Chapter 311 The Authentic Works of ‘Four Monks’ Hongren
"By the way, one more thing. After these jadeite stones arrive in Qingdao, they need to declare customs and pay taxes. You still need to come forward!"
"Okay, I understand, I will go there in person when the time comes!"
After agreeing, he hung up the phone.
Then Liu Dong took his cell phone and thought for a while, and then found Xie Zhonglin's phone number from the phone book. When Liu Dong signed the contract to purchase Dingfu Jewelry Company with him, he had promised both parties to jointly establish a stone gambling company. And Liu Dong had promised to jointly establish a stone gambling company.
Dong holds 49% of the shares in this company.
Now more than a month has passed. In addition to investing more than 10 million in proportion to the shares, Liu Dong then sent a financial representative to supervise the company's finances and a company director to supervise the company's operations on his behalf and protect his interests.
However, Liu Dong did not relax his attention to this stone gambling company named Fuxing by Xie Zhonglin.
In just over a month, Xie Zhonglin used the connections he had accumulated over the years to establish stone gambling sites in several cities around Quancheng. Now that they have been renovated, he is just waiting for the stone gambling sites to enter.
"Hey, Lao Xie! I'm Liu Dong!"
"Oh, Brother Liu! Have you got the rough stones from Myanmar? Now that we have expanded to eight stores, we are just waiting for your rough stones to be put into the pot, and then we can open our business and make money! We can't delay this matter any longer!"
Xie Zhonglin complained in the same way, but this time Liu Dong did not respond as perfunctorily as before.
"The reason I called today is to tell you about this. I just received a call from Myanmar. The jadeite will arrive in Qingdao in two days!"
"Really? That's great. I look forward to the stars and the moon. Finally these stones are here!" Xie Zhonglin became completely excited during the phone call.
"By the way. How many rough stones are there this time? If it's too small, it won't be enough for us to sell, and we'll still have a headache!"
Hearing this, Liu Dong smiled and said: "More than 3,000 pieces of rough stone, worth 150 million!" Of course, the reason why he can buy so many rough stones is because most of them are not very valuable. If they were all
There are python belts, pine flowers, ringworms and other characteristics that can obviously lead to greenery. If you can get one third of 150 million, it is already good.
Of course, Liu Dong had mentioned the reason for this to Xie Zhonglin before. So after hearing what Liu Dong said, he was not too surprised.
"More than 3,000 pieces of rough stone are worth 150 million, which is really a lot!" Xie Zhonglin said excitedly.
"By the way, Lao Xie has a day off tomorrow. We will go to Qingdao the day after tomorrow. The jadeite rough is still considered imported goods and has to pay customs duties. There are other troubles. We still need to come forward to solve them!" Liu Dong said.
Of course, this troublesome issue is payment. Nowadays, international trade generally uses U.S. dollars.
However, the U.S. dollar is foreign exchange, and domestic foreign exchange is controlled, so if you want to convert the Chinese currency into foreign exchange, you have to do a lot of legwork. Of course, Liu Dong has already made up his mind at this moment and leaves this troublesome matter to Xie Zhonglin.
Who said he is the company's major shareholder?
"Okay, no problem! I'll book a flight right away!"
"By the way, book one for me too!" After explaining it for a while, the two of them agreed on the departure time the day after tomorrow, and Liu Dong hung up the phone.
Looking at the time, he realized that it was already after half past six in the evening. Liu Dong packed up the books on the table, closed the door, and walked out of the yard.
This time is in the summer, when people take advantage of the coolness to go out and play, so the antique street is full of people and very lively at this moment.
There were so many people at this time that it was obviously impossible to drive out. Seeing this, Liu Dong simply left the car here and walked out. Anyway, it had been a long time since he visited the antique street, so today was an opportunity.
Quancheng is also a thousand-year-old ancient city. It is not only the birthplace of the prehistoric culture Longshan Culture, but also has experienced the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States to the present. It can be said to have a rich history and splendid culture. From ancient times to the present, there are as many literati and elegant people who are native to Quancheng as stars.
They all have the reputation of "Quancheng has many celebrities".
With a rich history and numerous celebrities, there are naturally a lot of antiques and cultural relics left behind. Although the antique street in Quancheng is not as prosperous and broad as the national antique market like Panjiayuan, it is still worthy of the word "prosperous". Otherwise, Li
Our ancestors would not move the Chenxiang Pavilion from the capital to here.
"Boss, the box at your feet is very beautiful. How do you sell it?"
The 'Baofengzhai' whom Liu Dong asked was a middle-aged man in his thirties. After hearing Liu Dong's words, he glanced at him and said with a smile: "200,000, no price!"
Hearing this, Liu Dong smiled and didn't say anything.
The box he asked about just now is called an official hat box. It is about the size of an unfolded notebook, but it dates from the Qianlong period. The surrounding patterns of literati and elegant people are inlaid with mother-of-pearl, which is very beautiful.
