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Chapter 320: Lei Gongqin——Jiuxiao Ring Pendant
"Touch porcelain!"
Liu Dong had encountered him before, but at that time Liu Dong was young and energetic, and he didn't have much money, so he beat up the guy who wanted to flirt with him. Later, this guy got entangled with a group of ruffians and scoundrels.
The result of making trouble for Liu Dong is self-evident. After being beaten three times in a row, this man disappeared from Liu Dong's eyes. [In the past three years, Liu Dong has not met that guy in the antique street, probably because he is afraid that Liu Dong will find him.
It was troublesome, so I moved to other places to hang out.
"Boy, let me tell you, my Qianlong official kiln blue and white gourd vase is worth at least 20,000 yuan. If you come up with 20,000 yuan today, forget it. If you can't come up with the money, then you kid, don't even think about leaving!
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"Twenty thousand? This bottle of yours is not made of gold. Why do you want 20,000 from me? There are many bottles like this in our village. Even two yuan a piece is too expensive for me. You still want to blackmail me? Tell me, my boss
Don't be intimidated by wealth. If you have the ability, let's go to the police station and let the police evaluate it!" This young man obviously has some farmer's cunning and wit, knowing that he is unfamiliar with the place and can't find anyone to help him outside.
Only by going to the police could we avoid today's disaster.
Sure enough, after hearing his words, a flash of anxiety flashed in the skinny young man's eyes. The police station is not a good place to go. Moreover, their business is fraud. Although there is no evidence, the buttocks are always dirty. For this kind of
Law enforcement agencies are naturally fearful.
So in order to finish the work as quickly as possible, the skinny young man stretched out his hand and waved to the stall behind him. Then he saw two tall men about 1.8 meters tall walking over with unkind expressions.
Seeing these two people, everyone around them immediately understood that this young man from the countryside was going to suffer a loss today. However, no one planned to help. Except for Liu Dong, who had some considerations in mind.
With the backing of his two accomplices, the skinny young man was ready to teach this bumpkin who didn't know the heights of the world a lesson.
"Boy, will you give me the money...!" said the skinny young man, and then punched the opponent with his fist.
However, before his fist touched the chest of the rural boy, he was firmly grasped by a hand that flashed from the side.
"Who are you? What's your relationship with this kid? Hey, let go...!" But Liu Dong's palm was like an iron hoop, no matter how hard the skinny young man tried, it still wouldn't move.
"Are you all dead? Haven't you seen me being bullied?" Seeing that Liu Dong was helpless, the skinny young man couldn't help but shouted angrily towards his tall accomplice behind him.
"Boy, let go of our big brother!" As they said that, the two of them waved and rushed forward. However, before they could come forward, the two of them flew out instantly as if they had been hit by a train, and were smashed.
After getting into the crowd, there was a lot of yelling and yelling.
Liu Dong slowly took back his extended right foot and looked at the skinny young man with a smile. "Are you going to convince people with reason, or are you going to continue to use force?"
"Convince people with... reason. Brother! Convince people with reason!" The skinny young man stuttered. After experiencing the scene just now, he understood that he had met a master.
"Just convince people with reason!" As he said that, Liu Dong let go of his wrist.
"Brother, brother, I am blind and blind. If I offend you, just treat me like a fart!" A skinny young man and even a good man will not suffer the consequences of his immediate losses, so he touched the bruises on his wrists and cursed fiercely in his heart.
At the same time, Liu Dong had a flattering look on his face.
"Then your bottle...?"
"Brother, I bought this on the roadside for five yuan each!" the skinny young man said quickly.
"You liar, you buy one for five yuan, and you ask me for twenty thousand! You have such a dark heart!" Hearing this, the rural boy couldn't help but become furious.
Faced with this kind of accusation, the skinny young man just smiled coquettishly. With Liu Dong, a guy with obvious military strength, he didn't dare to be presumptuous.
"Let's go!" Liu Dong is not a policeman. There is no need to hold on to this skinny young man. Although he is trying to mediate this dispute to help this rural boy, he also has his own purpose in it.
"Yes, yes, brother, I'm leaving now, I'm leaving right away!" As he said that, the skinny young man came to the stall on the roadside, picked up the sheets underneath, and then made haste with these worthless bottles and jars.
After receiving the package, the three of them got out of the crowd and left in despair.
When everyone around them saw that there was no excitement to be seen, they naturally dispersed.
"Brother, thank you! If you hadn't helped me, I would have been beaten this time!" The rural boy had a look of deep gratitude on his face.
"It doesn't matter. I am also from the countryside. I know it's not easy to get around in this city. By the way, why are you here in this antique street? Seeing that you are holding this thing, you are not here to sell it, right?" Liu Dongxiao asked.
"Brother, you guessed it right!" Maybe Liu Dong helped and won the young man's new job just now, so when Liu Dong asked now, the young man quickly told the whole story.
