After thinking about how to prepare the bidding funds for the auction for a long time, Shen Yu only came up with three ways.
The first choice is naturally to sell one of his collections, but Shen Yu is reluctant to part with any of them.
The second is to borrow two to three million from Mr. Li. Shen Yu feels that it is just a matter of words, but Shen Yu does not want to trouble Mr. Li anymore because he owes Mr. Li too much.
It was just a phone call from Gu Qingqing, but Shen Yu couldn't help but feel ashamed...
The third is to sell the ice-type Zhengyang green jadeite to Xu Duofu, and he can earn more than 4 million yuan in an instant. Shen Yu immediately dismissed this idea. The jadeite belongs to Li Qing'er, and this thing cannot be touched for the time being.
"Forget it, let's go to the flea market and see if there are any missing ones that can be picked up. If there are any, it's the best. If not, it's just the money you have.
"As for the things in the store, let's leave them to Liu Yan and the future store manager. Anyway, I have to pay them a salary."
After making up his mind, Shen Yu started packing his backpack.
Cash, white gloves, a bright flashlight, wet wipes, and a high-power magnifying glass are all must-haves for old collectors visiting the antique market. Although Shen Yu has the golden eye for identifying treasures, he can't go to the stall empty-handed. At least It still needs to be done.
Buzz!
Just as he zipped up his backpack, the phone rang again. Shen Yu picked up the phone and saw that it was Mr. Li Hanlin calling.
After pressing the answer button, Shen Yu first said hello: "Hello, Uncle Li."
Li Hanlin's hearty laughter suddenly came from the microphone: "Shen Yu, you forgot the "Pine Forest Painting of Gao Shi" that Boss Zheng gave you in Zuixianju. I brought the painting back to you and stored it in my shop. It's on the counter. If you have time, come and take it back."
Shen Yu was startled for a moment, then immediately smiled and said: "Uncle Li, if you hadn't mentioned this, I would have forgotten about it. Did you really take that painting?"
Shen Yu had indeed forgotten the so-called "Picture of Masters in the Pine Forest" by the so-called authentic painting saint Wu Daozi that Zheng Congyuan gave him, but Shen Yu didn't want it in his heart. It cost tens of thousands of yuan, and he might have to owe him a favor. , I can’t tell whether it’s a loss or a profit.
"As you said, why can't he take what he is willing to give away? If you put it in the store, you can't sell it for money, or will it take up space in your store?"
Shen Yu quickly surrendered: "It can be sold, it can definitely be sold. Not to mention the reputation of the painting saint, even the more than one hundred famous seals on the painting can be sold for 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. If you encounter a face-loving person, it will cost 70,000 to 80,000 yuan." Maybe, okay, I’ll go get it in a minute.”
Li Hanlin laughed again: "That's pretty much it. He was willing to give it himself, but we don't want it. Aren't we stupid? By the way, Xiaoqing said he bought some clothes for you, but didn't he know that he gave them to you?"
Shen Yu was afraid of this, but he still said calmly: "No, I will take her to the auction held by Baoyuan Company tomorrow, and Qing'er will probably give it to me at that time."
"That's okay, well, I have to visit an old friend at his house later, so I won't tell you anymore."
"Then you are busy!"
Li Hanlin did not hang up the phone right away, "By the way, you don't have enough money to participate in the auction, so I will ask the store's finance staff to send you five million in a while.
"Although that boy Zhang Zongbao is tricky, he does have a lot of good things in his hands. If you are lucky, you might be able to pick them up.
"Especially because you are proficient in calligraphy and painting. You are proficient in everything from Zhang Zongbao porcelain to miscellaneous things. However, you don't have enough eyesight in calligraphy and painting. At most, you are just getting a glimpse of it."
"I won't ask for your old money, and I won't give you my bank card number. I will definitely tell you when I am really short of money." Shen Yu refused directly.
"Hey, you think I won't know it if you don't tell me your bank card number? When Zheng Congyuan transferred money to you yesterday, I already wrote down your bank card number. Compared with my old man, you have a lot more to learn." After Li Hanlin finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Within ten minutes, Shen Yu received a text message reminder from the bank that five million yuan was credited to his bank account.
After receiving the money, Shen Yu was not too happy. It's not that he was a white-eyed wolf, but that Mr. Li's kindness was too heavy to repay.
Shen Yu himself is not someone who likes to owe others favors. He really doesn't want the money. If he wanted it, he would have asked for it long ago.
"Forget it, at most I will give Wang Mengduan's "Ink Bamboo and Stone Pictures" to his old man in a few days, and the extra money will be used as a filial piety to his old man." Shen Yu thought this way.
