"What, you want to sell something?" Yi Dahong asked Han Haochen, then picked up the teacup on his table and took a sip of tea.
Han Haochen nodded and said, "Yes, I want to buy something. Boss, please show me. How many tens of millions can you get?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Yi Dahong, the owner of Cungu Pavilion, spat out a mouthful of tea, and then coughed twice.
puff--
Cough cough cough——
Cough cough cough——
It looked like he was choking.
Yi Dahong was shocked.
Although he often dealt with high-end goods, they were usually in the hundreds of thousands or millions. But the novice in the antiques circle in front of him said tens of millions, which really shocked him.
"What is in this broken box that you want to ask for tens of millions of dollars?" Yi Dahong glanced sideways at Han Haochen.
Yi Dahong felt that Han Haochen didn't understand anything. He probably watched too many treasure appraisal programs and asked for tens of millions. Such collections almost always appear in large auctions. If such treasures really exist, they will choose large ones. Auctions, not antique shops.
Han Haochen said: "The box contains a jade pendant, which is an ancestral treasure in my family. It feels cool in the palm of my hand. If it is in a place without sunlight, I will feel a bit of cold chill."
Han Haochen didn't understand jade quality or carving, let alone what dynasty this jade pendant came from, but he could feel that this jade pendant was very special, as if it was constantly emitting air-conditioning.
Yi Dahong curled his lips disdainfully. If he didn't want to continue doing business, he would have kicked Han Haochen out directly. Was he introducing Gu Yu? Is this writing a fantasy?
Yi Dahong said impatiently: "This handsome guy, if you want to tell stories, you'd better find another place. I have to do business in Cunugu Pavilion. I'm not here to listen to your stories. Compared with telling stories, I'm better than you." Men'erqing, what about Empress Dowager Cixi's foot-binding cloth, Li Lianying's kimchi and radish, I can chat with you all night long."
Han Haochen asked doubtfully: "Boss, you just said that I understand Empress Dowager Cixi's foot-binding cloth. What is Li Lianying's pickled radish? I really can't think of it."
Yi Dahong said with disgust: "You can't even guess this, isn't it the thing you passed down the family line to?"
Han Haochen said in surprise: "Ah? This...how can this be this thing? Boss, are you kidding me?"
Yi Dahong really wanted to kick this young man out with so many problems. He still had to make money, but he had no time to explain to this young man.
"I don't understand this. Li Lianying was a great eunuch in the Qing Dynasty. How did the eunuch become an eunuch? He must have cut off that thing. That thing is very valuable to the eunuch. In order to save it conveniently, he put it in a jar and soaked it. Come on, use your brain and think about it carefully, I don’t need to talk nonsense to you!"
However, at this moment, a voice sounded: "Boss, this statement is not strict. The method of purification for eunuchs in the Qing Dynasty was to cut the radish and lychee completely, not just cut the radish, let alone put them in a jar and soak them as you said. , but first put it in a lime powder box to absorb the blood and keep it dry, then wipe it clean with a damp cloth and soak it in the sesame oil."
"Wait until the sesame oil has soaked them thoroughly, and finally put them in a small wooden box with exquisite workmanship, seal the gaps with wax oil, then wrap them with a layer of oil paper soaked in tung oil, seal the package, choose an auspicious day, and hang it Placing it on the main beam of your ancestral hall or home means rising high."
When Yi Dahong and Han Haochen heard the sound, they both looked in the direction of the source.
The person speaking was Chu Yang.
