With the bright sunshine in the morning, Xue Chen, who had had a good sleep, walked into Daxing Pawn Shop refreshed. While punching in the fingerprint punch machine, he was humming a popular song that was very popular recently. His mood was Very good.
"There are flies buzzing around early in the morning. It's really unlucky." Xue Chen had just hummed a few lines when Huang Pinqing, who was sitting behind the counter, put on a stinky face and said coldly.
Even a three-year-old child could hear the slanderous tone in his words.
It's no wonder that he was so resentful towards Xue Chen. After all, during the whole day yesterday, Xue Chen completed the appraisal of every item they both appraised in a shorter time than he did.
Xue Chen did a better job than him in appraising the details and pricing of several items. Later, when Shen Zixi looked at Xue Chen, a look of appreciation appeared on her face unconsciously.
This not only made Huang Pinqing feel that his status was seriously threatened, but also made him feel upset.
Hearing Huang Pinqing's words, Xue Chen subconsciously cast his eyes on him. Seeing the haggard look on the old boy's face and the two dark circles under his eyes, it was obvious that he had not had a good rest last night. He couldn't help but smile with "concern" He then said: "Master Huang, did you not have a good rest last night? As this person is getting older, he needs to rest more and be less angry, especially his desire to win, otherwise he will be very angry if he loses. But it’s your own body. I’ve heard that more than 70% of age-related diseases are caused by frequent anger, so you should pay attention.”
Xue Chen has never taken the initiative to provoke others, and he has always been polite and courteous to people older than him, but this does not mean that he will not fight back when provoked.
Huang Pinqing has been making trouble for him since he first arrived at this store. He was just an apprentice before, so he would choose to tolerate it most of the time. But now his status is no worse than Huang Pinqing, why should he be spoiled? .
"you……"
Huang Pinqing obviously didn't expect Xue Chen's words to be so sharp, and his already ugly face suddenly became even more ugly. However, in his excitement, he suppressed the word 'you'.
"I have to go to work. I've finished polishing the merchandise and I have to help with the appraisal."
With a sunny smile on his face, Xue Chen began to prepare for daily wiping work while talking.
Although no one would say anything even if he didn't do this now, he is not the kind of person who gets complacent when he receives a little attention. The most important thing is that he also wants to take advantage of the opportunity of cleaning up antiques to make more of his ancient jades. Take in some breath.
"You uneducated boy, you will make a fool of yourself sometimes." Looking at Xue Chen's back, Huang Pinqing let out a cold snort from his throat.
Not paying attention to Huang Pinqing's cannibalistic gaze when he occasionally looked at him, Xue Chen concentrated on wiping the valuable products in the store. After wiping each item, the smile in his eyes would become a little brighter.
He could clearly feel that the mysterious ancient jade on his body was absorbing the breath of these antiques. And as the breath absorbed more and more, it itself was constantly changing.
After Xue Chen basically absorbed all the breath from more than half of the precious antiques in Daxing, more than an hour had passed, but Xue Chen vaguely felt that after absorbing so much breath, the mysterious ancient jade was far away from saturation. , but there is still some distance.
"It seems that I will go to other antique shops more in the future."
Xue Chen sighed softly and thought to himself after putting away the cleaning tools.
After two days of experiments, he has determined that the mysterious ancient jade can evolve itself by absorbing the breath of genuine antiques, but its demand for these breaths is particularly high, at least these antiques from Daxing cannot satisfy it.
"Mr. Chen, I still have a character called Yan Zhenqing in this shop. I'll make a pot of good tea later and you'll make me smile."
Just when Xue Chen had just packed up everything, a thick voice sounded, and three figures, one woman, two men, walked in from outside the store.
Xue Chen raised his eyes and saw that the woman was Shen Zixi.
The man who just spoke looks similar to Shen Zixi. He has neatly combed hair. He is wearing a crisp suit and has an extraordinary temperament. He looks to be about fifty years old. He is Shen Zixi's father, Daxing Pawnbroker. The owner of the business is Shen Wanjun, who is quite famous in the Haicheng antique world.
The remaining old man, whom Shen Wanjun called Mr. Chen, looked to be nearly seventy years old. Although he was old, the old man was in good spirits. He wore a simple Tang suit and cloth shoes, and had gray hair. With his combed back hair and the refined temperament on his body, he doesn't look like an ordinary person at first glance.
Although he could tell that the old man was extraordinary, Xue Chen didn't take it particularly seriously because Shen Wanjun often liked to bring his friends to visit his store, and occasionally big-shot figures would come over, which was nothing new.
On the contrary, after Huang Pinqing saw the old man, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he put on a smile, walked out from behind his counter, and said hello: "Boss, Miss, you are here, if I didn't see it, If I’m wrong, this is Mr. Chen Suyuan, right?”
"Well, I invited Mr. Chen to come over because I wanted him to see what I have in my store. Xiao Xue, you should also come and meet Mr. Chen." Shen Wanjun nodded slightly, but the focus of his words was on Xue On Chen's body.
He had already heard his daughter explain what happened yesterday in detail. When he came to the store today, he not only wanted to show Chen Suyuan things, but also wanted to come and see Xue Chen.
"Boss Shen, Mr. Chen."
