair of trousers on his feet. He was wearing a pair of black cloth shoes, holding a black faded canvas bag tightly in his arms, and was peering inside.
Zhao Donglai, who was standing at the door, glanced sideways and saw that he was dressed as a farmer with a disgusted expression on his face. He urged him to leave quickly and not block the door to do business.
"I'm just here to do business. I'm here to sell two pieces of porcelain bowls, real things unearthed from the pit, good stuff." The strong man said, opening a gap in the canvas bag for Zhao Dong to take a look.
Zhao Donglai glanced at him, and then his whole body shook violently, and his eyes were filled with light, as if a beast had seen its prey. He hurriedly pulled the strong man into the room, calling to Jin Buhuan in the back room to serve tea quickly.
Zhao Donglai asked the strong man to put the porcelain bowl on the table. He took out a pair of white gloves, put them on, and carefully molded the bowl. The bowl was 4.8 centimeters high and about 9.5 centimeters in diameter. The bowl was petal-shaped, with an introverted mouth and a convex inside. Starting from the beginning, the glaze color of the whole body is sky blue, with several purple-red patches appearing on it, and there are iron spots and crystals on it.
"What a good thing, a sky-blue glaze red-spotted petal-shaped bowl from the Jun kiln of the Song Dynasty. Now I have found a treasure." Zhao Donglai felt happy in his heart, but there was no expression on his face.
Zhao Donglai took off his white gloves and asked calmly: "How did you get this bowl?"
"I found it in my field. There was a grave pit underneath, so I took it out secretly and hid it. I took it and wanted to sell it. I went to several shops but didn't dare to go in. My family was in a tight situation. How much do you think this is worth? "
The strong man showed his mouth full of yellow teeth when he spoke, obviously from smoking for a long time, but inadvertently there was a cunning look in his eyes.
"The things are okay. One piece costs 4,000. How about I give you 8,000 in total? You can go out and ask around to find out who else on this street can offer a higher price than our store."
Seeing a strong man dressed as a peasant, Zhao Donglai wanted to trick him in order to catch him. Since ancient times, he has always been a traitor and a businessman.
After hearing this, the strong man shook his head and seemed dissatisfied with the price. He put the porcelain bowl back into his bag and left.
When Zhao Donglai saw this, he quickly pulled the strong man and said: "Two and ten thousand! No more. If it doesn't work, go to another house."
"Sold, but I want cash. I don't have a bank card." The strong man looked like he was reluctant to give up. When he turned around, the corners of his mouth turned up, and a trace of cunning that could not be noticed by others flashed away.
A hint of subtle cunning flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he nodded in response.
Zhao Donglai withdrew a wad of cash from the counter, which was exactly 10,000 yuan. When he was about to sign the transaction with the strong man, Jin Buhuan, who had just finished serving tea and was standing aside, spoke.
"Master Zhao, take a closer look. This bowl is fake. Don't lose money and have no way to explain it to the boss." Jin Buhuan had just seen the porcelain bowl clearly through the power of his eyes.
Wang Chunlai, the boss of the "Chunfeng" pawn shop, usually treats him well. Zhao Donglai made things difficult for him several times and tried to drive him away, but he was suppressed by the boss. Without his boss Wang Chunlai, he didn't know where to submit his resume. Kindness is reciprocated, and kindness is never forgotten. This is what my mother has always taught me since I was a child.
Hearing that Jin Buhuan was talking too much, Zhao Donglai immediately became unhappy and said sarcastically: "Boy, you don't have a long memory. You don't know how much you weigh. I have been working in this industry for more than ten years. You How dare you question my vision?".
Hearing that Zhao Donglai looked down upon him, Jin Buhuan stepped forward and said confidently: "Master Zhao, the Jun kiln petal bowl of the Song Dynasty has 10 ridges that are convex on the inside and recessed on the outside. The bowl is naturally divided into ten petals. With its circle foot, this bowl has a unique shape, like a blooming flower, charming and colorful. The blue and purple glaze colors are like colorful clouds floating in the sky. This is the obvious feature to identify it."
Jin Buhuan spoke eloquently through the information coming from his mind.
"Boy, you don't have to tell me, I used this as the basis for my appraisal, hum! Don't think that you just looked at something casually, and just a bottle with less than half a bottle is hanging around here, messing up my business." , Zhao Donglai said coldly.
"Master Zhao, I haven't finished my words yet. Although these two bowls have petal-shaped legs, outwards, wide feet, bright glaze colors, and exquisite workmanship, they still have two fatal flaws." With the power, Jin Buhuan is no longer afraid of Zhao Dong coming to trouble him. From today on, he will not let others bully him anymore. He will prove himself.
Seeing that Zhao Donglai was about to refute him, Jin Buhuan quickly looked at the strong man on the side and asked: "I heard that these pairs of bowls came from the grave pit in your field, right?"
The strong man looked at Jin Buhuan and then at Zhao Donglai. He couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart and whispered: "Yes, I dug it out myself."
"It's obvious. Since they are funerary objects in the tomb, how can there be two identical things? This has no precedent in China's five thousand years of burial history," Jin Buhuan said firmly.
