Chapter 014 Blue and white dragon and phoenix wearing lotus pot
In the Fubei Antique Market to the north of Fuxing Street in Fuhe City, in an office on the second floor of the most famous antique store "Tianbaozhai", general manager Zou Mingyuan stood behind a large purple-brown desk, holding a magnifying glass in his hand.
He bent down and carefully observed the piece of porcelain on the table.
To be precise, a clay pot:
The height of the tank is 12.7 cm, the diameter is 5.2 cm, the bottom diameter is 8.2 cm, and the maximum abdominal diameter is 12.4 cm;
Small straight mouth, short neck, a convex string pattern under the neck, rounded shoulders, lower abdomen gradually tapered, and concave feet;
The shape of the vessel is light and beautiful, the proportions of each part are coordinated, and the shape and lines are graceful;
The outer edge of the jar is decorated with water ripples and Ruyi cloud heads, the whole body is painted with a passion flower pattern, and the belly is painted with a golden dragon swimming among the flowers. The composition is dense and dense, and the blue and white hair color is green and gorgeous, solemn yet elegant and delicate.
Zou Mingyuan is in his forties, fair and clean, wearing a decent casual shirt, and looks like an elegant businessman. At this moment, his brows are sometimes frowned, sometimes relaxed, and behind the gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes are shining brightly.
On the black leather sofa on one side, Xu Zhengyang, who had a shaved head and wore a black vest and army green camouflage pants, was smoking a cigarette with a calm expression. Judging from Zou Mingyuan's focused and somewhat excited expression, Xu Zhengyang basically concluded that this clay pot was probably valuable.
What Xu Zhengyang is worried about now is that if the price of this thing is sold at a lower price, won’t he lose a lot of money? Because Xu Zhengyang has no idea which dynasty this jar is from or how much it is worth.
Understand.
In order to get these two clay pots, Xu Zhengyang really put a lot of effort into it. He worked with a shovel for three or four hours the night before last, and finally dug out the clay pots from the tangled roots of the big locust tree.
After returning home, I carefully washed away the dirt stained by the years on the pottery pot. The pottery pot bloomed with its own beauty, graceful, luxurious and exquisite. Even an old man like Xu Zhengyang could tell that it was
A good thing.
Before coming to Fuhe City, Xu Zhengyang was more thoughtful. He left the pottery pot with a golden phoenix painted on its belly at home, and only took this pottery pot with a golden dragon painted on it. As the saying goes, it's good if you haven't eaten it.
Have you never seen a pig run away? This dragon and phoenix are obviously a pair. According to experts invited in some "treasure appraisal" columns on TV, when it comes to cultural relics and the like, complete sets are the best.
precious.
Doing small business has cultivated Xu Zhengyang's shrewdness. He knows that if he keeps a secret, he will have more advantages when bargaining.
The problem is that he knows nothing and has never dealt with antique dealers, let alone know anyone. So after Xu Zhengyang arrived in Fuhe City, he found Zhong Zhijun and asked him to help find an antique store.
The most reputable and most likely to give a good price.
Zhong Zhijun is one year older than Xu Zhengyang. He is his childhood friend and the son of Zhong Shan, the director of Huaxiang Police Station.
Zhong Zhijun currently works as a police officer at the Public Security Bureau of Fuxing District, Fuhe City.
When Zhong Zhijun saw such a piece of exquisite porcelain wrapped in cotton rolls in the wine box that Xu Zhengyang was holding, he asked in surprise: "Zhengyang, where did you get this thing? You kid is a millionaire."
Don’t do anything illegal!”
Xu Zhengyang explained with a smile: "This thing was dug out from under the foundation of the old house when our family was renovating the pig pen last year. You also know that our house is an old house, and it is probably left by the older generation.
I have been hiding it for more than a year, and I don’t know which dynasty or generation it is from, or how much it is worth. This year I am thinking about renovating a house to use the money, so I will see if it is a valuable antique and whether I can sell it for a good price..."
