Just as he was thinking about it, several people suddenly came in from outside the door. One of them, a man in his forties, came over, looked at the skinny old man behind the counter, grinned, nodded and bowed and said: "Boss Zhang, I brought you some goods, please."
Take a look."
The old man nodded and said in an indifferent voice: "Let's take a look."
The man took off his backpack, carefully took out several blue and white porcelains, and placed them on the table. Then he rubbed his hands and said expectantly: "Some time ago, I heard that someone was working on the construction site and dug out
There were a lot of treasures, so I hurried over, but I didn’t expect that even if I hurried slowly, I got there too late, and all the good things were robbed, so I got these few pieces of porcelain.”
The old man put on his reading glasses, opened the drawer, took out a magnifying glass from it, looked at some porcelain for a while, then shook his head and said: "It's fake, it must be fake, Old Six, you are deceiving others."
Yes, these are all imitations made after the founding of the People's Republic of China and are not worth much."
The middle-aged man's face suddenly darkened, and he stammered: "Boss Zhang, you're not mistaken. Take a closer look. There seems to be an era number written underneath. They are said to be treasures from the Kangxi period. These things
, but it cost me more than three thousand yuan, how could it be fake?"
"No need, if I say it's fake, it can't be real!" The old man waved his hand, took off his reading glasses, and said in a low voice: "The workmanship is quite fine, but it's a pity that they are all fakes, and they are not worth three hundred yuan in total.
, Lao Liu, you suffered a big loss this time, be more careful in the future and don’t be fooled again.”
"Oh, it's really unlucky. We've suffered a huge loss this time!" The middle-aged man stamped his feet with a helpless expression on his face. After a long while, he put the porcelain away and put it in his backpack. He then took out a silk bag from his pocket.
After opening the cloth, he put a few ancient coins on the table and said nervously: "Boss Zhang, please appraise these things again, are they valuable? Let's see if we can recover some losses."
The old man glanced at them and saw that these ancient coins were in good condition, so he nodded and said: "It's okay, at least these are real things."
The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, with a flattering smile on his face, and said softly: "Fortunately, Boss Zhang, please give me a price."
"Okay, let me take a closer look." The old man put on his reading glasses again and looked at the ancient coins again and again, his face uncertain.
Zhou Jing felt a little curious and moved over. He saw that these ancient coins were very strange. They were not the kind of hemp coins that were round on the outside and square on the inside. He couldn't help but chuckled and said: "Boss Zhang, this coin is very rare.
I wonder which dynasty it is from?"
The old man glanced at him and said in a low tone: "These are ancient coins from the Pre-Qin Dynasty. Because they are shaped like the trousers we wear now, they are also called trousers coins. Although these coins are good, they are too worn and the patina has been worn away.
It’s a pity that the collection value has been greatly reduced!”
When the middle-aged man heard this, he was immediately dumbfounded and said incoherently: "Boss Zhang, I wiped off those green hairs. When I first got them, the copper coins were dirty. In order to sell them at a good price, I used hairs.
I washed it vigorously and took more than two hours to get it clean. My arms were so tired for several days!"
After hearing this, the old man couldn't laugh or cry. He threw the ancient coins on the table and said bitterly: "Old Liu, Old Liu, you are so stupid. I originally wanted to give you a few more dollars, but now I want to slap you twice."
!”
"This is really thankless. The payoff is big, the payoff is really big!" The middle-aged man also knew that he had done something stupid, so he just stood there, scratching the back of his head with his hand, and giggled.
After some haggling, Boss Zhang spent 1,800 yuan to accept these ancient coins and sent them away. He shook his head and said: "This He Laoliu wants to make a fortune from antiques, but he has nothing."
I understand, but it’s a waste of a lot of good things.”
At this time, a middle-aged woman in a pink dress came over and asked, "Boss Zhang, do you still recognize me?"
Boss Zhang nodded and said softly: "I understand, how is the old gentleman's illness?"
The middle-aged woman sighed and said calmly: "My father left last week without resuscitation."
Boss Zhang shook his head gently and said with regret: "It's too sudden. It was fine last month, but it's gone now. The world is unpredictable."
The middle-aged woman nodded, looked at the antiques on the shelves, leaned over again, and said in a low voice: "Boss Zhang, my father had no other hobbies during his lifetime. He just liked collecting. Over the past few decades, he has accumulated a lot of money."
The jars and jars in the house are gone now, and there is no use keeping those things, so I packed them up and brought them here. You can take a look and sell them at a suitable price."
Boss Zhang nodded and said softly: "Okay, where are the things?"
"They're all in the taxi outside!" After the middle-aged woman said this, she led the old man out. Zhou Jing also followed to the door, leaning against the door and watching the two of them take out several large boxes of things from the taxi.
Boss Zhang squatted on the steps at the door, opened the box, and picked out Spring and Autumn pottery pots, lion button seal stones, Qilin gift pots, Wannan brick carvings, pottery oil lamps, Han dynasty tiles, and blue and white double peach dishes.
He laid out the things one by one, roughly estimated the price, took out a thick stack of bills, handed them to the middle-aged woman, and said with some emotion: "The old man was poor when he was alive, but he had excellent eyesight. All he collected were...