Hearing this, Zhao Donglai couldn't help but shuddered, his face turned pale, he was careless, he jumped into the good stuff when he saw it, and ignored this basic common sense, but he didn't want to admit that he was blind, so that Jin Buhan would be like this. The young apprentice has to teach himself a lesson. How can he have the dignity to hang out in the antique street in the future? Even if it is a lie, he can only call it the truth at this moment.
"You are talking nonsense here. There are no absolutes in the world. This alone does not mean that this bowl is fake. It does not mean anything!"
Zhao Donglai pretended to be calm and raised his voice and shouted.
While the two were arguing, a black Rolls-Royce parked in front of the "Chunfeng" pawn shop. A beautiful woman wearing an OL uniform and exuding a mature aura got out of the car and walked directly towards the inner room. As she walked, a clear and loud voice like a silver bell came: "You can hear Master Zhao getting angry outside. What happened? Who made you angry?"
The person who walked in was Wang Lingling, the daughter of Wang Chunlai, the owner of the "Chunfeng" pawn shop. She was twenty-five years old this year. Jin Buhuan could not help but feel nervous when he saw her heart beating wildly. He quickly nodded and said hello to Wang Lingling. Cover up your embarrassment.
When Zhao Donglai saw Wang Lingling walking in, he quickly said, "Lingling, you're here just in time. Come and comment. This customer wants to sell us two Jun kiln sky blue glaze red-spotted petal bowls from the Song Dynasty. I'll give him the price." We have already negotiated, but Jin Buhuan, a stupid young man, broke the rules and stood in front of me to oppose me, saying that this is a fake."
"I have been in this industry for more than 20 years. Isn't my eyesight better than his? I think he is just trying to express himself to attract your attention. With his little ability, he is useless."
Zhao Donglai is full of bad intentions and here he is slandering Jin Buhuan. Jin Buhuan has been an apprentice for several months. He never knows how to entertain himself and show hospitality first. He has long been disliked by him. The most important thing is that he is doing some private work to earn some extra money. I can't let go. I must take this opportunity today to drive Jin Buhuan out.
Hearing what Zhao Donglai said, Wang Lingling frowned slightly. The past few months in the store gave her the feeling that Jin Buhuan was a hard-working young man with good quality. He was just a man who didn't understand the world and was adaptable. According to his father, Master Zhao asked to fire him several times, but he didn't want to break the rules of the antique store by talking nonsense and arguing with Zhao Donglai.
Wang Lingling's expression returned to normal and she looked at Jin Buhuan and said, "Jin Buhuan, you said that the pair of bowls are fakes. Do you have any basis for that?"
"Based on what I just said, two funerary objects unearthed from the tomb are of exactly the same quality. This has no precedent and there are big problems. If this doesn't explain it, I have a way to verify the authenticity right away. "
Jin Buhuan was fed up with Zhao Donglai's bullying. Just as Wang Lingling came, Jin Buhuan showed his strength in front of the people he admired, and Jin Buhuan was full of confidence.
He walked to the counter, took out a paper clip, walked in front of everyone, picked up one of the glazed bowls, stabbed it on the curved surface, jumped off the paint on the surface, took out the paper clip, and showed it to everyone, only to see that the needle had a A wisp of colloidal pigment is a modern coloring process. In the Song Dynasty, all natural pigments were used, and the authenticity is obvious.
Zhao Donglai froze in place, his face looked very ugly, and sweat flowed down his face from time to time.
Wang Lingling stood aside and looked at Jin Buhuan, very surprised. She felt that Jin Buhuan was more and more interesting. He was usually not showy, but he didn't expect that he would have this ability to identify people at critical moments.
"I won't sell it anymore... Do you know what the goods are? Give it back to me!" Seeing that the scam was discovered, the middle-aged man snatched the bowl from Jin Buhuan's hand and ran out of the "Chunfeng" pawn shop in a panic.
Seeing the scene that happened in front of her, the truth of the matter was now obvious. Wang Lingling did not blame Zhao Donglai. After all, she was a master who had worked at the "Chunfeng" pawn shop for more than ten years. A slap or two was unavoidable. She He looked at Jin Buhuan and asked, "How did you see it? You discovered such a small flaw."
"I... have good eyesight... I usually like to observe, it's just a coincidence. I just don't want our store to suffer any losses." Jin Buhuan just found a reason and planned to fool him. He didn't want his special powers to be discovered. This was his biggest problem. He didn't plan to tell anyone the secret, otherwise he would suffer a lot if he was taken away by the special department and used as a guinea pig for research.
"From tomorrow onwards, you and Master Zhao can sit together and collect the goods together, and stop doing chores." Wang Lingling, as the young owner of "Chunfeng" Pawn Shop, directly promoted Jin Buhuan.
"Thank you, Manager Wang. I will work hard and seriously." Jin Buhuan was so excited that he did not expect that he would become a full-time employee directly from an apprentice.
After Wang Lingling finished speaking, she walked up to the second floor and ignored Zhao Donglai. At this time, Zhao Donglai felt very uncomfortable when he heard that Jin Buhuan was on an equal footing with him. In addition, he lost face with what happened today, and he looked at Jin Buhuan with resentment.
"Boy, let's wait and see. We're not done yet. If I don't find a chance to torture you to death in the future, my surname will not be Zhao!"