After hearing this, Zhong Zhijun had no doubts and took Xu Zhengyang to "Tianbaozhai".
When handling the case at the beginning of the year, Zhong Zhijun's task force helped "Tianbaozhai" solve a case of cultural relic theft and recovered more than one million worth of antiques for "Tianbaozhai". Therefore, Zou Mingyuan was extremely grateful to Zhong Zhijun and the others.
A special expense was spent to entertain the members of the task force. The two of them had known each other before when Zhong Zhijun was at the Fuxing Street Police Station. After that case, the two of them became even more familiar.
Of course, friendship was not on the cards, and Zhong Zhijun even disliked Zou Mingyuan, but he didn't know any other wealthy and powerful antique dealers, so he could only bring Xu Zhengyang here.
When Zou Mingyuan saw that Zhong Zhijun had brought them, and when he took a look at the clay pot in Xu Zhengyang's box in the lobby on the first floor, Zou Mingyuan immediately invited them to go up to the second floor and go to his office.
Zhong Zhijun smiled and said that he was in a hurry and wanted to go for a while, and asked Xu Zhengyang and Zou Mingyuan to go upstairs first.
None of the three of them would have thought that Zhong Zhijun would be of great help to Xu Zhengyang this time when he was in a hurry...
"Yes, it's a good thing." Zou Mingyuan put down the magnifying glass with a smile, sat back on the boss's chair, and said with a smile: "Mr. Xu, give me a price."
"No, you are an expert and I am a layman. I don't know anything. How about you tell me how much this thing is worth?" Xu Zhengyang said politely.
Zou Mingyuan nodded, not too surprised. He took off his glasses and wiped them gently, while saying: "Since it was introduced by Officer Zhong, I won't lie. In this way, I will bid 10,000 yuan for this clay pot. No,
It’s considered low... To be honest, if I were to resell it, it wouldn’t be more than 11,000 at most.”
"Only ten thousand yuan?" Xu Zhengyang muttered softly to himself, looking dissatisfied.
"It's quite a lot. People don't tell secret stories. Brother, I'm in business. You can't let me lose money, right?" Zou Mingyuan said with a smile.
Xu Zhengyang shook his head and said with a smile: "It's still a little, can you give me some more?"
"Haha." Zou Mingyuan smiled, put on his glasses, and said, "Brother, you are making things difficult for me... This clay pot of yours should be a pair, but now there is only one like this. No matter how high the price is, I will
But I really can't afford it. If you have a couple, then I'm willing to pay 50,000 yuan!" As he spoke, Zou Mingyuan's eyes seemed careless, but in fact he was paying attention to Xu Zhengyang's expression.
Xu Zhengyang was overjoyed in his heart and said: "Boss Zou, I have another one at home. The one I show you has a golden dragon painted on it, and the one at home has a golden phoenix painted on it. As the old saying goes, a dragon and a phoenix present auspiciousness.
Right?"
"Really?" Zou Mingyuan stood up suddenly and looked at Xu Zhengyang with surprise on his face. He soon realized that he had lost his composure. He smiled to hide his excitement, sat back on the boss's chair, nodded and said: "That's really it.
You can eat too much, but you can't say too much. OK, OK, OK, let me admit it's bad luck and talk about credibility. If we are really a couple, brother, take it over and I'll give you 50,000 yuan!"
"It's better to be less..." Xu Zhengyang said hesitantly.
"Haha, brother, this is wrong." Zou Mingyuan said with a smile: "Brother, I really treat you as one of my own, but you treat me as someone who sets up a stall and does small business and bargains? Okay,
You name a price..." Zou Mingyuan is already sure that Xu Zhengyang is a pure layman who doesn't understand anything. Who will he kill if he doesn't kill him when he encounters such a customer?
It’s no wonder that Zou Mingyuan was robbing customers. The business of doing antiques was originally a business that would last for three years without opening for three years.
Xu Zhengyang lowered his head in embarrassment and thought about it. Hearing what Zou Mingyuan said was sincere, he was really a bit of a villain. However, Xu Zhengyang would not really believe Zou Mingyuan's words. He was now thinking about how much money he should ask for.
If you talk too little, you are afraid of suffering a loss; if you talk too much... you are afraid of the conversation falling apart.
How about 60,000? No, no, no...
One hundred thousand? Too many…
Xu Zhengyang was hesitating when there was a knock on the door. Zhong Zhijun opened the door and walked in. He said with a smile: "How about it? Is it a good thing?"
Behind Zhong Zhijun, there was also an old man with messy hair, unshaven beard, wrinkles and triangular eyes. He was easily reminiscent of a charlatan playing chess on the roadside. He was wearing shabby jeans and a dark blue short-sleeved shirt.
Inside the pants, the waistband has burrs, and a pair of dirty white sneakers look as sloppy as they do.
Xu Zhengyang was about to speak, but Zou Mingyuan had already stood up and asked angrily: "Yao Chushun, what are you doing here?"
The old man named Yao Chushun didn't say anything. As soon as he entered the room, he stared at the clay pot on the desk. A pair of triangular eyes burst out with a bright light. He walked to the desk in a few steps and bent down.
In front of the clay pot, I looked at it intently.
"Boss Zou, I asked him to come. Haha, I just met him when I was going to the toilet outside." Zhong Zhijun said with a smile, "So I asked him to come and help me."
Zou Mingyuan frowned, sat back at his desk, snorted dissatisfied and said, "Officer Zhong doesn't believe me."
"Wherever you go, Boss Zou is the most famous antique connoisseur." Zhong Zhijun sat on the sofa with a smile and said, "But when my buddy asks me for help, I have to do my best, right?"
As soon as Xu Zhengyang saw this situation, he understood something in his heart and didn't say anything. He just smiled and patted Zhong Zhijun's hand.
"Zou Mingyuan, you bastard, how much did you pay?" The man named Yao Chushun asked with a cracked yellow tooth and a curse.
Zou Mingyuan glared at the other party with disgust, and replied coldly: "I will pay 10,000 for a single piece, and if you sell it to me in pairs, I will pay 50,000!"
As soon as Yao Chushun heard this, he immediately turned his head and stared at Xu Zhengyang fiercely and asked, "Do you agree?"
Xu Zhengyang smiled and shook his head.
"You're not stupid." Yao Chushun took out half a pack of crumpled cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and lit it. After blowing two puffs of thick smoke at Zou Mingyuan, he turned around and asked, "Boy, you really have a pair.
Son?"
"Yeah." Xu Zhengyang nodded.
"Fuck, how evil is his grandma." Yao Chu spit out a mouthful of thick yellow phlegm on the bright floor.
Zhong Zhijun frowned and shouted: "Yao Chushun, why are you pretending to be noble? You, stop whining, how much is this thing worth?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Yao Chushun seemed to be a little afraid of Zhong Zhijun, and nodded quickly. The overwhelming aura disappeared instantly. The flattery on his wrinkled old face was obvious, and he smiled: "Officer Zhong, your friend Zu
The things uploaded are absolutely good things...I guess at least..."
"Yao Chushun, you must speak responsibly." Zou Mingyuan interrupted Yao Chushun with a cold voice.
"Hey, Officer Zhong, he's threatening me." Yao Chushun pretended to be scared.
Zhong Zhijun frowned and looked at Zou Mingyuan.
Zou Mingyuan sneered and said: "I'm just reminding you, don't talk nonsense, ruin my reputation and affect my business just because we have old grudges."
"Am I influencing you?" Yao Chushun didn't have a good look on Zou Mingyuan. He scolded and scolded: "You're a bastard, you're not afraid of the strong wind flashing your tongue when you speak. Who taught you how good you are? You're ungrateful."
