Chapter 939 Four generations of ancestors have never been hungry
After briefly explaining his identity, the other party also directly explained the purpose of the call. He heard that Xue Chen had obtained a volume of the Yongle Dadian from the Ming Shizong period, so he wanted to purchase it on behalf of the museum.
Xue Chen had no intention of selling it at all, but when he heard that the Yang'an Museum wanted to buy it from him, he casually asked curiously how much he planned to pay for it.
The person opposite pondered for a moment and said with some uncertainty: "Mr.
A meeting is needed to discuss.”
Five hundred thousand? Xue Chen almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. He also admired that the person on the phone could actually tell this number. Let alone half a million, even if it was five million per roll, he would have as much as he wanted.
The man opposite seemed to feel that the price mentioned was a bit low, coughed slightly, and continued: "Mr.
Reported to superiors."
"I'm sorry, I have no intention of selling the Yongle Dharma Volume in my hand, so let's leave it at that."
After hanging up the phone, Xue Chen didn't think much and continued to process the website's backend application.
Now he has made adjustments. He no longer receives people who come to him from all over the country to negotiate deals every day. Instead, he concentrates on one or two days a week and does it all at once.
On the side, Wang Dong muttered in a daze: "Yongle Dadian? If I remember correctly, it should be an ancient book compiled in the Ming Dynasty. My dad also has a set on his bookshelf. There are probably dozens of them, but he never
I haven’t seen it, what does the Yongle Grand Ceremony that the person just mentioned mean?”
"It's the Yongle Ceremony." Xue Chen said.
"I just heard him explain Shizong, okay, let me check it myself on my mobile phone." Wang Dong took his mobile phone and started to check the information on the Internet. After seven or eight minutes, his mouth started to utter surprises, and his eyes
He also started to open his eyes wide, and after putting down the phone, he asked hurriedly as if his butt was on fire, "When did you get a volume of Yongle Dian, why didn't I know? I just read the information on the Internet, and it said that thing is no longer available
There are several copies, and they are all stored in the National Museum. They are very rare.”
"I got it by accident in Yang'an."
Wang Dong wanted to ask more details, but was interrupted by the ringing of the phone.
Glancing at the cell phone placed in front of the computer, Wang Dong saw another unfamiliar number and reached out to press the speakerphone button.
After the other party told him his origin, Wang Dong grinned.
"Hello, Mr. Xue, I am the deputy director of the Yunzhou Provincial Museum. I heard by chance that you have an original volume of the Yongle Canon in your hand, and I would like to consult with you."
As expected, he also wanted to ask for the volume of the Yongle Canon. Before Xue Chen could answer, Wang Dong pretended to be Xue Chen and asked how much he could pay for it.
The person on the other side of the phone thought about it for a while and then gave a price. The purchase price was one million, which was much more generous than the Yang'an Museum.
Xue Chen said a few words casually and then hung up the phone. As for whether it was 500,000 or 1 million, there was no difference at all.
"One million? It's too little. It's so stingy. Old Xue, you must not sell it. I read the information on the Internet. This Yongle Dian was originally very precious. Some people spent a lot of money to bring back what was lost overseas.
, but none of them succeeded, and there will definitely be higher bids. Those museums are not good, they are all public and have no money, so they are not as good as those private collectors with deep pockets."
After processing the last appraisal application, Xue Chen stretched himself and said: "I have no intention of selling it at all. Some things are dispensable. Now that I have it, I must keep it. I am not short of money, so why should I sell it?"
Lose."
"What you said makes sense." Wang Dong scratched his head. Others didn't know it, but he knew that the old classmate next to him was now worth one billion. At the end of last year, he already had assets of one billion. At this rate, three more years have passed.
After more than a month, he may have gained a lot more property. After all, just that one cup made a net profit of hundreds of millions.
He is no longer surprised now. After all, he has seen Xue Chen and some of the incredible extraordinary abilities he has displayed. He also realizes that the fact that his old classmates and good buddies can undergo such terrifying and earth-shaking changes in more than a year after graduation must be related to this.
It was related, but it was specific. He resisted and didn't ask.
"Hey, Lao Xue, why are the people you called just now all museums? Why aren't there private collectors? That's really strange." Wang Dong asked, somewhat confused.
Wang Dong didn't understand, but Xue Chen roughly knew the reason. The Yongle Ceremony was indeed very precious. Since the two museums had learned about the news, there must have been many powerful collectors who also heard about it.
But why there were no personal calls to make purchases? He had a rough grasp and understanding in his mind.
Yongle Dadian is a very rare ancient book, but it is difficult to locate it in the capital market. First of all, without transaction records, it is impossible to make reference and determine its specific price. Therefore, even if many big collectors know about such a thing,
I won't blindly make phone calls and offer to buy it. After all, no one's money comes from the strong wind, and I don't want to spend money wrongly.