Now that everything is ready, let's go to the flea market. It's raining a little today, so there shouldn't be many tourist collectors, so maybe you can find some good items.
After picking up his bag and taking a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator in the reception room, Shen Yu walked out the door.
As soon as he opened the sliding glass door, someone walked in amid the turmoil outside. Shen Yu opened the door for him.
"Thank you, little brother. Oh, how dare I bother you to open the door for me." The other party was quite polite.
Shen Yu smiled and shook his head and began to look at the other person. He was a very thin middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and round eyes. He was wearing a half-sleeved white shirt and a pair of dark blue trousers with slits on the trousers. Hot and straight.
The shirt was tied up at the waist. Shen Yu noticed that the other party was wearing an old-fashioned yellow leather belt. The edges had been fluffed and curled, and the shiny patina was very thick.
This kind of belt was very popular more than ten years ago and is very strong, but one thing is that it does not look very beautiful, so people who are not financially strapped would have thrown it away long ago.
On her feet are a pair of leather sandals, which have been wiped clean and spotless.
"Are you coming to the store to buy something or to sell something?"
This man was carrying a 32-inch large trolley case. Shen Yu asked himself that he had seen many people, but for a while he couldn't tell whether the person was here to sell antiques or buy antiques.
It doesn’t look like he’s here to shop for goods in the antique city, but he’s here to sell antiques. What kind of antiques need such a big box?
The middle-aged man did not immediately answer Shen Yu's words, but asked: "Little brother, I wonder where your boss is?"
"This shop belongs to me, or I am the boss. Come in and talk." Shen Yu pointed to the reception hall.
"Don't worry, I have a few antiques that I want to sell. I wonder if you can take them here, little brother?" The middle-aged man's voice was hoarse and obviously had a hint of vicissitudes of life.
Shen Yu smiled: "It's okay to accept it, and it's still a high price, but one thing is that it can't be earthy."
The middle-aged man was obviously startled after hearing Shen Yu's words, "Oily smell, little brother, what do you mean? How can a good antique collection have a fishy smell before it's too late?"
Shen Yu explained patiently, "I don't want what I stole from the tomb robbers. Do you understand this?"
"No, no, no, I am definitely not like that. These are antiques passed down from my family." The middle-aged man waved his hands repeatedly.
"You don't have to be so excited. I just asked casually, why don't you come in and blow on the air conditioner on this hot day?"
"That would be annoying."
After entering the reception room and waiting for the middle-aged man to sit down, Shen Yu poured him a cup of hot tea.
The middle-aged man picked up the teacup, blew on it first, and then took a sip slowly: "Oh, I didn't expect to drink such good tea. This is the best Shifeng Longjing before the rain!
"This water is just like this. It would be better if it was mountain spring water. If you want to cure tea, you must first hide the water. Little brother, you can try making tea with mountain spring water. It will have a different taste."
"You are amazing. You can taste what kind of tea it is in one sip. I can't do that." Shen Yu, who had just picked up the teacup, praised it heartily.
This man is so amazing, even more powerful than Mr. Qian who has been drinking tea all his life.
Qian Lao could smell the Shifeng Longjing that Shen Yu gave him before the rain. That was because the words "Longjing tea" were written on the tea can, and he could also see the appearance of the tea leaves.
The person in front of me has neither seen the name of the tea nor the appearance of the tea leaves. Just one sip can tell that it is Yuqian Shifeng Longjing. This is definitely a tea gourmet and a senior in the tea ceremony!
Shen Yu quickly gave the other party another drink.
The middle-aged man picked up the tea cup again and sighed softly, "Ashamed, ashamed. I used to be a somewhat famous entrepreneur in our local area, but because of my wrong investment judgment, I lost everything.
"In the past two years, let alone drinking this kind of good tea, I can't bear to drink it even if it costs twenty or thirty yuan a box.
"My daughter has been admitted to a key university this year. She has to prepare tuition and living expenses. My son is also facing getting married and buying a house, so he has to sell some treasures passed down from his ancestors..."
The middle-aged man seemed to have found someone to talk to, and told Shen Yu all the troubles in his heart.
Shen Yu listened quietly, but in his heart he was trying to judge whether this person was really selling antiques or whether he wanted to sell some fakes because he was young.
Seeing the middle-aged man chatting for about ten minutes, drinking three cups of tea and still grinding here, Shen Yu couldn't sit still for a while. He wanted to pick up the leak today. How could he have time to chat with a stranger?
"Brother, I wonder what antiques you want to sell?"
The middle-aged man also realized that Shen Yu might be a little tired of hearing this. He thought for a while, "I brought three antiques today. You should take a look at my porcelain first."
After saying that, the middle-aged man opened the trolley case and took out a jar-shaped colored porcelain with both hands.
