Qin Yifeng listened to the class all morning and finally stayed until school ended at noon.
"Brother Feng, do you want to go to dinner together?" Liang Tian, Chen Xuanfeng, and Wang Ke invited Qin Yifeng together.
"I'm not going, you go and eat!" Qin Yifeng closed the book and stood up: "Wang Ke, help me take the book back." After that, Qin Yifeng walked out of the classroom.
"Oh!" Wang Ke responded, a little strange: "What happened to Brother Feng?"
"Teacher Qi!" Qin Yifeng calmed down his nervousness and called out to Professor Qi.
Professor Qi looked back and saw the student he liked, showing a smile: "I wanted to wait until you finished eating before looking for you, but I didn't expect you to be more active than I thought."
"Teacher Qi, are we going to your house now?" Qin Yifeng had no reaction at all to Professor Qi's exaggeration. Now his mind was filled with the ancient book that might record the history of his ancestors.
"Let's go!" Professor Qi took Qin Yifeng and walked for a while. It didn't take long for the two of them to go to the male teachers' dormitory. Because Professor Qi's status was too high, Yenching University prepared this four-bedroom and two-living room for him. The terrace on the second floor of the two-storey villa-style apartment faces the huge artificial lake. Qin Yifeng was thinking that living in this apartment, making a pot of tea at dusk and blowing the cool breeze would definitely make him happy. Very freehand.
"Come in!" Professor Qi opened the door and invited Qin Yifeng into the apartment.
As soon as Qin Yifeng entered the apartment, he saw that the living room was not only large, but also very neat. There were many simple decorations placed around it. Even a layman like Qin Yifeng could tell the age of those decorations at a glance. Authentic items from time immemorial are 100% antiques.
"It seems that what Wang Ke said about Teacher Qi is a famous antique collector is true!" Qin Yifeng thought.
"What's the matter, do you like these gadgets of mine?" Professor Qi chuckled, feeling very satisfied with his collection.
"Teacher, are these all your collection?" Qin Yifeng swallowed his saliva. Although he was not familiar with antiques, everyone knew that antiques were very valuable. So the antiques that lasted nearly a hundred years in this hall would cost How much money does Professor Qi have?
"Yes!" Professor Qi nodded with a proud look on his face. When he talked about antiques, he obviously lost his usual scholarly demeanor.
"These antiques must have cost you a lot of money, Mr. Qi?" Qin Yifeng asked.
Professor Qi shook his head, and the look of pride on his face became heavier: "It didn't cost me much. Most of the antiques here were bought from the flea market!"
"Uh..." Qin Yifeng was a little surprised when he heard Teacher Qi's words: "Can you buy so many good products at the flea market?"
"Well!" Qi Jiaoshuo nodded and said, "Many people think that antiques must be bought from big stores or big collectors, but in fact, really discerning masters often don't go to large shopping malls to buy what they like. of antiques.”
"Why?" Qin Yifeng didn't know anything about antique collection, so he humbly asked Professor Qi for advice.
"Who doesn't know that the significance of antiques lies in their witness to history. People who really collect antiques also know that the so-called antiques sold in big shopping malls are actually just high-imitation products that cannot bear witness to any historical events at all. For a moment, those gadgets can deceive laymen, but those who really like antiques and study history will never bother to enter a large shopping mall."
"So that's it!" Qin Yifeng began to understand a little bit, and even thought to himself that one day he would go to the flea market to see if he could find some treasures. "Then are there really genuine products for sale in the flea market?
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"There are genuine products!" Professor Qi kept talking as if he had started a conversation: "But when trading in a flea market, not only the buyer's vision is tested, but even the seller's vision is also very particular. Just because the seller
There are too many and complicated channels to get the goods back, and they are just ordinary cultural relic dealers with limited research on antiques, so it often happens that some antiques are sold at low prices, or high imitations are sold at sky-high prices."
When Qin Yifeng heard what Professor Qi said, he really understood. He knew that Professor Qi's collection in the house must have been selected by him with his extraordinary vision among the goods that the sellers in the flea market thought were worthless.
"Teacher Qi, I'm also a little interested in antiques. Why don't you take me to the flea market to broaden my horizons some other time?" Qin Yifeng said with a smile. He believed that as long as Professor Qi, an expert, is here, he can buy two pieces at a low price.
The possibility of the baby coming back is still very high.
"It's okay to take you there!" Professor Qi knew what Qin Yifeng had in mind and immediately replied: "But there is a rule in antique trading, that is, when others are looking at the goods for sale, outsiders must not give any opinions.
You are not discerning enough to choose an antique and after paying for it, you will get both money and goods. You can't regret it afterwards?" "Is it so dangerous?" When Qin Yifeng heard this, he gave up his plan to go to the flea market on the spot. He knew
What is your level? If you really go to Taobao, you can easily be deceived out of money.
"Yes, so antique trading can make people rich in one day, or it can lead to destitution. This requires vision and a deep understanding of history." Professor Qi's face was serious, and his eyes were shining.
"Oh!" Qin Yifeng has lost interest. He knows little about history, and he knows nothing about antiques. If he wants to find treasures on his own at the flea market, the chance of finding a treasure seems to be smaller than winning the first prize of the welfare lottery.
"Well, are you free on Saturday? I heard from a friend that there is a bronze wine cup from the Qin Dynasty that can't be distinguished from the real one. I want me to take a look. If you are free, come with me!" Professor Qi asked.
Qin Yifeng sent out an invitation.
Qin Yifeng originally wanted to refuse, but when he heard Professor Qi's words clearly and mentioned the bronze wine cup from the Qin Dynasty, he wanted to go there, so he readily agreed: "Okay!"
"Let's get in touch then!" Seeing Qin Yifeng's agreement, Professor Qi took Qin Yifeng and walked into the house. Along the way, Qin Yifeng looked east and west. The dazzling array of antiques made him feel like taking them all for himself.
Some impulse.
"There is the study room in front of you. Please be gentle when you go in." Professor Qi brought Qin Yifeng to the study room and suddenly stopped. Then he reminded Qin Yifeng seriously: "Many of the books inside are real ancient books. Because
Many of them have become very fragile due to their age and lack of maintenance when buried underground, so please be gentle and don't damage the books."
Hearing Professor Qi's reminder, Qin Yifeng paid attention on the spot. It was okay to damage other books, but if the ancient book about the history of the Qin Dynasty, the goal of his trip, was damaged, he would cry.
Not coming back.
"Know!"
"Then let's go in!" Professor Qi gently opened the five door locks, and then slowly opened the door. As soon as the door opened, a strange smell was introduced into Qin Yifeng's nostrils, which made him feel very uncomfortable.