The continuous vibrating sound of the mobile phone on the wooden cabinet woke Shen Yu up from his deep sleep.
In a daze, Shen Yu picked up the phone and pressed the answer button, "Hello, who is this?"
"Xiao Shen, I have a seal that I need you to give me." A slightly older voice rang through the receiver.
Shen Yu couldn't remember who the other party was for a while, so he changed his honorific again and asked: "I'm sorry, who are you?"
"What? You kid can't even recognize my voice? I'm your Uncle Song, where are you now? I just went to your store and your store was still closed." Shen Yu didn't recognize what he heard. Who is he coming from? The other party's voice became obviously louder, shaking Shen's eardrums to the point of feeling uncomfortable.
Shen Yu looked at his surroundings and then remembered that he did not go home yesterday, but slept in the store all night, "It's Uncle Song. I was a little heavy from sleep just now, so I didn't hear that it was you. I'm really sorry. If you If you need anything, just come to my store."
"It's almost lunch, are you still sleeping? Get up quickly, I'll be there in ten minutes." After the other party finished speaking, he simply hung up the phone.
When a buzzing busy tone came from the receiver, Shen Yu finally came to his senses. He muttered in a somewhat suspicious tone: "It's almost time for lunch? Can't you?"
Looking at his watch, Shen Yu sat up suddenly. It turned out that it was already past eleven o'clock in the morning.
"I actually slept for so long?"
Yesterday, Shen Yu felt that he was going to die from exhaustion. He had been fighting wits with people since he went out to find Lao Liu at five o'clock in the morning to get a seal. He even fainted after falling on his head while trying to save someone. It was dangerous. Extremely.
However, what goes around comes around. The moment Shen Yu opened his eyes, his vision that had been blurred by the injury returned. At the same time, he also had the special ability to identify the authenticity and value of antiques based on the color and size of the antique's light.
When I went to Ciguzhai for verification, although Mr. Qian's official kiln small bowl was sold, a light-frozen seal worth one million yuan was identified for him. As long as the seal is successfully sold, Mr. Qian can be said to be a winner in his later years. No worries about food and clothing.
Then Gu Qingqing came, and Shen Yu stayed with her for a whole day. During this period, he gained a lot. He found a silver mandarin duck flask, an original engraving of the ancient book "Decoration Chronicles", and a Jiaqing official kiln old twig leprosy. Melon pastel small bowl.
When Shen Yu returned to the store again and waited for a regular customer to buy the mutton-fat jade bracelet, he could no longer hold on.
After reluctantly sending the guest out, Shen Yu felt so exhausted that he couldn't even open his eyes. He pulled down the roller shutter door and opened the window, then lay down on the single bed and fell asleep.
After going through what happened yesterday in detail in his mind, Shen Yu got out of bed and opened his backpack.
When he found that the wine bottle and "Decoration Journal" were inside, he let out a sigh of relief.
Shen Yu was also very curious about what kind of treasure was contained in the wine jug, but he did not dare to force it open because he had no tools in his hand. If the antiques inside were affected by sawing, it would be a waste.
When he came to the safe and touched his waist, Shen Yu remembered that he had forgotten the key to the safe at home.
After thinking for a while, Shen Yu walked to a dark red architrave shelf, lowered his body and gently opened the cabinet door at the bottom of the shelf.
First, he took out a few changes of clothes inside, and then he used both hands to pull down the bottom board.
At this time, a hidden grid about half a foot deep, where four blue bricks can be placed side by side, was revealed.
This is a secret of Shen Yu. No one but him knows that it contains nearly 100,000 yuan in cash, as well as some valuable small items such as gold jewelry, jade bracelets, mutton-fat jade pendants, etc.
Shen Yu sorted out a clear space, put the mandarin duck wine flask and ancient books in it, and then restored the hidden grids one by one.
The safe is not completely safe, and the safe is the first target of shop break-ins. If you can't open the safe, it will be moved away for you, and there is nothing you can do.
This hidden compartment sounds safer than the safe in the store.
After looking at the time, seven minutes had passed. Shen Yu quickly went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.
In order to save time, he opened the store door while brushing his teeth. As soon as the store door opened, he heard a loud voice coming over, "Xiao Shen, you really slept for so long? If I had known, I would have knocked on the door."
As soon as he finished speaking, an old man in Tang suit who was white, plump and balding ran past the escalator. This man was carrying an old-fashioned leather bag with cracked skin and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. At first glance, he looked quite elegant.
But when he got closer, the left leg of the glasses betrayed him. It was obviously broken and then covered with medical tape. The clothes on his body were also washed and turned white. It looked like he was living in a tight situation.
When he saw the person coming, a strange look suddenly appeared on Shen Yu's face.
He really knew the person who came here, and he was very familiar with it. The old man's surname was Song, and he was an antique lover. People in the circle called him Lao Songtou.
This person is a familiar person. After shopping around in Shen Yu’s store last month, he came to Shen Yu’s store to share his experience in treasure appraisal.
Let’s say he understands antiques. He hasn’t even fully understood some basic knowledge of getting started with antiques.