It’s a rare thing, but the world is different now, and there are fewer and fewer people who really know the goods. These things can’t be sold at a good price, so I can only give you these, you have to understand.”
"It doesn't matter. You are my father's lifelong friend, so you won't fool me!" The middle-aged woman hurriedly took the money, without counting it, and put it directly into her pocket. She looked at the pots and jars on the steps, sighed, and said angrily:
"I wanted to leave it as a thought, but there are too many things and it takes up space. It's better to free up the room and use it as a study for the children, so as not to miss the things and feel sad."
Boss Zhang nodded, turned around and said, "Young man, do me a favor and bring these things in for me."
Zhou Jing smiled slightly, walked out, and helped Boss Zhang take things into the shop one by one. At this time, the middle-aged woman suddenly remembered something and hurriedly opened the trunk of the taxi and whispered: "Boss Zhang, here
There is also a strange stone. The old man liked this stone the most when he was alive. I just stared at it for nothing. Do you think it is worth it? "
Zhou Jing followed Boss Zhang to the side of the taxi. When he looked around, he saw a brown stone lying flat inside. The stone was quite big, as big as two watermelons. It had a smooth surface and a white color.
The belt is prominent, there are pine flowers on the chin, and there are faint python patterns on it, like scales, which looks a bit different.
Boss Zhang only glanced at it and then lost interest. He waved his hand and said, "Sorry, our store doesn't accept stones. You'd better ask elsewhere."
The middle-aged woman was immediately discouraged and said softly: "Forget it, let's throw it away. Young man, please help me and lift it down."
Zhou Jing took the stone out and felt it weighed dozens of kilograms. He put the stone on the roadside and returned to the store with Boss Zhang. Boss Zhang picked up a bamboo pen holder and handed it to Zhou Jing, smiling and saying:
"Young man, thank you for your help, this is for you!"
Zhou Jing smiled, waved his hand, and said politely: "It's just a small effort, Boss Zhang, there's no need to be polite."
Boss Zhang packed up the things on the counter and watched the middle-aged woman outside the door get into the car and leave. Then he shook his head and frowned: "This woman is good at talking and doing things. You can't find anything wrong with her, but she treats the elderly at home."
It’s really surprising that he can be so mean!”
Zhou Jing was slightly startled and said in surprise: "How do you say that?"
Boss Zhang poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and said with squinted eyes: "A few days ago, when I was playing chess with the old gentleman, I often heard him say that several children were trying to torture the old man in various ways in order to compete for real estate.
I can’t even eat a hot meal.”
Zhou Jing frowned and said softly: "That's really too much."
Boss Zhang sighed and said calmly: "In today's world, people's hearts are broken, and there are many things that cannot be said."
Zhou Jing smiled and said nothing. After waiting for a long time, Wang Yannian still didn't come back. He couldn't help but feel a little worried, so he got up and went to the door of the store, looked out, but saw no one.
While he was looking around, he saw a fat aunt with a red band on her arm walking over, pointing at the stones on the roadside, and yelled at him: "Young man, you are not allowed to litter here, please move the stones away quickly!"
"
Zhou Jing was slightly startled and quickly explained: "Madam, this stone is not mine."
But the fat aunt put her hands on her hips, refused to give in, said with a straight face and angrily: "I don't care, many people just saw it, you unloaded the stone from the taxi, you have to be responsible for taking it away, don't trip at night
Rebellion."
"Okay, then I'll move it." Zhou Jing was a little helpless, but didn't want to argue with her. He lifted the heavy stone, looked around, walked to the Land Rover more than ten meters away, opened the trunk, and put the stone away.
Put it in gently.
When he returned to the store and saw that the Longquan Phoenix Ear Vase was still there, he smiled slightly and said to the old man: "It's just collecting antiques, why do you still like to play with stones?"
The old man lowered his head, played with an emerald finger, and said in a calm tone: "It's normal. Mountains are not strange without rocks, water is clear without rocks, gardens are beautiful without rocks, and rooms are inelegant without rocks. These hobbies of the ancients were all
It can improve one’s mood and cultivate one’s temperament.”
Zhou Jing could not help but be surprised when he saw that the old man spoke well and had extraordinary conversation. He waited for another seven or eight minutes before deputy mayor Wang Yannian rushed back. After paying, Zhou Jing helped him put the porcelain into the sandalwood box and held it carefully.
When he got to the car, he said softly: "Mayor Wang, where are you going now?"
Wang Yannian raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said softly: "It's still early, let's go see a friend first. He's in Shuangyang Community behind the Friendship Mall. Do you know the way?"
"Recognize it!" Zhou Jing started the car, slowly drove out of the antique market, and walked west along the road. About half an hour later, the car drove into Shuangyang Community and stopped beside an elevator building. Wang Yannian got off
I stood by the car and made a phone call, then took my briefcase and strolled upstairs.
Zhou Jing smoked a cigarette, opened the car door and walked out, walked around to the back of the car, opened the trunk, took out the big stone, looked at it for a long time, shook his head and said, "How can such a broken stone be so pleasant?"
To nourish one’s nature and cultivate one’s sentiments?”
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