After all, more than two thousand years have passed, and the records about the Kyushu Cauldron have become incomplete. Many ancient books hold different opinions, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false, and there are no usable clues.
If the few words passed down from Master Zhou Jiadong's sect were not random talk, they at least pointed out a general direction, which was near Luocheng.
"Boss, how can I find it?"
"Let's find someone to chat with."
Brown Bear and Chen Xiaojun looked at each other. Can any clues be found in this chat?
"I'm going to take a hot shower first. You guys go to the restaurant and wait for me. After dinner, we'll go to the antique city together."
The person he was chatting with was Boss Hu, whom he had met before. It was not a coincidence that he came here today. There were many customers in the store, so Boss Hu came out to greet him personally.
"Boss Hu, your Qilinzhai is a time-honored antique store in Luo City. I found you because of this sign. You have to help me check this painting no matter what. This is related to our lifelong happiness."
"Mr. Lu, no one in the antique shop dares to guarantee that their appraisal will be correct. Appraisal of antiques tests your eyesight. If my eyesight is not good, then my appraisal may be wrong. Of course. , since you are here for my time-honored brand, I will naturally take a closer look, but I will not make any promises to you."
"Boss Hu, please take your time."
Li Mo didn't alert him. Today was the weekend, and Cao Jingjing was also helping in the store. She was introducing porcelain to a middle-aged couple.
"Mr. Zhang, every piece of porcelain here is produced by Gu Yunxuan, the magic capital. In addition to being inferior to those genuine porcelains in terms of time, they are extremely exquisite and beautiful in terms of craftsmanship and appearance. Compared with those worth hundreds of thousands, Genuine porcelain, these high-imitation porcelain worth seven to eight thousand yuan are definitely worth your collection."
"Little boss, after hearing what you say, it will be a loss if I don't buy a few to decorate."
"It's because Mr. Zhang has great vision."
"Okay, pick five for me."
Cao Jingjing quickly completed a transaction, and then saw Li Mo looking at a painting on the wall. She quickly walked over and said respectfully: "Hello, Professor Li."
"Is the business done?"
"They are all old customers of my grandfather, and they also gave me the best price discount, so it is easier to close the deal. But the most important thing is because of Gu Yunxuan's reputation. Who can play antiques nowadays but not know the value of the three words Gu Yunxuan."
"Haha, you are actually quite good as a little boss, but do you have genuine porcelain in your store?"
"Yes, my grandpa keeps them like treasures. The most expensive one seems to be a large blue and white plate from the Jiaqing period of the Ming Dynasty."
While the two were chatting, they heard something was wrong with Boss Hu.
"Boss Hu, what do you mean? When you say you're not sure, don't you mean there's something wrong with this painting?"
The young man surnamed Lu raised his voice a little. He was a little excited and slapped his right hand on the counter: "Boss Hu, I bought this painting from the auction. It has the appraisal certificate from the appraisal expert. How did I get it?" Does your side become a fake?"
"Mr. Lu, I just said that I couldn't be sure, but I didn't say that this painting is a fake. Besides, since you have an expert's appraisal certificate, why did you come to me for another appraisal?"
"That's because I believe in the Qilinzhai brand, but now it seems that Boss Hu is quite disappointing."
"Mr. Lu, I'm really sorry, my level is only about this. If you are not sure about the paintings you can buy, you can ask other experts for advice."
Boss Hu was not angry.
"My grandpa seems to be in some trouble." Cao Jingjing frowned slightly and was about to step forward to argue a few words when she heard Li Mo say, "I'll go over and see what kind of painting it is."
"Thank you Professor Li."
Boss Hu had also seen Li Mo a long time ago. When he saw him approaching, he smiled and said hello: "I'm sorry, Mr. Li, I made you laugh."
"What's the joke? What you said just now is right. Playing with antiques tests your eyesight. No matter who you are, it's impossible to pat your own chest and say that your appraisal must be authoritative. If you can, I will tell you what painting it is. Take a look?"
The painting had not been put away yet and was spread flat on the counter. Boss Hu glanced at the young man named Lu and said calmly: "Mr. Lu, this Mr. Li also has good research on calligraphy and painting appraisal. He can..."
"Hahaha, it's really interesting. You're not good at it, but you actually hired a young boy to appraise my painting. Okay, he can just look at it, but I want to see what appraisal conclusion he comes up with."
Li Mo turned a deaf ear to his words, his eyes fell on the painting, and he suddenly said "Eh".
"You seem to be pretty good at it. How about my painting?"
"Yes, the painting is quite good. Since you bought it at an auction, keep it at home for a good collection. This painting has a high potential for appreciation and can be used as a family heirloom."
Li Mo nodded seriously and said.
Boss Hu was stunned for a moment, and his eyes fell on the painting again. The young man named Lu was also obviously taken aback. He looked Li Mo up and down, trying to see something on his face.
"This painting has an expert appraisal conclusion from the auction house. I think it is worthy of trust. I have just looked at it carefully and it is indeed the original "Lone Bird Picture" by Bada Shanren, a famous painter in the early Qing Dynasty. So you put this painting Take it back and keep it well."
"You, a young guy who still hasn't finished his fetal hair, want to imitate the big trick and trick me. If you say this is an authentic work from Bada Shanren, does that mean it must be an authentic work?"
The man named Lu didn't believe it.
"Boss Hu just said he was not sure, and you blamed him for his low skill. Now I say this is an authentic Bada Shanren painting, and you don't believe it. Then do you think the painting you bought at the auction is real or fake?"
Li Mo was a little dumbfounded. It was neither true nor false.
"You said it is authentic, then do you dare to buy it?"
The young man named Lu snorted and looked at him provocatively.
"You want to change hands?" Li Mo looked at him with a strange expression, "This painting has great potential for appreciation, and it can be passed on to future generations as a family heirloom."
"Hahaha, you have always said that it is very valuable, has great potential for appreciation, and can be used as a family heirloom. Then I won't ask you for more. I spent 350,000 yuan to buy it. I won't ask for more from you, just 400,000. How about I transfer it to you?"
Many people in the store have gathered around to watch the excitement. The transaction of 400,000 yuan is quite a feat.
"Just transfer 400,000 yuan to me, you will vomit blood at the loss. I suggest you not to be impulsive, take this "Lone Bird Picture" back and collect it carefully, maybe it will be worth 20 million or even 30 million in the future."
Li Mo was still trying to persuade him, for fear that he would suffer heavy losses.
"Don't talk nonsense to me. I want 400,000 yuan. If you have the guts, take it. If you don't, just go away. Don't make a fool of yourself in front of me."
The man named Lu seemed quite impatient.
"Okay, I'll buy it. Boss Hu, please help me draw up a contract."
