After returning to Beijing, I and I went our separate ways. She was responsible for finding equipment to scan and peel off King Xian's head, and to disassemble the sixteen jade rings. The task naturally fell on me, but this seemed simple, but in fact it was fundamental.
There was nothing to start with. There should be results within a day or two, and I had no direction in my efforts, so I had to sit and wait for news from her all day.
That day, I was sitting in the yard enjoying the cool air. Big Gold Tooth came to me all the time. As soon as I walked in and saw that I was alone, he asked me where the fat man was. I said that he polished his leather shoes early this morning, maybe he went dancing.
Damn it, this time is not right. How come you have time to come over? Panjiayuan’s business is not done.
Da Jinya said: Mr. Hu, don't I want to discuss this matter with you? The market just opened this morning, and more than a hundred people and more than two hundred businessmen came. Anyway, they were all in uniform, and they copied everything they saw.
The brothers had to retreat to the mountains to fight guerrillas.
I wondered: What's going on? Haven't you taken care of the joints up and down?
Da Jinya said: Forget it, there are more and more foreigners coming here to buy things these days. Mr. Hu, you also know that those of us are openly making trouble. There are a few genuine goods and there is a certain person who is more influential.
An international friend of ours asked a friend of ours to order it at Yangzhuang. I ordered it and gave him a broken jar, saying that it was the imperial pickle that was used to pickle Emperor Qianlong in the palace. After I returned home, they identified it and found that it was definitely not the case.
Son, we seriously hurt this famous international friend's friendly feelings toward us. The result was a big fuss. Isn't this
I said to Da Jinya: It’s really not a long-term solution for us to operate there without a license. It’s better to find a good place to open a shop, so as not to worry about it all day long.
Da Jinya said: Panjiayuan’s jungle stalls mainly have a large amount of information and provide a large platform for buyers and sellers. No one can make money in the market, but they are all under the water. There are undercurrents.
I asked how the blind man was doing, why he hadn't seen him since he came back. Da Jinya said that the blind man was no longer an ordinary person. He claimed to be the ancestor of Chen Chuan, and even dialed a pick-up number when he went out, specifically for those in Hong Kong.
Those Hong Kong slaves really fucking believe it if they tell fortunes, tell people, give advice, etc.
Da Jinya and I were drinking tea and chatting about the mountains. Before we knew it, it was almost noon, and we were discussing where to go to make rice. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. I thought that maybe I was back, so I got up and went to open the courtyard door, but
It was a stranger with a smooth head and noodle, and a very polite tone. He called himself Dongzi and said he was looking for Mr. Wang Kaixuan Wang.
I said, aren't you just looking for that fat man? He's not at home. Come back in the evening. I was about to close the door, but Dongzi said that I could also look for Mr. Hu Bayi. I didn't know what the purpose of the person was, so I invited him into the courtyard first.
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Dongzi said that he was entrusted by his boss to invite us to come over and talk about the antique business. I have not been in the mood for business recently, but when the big gold tooth heard that a customer came to the door, he asked me to come over and talk about it. I saw that the big gold tooth was just right.
He had a few gadgets with him, and since he had nothing to do, he agreed to Dongzi to follow him and meet his boss.
Dongzi drove the car and drove us there. I couldn't help but feel a little strange. How did the boss of this man named Dongzi know our address? However, when I asked Dongzi who the boss was, he said
Don't say anything at all, I thought to myself, it must be the fat man who is talking outside. But there is nothing wrong with talking about it, maybe we can make some money.
Dongzi drove us to a quiet courtyard. When Da Jinya and I took a look at the courtyard, we were immediately envious. This house was really exquisite. When we walked inside, we saw many antique incense displayed on the sandalwood shelves.
It’s an antique toy. Da Jinya and I are considered to be very knowledgeable about antique toys. After looking around, we knew that the owner of this place was an extraordinary person and that all the items inside were genuine.
Dongzi asked us to sit down, and he went to the back to ask his boss to come out. As soon as I saw Dongzi come out, I said to Da Jinya: Mr. Jin, I saw that there are no French langlang, hibiscus, pheasant, jade pot, spring vase, golden purple sand square pot, bucket
Colored Coats rings, these are treasures. If you take them out and throw them at Panjiayuan, they will shake a large area. Compared with the things in this room, the few things we brought are really shameless to take out.
Da Jinya nodded and said: Yes, what kind of boss is this? He is not an ordinary person. Why do you want to do business with us? People will definitely look down upon us.
Suddenly I found something very special in the house. I quickly said to the big gold tooth: "Do you think there is something wrong with the piece of porcelain in the middle?"
Da Jinya stood up from the chair and walked to the porcelain to take a closer look. It was a fat porcelain cat with two round eyes, bright and radiant, but it didn't look like it came from a famous kiln.
