Chapter 912 Do not play cards according to the routine
Understanding Wan Tianliang's thoughts, Xue Chen naturally felt a surge of anger in his heart. Anyone who was calculated like this would be extremely unhappy.
Just to quickly make a name for himself in the antique circle in the capital, he deliberately found trouble with him and ruined a business that he had basically settled. It can be said to be selfish and sinister.
Wan Tianliang didn't know that Xue Chen had known his dirty tricks for a long time, and he pretended to be polite with a smile on his face: "Mr.
How about the collection compensates Mr. Xue?"
"Okay." Xue Chen said lightly, looking to see what else he wanted to do.
If someone else accidentally caused the deal to fail, he wouldn't care at all, let alone accept any compensation. But today's matter is different, and judging from Wan Tianliang's appearance, it seems that he is not happy if he doesn't agree. Maybe he wants to
What the hell are you doing?
"Okay, Mr. Xue, please wait a moment. I'll be back as soon as I go." Wan Tianliang stood up and nodded to Wang Ke before walking out of the office.
Wang Ke sat diagonally across from Xue Chen. The two of them had nothing to talk about and were speechless.
About ten minutes later, Wan Tianliang came back, holding three antique boxes and placing them on the desk. However, he did not come back alone. Five or six people followed him from outside the door.
The look on Wang Ke's face was a bit surprised, and he was confused. He couldn't understand why Wan Tianliang brought these people, and who were they?
Xue Chen, on the other hand, sat there calmly, glancing at the group of strangers pouring into the room.
After putting down the antique box, Wan Tianliang turned around with a smile and introduced the five or six people who had followed him.
"Let me introduce you two. This is the owner of Yuqinfang, the largest antique shop in Tianyi Pavilion... This is from the Nanhe Province Calligraphy and Painting Association... This is a famous local collector..."
"These guys were just in the teahouse on the second floor. They heard that Mr. Wang and Mr. Xue were coming from the capital, so they followed them, hoping to meet them and get acquainted with them."
After hearing Wan Tianliang's words, Wang Ke felt a little flattered and hurriedly exchanged greetings with these people one by one.
Xue Chen didn't even raise his eyelids. Since he already knew the evil thoughts in Wan Tianliang's belly, he could guess that these people definitely didn't really come here because of his reputation.
Wan Tianliang focused his attention on Xue Chen, pushed the three antique boxes he brought forward, and said: "Mr. Xue, I accidentally caused you to lose a business. This is my compensation. A total of
There are three pieces in my collection, just pick one."
"Since Mr. Wan said so, I won't be polite." Xue Chen stood up and walked over, casually taking the top antique box in his hand, "Mr. Wan, see you later."
Seeing Xue Chen about to leave with the antique box, Wan Tianliang was stunned for a moment. After recovering, he hurriedly said: "Hey, Mr. Xue, wait a minute, wait a minute."
Xue Chen, who had already reached the door, stopped and turned around: "Why, is there anything else?"
Wan Tianliang took a breath and said with a smile: "Mr.
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"Oh, don't bother. I'm not picky, as long as it's not a fake. By the way, Mr. Wan, are there no fakes among these three items?" Xue Chen asked.
"Well...well, I got these three collections by chance. There is no specific identification yet, but there should be no problem." Wan Tianliang said hesitantly.
He was extremely depressed in his heart. He didn't expect that Xue Chen would not follow the routine. He brought three collections. If it were any normal person, he would have to open the box and look at them one by one to choose the ones with high value or ones that he likes.
Who would have thought that this person would pick one up and walk away.
And he naturally knows the authenticity of these three collections. They are all imitations and fakes, and they are the most authentic and sophisticated imitations. They can hide it from almost 99% of the appraisers. One of them is even more fake.
He bought it with his own hands two years ago, had his eyes opened, and paid the tuition.
He dared to say that, someone who could clearly tell that there was something wrong with one of the three antiques was already a person with good eyesight. He could serve as an appraiser in an antique store, and someone who could identify two antiques must at least be in the office.
After ten years of hard work in the antiques circle, I have been able to train myself. There are not even a hundred people in the country who can identify problems in all three items and point out specific problems!
One hundred people may seem like a lot, but on average there are only three or four in a province, and they are all at the level of giants in the antiques industry everywhere.
His idea was very simple. No matter which item Xue Chen picked, it must be fake. He pointed it out on the spot and pointed out what was wrong with that item. He asked Wang Ke and the people he invited to see it with their own eyes.
Witness this scene.
People who are valued by Zhuge Yi, Zeng Guangrong and other great figures? So what, you don't have to listen to the education of my Wan people. Who is better, naturally needless to say.
After entrusting Wang Ke to return to the capital to publicize it, and inviting a few people to spread the word, his reputation as Wan Tianliang will soon spread in the capital.
