"Have you watched the TV news? A month ago, a group of tomb robbers in Luoyang discovered a large tomb in the Tang Dynasty and looted all the funerary objects inside. When the experts and professors discovered it, only the messy skeletons were left!"
"This is a Tang Sancai that leaked out! I asked a friend who knows the details and went through several people to get it from our Jiangbei Province! It is definitely from the Tang Dynasty!"
Ye Zhiqiu and Xia Manyu looked at each other. I don't know how many ancient tombs have been reported on the TV news. A while ago, it was indeed reported that a large tomb of a Tang Dynasty noble was newly discovered in Luoyang, and the funerary objects had already been stolen.
Ye Zhiqiu sneered in his heart, there were many things that were not reported at the time, and he didn't know how many there were.
Taking this as the standard alone is too reluctant.
"How much?"
The boss lowered his voice and said: "Thirty million!"
"Thirty million?" Ye Zhiqiu frowned. Thirty million is also a top treasure among Tang Sancai.
"Why don't they find those reliable channels and trade secretly for such a priceless treasure? How dare you put it on a street stall?" Ye Zhiqiu chuckled.
Xia Manyu was stunned. Hearing Ye Zhiqiu's tone, she didn't believe that the Tang Sancai was real.
She thought about it again, and Ye Zhiqiu's suspicion was indeed justified. Things that had just been robbed from tombs, and were so expensive, must have been secretly found by big buyers, or traded on the black market. How could they appear on a street stall in Jiangbei Province thousands of miles away?
The boss's surname was Liu, and he didn't expect Ye Zhiqiu to ask such a tricky question.
He paused, with an angry look on his face, and explained awkwardly: "Now that the country has unprecedentedly increased its efforts to crack down on tomb robbing, how dare they take action?"
"The more famous the big shots are, the tighter they are. Do those so-called black markets really think they won't get into the eyes of the government?"
"The police in Henan Province are chasing after me so closely, how dare I sell it locally?"
"Of course the farther you go, the better! I followed the path of an acquaintance, and after seven or eight twists and turns, I got this Tang Sancai from a little tomb robber!"
Ye Zhiqiu quietly used his clairvoyant eyes and stared at the Tang Sancai, only to see a layer of gray mist floating in front of his eyes without any flickering light.
[Fake Tang Sancai. 】
[Year: Ten years ago. 】
[Market value: 3,000. 】
Ye Zhiqiu sighed. He was about to look away when suddenly the corner of his eye glanced at a light cyan brush next to him. The pen washer is in the shape of a lotus, and each petal is engraved with a blooming lotus.
The entire brush has a fine texture and clear texture, and looks like it was recently fired.
[Brush washing by Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty. 】
[Era: Late Northern Song Dynasty. 】
[Market value: 18 million. 】
"Things used by Song Huizong?" Ye Zhiqiu was slightly surprised.
The four treasures of the study are pen, ink, paper and inkstone. In addition to these four, there are also pen holders, pen washers and other items. A brush washer is a device that holds water to clean the brush.
"This pen is good for cleaning. How much does it cost?"
When Boss Liu saw Ye Zhiqiu asking about the pen washer, he rolled his eyes and a trace of pride flashed at the corner of his mouth: "Little brother, you are really discerning! Is this something from Song Huizong in the late Northern Song Dynasty?"
"Do you know who Huizong of the Song Dynasty is? He is the foolish king who was kidnapped by the Jin Kingdom during the 'Jingkang Incident'!"
"Although he doesn't know how to govern the country, he is an artistic genius and has good handwriting! In "Water Margin", he has a close relationship with Li Shishi, a famous prostitute in Tokyo!"
Ye Zhiqiu's heart skipped a beat. Does this boss know the true origin of this pen washer?
He glanced at Boss Liu without leaving any trace, and when he saw that he looked like a villain, he immediately understood that he didn't even know that this was a real antique. He just wanted to ask for the price because he liked it.
"Boss Liu, why are you talking so much? Let me ask you, how much does it cost to wash this pen?" Ye Zhiqiu said pretending to be angry.
Boss Liu hurriedly said: "Thirty-five million."
"Keep it for yourself." Ye Zhiqiu sneered.
"Do you really think this is the imperial gift of Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty? I just think the shape is more exquisite and I like it a bit! You are so open-mouthed!"
"Manyu, let's go with this fake Tang Sancai for three thousand yuan." Ye Zhiqiu suddenly stood up and turned to Xia Manyu.
The corners of his eyes gently glanced at the palm-sized, dark statue of Maitreya Buddha next to him.
[Ink jade Maitreya Buddha. 】
[Era: Wu Zetian period. 】
[Market value: two million. 】
Ye Zhiqiu was stunned: "This black jade is actually real!"
He thought in his mind and continued to struggle with the fake Tang Sancai: "Although it is fake! But it is an imitation from the Republic of China period, and the fake is more realistic. If there are people at home who like to collect antiques, you can keep it!"
"If you don't want to keep it, you can definitely make a small profit by selling it!"
Xia Manyu nodded and smiled: "Okay!"
She was about to pay the bill when Boss Liu became anxious: "Brother, you don't want this pen washer anymore?"
Ye Zhiqiupi smiled and said: "This is a treasure, you can keep it and sell it to those who know the goods! I don't know the goods, so I can give you five hundred at most! But you definitely don't know how to sell it, so we don't have to worry about it. !”
Boss Liu was stunned. Why didn't this young man bargain according to the routine?
"Thirty-five million, you cut it down to 500 all at once? How can this make sense?" Boss Liu had a wry smile on his face.
"You didn't break your bones, you burned them to ashes! Even if it's 30 million or 25 million, we can still have a good talk!"
Ye Zhiqiu shook his head: "No need! You will never sell it at the price I gave you, so I won't talk nonsense!"
Boss Liu rolled his eyes and suddenly said grandly: "Ten million!"
Ye Zhiqiu shook his head.
"five million!"
Ye Zhiqiu sneered again.
Boss Liu gritted his teeth and stretched out a finger: "Ten thousand! If it's any less, I will never sell it!"
Ye Zhiqiu stretched out his right index finger: "One thousand! This is the highest price I have given!"
Boss Liu hurriedly grabbed his finger: "Deal!"
Ye Zhiqiu took out his mobile phone and transferred the money to him.
He turned to look at Xia Manyu: "Manyu, give the boss three thousand!"
Boss Liu hurriedly stopped him: "Little brother, this is not possible! I sold that brush washer to you at a loss! If this Tang Sancai is worth three thousand, wouldn't it be a huge loss?"
"Boss Liu, let's be honest, do you believe this is the Tang Dynasty tricolor? Everyone knows it, why bother?" Ye Zhiqiu said with a smile.
"Except for real novices, those who wander around the street stalls have more or less knowledge about antiques, but they don't have money and dare not enter those storefronts, so they have to choose what they like here!"
"You who are doing business are just adhering to the principle of small profits but quick turnover. If you can fool those novices, then you can fool them! But now, this trick is of no use to us!"
