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Chapter 592 Confrontation with the cunning antique dealer

Slowly pushing open the two exquisite hollow-carved lattice doors, Shen Yu, Pei Yuqin and Gu Zhengyan walked into the Gu family's living room together.

As soon as I stepped into the hall, the scent of sandalwood hit my nose.

It is also mixed with an extremely quiet tea fragrance, which makes people want to smell it a few more times.

The moment Shen Yu walked in, he immediately overturned his slightly naive idea.

He originally thought that the decoration of his father-in-law's villa was extremely luxurious, and the materials used were top-notch wood materials. However, when he saw the layout of the Pei family's reception room, it was like a shocking feast of ancient furniture, which directly washed away his perception repeatedly.

Near the north wall, there are two excellent huanghuali official hat chairs from the early Ming Dynasty.

The wooden chair has an elegant shape and smooth lines.

Shen Yu has studied the furniture of the Ming and Qing Dynasties very deeply. He made a rough estimate that the price of a pair of such flawless official hat chairs must exceed tens of millions.

The tables where tea cups are placed are even more astonishing. The luxurious materials used are astonishing.

Judging from its wood grain, it must be carefully crafted from a whole huanghuali tree that is at least 600 years old.

No matter the length, width or thickness, it far exceeds all the cases Shen Yu has seen before.

There is a layer of warm jade-like patina on the surface of several cases, which emits bursts of precious light under the reflection of the crystal lamp on the roof, like a priceless treasure.

The value of this coffee table alone, Shen Yu guessed, was probably over 30 million.

Maybe even higher!

His eyes turned to the position near the east wall, where an Arhat bed for people to play cross-legged and chess was quietly placed.

Shen Yu looked at it, unable to accurately estimate its value.

If it goes up for auction, it is very likely to fetch a sky-high price.

Coupled with two sets of rosewood sofas and several red rosewood antique shelves filled with porcelain, Shen Yu felt as if he was in a small ancient furniture museum.

Withdrawing his gaze, Shen Yu looked at the two people sitting on the sofa opposite the door.

One old and one young, forming a sharp contrast.

The old man is about sixty years old, with a kind face, and he looks kind-hearted, but if you observe carefully, you can catch a shrewd businessman in his eyes and movements.

The younger man is in his early thirties, with a slicked back hair, slightly pale complexion, and does not look very healthy.

Both of them were wearing suits and leather shoes, and there were several wooden boxes at their feet. It looked like they were the antique dealer uncle and nephew.

Of course, there were not only these two people in the living room, but also three close associates of the Gu family. After all, a wealthy family like the Gu family was always extremely cautious when receiving outsiders.

Knowing people but not knowing their hearts, I will never let two outsiders stay here alone.

Seeing the three people coming in, the antique dealer uncle and nephew quickly put down the porcelain cups in their hands and stood up.

Gu Zhengyan made a brief introduction to both parties. The uncle and nephew had the same surname as Ximen, which was the Ximen of Ximen Qing.

The oldest one is called Ximen Hou, and he is the owner and shopkeeper of a rare antique shop called Qingyun Pavilion in Hong Kong Island Antique Street. Counting from the 1920s, the Ximen family has been in this business for almost a hundred years, and they are among the oldest shops. Old store.

The younger one is called Ximentei. According to him, he graduated from Kyoto University, works and lives in Izumo Country, and just flew back to Hong Kong Island a few days ago.

Shen Yu shook hands with the two of them and said a few polite words without asking for money.

But Pei Yuqin just held Shen Yu's arm and had no intention of shaking hands.

Seeing Pei Yuqin, Ximenting's eyes showed a hint of shock.

My heart beat faster, as if it was about to jump out of my throat.

A fairly straight-faced Chinese character face was even slightly red.

"Beautiful, how can there be such a noble and beautiful woman in the world?" He marveled secretly in his heart.

Although Pei Yuqin only wore light makeup and dressed extremely conservatively, nothing could hide her beautiful face and charming charm.

The whole person's temperament is like a blooming peony flower, noble and gorgeous, and the fragrance is intoxicating, which directly makes Ximen Pavilion's soul fly to the sky.

"Oh, hello Miss Pei, I'm so lucky to meet you!" With a compliment, Ximenting couldn't help but stretch out his hand to shake hands with Pei Yuqin.

At this time, Pei Yuqin was holding Shen Yu's arm. She had a professional smile on her lips. She just nodded slightly to Ximen Pavilion and sat down gracefully on the sofa to receive the guests.

However, her body language revealed her disgust for Ximen Ting. Her soft and delicate body pressed against Shen Yu, but she looked towards Ximen Ting as if she was trying to avoid disgusting reptiles such as cockroaches, mice, etc.

When passing by Ximen Pavilion, he even covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

After sitting down, Pei Yuqin personally poured a cup of tea for Shen Yu.

Then he glanced at Ximen Pavilion from the corner of his eye and snorted softly.

Although the voice was soft, it was full of disgust and disdain, as if who are you to be worthy of touching my hand?

You can hear a needle drop in the living room.

Ximenting was left with his right hand raised in embarrassment, neither standing nor sitting.

When Marquis Ximen saw his nephew making a fool of himself like this, a hint of anger suddenly appeared on his old face, and he lowered his voice and said, "You are useless, why don't you come back and sit down?"

Ximenting seemed to be very afraid of his uncle, and immediately sat back on the sofa in a daze.

Pei Yuqin could sit wherever he wanted, but Shen Yu couldn't sit so casually.

Although my sister Qin did not come to Hong Kong Island many times, both Gu Zhengyan and his brother Gu Zhengtang went to the old house of the Qin family in Chuzhou or the Dongjiang Villa to visit Mr. Qin and Mr. Yu many times.

Over the years, my sister Qin has been accompanying Mr. Qin and taking good care of him. She is closer than her own daughter, so there is no need to be polite when she comes here.

Although I once had a relationship with Gu Zhengyan, I still had to distinguish who was the host and who was the guest.

After Gu Zhengyan returned to the main seat, Shen Yu just sat down and said, "Mr. Gu, now you can ask shopkeeper Ximen to take out the paintings."

Gu Zhengyan glanced at Hou Ximen with a calm look, and raised his hand slightly to signal, "Brother Ximen, could you please take out the painting of Mu Xi and let Xiao Shen appraise it.

"Speaking of which, Xiao Pei and Xiao Shen were living happily together, but it was me, the old man, who took the liberty of bringing them here late at night. I feel really guilty!"

There was a hint of apology in his words, and at the same time, he also revealed a trace of guilt towards Shen Yu and Pei Yuqin. After all, he was the one who disturbed the good time of these young people.

Marquis Ximen hurriedly smiled apologetically, "Yes, speaking of which, it's my fault! If I hadn't been in a hurry to sell the antique to Mr. Gu, how could I have bothered Mr. Shen and Miss Pei?"

At this time, the unique tact of a businessman was vividly displayed on Ximen Hou's face.

He seemed to be smiling apologetically, but his eyes inadvertently flashed a hint of lucky joy.

In his mind, at Shen Yu's age, how much could he learn even if he started learning treasure appraisal from his mother's womb?

He has seen too many young people like Shen Yu, most of whom are just empty-handed, uneducated losers who pretend to know something even if they don't understand.

In his opinion, today's painting can basically be said to have been sold steadily!


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