Another point is that in a sense, the style of the Yongle Dadian is too high, and it is a bit "high-brow". If it is a genuine painting by Tang Yin, countless people will pursue it, but the Yongle Dadian can be compared to Tang Yin in terms of the degree of cherishment.
His paintings are several blocks higher, but they may not have as wide an audience as Tang Yin's real paintings.
To put it more popularly, the blue and white porcelain, rosewood, jadeite and field jade that are now very popular in the market are popular songs, so the Yongle Dadian is a bit like bel canto and national songs.
The museum is different from private collectors. It is responsible for the exhibition and preservation of Chinese culture. It is relatively pure and does not involve interests. It pays more attention to the connotation and the significance of historical research.
Just like some pottery, stoneware, jade, etc. unearthed from the Liangzhu Culture in the Stone Age, they are old enough. Once they are excavated, they will be protected by the country immediately, but they are not so popular in the private market.
A piece of Stone Age jade that can be displayed in the National Museum may not be sold for 100,000 yuan on the market.
Because it does not have high artistic or investment value, it only has historical research value.
Although the Yongle Dadian is not that exaggerated, there are some similarities. A blue and white hand-pressed cup from the same era is far less valuable in the eyes of real historical researchers than a volume of the Yongle Dadian, or even one page.
The market value of the pressable hand cup is higher than that of Yongle Dadian.
After listening to Xue Chen's explanation, Wang Dong said with some uncertainty: "Does that mean you are willing to buy, but no private collector is willing to pay a high price?"
"If you think so, you are wrong. It can only be said that Yunzhou Province does not have the kind of people suitable for collection." Xue Chen touched his chin and shook his head.
"What kind of people are they?" Wang Dong looked confused.
"I think there are two types of people. One is those whose ancestors have never been hungry for four generations, and the other is those who want to fit into the circle of people who have never been hungry."
Wang Dong nodded in understanding.
"You said that people from the Provincial Museum and Yang'an City Museum have called you, but why haven't we from the Haicheng City Museum made any calls?"
As soon as Wang Dong finished speaking, a waiter rushed upstairs and said that a guest was coming.
Who is the guest? It is Chen Yibo, the current director of Haicheng City Museum, and he is the only one.
Seeing Chen Yibo coming in person, Xue Chen twitched the corner of his mouth and hurriedly went downstairs: "Director Chen, hello, please take a seat."
Chen Yibo is relatively thin, has gray hair, wears dark blue clothes and thick glasses, and is full of bookishness. He is also very popular in the antique culture circle of Haicheng City.
Wang Dong sat on the other side and asked in a low voice: "Director Chen, is the purpose of your coming here to acquire the volume of the Yongle Canon?"
Chen Yibo glanced at Wang Dong and shook his head to the surprise of the two of them: "Since you asked, I think many people must have asked about it and paid a high price. I really want to put it in the museum.
But where did the funds come from?”
"Then you are not planning to persuade Lao Xue to donate it to the museum," Wang Dong said suspiciously.
Chen Yibo smiled and shook his head: "Do I look that bad? Who am I to persuade others to donate their belongings?"
"Dongzi, stop talking." Xue Chen said to Wang Dong.
"If it is really a volume of Yongle Dadian manuscripts written by Emperor Shizong of the Ming Dynasty, the city museum will definitely not be able to afford it. The purpose of my visit this time has nothing to do with donation. I just want to discuss with Xiao Xue whether I can lend it to the museum.
Make a copy and that will be enough so that more people can read it and know about it," Chen Yibo said.
Xue Chen nodded slightly, as if thinking.
"Xiao Xue, the volume of the Yongle Canon is in the store. Can you show it to me?" Chen Yibo asked.
When Xue Chen reached out and took it out from his arms, Chen Yibo pushed up his glasses in surprise and said reproachfully: "How can you just put it on your body so casually? You should keep it carefully."
After saying that, he took out a magnifying glass, studied it carefully, and turned over the pages carefully, his hands shaking slightly as he turned the pages.
Wang Dong also saw the Yongle Ceremony for the first time, so he came over and watched from the side.
After more than ten minutes, Chen Yibo let out a long breath, his tone and expression very excited: "It is indeed a new volume of the Yongle Canon. There are more than 800 volumes of the Yongle Canon. I have basically read them all, but there is indeed no such volume.
A volume of records is a new discovery."
Wang Dong looked happy at the side.
"Xiao Xue, what do you think of my request just now? Don't worry, we will be very careful and won't hurt you." Chen Yibo asked again. (To be continued)