His idea was very thorough, but Xue Chen did not follow the marked route and was about to leave while carrying the box.
"I got it by chance, haven't you made a detailed appraisal yet?" Xue Chen touched his chin, turned around and walked back, putting the box in his hand back on the desk, "Okay, let me take a look and then make a decision."
Seeing that Xue Chen was back on the right track he had set, Wan Tianliang's eyes flashed with joy and he said hurriedly: "Okay, okay, Mr.
of."
Wang Ke frowned and felt something was wrong. Why did Wan Tianliang's attitude towards Xue Chen change so quickly? When he was outside, he deliberately broke the deal, but now he came over to compensate Xue Chen.
Three antique boxes were lined up, and the lids were opened, revealing the three antiques inside.
A vertical scroll calligraphy and painting, a flat pot with milky white glaze, and a bamboo-carved pen holder.
Wan Tianliang enthusiastically helped spread out the vertical calligraphy and painting, took out the flat pot and pen holder from the box, stood on the table, and stretched out his hand in an inviting gesture, indicating that he could choose at will.
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"Haha, Mr. Wan is really polite. The value of these three things seems to be not too low. I'm afraid they are all over 200,000 yuan. Even if my transaction is completed, I will not earn more than 100,000 yuan.
That's all." Xue Chen glanced at three different antiques.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, please take your pick." Wan Tianliang's lips curled up slightly.
"Then I won't be polite." Xue Chen stood in front of the desk, looking down at the three antiques.
Wang Ke also got up and walked in, watching from the side.
The office was very quiet. About ten minutes had passed. Xue Chen took a look at the scroll scroll. It was a picture of good fortune and longevity made by a well-known Jinshi in the mid-Qing Dynasty. A red bat was standing on a peach tree.
Flying by.
I also looked at the milky white glazed flat pot, which has a distinctive base. It was made in the Chongzhen year of the Ming Dynasty and is from a folk kiln.
The last piece of bamboo carving is a pen holder, with a pattern of two young children reading under a tree carved on the surface. It was nominated by a bamboo carving master in the Republic of China.
After looking at each piece, Xue Chen asked Wan Tianliang: "Mr. Wan, are these three pieces your personal collection?"
Wan Tianliang paused for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Yes, if Mr. Xue likes something, feel free to tell him, you're welcome." He stared at Xue Chen, and his tone seemed a little anxious.
His heart was beating fast. Just waiting for Xue Chen to choose one of them, he could immediately stand up and tell from a high position that this piece was a fake and what was wrong with it.
"I don't like these three things because they are all wrong." Xue Chen said in a calm tone.
"Huh? What did you say?" Wan Tianliang didn't react for a while.
Xue Chen looked at Wan Tianliang, raised the corner of his mouth, and said in a pity tone: "Mr. Wan, I'm very sorry, there are problems with these three collections of yours."
Wan Tianliang looked at Xue Chen without saying anything, but he was shocked in his heart. He thought in disbelief that just over ten minutes had passed, and he actually saw that there was something wrong with these three things. How could it be possible?!
"Mr. Xue, are you kidding? There are problems with these three things?" Wan Tianliang was silent for a moment and asked in a low voice.
"There can't be problems with them all." Wang Ke also whispered on the side. He was appreciating these three things just now. They all felt very good, and none of them seemed to have problems.
"Since Mr. Wan doesn't believe it, let me explain it one by one. There are so many people here and Mr. Wang is here to see if what I said is right."
Xue Chen reached out and grabbed the vertical scroll painting in his hand, glanced at it casually, and said loudly: "This picture of longevity and longevity is really good, but I am sure it is not old. Although the scroll has turned yellow, the surface
There are also cracks, but it can’t be fake, and it can’t be fake.”
Wan Tianliang frowned: "Please tell me."
"If I read it correctly, this painting should be a relatively common method of old calligraphy and painting, which is to hang it in the room and fumigate it with boiled tea water below, so that it can be left on it
Extremely realistic light yellow, but this is not enough. Vinegar is also needed. The neutralization reaction between vinegar and theophylline remaining in the painting corrodes the paper, making it brittle and less strong. This is what meets the requirements.
Characteristics of a painting two or three hundred years old.”
As Xue Chen said this, he walked to the water dispenser nearby and drank a glass of water from a disposable paper cup.
"But it's hard to control how much vinegar to use, so often, even though you can't smell the vinegar on the paper, there is still some vinegar inside, so some special methods are needed to make it come out."
Hearing Xue Chen say this, Wan Tianliang's face looked a little unhappy.
The local antiques circles in Pingyuan City who were invited also communicated with each other with their eyes.
Wang Keye also watched without blinking. (To be continued)