Everyone followed He Ren to the side. Everyone looked at He Ren expectantly, including Baoyou in the live broadcast room.
He Ren was stunned, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Zhang Nuo said angrily, "Don't be too pretentious, tell me quickly, how much money did you make?"
"Are you so sure that I missed it?"
"Nonsense, your acting skills are so bad that you can't even hold your mouth shut. If it hadn't been dark, the boss might have regretted it."
He Ren scratched his head, was his acting skills really that bad?
Just when He Ren was about to reveal the answer to the mystery, his cell phone rang suddenly. He Ren was happy when he saw the caller ID. It was Xie Baokun.
"Brother Xie, are you here for this set of "Fang's Calligraphy Manual"?"
Xie Baokun's voice was loud enough for everyone to hear, "Nonsense, I've been watching your live broadcast today. Is it from the Ming Dynasty?"
"It should be the late Ming Dynasty version. It is very well preserved."
"Come on, don't sell it, I want it, five hundred thousand."
He Ren opened his mouth. Xie Baokun's price was a bit high. Generally speaking, "Fang's Ink Book" from the Ming Dynasty was only about three to four hundred thousand. Even if it was in such good condition, it would cost less than half a million.
Xie Baokun seemed to have guessed what He Ren was thinking, "It's hard to buy something good if you have money. I've been looking for this set of books for a long time, but I haven't found one that's in the right quality. You must keep it for me."
He Ren had no choice but to nod and agree. Xie Baokun directly called He Ren the money and then said, "I happen to have a friend in Beijing. I asked him to find you and bring me the book. I won't go there first." ”
"Okay..."
He Ren was a little speechless. He originally wanted to collect "Fang's Calligraphy Book" after seeing it in such good condition. Who knew that Xie Baokun paid so much attention to him and even offered money, how could he refuse?
Not only He Ren was speechless, but the people next to him were also speechless. How long had it been? He Ren earned half a million? No, not just 500,000 yuan, but also two stones, which seemed to have been sold for more than 100,000 yuan. Isn’t this treasure appraisal anchor making too much money?
Seeing the shocked expressions on several people's faces, He Ren's friends were also proud of You. After all, his anchor was so awesome, and Ai Ren was so proud...
Just when Lin Feifei and Ye Zi remembered the Dawan Stone bought by He Ren, Zhou Zhou suddenly appeared like a ghost and startled everyone.
"Brother Zhou, why don't you make any sound when you walk?"
He Ren even showed Bruce Lee's starting move, and almost gave Zhou Wan a flying kick. Zhou Wan quickly took two steps back, "Aren't you in a hurry? I just saw that you bought a set of "Fang's Calligraphy Book". Let me run it together, okay?"
"You didn't watch the live broadcast?"
Zhou Zhou was startled, "I saw it, so I knew you picked up a set of "Fang's Calligraphy Book", from the Ming Dynasty, right?"
"Then don't you know that someone called me just now and took away 500,000 yuan?"
"Five million..."
Zhou Zhou was speechless. The buyer in his hands probably wouldn't pay this price. Could it be that He Ren was still cooperating with other people?
He Ren smiled and patted Zhou Zhou on the shoulder, "He is a friend of mine who is a collector, a standard rich second generation."
Zhou Zhou felt relieved and happily transferred 150,000 yuan to He Ren. Then he put the two Dawan stones in his bag and turned around to leave.
He Ren glanced at Lin Feifei and Ye Zi who were hesitant to speak, and stopped Zhou Zhuan, "Brother Zhou, they still have a few Yuhua stones in their hands. If it's convenient for you, help them find a buyer. The agency fee is I'll come out."
Zhou Wan naturally would not refuse and bought all the rain flower stones in the hands of Lin Feifei and Zhang Nuo. "I will send you the bill later and we will settle the bill together next time."
First, he advanced the money for Yuhuashi, then Zhou Zhou came to He Ren's side and whispered, "The time to pay for the old house has been decided. We will set off the day after tomorrow in the evening and arrive early in the morning the day after tomorrow."
He Ren nodded, said hello to Zhou Zhou, and left. It seemed that the younger brother who was usually at home wasn't that good either...
After sending Zhou Zhou away, Bao's friends asked He Ren what little trick he and Zhou Zhou were doing just now.
He Ren chuckled, "In three days, I'm going to Jin Province to buy my old house..."
The treasure friends became excited. Last time He Ren went to Xinyuan Community to pick up leaks, they gained a lot of knowledge.
"It's different from the last time. This time it's a real old Shanxi merchant house. The things inside should be very old. At worst, they are all from the Republic of China. I will send out a live broadcast notice when the time comes."
The treasure friends were wailing, which probably meant that they were all at work during the day and might miss the live broadcast.
"You can watch the recording, and I will also upload highlights on the broken site. By the way, speaking of broken sites, I only have more than 10,000 followers, so forget it for free, can you go over and give me a follow? ? I don’t even have a certification..."
Before the treasure friends could say anything, the supervisor came and said, "Remind anchors: Don't divert traffic to other platforms..."
Everyone in He Ren was dumbfounded, while Baoyou and his friends were laughing like crazy, "You see? It's not that we don't want to go, it's because the superintendent doesn't let us go."
"That's right, aren't you siding with the enemy?"
While He Ren was speechless, Ye Zi and Lin Feifei also whispered for a long time. Lin Feifei asked a little embarrassedly, "Brother Ren, can we go with you?"
"This is a private invitation, so it's not convenient."
Before He Ren could speak, Zhang Nuo refused. Zhang Nuo could see clearly that it was Ye Zi who was encouraging Lin Feifei, and she was a little unhappy.
Ye Zi is not a big anchor, and the attention he brings to He Ren is less than half of Lin Feifei's.
Moreover, He Ren had made an exception by taking her to pick up leaks today. These sisters actually went to extravagance and wanted to continue to mess with her... How could such a good thing happen?
"Let's go, someone seems to be selling paintings out front."
He Ren relieved Lin Feifei's embarrassment and took the lead in walking towards another stall.
This stall is no longer a street stall. The boss has built several mobile clothes drying racks, and instead of clothes hanging on them, there are pieces of thangka.
He Ren was startled. He really didn't expect to see thangkas in a ghost market. It was indeed the most complicated ghost market in Beijing, and there were people selling such things.
Lin Feifei was also attracted by the thangka in front of her. She touched it and saw that it seemed to be cloth or embroidery, so she asked, "What is this? A blanket? Or a tablecloth?"
"This is a thangka." He Ren smiled and shook his head. "It can also be regarded as a kind of painting. It is a scroll painting used for religious worship. Most of it is the work of Tibetan Buddhism."
Zhang Nuo also touched it, "What material is this made of?"
"Generally speaking, it is embroidery, that is, silk threads of various colors. Such thangkas are not easy to damage. There are also tapestry ones, which are more precious and rare. There are also cotton threads, cloth and animal skins..."
He Ren rolled his eyes, "Of course, some of them use... human skin."
"ah!"
Several screams were heard, and Zhang Nuo and Lin Feifei took several steps back and kept shaking their hands, obviously frightened.
He Ren said with a bad smile, "Human skin thangkas are very rare. It's not so easy to find them. Most of them here are embroidery and cotton weaving..."
Before He Ren finished speaking, his eyes straightened and his mouth seemed to be opened...
