Ye Zhiqiu has been working part-time jobs to make money during his four years of college. After his mother started working, she had some savings, but she never paid back the money.
However, Shen Chaoyang and his father never asked for it.
After graduation, Ye Zhiqiu never found a suitable job. Shen Chaoyang had long proposed to work in his small company, and Ye Zhiqiu didn't want to owe him too many favors.
Moreover, his mother told him that it was best not to work with relatives and friends as many things could not be explained clearly.
Brothers who were originally good friends may turn against each other because of some things.
Brothers, let's settle the score. This sentence itself pours cold water on the brotherhood. Even those who are blood relatives can become enemies due to various interests.
When Ye Zhiqiu thought of his father's experience, he was deeply moved and immediately declined Shen Chaoyang.
"Fat man, what's going on? I was at the flea market just now and picked up something. I wonder if it's worth anything?"
"Do you know anyone who collects antiques or owns antique shops? Let's see if anyone collects them?"
Shen Chaoyang shouted: "I'll go! Zhiqiu, can you identify treasures?"
"Didn't I tell you? When my grandfather was alive, he liked to collect all kinds of things. I followed him and learned about it. I didn't understand anything at all, but I was somewhat interested in it!"
"I just gave it a try!"
Shen Chaoyang smiled and said: "Well! Xiao Qiuzi, come to my house. My father knows the boss of Qingya Zhai Miao in Beicheng! Boss Miao also likes to tinker with all kinds of antiques. If it is true, he will definitely take it for my father's sake. Give me a real price!”
Ye Zhiqiu took a taxi and rushed to the high-end villa area of Shui'an Garden in Xicheng District. Before he could call Shen Chaoyang, he saw a red BMW X3 driving out of the community.
"boarding!"
Ye Zhiqiu opened the passenger door and jumped into the car.
Shen Chaoyang is half a head taller than Ye Zhiqiu, nearly 1.9 meters tall. He is extremely fat, weighing 230 to 40 pounds. He is wearing a gray T-shirt. He looks handsome, but his obesity has made him lose a lot of weight. point.
"Fat man, you can't lose weight? I feel bad for you when I look at your fat body!"
Shen Chaoyang smiled and said: "You don't know! Fat people have a special sense of beauty!"
Ye Zhiqiu sneered: "If you don't want to reduce it, you won't do it. Why are there so many reasons?"
Shen Chaoyang changed the topic: "Zhiqiu, can't you tell, are you starting to play treasure appraisal? You won't become a master in the future, right? When you become rich, don't forget to take care of your brothers!"
"Don't laugh at me! I just picked up a few broken pieces of porcelain. I don't know if they are worth anything!"
Shen Chaoyang chuckled: "Brother, I believe in your vision! As long as you handle it, it will definitely be a treasure!"
The two chatted and laughed, and half an hour later, they arrived at the middle section of Tianshan Road on the east side of Beicheng District, where various antique shops lined the roadside.
In front of you is a huge three-story building, with the three words "Qingya Zhai" written in flying phoenixes on the plaque.
The two people got out of the car and went to the store.
The whole building is antique, completely imitating the wooden structure with carved beams and painted beams in ancient times. Two wooden doors with exquisitely carved patterns open to both sides.
There were no guests in the hall, and various antiques were placed on the rows of wooden shelves along the wall.
In front of the shelves, there is a row of glass counters, exactly like the ones in the shopping mall, with various items placed on the counters.
Four or five waiters in blue uniforms stood behind the counter, looking at the two people with smiles.
Ye Zhiqiu was slightly startled. He didn't expect that the owner of Qingya Zhai would run the antique shop exactly according to the business model.
He glanced lightly. Although he did not use the clairvoyant eye, he vaguely guessed that the antiques on the first floor were probably not valuable.
A beautiful woman in her twenties at the door greeted Shen Chaoyang warmly: "Long time no see, Mr. Shen!"
Shen Chaoyang said with a smile: "Xiaoyue, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you seem to be more beautiful again! This is my good brother Ye Zhiqiu! Is Master Gao here?"
Xiaoyue hurriedly greeted Ye Zhiqiu and said, "Master Gao is upstairs! Do you want to see him for something? I'll call him down for you!"
She picked up the walkie-talkie on her waist and said something.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw an old man in his fifties slowly walking down the stairs on the east side. He was wearing a white mandarin jacket, his face was red and he was full of energy.
In his right hand he held two walnuts that were shiny and smooth from rubbing together.
"This is the chief appraisal master of Qingya Zhai, Master Gao Yuanshan Gao!"
Shen Chaoyang whispered in Ye Zhiqiu's ear, "Mr. Miao doesn't come often. Master Gao makes the decision in everything!"
He and Ye Zhiqiu rushed forward to greet him.
"Hello, Master Gao! This is my good brother Ye Zhiqiu. He also bought something and wanted to show you whether it is real or fake!"
"Young friend Ye, what did you find?" Gao Yuanshan looked at Ye Zhiqiu kindly.
Ye Zhiqiu took out the three tissues from his pocket and opened them one by one.
When the three fragments of Ru porcelain finally appeared, Gao Yuanshan suddenly trembled all over, his eyes widened, and he didn't even notice when the two walnuts in his hand fell to the ground.
"This, this is?" His whole body was shaking violently, and he stared intently at the three pieces of porcelain in Ye Zhiqiu's hand. His breathing became extremely heavy and his face turned red.
"Let's go upstairs! Go upstairs quickly!" Gao Yuanshan walked upstairs first.
Shen Chaoyang rolled his eyes and understood instantly that it seemed that Ye Zhiqiu's things were not trivial.
Ye Zhiqiu felt even more excited. This time he came to the right place. This old gentleman had some skills.
The two hurriedly followed him upstairs.
When we arrived on the second floor, we saw several huge shelves in the empty room.
On the shelves, there are more than a dozen blue and white porcelain, Jianzhan and other ceramics, as well as various jades. On the easternmost side are several incense burners of different shapes, and more than a dozen calligraphy and paintings are hung on the walls.
Ye Zhiqiu only felt waves of simple and thick breath coming from him.
He intuitively felt that most of the collections here should be genuine.
"Sit! Chaoyang, sit down!"
"Little friend Zhiqiu, sit down quickly!"
There was a table in the middle of the room with various instruments on it. Gao Yuanshan sat down aside and hurriedly asked the two of them to sit down.
As soon as Ye Zhiqiu sat down, he put on his reading glasses and said impatiently: "Zhiqiu, can you let me take a look again?"
Ye Zhiqiu nodded and placed the three pieces of Ru porcelain in his hand on the brocade cloth on the table. Gao Yuanshan put on his gloves, picked up a special magnifying glass, and examined them carefully one by one.
I saw the muscles on his face trembling constantly. After two minutes, the trembling became more and more severe.
Gao Yuanshan seemed to have Parkinson's disease, his whole body was shaking violently.
After five or six minutes, he turned his head and stared at Ye Zhiqiu intently, with a look of ecstasy on his face.
"Yes! They are genuine pieces of your porcelain!"
Gao Yuanshan grasped Ye Zhiqiu's shoulders tightly with both hands and said excitedly.
"Zhiqiu, you are so lucky! Where did you find these three pieces of Ru porcelain?"
"It's right near our home, Laoyeling Flea Market in Dongcheng District!"