After hearing Shen Wanjun's words, Xue Chen went over and said hello steadily. However, his heart was far from as calm as he appeared. Although he had guessed the origin of the old man called Mr. Chen. He was relatively old, but he didn't expect that the old man would be Chen Suyuan, a master of antiquities appraisal who is well-known in the country and is the honorary president of the Haicheng City Antiquities Association.
"The young man is quite calm and he is a good guy." Chen Suyuan looked Xue Chen up and down and said in a low voice.
Although this was a compliment, when it came out of his mouth, it gave people an inexplicable pressure, which made Xue Chen smile humbly and said nothing.
"Mr. Chen, please follow me over there to rest for a while."
As if he noticed that Xue Chen was unnatural, Shen Wanjun bowed and said to Chen Suyuan. After finishing his words, he turned his eyes to his daughter, "Zixi, go to my room upstairs and take down the painting of Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy. Bar. "
"yes."
Shen Zixi nodded slightly, turned and walked upstairs.
After Chen Suyuan glanced at Xue Chen, he turned around and walked with Shen Wanjun to the rest area on the right side of the store, where there were pear wood chairs and coffee tables.
From the beginning to the end, Chen Suyuan never said a word to Huang Pinqing, who took the initiative to say hello to him, not even a slight nod. This made Huang Pinqing even more jealous of Xue Chen, who was praised by Chen Suyuan as "a piece of material". But
Soon, the resentment deep in his eyes turned into a sneer.
Just when Shen Zixi was walking up the stairs, a man holding a wooden box suddenly walked in from outside the store. The man said as he walked:
"Is the owner of this store here? I have a business to do with him."
This man looks to be about the same age as Shen Wanjun, not tall and a little bloated, but his steps are very steady and his voice is quite impressive.
When he saw business coming to his door, Huang Pinqing hurriedly came forward to greet him: "Sir, our boss is busy with something. If you have any business, you can come to me in the same way."
The visitor nodded noncommittally and did not ask to see the boss again. Instead, he gently put his suitcase on the counter. Then he took out the white gloves from his pocket and put them on while saying: "I have a Tang Dynasty suit here.
If you want to sell the painted pottery, how much can you pay for it?"
While talking, the middle-aged man had already carefully opened the wooden box.
Because of what the middle-aged man said just now, everyone in the store turned their attention to him, wanting to see what he was bringing.
As the box was opened, whether it was Shen Wanjun and Chen Suyuan who had been in the antique business for decades, or Xue Chen and Shen Zixi, a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.
This box contains a red pottery ornament from the Tang Dynasty that is one foot long from head to tail and two inches high from waist to foot.
This ornament is as red as blood. The three hooves of the horse are flying in the air. Only one of them steps heavily on a flying swallow that is half the size of a palm. The flying force is flying in all directions from the moment the ornament appears.
spread.
At the same time, as the bright sunlight in the morning fell on it, the red stream of light immediately reflected from the horse, and the surrounding places half a meter away were reflected in flowing red. The stunning moment was already
It cannot simply be described as beautiful.
When Shen Wanjun saw the ornament clearly, he subconsciously stood up from the chair. Although Chen Suyuan did not stand up, he also sat upright.
No one expected that the first business that opened today would encounter such valuable items.
"This painted pottery is a treasure that I bought from Shaanxi in the early years. If something hadn't happened in my business and I needed money for turnover, I wouldn't have mortgaged it. I think it's such a big deal.
, you can’t make the decision as an appraiser, right?”
Seeing the reactions of everyone in the store one by one, the short, fat middle-aged man looked at Huang Pinqing and said, with a touch of arrogance in his tone, obviously very confident in his own things.
However, although his words were very direct, there was a smile in his eyes when he looked at Huang Pinqing. Huang Pinqing also responded with a very subtle look and said at the same time: "Please wait a moment."
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his inquiring gaze to Shen Wanjun.
However, before he could make any move, Shen Wanjun and Chen Suyuan had already stood up from their chairs and walked over to this side. It's not that these two people couldn't hold their breath, but that this painted pottery was too precious.
some.
You should know that most of the pottery handed down from the Tang Dynasty are Tang Sancai ornaments with three colors mixed together. Pure-color Tang Dynasty pottery is extremely rare. Especially when the color is so pure and transparent, the preservation is so complete, and the size is so large. The large ornaments can be described as rare.
Based on their decades of experience in the antiques industry, both of them knew that if this Horse Treading on a Flying Swallow was authentic, its value would be at least five million Chinese coins. And this was only in private. If the transaction price is obtained from the auction house, it is not impossible to raise it to 30 to 50 million.
Faced with such good things, the longer someone has been in this circle, the more eager they are to taste them.
"Sir, I am the owner of this store. Can you let us conduct an appraisal first? When the results come out, we can discuss the price." Shen Wanjun said politely.
After sizing up Shen Wanjun and Chen Suyuan, the middle-aged man nodded slightly, agreeing to his request.
After receiving the approval of the owner of the ornament, Shen Wanjun and Chen Suyuan took out their white gloves and magnifying glasses, leaned down and carefully observed the bright red horse stepping on the flying swallow. Their expressions of concentration were like Afraid of missing any tiny detail. (To be continued)