That shit..."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhong Zhijun sat on the sofa and kicked Yao Chushun.
Zou Mingyuan had already stood up and said in a cold voice: "You are not welcome here, get out!"
"You bastard, do you think I am a rare visitor to your place?" Yao Chushun blew his beard and glared and cursed again, then turned to Zhong Zhijun and Xu Zhengyang and said: "Take the treasure and go, Zou Mingyuan is a bitch, he will also buy it
Can you afford this pair of porcelain jars? Even if he sells his shop..."
Xu Zhengyang was stunned when he heard this. Hey, dear, how much is this clay pot worth?
"Yao Chushun, don't talk nonsense!" Zhong Zhijun was also shocked and gasped. Is this too valuable?
"Hehe, yes, yes, Officer Zhong, you have a keen eye and you know what I am telling lies, don't be angry." Yao Chushun opened his mouth and said with a flattering smile: "If this friend of yours really has two of these things,
Planting clay pots, and if they are a pair, they should be able to sell for at least 500,000 yuan... If they are put up for auction in an auction house, there is no chance. They should be able to sell for more than 1 million. If it is
Abroad, it would be higher..."
"Ahem..." Xu Zhengyang didn't bother to spit out the cigarette. He coughed repeatedly and choked with tears. His heartbeat speeded up and almost jumped out of his throat.
"No?" Zhong Zhijun looked in disbelief.
Zou Mingyuan suppressed his voice and growled through gritted teeth: "Yao Chushun, get out of here!" Then he sighed again and said to Xu Zhengyang and Zhong Zhijun in a friendly manner: "You two, I admit that I was really upset before.
Big greed, want to make a fortune, in our line of business, business has to be like this, the food is the people outside the door... Forget it, I won't say any more nonsense, this pair is dressed in blue and white, dragon and phoenix
I am willing to pay 500,000 yuan for the lotus jar. If it is any more, I really cannot accept it."
"Can't afford you?" Yao Chushun sneered.
"Get out, get out, get out!" Zou Mingyuan was completely angry. No longer caring about his own image, or that Xu Zhengyang and Zhong Zhijun were in the room, he rushed out from behind the desk, raised his leg and kicked Yao Chushun...
Yao Chushun was kicked and staggered into the wall with an ouch.
Zou Mingyuan stepped forward and grabbed Yao Chushun's hair and collar and dragged him out of the door, cursing: "Damn it, sooner or later I will have to do it to you, fuck, you are so fucking shameless..."
"Stop!" Zhong Zhijun, who had just recovered from the shock, shouted hurriedly, stood up and stepped forward to grab the furious Zou Mingyuan. A small grappler twisted Zou Mingyuan's arm behind his back, "Manager Zou, we will come back later.
"While speaking, he winked at Xu Zhengyang.
Xu Zhengyang had already stood up and stood in front of his desk, reaching out and hugging the pot, fearing that the conflict among the people in the room would affect this treasure.
Darling, this is five to six hundred thousand! You can buy a big piece of it from God.
Seeing Zhong Zhijun's signal, Xu Zhengyang hurriedly took the pottery pot back to the wine box carefully, wrapped it with the cotton inside, filled it again, then covered it with the lid, hugged it tightly in his arms, raised his legs and walked out.
, and said politely: "Yes, yes, Boss Zou, we will come back later, and we will talk later..."
"Ah? I'm sorry. I lost my temper just now. Let's talk again. Don't leave..." Zou Mingyuan dissuaded him full of regret.
Zhong Zhijun and Xu Zhengyang ignored him, opened the door and walked out.
"You're a bastard..." Yao Chushun looked at Zou Mingyuan, who was full of disappointment and stunned, and cursed. When he was about to gloat and continue to say a few words, he found that Zou Mingyuan grabbed the ashtray on the coffee table. Yao Chushun
He hurriedly jumped out and closed the door.
Bang! Bang, bang, bang...
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