After returning to the collection station, Feng Kuang pretended to open the painting and pondered it carefully.
However, ancient paintings are about artistic conception. The mountains in this painting are not like mountains and rivers, and the people have big heads. It is not as good-looking as the New Year pictures posted at home, so he immediately lost interest and compared it with
Those old books are still together.
Of course, Feng Kuang did not completely lose confidence in it. When he received Ye Tian and his son in the morning, the antique he said he had received was this painting.
After listening to Feng Kuang's words, Ye Tian didn't feel anything because he didn't have a complete understanding of antiques yet, but Ye Dongping was dumbfounded and muttered to himself in disbelief: "This... like this
also?"
After deciding to start an antique business, Ye Dongping wrote letters to some classmates with whom he still had contacts and did some research on the antique markets in various places.
Compared with the early 1980s, that is, four or five years ago, the domestic art market has begun to slowly recover, and some people with forward vision are buying various types of antiques.
Just like there is a bed miller named Ma in Beijing who started tinkering with antiques a few years ago. At that time, no one cared about these things at all. For example, the best huanghuali mahogany tables and chairs cost five yuan at the flea market.
One piece, and it comes with door-to-door delivery.
Although Mr. Ma didn't have much money, he had actually spent a lot of money on good things over the past few years. The reason why Ye Dongping knew about this was because a classmate of his lived across the street from Mr. Ma.
No matter what kind of product it is, as long as there is market demand, the price will naturally rise. The same is naturally true for antiques. Things that were worthless a few years ago are now worth a hundred times.
And with the gradual stabilization of people's lives, coupled with the law of "antiquities in prosperous times and gold in troubled times", the antique market has slowly recovered in recent years. It is almost impossible to imagine leak detection everywhere like in previous years.
"Uncle Ye, how much do you think this antique is worth?"
Seeing that Ye Dongping was silent, Feng Kuang couldn't stand it anymore. He only knew that his uncle said that antiques were valuable, but how on earth they were valuable? His eyes darkened.
"I'm not sure how much it's worth, but... the minimum should be this book, right?" After hearing Feng Kuang's words, Ye Dongping stretched out three fingers.
According to the information from a classmate in Beijing, famous and expensive ancient paintings from the Ming Dynasty can be sold in the market for at least three thousand yuan. That is to say, Feng Kuang bought something for one yuan.
, a full three thousand times increase.
"Thirty? Hey, isn't that thirty times the profit? It's worth it..." Feng Kuang's face showed joy. This antique business is indeed profitable. He bought it for one yuan and sold it for thirty times.
Ye Dongping curled his lips when he heard this and said: "This is how much you have achieved, thirty yuan? Not even a small change. Let me tell you, if this painting is sold in Beijing, it will cost you thirty yuan."
Don’t show it to him…”
After Ye Dongping told Feng Kuang what he knew, the boy immediately sobered up and looked at the tattered scroll in front of him in disbelief, and stammered: "Ye...Ye
Uncle, you...you didn't lie to me, did you? What you said...is true? This...this shabby painting is worth three thousand yuan?"
"How new is it? I made up lies to tease you?"
Seeing Feng Kuang's stunned look, Ye Dongping laughed. Although this kid didn't know a few characters, he was really lucky. This move was a big mistake.
Suddenly, Feng Kuang slapped his forehead, screamed strangely and ran out.
"Fengzi, why are you going?" Ye Dongping grabbed him.
"No, Uncle Ye, let go. I'll go find the old lady again. Maybe she has some good things at home..."
"Okay, okay, how can there be such a good thing? Just take advantage of it once and be satisfied..."
Ye Dongping smiled and pulled Feng Kuang and said: "Let me tell you another story that happened in Beijing. That person was even more unlucky than this old lady..."
"Is there anyone more unlucky than throwing away three thousand yuan in vain?" After hearing Ye Dongping's words, Feng Kuang's attention was immediately attracted.
"Of course, that person threw away millions in vain..."
Ye Dongping also heard about this from his classmates. There was a family named Bai in Beijing. His ancestors were big collectors in Forty-Nine City. They specialized in collecting porcelain and had a very good reputation in the industry.
In the early 1980s, there was a great director in Hong Kong named Li Hanxiang. When he was filming a movie in Beijing, he found an acquaintance and went to visit the family named Bai. He asked straight to the point that he wanted to buy some porcelain.
At that time, the owner of the house named Bai said that all the good things had been destroyed in the past few years, and now only a few pieces were left, and there were dozens of them. According to the owner's wishes, he just wanted to sell one.
One or two pieces, keep the rest as a thought.
However, the man had a son who admired the great director Li Hanxiang very much at that time, so he tried every means to encourage his father to sell the things. In the end, the owner named Bai couldn't stand his son's persuasion and sold all more than 40 pieces of ancient porcelain to Li Hanxiang.
After getting the money, his son persuaded me to buy the "three major items": a refrigerator, a color TV, and a tape recorder. At that time, he thought it was so worth it. Some broken porcelain was exchanged for so many things.
Who knew that in 1983, Li Hanxiang sent a postcard and a magazine to the Bai family boy from Hong Kong. The boy flipped through the magazine and found an article introducing Li Hanxiang's collection of antiques, titled "The Great Director Li Hanxiang"
"Little Forbidden City".
When the boy from the Bai family saw the accompanying pictures, he saw that there were more than 20 items in the collection that belonged to their family, and the prices listed below ranged from hundreds of thousands to millions of Hong Kong dollars.
To what extent have you "lost your fortune"?
However, the boy from the Bai family knew his shame and became brave. Later, he went to learn the knowledge of porcelain appraisal and gained quite a reputation in the industry. Of course, these are all things for later.
This matter is basically known to everyone in the Beijing antique circle. Since this incident, people have paid more attention to the antique art market, but similar things rarely happen.
News in the small county town is relatively closed. This old lady sold an ancient painting for one dollar. It is still possible in this era, but after all, this kind of thing is something that can be encountered but not sought. If you go looking for it, you may not be able to do it.
Worthy.
"Uncle Ye, what do you mean, maybe this will happen again?" After listening to Ye Dongping's words, Feng Kuang's little eyes shone brightly, and he wished he could pull the cart now and continue collecting junk.
"Fengzi, this... this money, well, if this happens to you again, give someone else more money..."
Ye Dongping is a highly educated person, so he always feels a little uncomfortable thinking about taking advantage of others, but in business, he can't blame Feng Kuang for anything.