Chapter 20 Tang Yin's True Work 'Falling Flower Poems'
After understanding what was going on in her mind, Mother Han's mood improved a lot. She slept that night without saying a word until the next day, and still had a sweet dream.
Of course, Suning knew that Mother Han was satisfied, so she did not wake her up in the morning, but let her sleep until she woke up naturally. After all, she had been worrying about the children in the capital these past few days.
There are a lot of fun things in Hong Kong. Because of Nancy's physical inconvenience, Suning arranged for Zhong Chuhong, a "native", to take Han Mu around Hong Kong.
The famous Queen's Street, Causeway Bay, Tsuen Wan, Wan Chai, Yau Ma Tei, Tsim Sha Tsui, all the famous commercial streets in Hong Kong have been visited by Han Mu. When the old lady buys things, even the beautiful lady Zhong Chuhong feels overwhelmed.
Looking at the things Han Mu bought, from clothes, dry goods to toys, for men, women and children, Zhong Chuhong finally couldn't help her curiosity and asked.
"Auntie, the things you bought are so messy. Suning and Nancy can't use so much, right?"
"Haha, these are all things I plan to bring back to the capital. I have two other sons and two daughters in the capital. They also have children of their own, so the children's clothes and toys are prepared for them."
Seeing Zhong Chuhong's confused face, Mother Han's happy eyes almost narrowed to a slit. She had never felt so happy.
"Oh! So that's it!" Zhong Chuhong laughed clearly, "Haha, I thought you were buying them for Suning and Nancy."
Just as Zhong Chuhong was taking Han Mu around for crazy shopping, Suning was walking into the Sotheby's auction venue with Mr. Guan and Polanhou. Looking at the bustling crowd entering the venue, Suning knew that these were the things he had done today.
competitors.
Because the items being auctioned by Sotheby's were quite messy, Suning actually couldn't say whether he would gain anything today. The scene soon became quiet because the host came to the stage.
"Gentlemen and ladies, welcome to Sotheby's Hong Kong Winter Auction. Today we have prepared ten top-notch auction items for you."
"The following is the first auction item, the jersey of the famous American NBA star Mark Acquail. The base price is US$100,000, and each increase in price cannot be less than US$10,000."
"One hundred and ten thousand dollars!" As soon as the host finished speaking, the scene started to bustle with competition.
"One hundred and thirty thousand!"
...
"What? A piece of tattered clothing worn by someone else is worth such a high price?" Mr. Guan and Bao Baohou watched so many people vying for a jersey. The shock in their hearts was equivalent to an eight-magnitude earthquake.
"Haha, how exciting!" Looking at the two surprised old men, Suning couldn't help but laugh, "What does this mean? There are many Western female stars auctioning their personal belongings."
"Humph! It's boring!" Bao Baohou was very disdainful.
"Shameful!" Mr. Guan also felt a little ruined.
Soon this NBA star's jersey was auctioned for US$210,000, which shattered Mr. Guan's and Bao Baohou's views and also gave them a clearer understanding of the world.
"Everyone, here is the second auction item, a 100-carat diamond. The base price is 10 million US dollars, and each increase in price will not be less than 1 million US dollars."
"diamond?"
"Yes! A kind of polished diamond, which is also made entirely through speculation." Suning explained with a smile to the confused two people.
Soon the diamond was sold for US$100 million, which made the two old men widen their eyes in surprise. In the end, the large diamond was bought by a Japanese businessman for US$108 million.
"The third item..."
Soon the seventh auction item was auctioned, but the antique that Suning and the others wanted most still didn't appear. Mr. Guan and Bao Baohou were both a little impatient at this time, and then the eighth auction item appeared.
"The eighth auction item is the Authentic "Album of Falling Flowers" by the Chinese Ming Dynasty painter Tang Bohu. The low price is one million US dollars, and each increase in price cannot be less than 100,000 US dollars."
"What? The authentic work of Tang Bohu?" Mr. Guan and Baolan Hou became more energetic. Even Suning was so surprised that he almost bit his own tongue.
"Haha, the wait is finally here."
"Chunming, can we take a picture?" Mr. Guan swallowed, and then looked at Suning expectantly.
"no problem!"
"Chunming, it can't be fake, right?" Poshahou said worriedly.
