Chapter 147 Five hundred thousand? Did we hear correctly?
In the Gutang antique shop.
Everyone looked towards the door in surprise.
I saw an old man who was over 175cm tall, thin and with silver-gray hair standing at the door with his hands behind his back.
Seeing this old man, the owner of Gutang Store immediately came over and said, "Mr. Zhang, what kind of wind brought you here today!"
"I just wanted to take a look! I happened to be passing by." The old man named Mr. Zhang strolled into the store.
He came directly to Su Jiang's side with a clear purpose: "My little friend, can you show me this gadget?"
His words are extremely sincere and gentle, without any airs of self-esteem. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
"Okay." Su Jiang handed the box to Mr. Zhang.
"Thanks!"
Mr. Zhang took the box, looked around for a while, then turned back to the boss and said.
"Xiao Liu, go get the tung oil!"
The boss nodded and bowed: "Okay, I'll get it right away!"
After a while, the owner of the Gutang store took a white plastic bottle from behind the counter of the store and handed it to Mr. Zhang.
"kindness."
After Zhang Lao said kindly, he picked up the bottle and poured a few drops of oil on a piece of cotton cloth.
Then he put the cotton cloth on his fingers and gently wiped it against the black wooden box.
Everyone's eyes instantly focused on Mr. Zhang.
Afraid of missing any details.
Especially the boss, he is very familiar with Mr. Zhang.
in the country, Mr. Zhang is definitely one of the top ones in the field of antiques.
Generally speaking, other treasure appraisers may misjudge or misappraise any treasure.
But in Zhang Lao's place, there are basically no public defeats.
At least on the surface, as everyone knows, Mr. Zhang did not miss anything.
Now Mr. Zhang is so interested in this black wooden box and says that it is indeed red.
Could it be?
For a while, the boss became interested in playing with this black wooden box and Su Jiang.
Inside the Gutang store, there were three people sitting at another table.
You look at me, and I look at you, with a blank look on my face.
They felt that Mr. Zhang was extraordinary from his aura.
Don't offend easily.
The original intention of making fun of Mr. Zhang was suppressed by them.
"Brother, do you think the treasure appraisers we are looking for are all mistaken?" The thin black man suddenly felt unsure. He quietly leaned into the boss's ear and whispered softly.
"It's impossible. We're looking for a famous treasure appraiser in Kyoto. He can't be wrong. Moreover, we are all veterans in the antique industry for many years and have made so much money. How could we be wrong?"
After the boss's eyes wandered for a moment, he became firm again and continued:
"Maybe this so-called Mr. Zhang is his accomplice and is here to deceive us!"
"It's still red. Do you think the three of us are blind? Or are they two blind? Black and red color blindness?"
"If it's really red, I'll break these two walnuts into pieces and eat them!"
The boss said softly with some disdain.
"Yes, yes, we are all looking at the black one. People say it is red. Isn't this just a scam?" The thin black man nodded repeatedly, expressing his 100% agreement with the boss's words.
But, while they were still muttering.
The eyes of the Gutang shop owner have begun to shine.
Moreover, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
Is this a special brew?
how so?
A few minutes later.
Mr. Zhang put down the cotton cloth in his hand, smiled confidently and said: "It seems that my old man's skills are still there. This is indeed red and made of rosewood."
The owner of the Gutang store nodded wildly and swallowed hard: "Can you show me?"
After obtaining consent.
He carefully took the wooden box from Mr. Zhang's hand, which should be said to be a dowry, and kept saying: "Why couldn't I get rid of this black layer just now?"
Mr. Zhang smiled slightly: "Because this dossier should have been used by a woman from the previous dynasty with a history of more than 400 years. Maybe that woman used it more frequently, and it should have been used by more than one generation of her. After several generations of use, it is inevitable that it will be battered."
As he spoke, he pointed to the Wenwan walnut in the hand of the eldest of the three people on another table.
"It's just like those walnuts. The patina is difficult to remove with water and ordinary external force, but it can be easily melted with tung oil."
After saying that, he stood up, nodded to Su Jiang, and said curiously: "Young man, how did you know that this dowry is red?"
As a leader in the antiques industry, Mr. Zhang has so many years of experience, and he also happens to have some research on ancient wood products.
So it is natural to know that the dowry items of this era were generally made of fine mahogany, so they were reddish in color.
But it's a little strange that a person as young as Su Jiang understands so much.
Is he a wizard in the antique world?
Su Jiang smiled: "I just happened to read a book about dowry some time ago, so I wanted to give it a try. It was a bit of a gamble."
Naturally, it was impossible for him to reveal the treasure appraisal skills that he had systematically given away.
Originally, he wanted to ask the boss for tung oil to remove the pulp, but Mr. Zhang was here, which saved him the trouble.
When asked now, Su Jiang had no choice but to say that he was betting, but the winning rate of the bet was, hehe, 100%.
Regarding Su Jiang's words, Mr. Zhang naturally twitched the corner of his mouth, with an expression that said, "I believe you."
But he didn't say it out loud, he just smiled sadly and stood aside looking at some antiques on the shelf.
"Handsome guy, can you sell me your dowry? I'm willing to bid 500,000!"
The boss had already finished reading the dossier that Su Jiang brought, and said something serious and solemn.
As soon as this price comes out.
The three people at the table over there were stunned for a moment.
Five? Five hundred thousand?
Did you hear that right?
Fifty yuan is about right, right?
This price has made the three of them crazy.
Although this black wooden box only cost a few hundred yuan when they received it.
Later it was found to be of little value, but they were not upset and paid the tuition as a few hundred dollars.
Now it's better, the owner who knows the goods comes out and directly offers 500,000 yuan. They feel like they have eaten shit.
Just like those who speculate in the stock market, they hope that the stock they buy will rise sharply every day. Once they sell it, they immediately hope that it will fall to the limit every day.
If you were out of the game at a loss today, the stock price would start to plummet in the next second, reaching the daily limit.
That feeling, that taste...
The three of them could no longer restrain their curiosity.
They all came to Su Jiang's side and looked around the dowry.
"Holy shit! Is this special thing really red? Made of fine mahogany?" The thin black man's eyes almost bulged out.
He rubbed his eyes vigorously and said in disbelief.
The other two people were also completely confused.
Did you spend a long time co-authoring it? You are the clown?
The mixed emotions on his face looked a little funny.
At this time, there was only one question in their minds: Why didn't they find an expert like Mr. Zhang to identify the treasure for themselves?
But just when they regretted and were upset.
"Xiao Liu, you are not kind!"
Suddenly Na Zhanglao turned his back to them and said.
Hearing what Mr. Zhang said, everyone was startled again.
Only Su Jiang understood what the old man meant.
Because, Su Jiang was just about to say whether the price of 500,000 yuan was a little lower.
After all, he estimated that the price of this dowry was more than 500,000 yuan.
However, Mr. Zhang took the lead again.
He simply looked at the boss with some amusement.
See what he says.
"Ugh!"
When Mr. Zhang said this, the boss looked a little embarrassed, as if a child was caught watching a movie secretly by his parents.
"Why!"
He sighed.
The boss put on his glasses again and bent down to look at the dossier.
He stood up, took off his glasses again with one hand, held them tightly, and looked at Su Jiang.