You say he doesn’t understand, but he understands a little bit. He can talk about an antique for two hours citing classics.
But just knowing this is enough to trick him.
Nine times out of ten you buy and lose, and most of your monthly retirement salary is spent on antiques.
But this old man never tired of doing it, so he gained a reputation as a "rich man" among the antique vendors in the flea market.
Of course, having said that, this so-called "pit" is just other people's opinions, but Uncle Song is a little content with it.
He rarely gets angry even after being punched in the eye. He only blames himself for his poor eyesight and never gets angry with people who sell his fake products or pretends to return them.
There are conscientious merchants in flea markets and antique towns. Most of the items that this old man likes are sold to him at a profit.
If he is interested in a high-priced imitation product, he will not sell it to him at all, because he is afraid of being poked in the spine by his peers.
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"Uncle Song, what did you ask me to identify on the phone? It seems to be a seal?"
Shen Yu first invited Old Song to sit on the peach wood chair in the reception room, and then quickly went to boil water and make tea. This Song uncle loved green tea Longjing the most, and he would definitely drink a pot of it every time he came to Shen Yu's place.
Shen Yu sells antiques and also does appraisal business. Compared with the appraisal fees that often cost tens of thousands in many famous antique stores, Shen Yu's fees are nothing to mention.
No matter how valuable the antiques are, Shen Yu always charges a one-time appraisal fee of two hundred yuan and never asks for more.
It seems that the fee is not much, but it can't handle the large number of people. Just appraising antiques can bring Shen Yu five to six thousand yuan in income every month. When the average salary in Chuzhou is only four thousand, it is a huge sum. Small income.
It is said in the antique shop that it does not open for three years and lasts for three years after opening. This is an exaggeration.
If it has not been open for three years, people will have to change careers long ago if they have no food to eat.
Not to mention anything else, the stalls in the flea market seem to be changing every month as if they were just a quick glance. Yesterday we made an appointment to dig out the land of an old house together, and I will call tomorrow to do other work. .
And even if it is opened, it will not last three years. Whether it is a stall owner or a store, most of them just collect it, sell it, sell it, collect it again, collect it, sell it, sell it, and make a profit by changing hands.
If an ancient coin is sold for thirty, it is considered good if it is sold for eighty.
A Guangxu folk kiln blue and white jar costs two thousand. If someone wants three thousand, it will be sold. Even two thousand three or two thousand five, because if you don't sell it, others will definitely sell it.
As long as you have a good reputation as an appraiser of antiques, you will make money every day, not to mention the golden signboard of Grandfather Chongzhonglou. This business has come unsolicited.
Of course, because Uncle Song was short of money, Shen Yu basically didn't charge him for the appraisal fee.
Shen Yu boiled water and made tea after a long time before pouring a cup of Yuqian Longjing for Old Songtou, "Uncle Song, look at your rosy face. Did you pick up something big?"
Lao Song wiped his sweat with a handkerchief and did not say anything. Instead, he quickly took out a seal from his handbag, then confidently placed it on the red silk cloth in front of Shen Yu, and finally made a gesture of invitation.
Shen Yu wiped his hands with a towel and then carefully picked up the seal.
This is a Tianhuang stone square medal with a simple shape, which is chicken oil yellow.
The tentacles are warm and moist, the radish texture is obvious, and there is a four-character inscription on the bottom: "Jianfeng Louzhu".
Seeing this, Shen Yu nodded secretly, because this looked like an old seal that had been circulated in an orderly manner.
When it came to which celebrity Jianfeng Louzhu was referring to, Shen Yu had no idea.
There are three seal stones, Shoushan, Qingtian and Changhua, among which the treasure among Shoushan stones is Tianhuang.
Tianhuang Stone is also known as the King of Stones, but now collectors are eager to disassociate Tianhuang Stone from Shoushan Stone because the market price of Tianhuang Stone is already a hundred times that of Shoushan Stone.
Shen Yu used a strong flashlight to carefully shine the light twice, and couldn't help but secretly nodded again. Uncle Song was afraid that he had really picked up a big leak this time, and it might even be a million-level leak.
Because of this seal, Shen Yu couldn't see any traces of splicing at all. It was completely natural, and the knife work was done by a master. It was a top-notch Tianhuang stone seal.
Shen Yu was also happy for Old Song. He pointed at the bamboo chair in front of Old Song and said with a smile: "Why don't you sit on the peach wood Taishi chair with sponge cushions instead of bringing this bamboo chair?
"The cervical spondylosis has happened again. It's hard to talk to people with my head turned sideways."
"Can you briefly tell me the origin of this seal?"
Old Song chuckled: "I went to visit my grandson at my daughter's house in the provincial capital a few days ago, and I bought it at a baggage store on the local antique street.
"This seal has been passed down from the seller's family for more than three hundred years." As he spoke, Lao Song slowly sat down, and the bamboo chair suddenly made a squeaking sound.
Shen Yu glanced at the bamboo chair worriedly, fearing that Lao Song would collapse under it. He was not worried about the quality of the chair, but was afraid that he would not be able to pay for it if it fell.
Shen Yu instantly decided to change to a thick stainless steel chair in the afternoon.