, the workmanship is also mediocre, and does not seem to fit the style of the house. The most conspicuous thing about the porcelain cat is its whiskers. For some reason, this porcelain cat has thirteen whiskers, and they can be plugged in and out. The workmanship
The most delicate parts are all concentrated here. Big Jinya suddenly remembered something, turned around and said to me: This is the kind of thirteen-whiskered magnetic cat that is offered to corpse-carrying families.
In mountainous areas such as western Hunan, there have been two types of livelihoods since ancient times: driving corpses and carrying corpses. Among them, corpse carrying is an activity similar to tomb robbing. People who carry corpses will have such a magnetic cat in their home. Before each activity, a pillar must be burned.
Incense, kowtow to the thirteen-whiskered magnetic cat a few times. If during this period, the magnetic cat's whiskers are broken, it must not go out at night. This is a sign of disaster. It is said that everything can be tried, and it is said among the people.
It's amazing. Nowadays, no one is doing the business of carrying corpses. We saw this kind of thing once in Fanjiayuan Antique Market.
In the Beijing-Tianjin area, starting from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, there were also people from outside the nine professions who worshiped magnetic cats. Those pickpockets all offered magnetic cats in their homes, but they were all nine-bearded ones with different styles. Thirteen-bearded cats were only available in Xiangxi.
It is only found in the families of people who carry corpses. The origin of this custom cannot be verified to this day.
As soon as I saw this Thirteen Beards, I immediately thought: The owner here is probably one of the great thieves in western Hunan, who specializes in carrying corpses and turning around their bodies. Otherwise, how could he be so wealthy? There was a sound of footsteps, and I hurriedly
He winked at the big gold tooth and pretended that he had seen nothing before, sitting quietly and waiting.
The boss who invited us to discuss business turned out to be a Hong Kong man. He was in his early fifties, short and fat, and called himself Uncle Ming. As soon as he saw me, he made a big deal with me, saying that he had done business with me before.
I racked my brains and couldn't remember what kind of business I had done with him before. Later, Uncle Ming told me about it, and I realized that it turned out that the first business that Fatty and I did together was an antique shop in Tianjin.
It was done by a young woman named Han, who was Uncle Ming's mistress.
I don’t understand why he came to me again. There may be some problem here, but it’s better to avoid causing trouble. Let him see a few things that Big Gold Tooth brought as soon as possible, and then we walked half way towards the sky.
So he said to Uncle Ming: Old man, I didn’t know you were so complimentary to us and brought us here all the way. We really don’t have much good stuff on hand recently, so we just brought a few random things. If you like it,
, you can keep it for fun. After saying that, let Da Jinya take out a few gadgets for him to catch his eye.
Seeing that he was a Hong Kong farmer and knowing that there was an opportunity to make money, Da Jinya immediately smiled and took out a porcelain vase from his bag, holding it carefully with both hands: "Look, this is a real thing from the Longquan kiln of the Northern Song Dynasty."
When Uncle Ming heard this, he was also surprised: Are you mistaken? That is a national treasure. You just put it in this bag casually.
Da Jin Ya knows that the more he is in front of big experts, the more he will talk big words, but if you tell the truth, if you deceive him, he will believe your words and start to doubt his own eyesight. Da Jin Ya
Ya said to Uncle Ming: You don't know yet? You see, I have a gold tooth. Our ancestor is Jin Wushu, the Four Wolf Lord of the Kingdom of Jin. I am his authentic eighteenth generation grandson. This is our family.
My ancestors seized the boxes from the Emperor Daojun of the Northern Song Dynasty and kept them in his hometown in Heilongjiang for many years. Didn’t I have to dig them out?
Uncle Ming was not fooled, and ignored the big gold tooth. He just said to me: Brother Hu, do you have any really good things? If you are not short of money, I can exchange things with you. The antiques in my house
If you like that one, just take it.
I thought to myself that there was clearly something in his words, and he had a purpose in inviting us here. However, everything I brought back from Yunnan was of great use. Even if he gave me a gold mountain, I couldn't do it. In this case, don't hide it.
So I made my words clear and told Uncle Ming directly that the best thing we have is this Longquan kiln. Although it is a replica, it is still passable. If you want it, take it. If you don’t want it, we will take it back. You will regret it later.
Yes, we can't control it.
Uncle Ming smiled, picked up a photo album on the coffee table, and asked me to see his collection in Hong Kong. I flipped through a few pages, and the more I looked at it, the weirder it became, but I already knew in my heart that this person was from Hong Kong.
Uncle Ming wanted to buy a bronze mirror that can hold down corpses. The fat man must have told us about it outside. Somehow, the news reached Uncle Ming’s ears. He thought that the ancient mirror was still in our hands, and he
I didn’t know that it was gone before it was heated in my hands. I asked Uncle Ming: Why do you collect so many ancient mummies?