"You don't sing well? Xiao Fang, I seriously listened to Cheng Yanqiu's original singing. There are not many people who have listened to it these days..." Old Tang was singing enthusiastically when he was beaten by Xiao Fang.
He stopped singing and looked a little unhappy.
"Hey, where did you go? I'm talking about Master Tang. The two of us here today are not here to listen to you reminisce about the past. If you still talk about this, we will go back..."
Xiao Fang was a little impatient. To the ears of people of their age, the Peking Opera was similar to the operas sung in foreign theaters. It looked lively to the eyes, but could not understand a word to the ears.
"Then what are you two doing here today?"
Old Tang's words made Zhuang Rui amused. I bet Xiaofang's "Mao'er Ye" was not unfair. After sitting down and chatting for a long time, the old man actually thought that his two brothers were just here to listen to his talk.
Xiao Fang was also a little dumbfounded, and said patiently: "Master Tang, Uncle Tang, you told me last time that you wanted to sell some old things. Didn't I bring Brother Zhuang to see them? Where are your things?
"
"Hey, look at my memory, how could you have forgotten this..."
Old Tang's big hand patted his bald head, with a look of enlightenment on his face.
"Master Tang, it's such a cold day. If you have anything, hurry up and take it out..."
Zhuang Rui was a bit puzzled. Is Old Tang really confused or just scheming? If all of this was arranged, then the scene, props, lighting and the actor's acting skills are all worthy of being selected for an Oscar.
went.
When Master Tang heard Zhuang Rui's words, he smiled and said: "Hey, I said you two, you are the one sitting down..."
Zhuang Rui was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and quickly stood up and looked at the chair he was sitting on just now. Sure enough, it was really Zhang Zongzong's Huanghuali chair, and it was also an official's chair in his early 40s.
The so-called "four out" refers to the two ends of the chair's headrest and the front ends of the left and right armrests. This is the traditional name of folk woodworking. From the common to the elegant, this is now the standard name for this type of chair. It is also called the armrest.
, those who have no brains are called "two-year-olds", which is also the folk name.
There was a cushion placed on this chair just now, but Zhuang Rui didn't notice it. Now he took the cushion away and observed it carefully. This Huanghuali four-year-old official hat chair has very few decorations. There is a pattern embossed on the backrest.
A cloud is surrounded by two dragons, and another small cloud is lightly carved on the rim of the pot's door-style scroll mouth.
The components of this chair are thin and have a large curvature. As we all know, the curved and thin components must be made of thick wood. In other words, this chair could have been made quite thick, but on the basis of the large size,
At that time, no expense was spared in cutting it into a slender, soft and special effect.
This chair makes full use of the advantages of huanghuali material. The wood is hard and smooth, the color is neither quiet nor noisy, and the texture may be hidden or visible, vivid and changeable. This design concept of Ming-style furniture reflects the complementarity of movement and stillness in Chinese aesthetics.
The aesthetic concept of combining hardness and softness, nothing is better than nothing.
"Yes, this chair is quite interesting..."
After observing for a long time, Zhuang Rui gave an evaluation. The four-year-old official hat chair is a typical Ming-style chair. It was a status symbol at that time. However, the same age, the style and taste are different, and the price is naturally different. This four-year-old official hat chair is also a symbol of status.
The chairs from the early days can be said to be high-quality products. Even in ancient times, they were not affordable for ordinary people.
Most of the antique furniture on the market today is from the Qing Dynasty, and there are also pieces from the Ming Dynasty, but they are extremely rare. This official hat chair is indeed from the Ming Dynasty, because when Zhuang Rui was looking at it, a trace of it seeped into the chair.
Aura, I found that the wood inside is delicate, the texture is clear, and there is a layer of light yellow aura attached to it, it is definitely genuine.
After looking at the chair he was sitting on, Zhuang Rui looked at the chair Xiao Fang was sitting on just now. The two were actually a pair. In the antique shop, it is rare for people to buy in pairs, because
These old objects have been passed down for hundreds of years and are easily forgotten and lost. If they are paired together, their value will rise rapidly.
"Master Tang, what are these two chairs of yours..."
"Hey, Master Tang, I've been sitting here for a long time, and you still don't give me a drink..."
When Zhuang Rui was about to ask the price, he was unexpectedly interrupted by Xiao Fang's exit. Zhuang Rui looked at Xiao Fang in shock. He was winking at Zhuang Rui, indicating that he had something to say later.
"Hey, look at my memory, let's go and pour it now. Today's distinguished guest is here. I'll help you find some good tea." Upon hearing this, Master Tang quickly put down his legs that were sitting cross-legged on the bed.
, walked out of the house in a flash, and there was a knock on the door in the yard, probably asking for tea from a neighbor.
"Xiao Fang, what's wrong? Is something wrong?"
Zhuang Rui lowered his voice and asked, Old Tang had gone out, but there was still someone lying in the inner room.