It turned out that he came to the city to work with his fellow villagers. A few days ago, during construction at the construction site, an ancient tomb was dug out of the ground. The tomb was not big. It was not a large tomb of a prince or noble. There were not many things unearthed. At that time, he was
The people at the construction site divided up the burial objects. Although the police later came and collected most of the unearthed objects, there were still some left that were secretly hidden by the workers. And this is the one in the young man’s hand.
This time, the young man came to the antique street to sell things, just to see how much the antiques in his hands were worth, and to explore the way for the fellow villagers. If they were valuable, then they would sell the things and earn some extra money to subsidize their families.
If it's not valuable, then don't worry about it and concentrate on working on the construction site to make money.
"Can I see what's in your hand?" Liu Dong asked.
"Of course, brother, look at it!" As he said that, the young man pushed the long bar into Liu Dong's hand.
Seeing this, Liu Dong was not polite. He found a corner where there were few people, and then lifted up the blue and white furoshiki on it. A Qixuan Guqin appeared in front of Liu Dong. The whole body of the Guqin was painted with purple lacquer. There were many lacquer repairs and it was small.
The broken pattern on the belly of the snake, the shoulder width is 21 cm,,,. Turn over the back of the guqin and the four characters "Jiuxiao Huanpei" are engraved on the top of the pond. Combined with the rich red light I saw from the guqin, and the "Lei Gongqin, Jiuxiao" in the mustard space
"Huanpei!" Liu Dong knew that he had picked up a big leak again this time.
The "Jiuxiao Huanpei" is a fine piece of guqin. It was made by Lei Wei, the first generation of the Lei family of the Sichuan qin-making family during the Kaiyuan period of the Tang Dynasty. It was used at the succession ceremony of the third son of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty in 756 AD.
The sound of Jiuxiao Huanpei is warm, clear, pure and perfect. It has been an important instrument admired by guqin players since the late Qing Dynasty and is regarded as a "tripod Tang object" and "immortal product". It is reported that there are currently less than 20 guqin players in the world.
Guqin has been handed down from generation to generation, among which four are named "Nine Heavens Huanpei". One is in the Palace Museum in Beijing, one is in the Chinese History Museum, one is in the Liao Provincial Museum, and one is in the hands of Mr. He Zuoru. And Liu Dong's will be the fifth one.
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After understanding the preciousness of this guqin, Liu Dong did not unwrap all the blue and white furoshiki on it, but wrapped it up again after looking at half of it.
"Brother, I like this piano very much. How much do you want to sell it for? I'll buy it!"
"Brother, do you want to buy this thing?" the young man asked in surprise.
"What? Can't it?" Liu Dongxiao asked.
"No, no, brother wants to buy it, of course I will sell it!" After finishing speaking, the young man thought for a moment and then continued: "Brother, let's do this. You just helped me, and I won't ask you for more. You
Just give me two thousand yuan!"
After finishing speaking, the young man blushed slightly, because in rural areas, two thousand yuan is already a lot of money. Moreover, the young man only paid one thousand yuan for working on the construction site for a month. If it weren't for his sister's college tuition, there would still be two thousand yuan.
Yuan, the guy didn’t want to sell this old and broken-looking thing for so much money!
Of course, the young man is not ignorant of antiques, but these things are too far away from ordinary rural people, and most people do not understand their value at all.
"Two thousand?" Liu Dong was stunned. He originally thought it would be at least ten or twenty thousand.
"Brother, if you think it's too expensive, even a thousand dollars is enough!" the young man said quickly.
Looking at the simple face of the young man in front of him, Liu Dong couldn't help but think of the mountain village where he was born and raised. The people there were as simple as this young man.
"Wait a minute!" Liu Dong, who was touched, thought for a moment and put the guqin back into the young man's hand.
"Brother Fang, give me your bag!" He walked to Fang Zhonghua, who was four or five meters away from him, and took his backpack over.
"Xiaodong, have you bought the things?" Just now he saw Liu Dong discussing the deal, but Fang Zhonghua didn't come forward, so he didn't hear the specific content of the conversation between the two, and he didn't see the guqin in the bag.
"Well, we're almost done talking!" After a vague sound, Liu Dong continued, "Brother Fang, I don't have enough money here. I'll take that person to the bank to transfer money later, and then you can take them back to the SF Tea House.
After I transferred the money to someone, I went there immediately."
Hearing this, considering that Liu Dong had already completed the first level of the task, Fang Zhonghua thought for a moment and nodded, "Hurry up, otherwise I won't be able to explain to those old men when they ask!"
"Haha, don't worry!"
After the conversation, Liu Dong asked the company's bodyguards to carry their belongings, and after returning to the SF Tea House with Fang Zhonghua, he carried a backpack and the rural boy holding the piano to the People's Bank of China branch near the Antique Street.
It was already past one o'clock in the afternoon when they arrived, and one or two o'clock in the afternoon was the hottest time of the day, so this was the time when there were the fewest people in the bank. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature