Xia Qingying is self-aware. Whether it is love at first sight or love over time, the real environment she and Tang Xin are in is full of obstacles.
When she first met her in her life more than five years ago, Tang Xin could not fall in love with her at first sight. Although the campus was already full of all kinds of adolescent "love" at that time, it was at most atrocious and had nothing to do with love.
If you spend so little time together, it is difficult to condense each other's hearts in every bit of life. Therefore, she must cherish every minute and every second. The emotions that were originally hidden in her heart burst out after the first kiss, and were unreservedly presented to Tang Xin. It also hoped that at least a mark was left in his heart.
Tang Xin doesn't care what others want to do, but as long as it does not affect his life and does not cause trouble for his originally orderly life, he can be calm and calm. On the contrary, if someone surpasses the bottom line in his heart, he will never tolerate it.
Tang Xin just watched what Xia Qingying is doing now and what he is going to do. If he crossed the line, it would be better to go alone in Yangguan.
After announcing that she wanted to make Tang Xin fall in love with her, Xia Qingying and Tang Xin sat in the living room. She suddenly became confused again. What should she do next?
Tang Xin stood up and went back to the house, put on his coat and scarf, took out the casual bag full of antiques from the closet and planned to go out.
"Where are you going? Can I go together?"
Xia Qingying asked nervously.
It has to be said that when a woman pursues a man, the man is the one who has the advantage and initiative. Now, Xia Qingying has not yet recovered from Tang Xin's previous cold attitude, and is still scared, afraid of angering Tang Xin.
Tang Xin put on a casual bag and changed his shoes by the door and said casually: "You don't have to deliberately please me but become cautious. Just be calm. If you finally find that the condition for me to fall in love with you is to make you humble, is this what you want?"
When Xia Qingying thought about it, she felt right. After following Tang Xin out of the door, when she was about to quietly hold Tang Xin's arm, Tang Xin immediately turned his head and raised a finger to block her.
"I don't want people who like gossip in the community to use me as a topic."
The two walked out of the community side by side and got into the taxi. Half an hour later, Tang Xin and Xia Qingying got off at Gupeng Street.
This street is not far from Huiyuan Antique City, about three or four streets away, with few pedestrians and slightly depressed.
There is an antique shop located in a common neighborhood. When Tang Xin searched for local antique information on the Internet, he learned that there was a shop called Bai Baozhai here. The price of purchasing antiques is very fair and has received great praise in Tianhai.
He planned to come here to ship the goods today. After several days of understanding the auction price of antiques, the approximate psychological price is between two million and five million. If he goes to a professional appraisal agency to issue a certificate, he will have to pay 10%-20% of the antique value. Tang Xin had no money in hand before the antique was sold, so it would not work.
Furthermore, paying the appraisal fee and selling it to the antique dealer at a low price, as long as the price given by the antique dealer is fair, then the final balance will not be much different.
If you really want to sell it at the highest price and take it to auction, you will have to wait a long time. Tang Xin has always believed that speed is the most important part of the accumulation of primitive capital. After all, the time of life is priceless.
Walking on the street, Xia Qingying's little thoughts finally succeeded. After holding Tang Xin's arm, she smiled without realizing it, as if she had taken a big step on the road to success.
After passing by the pedestrians, Tang Xin finally stood in front of Bai Baozhai's shop. Without mentioning the store, the pair of stone lions in the house were very imposing.
Tang Xin stood in front of the stone lion and observed carefully, and was very surprised.
Generally speaking, many stone lions are listed as cultural relics.
Cultural relics are different from antiques. Cultural relics can be collected, but cannot be circulated on the market. Antiques can.
But there are indeed stone lions that do not belong to the category of cultural relics. In ancient times, it was not uncommon for a pair of stone lions to be placed in front of a wealthy family.
When Xia Qingying saw Tang Xin staring at the stone lion, she felt that this kind of stone lion was very common when watching historical films and TV dramas, so she naturally did not make any fuss.
"What's so good about this?"
Tang Xin still stared at the stone lion and said, "Do you know how much this thing is worth?"
Xia Qingying was a little surprised and asked back: "It's very valuable?"
"At least hundreds of thousands, and it is often priceless, because if it is a cultural relic, it cannot be bought or sold."
"Hundreds of thousands of things are placed on the street? Are you not afraid of being stolen?"
"steal?"
Tang Xin looked at her and shook his head and said, "This thing is calculated in tons. No one can carry it away. The key is that if you steal it, it is the crime of theft. According to its value, it may take a long time to squat. If you take a step back, you will steal it, and it is okay to hide it yourself. If you want to take action, the movement will not be small. It is difficult to guarantee that you will not be discovered. Stealing this thing is not as convenient as burglary."
Xia Qingying thought about it, as was the same risk. It was really a bit difficult to steal this thing. She asked in confusion: "Why are you staring at it?"
"I'm just thinking, putting it here is the second priority, the key is to be damaged by someone?"
After saying that, Tang Xin turned his head and looked at Bai Baozhai, and immediately understood.
I guess this antique shop has a good background and no one dares to make a rash move.
I smiled self-deprecatingly, feeling that I am meddling in other people's business.