In addition, although this box is called "official hat box", it is not really used to store official hats. There is no explanation why it has this name. However, this box is indeed very exquisite, and there are various kinds of things inside the box.
There are many small drawers, and it looks like a treasure chest. However, the full name of this antique is 'Black lacquer inlaid with mother-of-pearl and consecrated treasure chest', and its current value is only 200,000.
Now looking at the expression on the middle-aged man's face, you can tell that he knows this box very well, and he specially placed it at his feet. He obviously values it more. It should be something that this "Baobozhai" uses to attract customers.
.He wouldn’t sell it without 200,000 yuan.
Seeing that he failed to pick up the leak, Liu Dong didn't say anything more. Anyway, he just asked, and he didn't care much if he could get something that was not too precious.
In addition, in this stall where most of the old calligraphy and paintings, books, old newspapers, and miniature books are placed, there are things that are more valuable than this and more worthy of his sale.
Afterwards, Liu Dong walked to the scrolls of paintings placed by the middle-aged man in the center of the stall and began to look through them. Of course, most of them were old prints, but of course there were also essences among them. When Liu Dong finally saw
After finding a vertical scroll with dead trees, bamboos, and stones on it, about four square feet in size, I felt warm in my heart. Then I rolled up the painting, then took another one from the side, and asked with a smile: "Boss
, how much do these two paintings cost?”
Hearing this, the middle-aged Bao Fuzhai didn't even look at the painting after taking it. He just looked at Liu Dong and said with a smile: "The calligraphy and painting here are all handmade by famous artists. One painting costs five thousand, and two paintings cost ten thousand!"
Obviously this is the lion's open mouth, bullying young Liu Dong and trying to kill him.
However, Liu Dong was not angry either. The entire Baofu Zhai and antique shops in Quancheng Antique Street were of the same moral character, and so was he himself.
"Boss, I just saw "Along the River During Qingming Festival" inside. Is it also five thousand?" Liu Dong held a thick scroll in his hand and asked with a smile.
Seeing this, the look of embarrassment on middle-aged Bao Fengzhai's face flashed away. All primary school students knew that Zhang Zeduan's "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" is one of the country's top ten famous paintings handed down from generation to generation and is now treasured in the Palace Museum.
Now, although it is not stated explicitly, the underlying meaning of Liu Dong's words is, 'I know that the paintings and calligraphy here are all fakes, so be honest and don't lie to me!'
Then, as Liu Dong expected, the prices of the two paintings dropped significantly, to two hundred yuan, and he bought two paintings. Of course, the only one Liu Dong really liked was one of them.
However, before Liu Dong turned around and took two steps, he was stopped by the person behind him.
"Mr. Wu?" Liu Dongyu asked with surprise as he looked at the kind old man behind him who was wearing a white waistcoat and holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand, just like the uncle next door.
"Haha, it's rare that a little guy like you still knows me!"
"Of course we know each other!" I remember that when we were fighting for treasures in Zhang Weihan's 'Jianbao Pavilion', Mr. Wu, Mr. Zhao, and Mr. Qin helped Liu Dong a lot. Liu Dong won the Ming Dynasty huanghuali armchair.
, Tan Yankai's handwritten "Letter from the Family of Zeng Guofan" and a minute repeater pocket watch from the Qing Dynasty. Although the value is not high, they are three relatively good antiques, and together they are worth more than one million.
"Come on, it's not convenient to talk here. There is a nice teahouse in front. Let's go and sit there!"
After listening to what the old man said, Liu Dong naturally had no objection.
Then the two of them walked and chatted, walked to the intersection of Antique City Street, turned right, and then asked for a private room in a SF Teahouse and sat down.
As soon as he sat down, before Liu Dong could speak, the old man couldn't wait to say: "Hurry up and take a look at the painting you just bought. You put it away too quickly and we couldn't see it clearly."
"What? The old man was also here just now?" As he spoke, Liu Dong picked out the shorter one from the two paintings and handed it over.
"Of course, the old man lives near this antique street. He comes here almost every night for fun. I happened to meet you today. I wanted to say hello to you, but I saw that you were negotiating the price with that Baofengzhai.
I didn't say anything." After a pause, he glanced at Liu Dong with a hint of envy, and then continued, "But you are lucky. This painting of "Dead Wood, Bamboo and Stone" by Hongren, one of the four monks in the early Qing Dynasty, is quite impressive.
You got it for a hundred yuan! I think I spent more than two million when I bought the Bada Shanren Zhu Da's "Panana, Bamboo and Stone Scroll" from Zhang Weihan! And the size is not as big as yours.
You kid made a big mistake."
Hearing this, Liu Dong smiled and said nothing, for fear of making the old man jealous again.
According to the current market price, the market price of Hongren's "Dead Wood, Bamboo and Stone" with the seals of Zheng Banqiao and Wu Guanzhong is at least 3 million or more. Of course, if it goes up for auction, it will be sold to a collector who likes it.
The price may be higher. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!