"Sir, would you like to give me a look?"
The person who said this was an old man, wearing a light blue coat that had been starched until it turned white. His honest face showed a look of discomfort with the surrounding environment.
And, with his lowered eyes filled with inferiority, he held a tightly wrapped plain leather package in his hand.
The old man mustered up the courage to look at Jiang Qi, but the next moment he lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to look at the person.
Jiang Qi lowered his head, glanced at the old man's ankles exposed due to his short pants, and smiled.
"Old man, it seems we don't accept goods from retail investors here. Are you looking for buyers here?"
"no!"
The old man shook his head hurriedly, fearing that Jiang Qi would misunderstand, and explained continuously: "I asked around the whole street, and the price they gave was too low. This is a treasure passed down from my family. If Erwazi didn't have money to go to school, I would have paid tens of millions of dollars." Don’t dare to do something that would shame our ancestors!”
"Later, a kind-hearted stall owner told me that this Jade Pavilion has a trading area. Although it has to be pumped, the buyers here are real people and educated people, and they will not cheat us ignorant people. farmers!"
"Even the sentence just now was learned by me now!"
The old man talked a lot, and he was so anxious that he had trouble ordering the words before and after.
Jiang Qi nodded when he heard this, looked around and found that there were many guests present, most of them looked like a boss, plus a person who looked like a gentle scholar.
The boss who likes antiques has no discernment, and the discerning boss has no money, so there is this combination.
Of course, there are others who are alone like Jiang Qi, but even the youngest one present is at least one round older than Jiang Qi.
"There are so many people here, why are you looking for me alone?"
The old man smiled sheepishly and said in a low voice: "Those people look like big bosses at first glance, so I don't dare to talk to them."
"I just see that you are not old, sir. At least you won't drive me away."
"Besides, to be honest, sir, at your age, you are probably here to gain experience. If I take out this treasure of yours, no matter how you look at it, it will arouse the interest of those big bosses."
The last sentence vividly describes the cunning and philistineness of a common man.
The old man didn't expect Jiang Qi to accept his baby, he just used Jiang Qi to arouse others' interest in his baby.
At Jiang Qi's age, no matter what judgment he makes, there will always be people curious.
What good could a little kid see? Let me take a look!
In this way, the old man, the seller, became the active party.
However, the old man can speak his mind openly and openly, which at least can be regarded as an honest person.
Jiang Qi nodded and said, "Please sit down. May I ask your name?"
"It's not expensive, it's not expensive! Just call me Wang Laoer!"
Old Man Wang carefully sat down halfway, looking very cautious.
"Okay, Mr. Wang, let's take a look?"
Jiang Qi pointed to the package that Old Man Wang was holding tightly.
"Okay, okay, I'll open it and show it to you, sir!"
Old Man Wang deliberately raised his voice, which immediately attracted the attention of several people.
But no one came over, firstly because Jiang Qi's place was a partition, and secondly because of the rules of the antique shop. Before the buyer and seller reached an agreement, it would be awkward for other people to come over, whether they were looking at the goods or promoting their own goods. OK.
This scene made Old Man Wang a little disappointed, but he did not stop moving his hands and opened the package slowly and carefully.
The plain leather was wrapped in many layers. As the innermost layer was lifted, Jiang Qi saw a long box about thirty centimeters long. It didn't look like it was made of expensive wood.
"Please take a look."
Old man Wang opened the box carefully.
Jiang Qi looked down and his eyes narrowed slightly.
There is a penholder lying in the box, which is made of white jade and slightly yellowed, showing the simplicity of time.
The white jade pen barrel has been polished to be round and smooth, and under the sunlight you can clearly see the aftertaste of the patina. It is obviously the beloved object of the original owner.
The place where the nib should be is bare and has lost its function as a brush, but it is not too difficult to replace the nib.
Jiang Qi looked at it for a moment, looked up at Old Man Wang, and asked, "Shall I take action?"
"Please, please!"
Naturally, Old Man Wang would not refuse.
Jiang Qi dragged the box, picked up the two ends of the white jade penholder with both hands, and turned it slowly.
Then I discovered that there were two lines of writing engraved on the pen barrel in small calligraphy.
It is Founder's regular script.
There are two lines of characters, one long and one short, both from the top of the pen barrel, one on the left and one on the right at both ends.
The long line is: I would like to give this to my brother Zhe, and congratulate my brother on his birthday.
The short line on the opposite side is: Derby Zhuanxu.
"I heard from my grandfather that this is the writing brush of the great writer Su Shi of the Song Dynasty!"
"It was a gift from his younger brother who is the prime minister!"
Old Man Wang said nervously, as if he was afraid that Jiang Qi would say he was lying.
"Look at the quality of this jade, it is indeed an antique."
Jiang Qi put back the white jade pen holder that had never left the box, raised his head and said, "But it doesn't mean it wasn't given to Su Shi by Su Che."
"Yes! It must be! How could Master Er cheat me?"
Old man Wang spoke his hometown dialect anxiously.
"Okay, I didn't say no."
Jiang Qi smiled and waved his hand and asked: "I like it very much. Can you give me a price?"
Old Man Wang was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his hands in embarrassment, and said sheepishly: "Sir, please give it to me, I don't know how much this is worth."
"Half a million."
Jiang Qi didn't even stumble and made an offer directly.
A hint of subtle joy flashed in Old Wang's eyes, but his face was troubled.
"Can you add more? This is the brush Su Shi used!"
"What? Su Shi's writing brush? Who is bragging about not paying taxes?"
Before Old Man Wang finished speaking, someone started chatting next to him. A middle-aged man in a suit and glasses strolled over.
He smiled at Jiang Qi and said, "This young gentleman, when you finish reading, will you let me take over?"
After that, he didn't say anything else, he just waited quietly next to Jiang Qi, but his eyes were always on the white jade penholder.
The man was very close, allowing Jiang Qi to hear his slightly rapid breathing.
Jiang Qi looked at Old Man Wang and said with a smile: "Eight hundred thousand, if it doesn't work, let the big brother next to you take a look."
"All right!"
Old Man Wang struggled with his thoughts for a long time, and finally nodded and said: "Eight hundred thousand, it belongs to you, sir!"
“If Erwazi wasn’t in such a hurry for money, I really wouldn’t want to sell it!”
Jiang Qi didn't speak.
"well!"
The man sighed and turned to leave.
At this time, the senior manager happened to come over with a craftsman.
Jiang Qi took out a card and said: "Supervisor, please help me transfer 800,000 to this old man."
The senior manager was stunned for a moment and glanced at Old Man Wang. Still nodded, he called someone to come over and take Old Man Wang to remit money.
Jiang Qi watched Old Man Wang leave, and then looked at the senior manager who was hesitant to speak.
He smiled and said, "Are you trying to say that I got a punch in the eye?"