Tang Xin and Xia Qingying walked into Baibaozhai. After crossing the threshold, a character was framed on the wall facing the door. Xu Xianzhang's words were majestic. Just this point makes people feel the background of the store when they enter the door and look up.
There are other landscape calligraphy and paintings on other walls, and the elegant spirit of the literati is overwhelming. The decorations in the store are all the best mahogany furniture. If Tang Xin brought a date measuring machine, he would definitely be shocked.
The tables and chairs here are not fakes of Ming and Qing dynasties described by the young man who fooled him in the antique market. They are definitely genuine products, and they are used from scratch.
Each of the high cabinets against the wall houses different antiques, purple clay teapots, Song and Liao porcelain, bamboo carvings and strange stones, etc., which seem to be small objects, but they all have great origins.
Tang Xin suddenly felt that he had walked into the History Museum. On a rattan chair outside the counter, a white-haired and slender old man was sitting, holding a purple clay pot in his hand and leaning on the chair, swaying and closing his eyes to rest, resting leisurely.
Another young man was holding a clean white cloth and venting a bronze horn cup, then wiping it carefully.
The young man had already seen it when Tang Xin and Xia Qingying came in, but he still wiped the horn cup on his hands before meeting the two of them, and said gently: "Welcome."
Xia Qingying consciously let go of Tang Xin's arm, then Tang Xin walked to an Eight Immortals table, put down his leisure bag on it, unzipped the zipper and said, "You give these a price, I'll take action if you want it."
This casual bag of miscellaneous items made people dizzy, and the young man reached out and took the largest item: Fengshou Bottle.
The moment the young man picked up the phoenix bottle, the old man sitting on the Taishi chair opened his eyes slightly, and he could no longer see his gaze, but he was not excited. He stood up with a purple clay pot, patted his clothes lightly, and then walked smoothly to the Eight Immortals table. His old face was as quiet as water, and he said casually: "Show it all out and take a look."
The young man did as he did, taking out the things in his leisure bag. The most terrible thing was that Qianlong Tongbao pinched it out one by one, as if he was signaling Tang Xin that he did not take the lead.
When there is nothing in the casual bag, the table full of antiques and groceries is dazzling.
Xia Qingying opened her mouth wide and asked Tang Xin secretly: "Where did you get this?"
The old man also turned his face and asked lightly: "How did you come from?"
The antiques are very deep, so they are not just a casual sale of cabbage and pork.
What if these are stolen goods?
Antique shops do not accept stolen goods, but the price will be affected. After all, if the antique shops receive stolen goods, they will have to bear the risk, and the price will naturally be greatly reduced.
The old man's face was not volatile, but his heart was not calm and he had a little clue.
The table is not like stolen goods, because it is too complicated. If it is all gold, silver and jade, porcelain, coins, calligraphy and paintings, etc., it is very doubtful. However, Tang Xin's big bag is like an antique grocery store, unless it is a steal from the east and the other ones and the other ones together to sell it together.
I haven't heard of any major news about theft in the industry recently.
And half of it is fake!
The biggest possibility is to pick up bargains on Taobao and sell them.
But at this age of Tang Xin, the old man did not believe that he had the eyesight and ability.
If you find a treasure, it is luck.
At least dozens of items on this table are all worth tens of thousands of things, but experts have to search for them. In less than a year or two, it may depend on fate.
The palace wood carvings of the Qing Dynasty, the gold hairpin of the Tang Dynasty, the pen holder of the Ming Dynasty, the first bottle and the edge plate of the Song and Liao phoenixes, and the court ritual vessels of the Qing Dynasty...
"I bought it from the antique city three streets. If you want to know the goods, please give it a price."
Tang Xin told the truth, there was nothing to hide.
Besides, he is not going to go to Taobao to find any more bargains in the future.
Where is there so many leaks in the world? He is too lazy to go to the national antique market to seek opportunities.
“Two hundred thousand.”
The old man spit out three words indifferently, and then prepared to accept all the things on the table.
When Xia Qingying heard 200,000, she opened her mouth wide and looked at Tang Xin incredibly.
But Tang Xin smiled silently, stood up and came to the Eight Immortals table, picked up his casual bag and took back his antiques.
"A waste of my time."
A trace of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes. Unexpectedly, Tang Xin was so direct and didn't even pay the offer. He refused on the spot!
When he was about to open a new offer, a man and a woman walked into Bai Baozhai.
"Hey? Tang Xin, why are you here?"
Tang Xin turned his head and looked at the handsome young man, and asked in confusion: "We know each other?"
Bai Yeyu walked to the Eight Immortals table with a smile on his face. When he saw Tang Xin holding a wooden carving to stuff it into his leisure bag, he turned his head to look at the old man and asked with a smile: "Grandpa Third, where are you singing about this?"
Mr. Bai looked at Tang Xin and said with a tepid expression: "Your friend?"
"Not count, but business comes to the door, don't you do it?"
Mr. Bai raised his gray eyebrows and said without changing his face: "No business is not businessman."
Bai Yeyu patted Tang Xin on the shoulder and said, "Wait a minute, this is my third grandfather. He missed and thought you were a fool, so he sat down and had a cup of tea first."
Seeing that the third master Bai seemed to be asking for a new offer, Tang Xin walked aside and sat down, wandering around Bai Yeyu and his female companion with confusion.
Chapter completed!