Chapter 565 Professor Liu: This is the real thing (Part 5)
In general antique stores, good things are kept at the bottom of the box and are used as store treasures, and are rarely taken out. Ordinary customers cannot see them at all.
Unless recommended by an acquaintance.
After all, if a stranger who doesn’t know his identity suddenly comes to ask for something good, how can he easily get it out? What if it’s a robbery?
Therefore, he revealed his identity and said it clearly.
Lai Mazi looked at Liu Ji, hesitated, and said, "Since Professor Liu is an insider, he should know the rules."
Liu Ji nodded and took out an ID, "Don't worry."
Lai Mazi's face became serious, he took out his mobile phone to confirm Liu Ji's identity and said, "Please wait a moment."
After saying that, he turned around and went to the inner room.
"Teacher, how do you feel about this shopkeeper..." the young man whispered to Liu Ji.
Liu Ji shook his head and said: "There are all kinds of people in this industry, some are gentle, some are bold and uninhibited, some are eclectic, and some are petty. There are all kinds of people. People with this kind of personality are not uncommon."
The young man nodded.
At this time, Lai Mazi walked out carefully carrying a box.
He closed the door first, put it on the table, and slowly opened it.
Take out the scroll.
The scroll of this painting is meters long, and the center of the painting is meters long. It is exactly the "Inscription on the Pillar" by Huang Tingjian.
When the scroll was unfolded, Liu Ji took a serious look and took a deep breath. He lowered his head and stared at every word on the scroll.
"This is... Huang Tingjian's "The Pillar Inscription" from the Northern Song Dynasty?"
Liu Ji took a breath. The price of Huang Tingjian's calligraphy remained high in the market. Last year, a work was sold for nearly 200 million yuan.
This work is Huang Tingjian's handwriting work. It is also one of his important calligraphy treasures scattered among the people. If it is authentic, it will definitely be worth a lot of money.
In Liu Ji's mind, he recalled the information about "Dianzhu Ming".
The content of the handwriting "Dianzhu Ming" is said to have been written by Wei Zheng, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty. The full text has more than 600 words. According to the data, Wei Zheng was highly respected by Huang Tingjian.
Liu Ji lowered his head and looked at the handwriting carefully.
On the scroll, he saw a large number of inscriptions and seals from Jia Sidao of the Song Dynasty, Xiang Yuanbian of the Ming Dynasty, and collectors from the Republic of China until the Qing Dynasty.
Liu Ji held a magnifying glass, lowered his head, and carefully studied every word on the volume, every inscription, seal, and paper material, etc.
Based on his professional level, he has already made a judgment in his mind. If this handwriting is authentic, then it will definitely be worth a sky-high price.
However, he was a little confused.
How can such a high-level work be produced in a place like this?
But no matter how he looked at it, this calligraphy was all genuine!
"Did you really win the lottery?"
Liu Ji was a little excited.
Lai Mazi sat in the rocking chair, sipping a small drink, and waited slowly because he was not in a hurry.
After about an hour, Liu Ji stood up straight and exhaled.
"Teacher, this... seems to be an authentic work."
The young man took a deep breath, calmed down and said. He has been studying with Liu Ji for a long time, and he is also very good at appreciating calligraphy.
Liu Ji nodded and looked at Lai Mazi.
Lai Mazi stood up and said with a smile: "How about you two? Good stuff, right?"
Liu Ji shook his head and said, "It's hard to tell the specifics. Let's do this. Can the shopkeeper keep this picture for a while? I'll give you a reply in a few days."
The smile on Mazi Lai's face subsided a bit and he said: "Professor Liu, there is no such thing as business. To tell you the truth, Professor Liu and your family are not the only ones who are interested in this painting. I might as well make the move that day.
."
As he spoke, he slowly put the scroll away.
Liu Ji pondered for a moment and said, "I wonder how much the shopkeeper paid for this handwriting?"
Lai Mazi stretched out three fingers.
"3 million?" Liu Ji was stunned.
Mazi Lai looked like a fool and said, "Professor Liu, you are a professor. Do you think this painting is only worth 3 million?"
"So, 30 million?" Liu Ji sighed. If this calligraphy is authentic, 30 million is not much, or it is very cheap.
"No, no, it's 300 million."
Lai Mazi said.
Liu Ji frowned, feeling that it was a bit high. Although he knew in his heart that if this handwriting was put at auction, it would be very likely to fetch 300 million, but...
The young man's eyelids twitched at the side, and he read in handwriting, 300 million yuan. Although it was not the first time he saw it, he still felt shocked.
"Being a calligrapher is really profitable."
The young man murmured, and then added in his mind, "It's a pity that it was after death."
"The price is a bit high." Liu Ji shook his head and said.
Lai Mazi put the scroll into the box, shook his head, and said: "How has the market been for Huang Tingjian's calligraphy in recent years? Professor Liu is an expert, so I won't say more. 300 million, not much less."
Liu Ji thought about it for a while and said, "Let's do this. The shopkeeper will give me three days, and I will definitely give you a reply after three days."
"Three days is a long time. Let's do it. One day. Give me a reply at this time tomorrow. Don't wait until later." Lai Mazi shook his head, pointed at the box, and said: "Of course, Professor Liu can do it in three days, but I won't."
Make sure it’s still there.”
Liu Ji nodded and said, "Okay, it's the shopkeeper's farewell."
After saying that, he took the young man and walked outside.
After seeing the other party off, Lai Mazi looked around and spat on the ground, "Mapai, after finishing this job, it looks like they are moving again."
Don't want to move? Wait for someone to chop you with a knife? You've already lost a finger. It's time to remember.
He muttered, lay down on the chair, continued to drink wine, eat peanuts, thinking about which girl was better, and hurry up to create an offspring, otherwise there would be no chance.
…
"Teacher, us?"
Walking out of Mingyu Xuan, the young man asked.
"Go to the airport and return to Pengcheng." Liu Ji said.
The young man nodded, started the car and headed towards the airport.
Liu Ji glanced at Ming Yuxuan, took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and asked someone to prepare a lot of information about Huang Tingjian and "The Pillar Inscription".
Next, he would have to study it carefully.
After all, if the 300 million yuan transaction is fake, then let’s go to Dafa.
…
Changge Group, Zheng Ge sat in the office and hung up the phone.
"The fish is hooked."
The corners of the mouth on Zheng Ge's face were slightly raised, revealing a smile that captivated thousands of girls.
"Brother Zheng, what good thing happened to you?" Jiang Yao, dressed in ordinary Han attire, came over and said with a smile. I have nothing to do today, I miss you a little, so come here to hang out.
"A little thing."
Zheng Ge put down his phone and smiled, "How was it? Do you have any plans for today?"
Jiang Yao sat on the sofa, putting her elbows on her knees, holding her chin in her hands, looking at the pouring rain outside, and said, "Where can we go to play in this weather?"
Zheng Ge smiled and said: "This kind of weather is suitable for sleeping and reading. Let's go to the library."