"Brother Zhuang, please be optimistic before asking the price. These people all think that their things are treasures. If he negotiates the price, it will basically be that price, and he will not pay any more. Do you think you can go back and find it?"
Brother Bai, let’s discuss it before deciding whether to buy it or not?”
When Xiao Fang spoke, there was a hint of cunning in his eyes, but even though the window was opened in the room, the light was still a bit dark, and Zhuang Rui did not see it clearly.
"No need to discuss. I think this chair is good. It has clear texture and natural patina. It is an object with a large door. I will ask Old Tang later. If the price is right, I will buy it now..."
Zhuang Rui shook his head. He felt that this trip was not in vain. Although he couldn't stand the smell in the house, there were really good things. The price of such a 4-year-old huanghuali chair has risen rapidly in recent years. If he went to the auction to buy it, I'm afraid the price would be very high.
It will not be less than 1.5 million RMB.
In fact, the prices of huanghuali and mahogany furniture started to skyrocket only after the year 2000. They were not particularly valuable in the 1990s because these old items were relatively large, bulky, and took up a lot of space.
Residents of old houses who understand their value often throw them away when they move to new homes.
It's true that Xiao Fang is a broker, but if you take something with a big door like this out of an old house and sell it, you can make at least ten times more money. This is a piece of fat.
, there is a jargon in the antique shop, which is that selling goods does not sell the road. Xiao Fang, a broker, only takes people to see the objects when he is not sure and charges an agency fee, but he has to see this thing early, then
His identity immediately changed from broker to buyer.
So after Xiaofang heard Zhuang Rui's words, his face became a little unnatural, and he felt regretful in his heart. He didn't see Old Tang take out this object the past few times he came here, so why did he put it in the room this time?
, if he had seen it earlier, what would have happened to Zhuang Rui?
Zhuang Rui didn't expect Xiao Fang's thoughts. He stood up and moved closer to the chimney. When he saw the back room on the other side, the door was tightly closed. He was a little curious and subconsciously released his spiritual energy to look inside.
go.
"Huh? There are two more chairs?"
Zhuang Rui discovered that in the dark room, there were actually five or six four-year-old official hat chairs that were exactly the same as those in the outer room. It was difficult to find one of these. How come they were always in the right place in Old Tang's house?
Yes, Zhuang Rui couldn't help but feel suspicious. He looked through the door and used his spiritual energy to look at the chairs in the back room.
"Damn it, could it be that you're trying to do something different?"
Zhuang Rui discovered that although the materials and workmanship of several chairs in the back room were quite exquisite, they were all made of fake yellow rosewood with a layer of baking paint painted on the outside. They looked somewhat similar to these two, but
If you sit for a long time, the paint will naturally peel off.
Thinking of this, Zhuang Rui was a little helpless. These four-nine cities are worthy of being at the feet of the emperor. There are all kinds of tricks to play. If nothing else, the effort that Old Tang spent made Zhuang Rui speechless. It was not for making money.
Who in the right mind can stand the smell in the house?
"What do you two think?"
Zhuang Rui had just finished looking at the chairs in the back room when Old Tang swayed back. His face was still very honest and honest, but in Zhuang Rui's eyes, it looked a little more cunning.
"The chair is good. Master Tang, please give me a price. If it's suitable, I'll buy it now..."
Zhuang Rui said calmly, he doesn't care what tricks Old Tang plays, as long as you dare to sell, I will pay for it now. Even though these two chairs are quite heavy, I will fight against them, brother.
"These two chairs cost 80,000 yuan each, and 160,000 yuan for two chairs. If you want them, this is the price."
Old Tang polished his bald head with his hands. After thinking for a long time, he gritted his teeth and gave the price. Xiao Fang next to him looked regretful. Damn it, you don't have to bargain for 160,000 yuan. Just take it out and do whatever you want.
I threw it away at an auction house and made a profit of 1.6 million in a circle. I made a big loss this time.
"One hundred and sixty thousand..."
Zhuang Rui pretended to be deep in thought. After a while, he patted his thigh and said, "One hundred and sixty thousand is one hundred and sixty thousand. I will write you a check now. Xiao Fang, please help me. Each of us can move one.
I'll take the car up..."
Zhuang Rui thought to himself, I won't give you the chance to change the chairs in the house. I'll see what you do. As he spoke, Zhuang Rui took out his checkbook from his bag, picked up the pen and was about to write the check.
"Hey, I don't understand anything about this check. You'd better give me cash. If you hold that thing in your hand, it's solid, isn't it?"
Sure enough, before Zhuang Rui started writing, Old Tang spoke. Zhuang Rui sighed secretly in his heart. He really liked those two chairs. If Old Tang was a serious businessman, Zhuang Rui would have spent a few dollars.
It doesn't matter if I buy it for 100,000 yuan, but looking at this, I'm afraid if I go out to withdraw the money, the two chairs will be moved into the house.