"Haha, usually not!" Suning smiled and looked at Baoshahou Hou, "Sotheby's auction house is quite famous. They won't use fakes to damage their sign."
"Well, we'll have to film it then."
At this time, the price of this authentic work of Tang Bohu, which is more than nine meters in length, has reached US$1.4 million. Suning has not been in a hurry to make a move. After all, it has not yet reached the last moment. Seeing many rich people shaking their heads and retreating, Suning
Then prepare the quotation.
"One and a half million!"
"This gentleman bids 1.5 million! Is there anything higher?" the host looked at Suning in surprise.
"One and a half million times!"
"One and a half million for the second time!"
The young wealthy businessman who had just bid 1.4 million looked angrily at Suning, then gritted his teeth and shouted to the host on stage, "1.6 million!"
Seeing that the other party was determined to win, Suning smiled indifferently, and then increased the price by another hundred thousand dollars, "1.7 million!"
The host was undoubtedly the happiest when he saw guests vying for the auction items. This proved his outstanding hosting ability, and he immediately shouted in surprise.
"This gentleman bids 1.7 million, is there anything higher?"
"One million, seven hundred thousand times!"
The young wealthy businessman who was competing with Suning looked at Suning angrily again, and then asked the middle-aged man next to him, "Uncle Hao, who is this person? Could it be that in the past few years that I have been studying abroad, there has been another incident in Hong Kong?"
Got a new boss?"
"Master Pan, this is Suning, the boss of Xia Ning Group."
"Ah? It's actually him!"
"Yes! Suning is fond of antiques. He established a private museum in the capital. He also opened antique shops in major cities around the world and purchased large quantities of antiques from various countries."
"Huh! Playing with things is a waste of time!" Master Pan said with feigned disdain, "Suning doesn't seem to have much of a future."
"Eh? That's true!" After hearing Master Pan's sour words, the middle-aged man named Uncle Hao could only agree.
"One million seven hundred thousand for the second time!"
"One million seven hundred thousand for the third time!"
"Bang!" As the host dropped the hammer, this volume of Tang Bohu's "Album of Falling Flowers Poems" was snapped up by Suning for US$1.7 million.
Seeing that their beloved things were bought, Mr. Guan and Popohou were happy. Although they knew that the cost was not low, it was not their money, so they didn't feel distressed at all, but they just wanted to run away immediately.
In terms of admiring and playing with, Suning is actually no better than the two old men. He also wants to go immediately to appreciate the authentic works of Tang Bohu. You must know that there are not many authentic works of Tang Bohu in the Palace Museum.
The next two auction items were all modern handicrafts with low collection value. Then Suning and the two old men generously paid 1.7 million U.S. dollars. Then Mr. Guan looked at it briefly and held the volume of "
"Album of Falling Flower Poems" has left Sotheby's auction house.
As soon as they left the Sotheby's auction house, Suning and the other three drove directly back to Su Zhai in the middle of the mountain. Then, under the surprised gazes of Han's mother, Nancy and others, they went straight to Su Zhai's study.
Looking at the strange two old men and one young man, neither of them bothered to say hello to them. This made Han Mu and the other three people feel very strange. Especially the scroll in Mr. Guan's arms made them even more surprised.
"Nancy, what are they doing? It's mysterious!"
"Huh? Maybe I received something good again!"
"Well, it's possible!" Mother Han showed a relieved expression, and then looked at Nancy with a wry smile, "Chunming has been fond of these things since he was a child. When he was in the capital, he spent all his salary to buy these things, and he also had to
I often borrow money from others.”
"Haha, it's rare that he has a hobby."
"Hey! Nancy, as long as you don't hate him playing with things and getting frustrated!"
"Haha, Mom, the rich people here in Hong Kong are very weird." Nancy smiled and explained for Han's mother, "Some like to fly airplanes and yachts, and some like to hire starlets and go to Macau for high-rolling gambling. The better ones go to play golf.
and traveling around.”
"Ah? Is this the case here in Hong Kong?"
"Haha, that's about right!"
As soon as Suning came to the study with the two old men, he opened the scroll nervously, looking at the care and care, as if it was a pious pilgrimage.
"Chunming, when I was at the auction just now, I took a casual look and was convinced that it was almost the original work of Tang Bohu." Mr. Guan explained in surprise.
"Haha, that's good!"
At this time, Baolan Hou was breathing heavily while appraising the nine-meter-long poem scroll, not even bothering to talk to Suning. After a long, long time, Baolanhou said excitedly, "It's an authentic work! It's definitely an authentic work!"
And it should be a work by middle-aged Tang Bohu."
"Yes! It seems that the Americans don't know their stuff, otherwise they wouldn't have been captured by us." Mr. Guan also had a look of joy on his face, and his expression was even more colorful than when he saw the peerless beauty.
"Haha, you two old men, please take it easy!" Looking at the two excited old men, Suning said with a smile, "There are a lot of good things!
Don’t be so excited that you can’t breathe, otherwise I will be miserable.”
"Ah? Is there still an auction?"
"Haha, there is no auction anymore!" Suning explained with a smile as he looked at Mr. Guan and Bao Baohou who were looking at him with stars in their eyes, "But I have always opened antique shops all over the world, just to recycle genuine antiques from embarrassed Europeans and Americans.
This time I asked you to come to Hong Kong, just to take a tour and help you identify it."
"Ah? Really?"
"Really!" Suning suddenly looked at Mr. Guan and Popohou with a serious face, and then solemnly explained his thoughts, "Maybe you are also wondering why I keep staring at the collection in your hands, it is because I want to open a
A super private museum that far exceeds the Metropolitan Museum in the United States and the British Museum in London, England."
"Ah? You really don't want to make money by selling antiques?" Mr. Guan swallowed and looked blankly at the closed disciple in front of him.
"Haha, Master, our ideals and ambitions are the same as yours, and we will not tolerate truly good things flowing abroad."
"Okay! I decided to sell my collection to you."
"Thank you, Master!" Suning was pleasantly surprised and solemnly assured Mr. Guan, "I will set up a special Guan exhibition hall in the Su Family Collection Museum in Beijing to introduce the story behind each collection in detail, and also let everyone know the story.
The people remember the contribution of the Guan family to the protection of cultural relics through the generations."
"Okay! Chunming, I know what you are worried about." Mr. Guan said with great relief, "I will sign a legal contract with you and ask my son to sign it when he comes back. I will never leave you any trouble.
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"Master, thank you for your support!"
Listening to the conversation between master and apprentice, Bao Baohou had a complex expression on his face. He also wanted to sell his collection to Suning at ten times the market price, but he was really reluctant to part with the achievements and hobbies he had gained over the years.
Suning looked at the complicated look on Bao Bao Hou's face, why didn't she understand his mood, and then looked at Bao Bao Hou sincerely, "Bao Bao Hou, sell those collections of yours to me too!"
"I will also set up a Hou family exhibition hall in the museum, and then record the history of your ancestors in detail, which is much better than you covering it up every day."
"And the maintenance of antiques is also a delicate job. You are getting older and older, and your daughter doesn't understand these things. It will definitely become more and more difficult in the future."
"Why don't you sell them all to me now? Not only will you be able to go in and out of the museum at will, but the antiques you can play with will be more and more precious."
"Chunming, please stop talking." Bao Baohou covered his head in pain and said with a wry smile, "My mind is very confused now, please let me think about it carefully."
"Well, if you agree, I can hire you as a museum appraisal expert and take you to auctions around the world."
Bashahou knew that what Suning said was true. He was Hou Su'e's daughter, and he was also the master of the family. He was so willful that he didn't care.
When I am a hundred years from now, I really don’t know what my daughter Hou Su’e will do with these collections. Instead of letting her ignorant daughter sell them as “junk”, I might as well just sell them at a high price now. Maybe my daughter Hou Su’e prefers money.
"Okay! I'll sell you my collection too!" Shaopohou Hou gritted his teeth and agreed, "But you have to be responsible for raising me until a hundred years from now."
"Haha, don't worry! I will be responsible for everything between you and Mr. Guan to the end." Suning breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Po Po Hou sincerely, "How I treat the old man, Po Po Hou, you also know very well.
, As for my character, Han Chunming, I believe you are well aware of it, and what I have said will definitely be practiced throughout my life."
The two "hard bones" of Mr. Guan and Bao Baohou are really difficult to crack. After so long, I have done so many things, and I finally took them all down today.