Chapter 120: Centennial Golden Silk Ebony
"That's it!"
"Hahaha——, Brother Sun is right!"
The fat man and the bald man next to him laughed even more unscrupulously.
"I'm angry, I'm angry!"
Ma Yuliang was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and the tendons on his neck bulged out: "The current antique market is being made into a miasma by people like you!"
Seeing this, He Lin hurriedly reassured: "Professor Ma, don't be angry first, gentlemen are frank, villains are often relatives, and people like them can't get along for long!"
"Hehe, boy, we won't be messing around for long?"
Sun Mazi sneered, looked at He Lin and sneered: "Do you think you want to hide from Lao Tzu if you play these tricks?"
"I didn't expect it, this thing that cost 1.2 million yuan to buy is only worth 800,000 yuan in the end, and it is still a loss in the end!" Sun Mazi said, the more sarcastic his face became: "Haha, I see that you are an antique shop, so you can only open a loss!"
After saying that, he laughed even more unscrupulously.
As soon as these words came out, everyone present frowned, and on the opening day of today, they said that the store was going to lose money, which was really unlucky!
"You chew your tongue here again, Lao Tzu will discount your mouth!" Wang Wei rolled up his sleeves and said angrily: "The painting has been sold, so hurry up and get out of my way, don't get in the way here!"
He and his wife are also itching with hatred at the moment, and they can't wait to beat these three rat feces violently!
Who knows, at this time, He Lin, as the shopkeeper, had a smile on his face, and patted Wang Wei on the shoulder: "Hey, Lao Wang, don't get excited, let's not see red on this big day today!"
"Brother He, when has this been?"
Wang Wei looked puzzled, and said: "These three goods have been bullied to our doorstep, if we still tolerate it, in the eyes of others, we are not polite and humble, but cowardly!"
"Hehe, that's not what Lao Wang said. He Lin disagreed, and smiled: "These three people have sent us treasures, we should still treat each other politely!"
Send treasure?!
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was puzzled.
This painting is 1.2 million and bought an eighty thing, and it's still called a treasure?
"Hehe, it's still your general knowledge as a shopkeeper!" Sun Mazi smiled, clasped his hands to his chest and smiled: "The so-called loss is a blessing, and it is not in vain that the three of us brothers came to support you today, and I will still come to you to sell things in the future!"
"Hehe, after that, Brother Lao Mazi will suffer a few more losses!" He Lin sneered.
"Brother He, what are you talking nonsense?" Wang Wei looked confused and asked, "It's obviously us who suffers from this!"
"Lao Wang, when you do things, you can't just look at the surface. ”
He Lin smiled mysteriously, and then he held the scroll with his hand.
This type of scroll is constructed of a spiral rotation structure, and the bottom scroll can be opened with a slight twist.
Click——!
With a soft sound, the painting shaft was unscrewed by He Lin, and then it was erected and fell.
Gollum ——!
A black object slipped out of the scroll and fell to the ground.
"It's ——?!"
Qingheshan was slightly stunned, and there seemed to be a light flashing in his eyes.
It was a black stick, neither stone nor iron, and it sounded like wood when it sounded like it was on the ground.
The rich cyan treasure light that He Lin had seen before really emanated from this stick.
He Lin hurriedly leaned over and picked up the black stick, which was about the same size as the length of the painting scroll, and it was just enough to fill the hollow without sliding at will.
The black stick started, and a cold treasure light instantly hit He Lin's brain, followed by a string of familiar information: "Hundred Years of Golden Silk Nan Ebony"!
In six short words, He Lin knew what this thing was.
Ebony, also known as gloomy wood, can be regarded as the 'mummy' of the plant world, is a precious ancient wood after thousands of years of precipitation to form the wood, and the golden silk ebony is one of the many precious trees that form gloomy wood.
He Lin sniffed the golden silk nan ebony in his hand, and a vague fragrance wafted in.
"Qing Lao, could you please help me see how much this wood can be worth?" He Lin smiled and handed over the diameter of the ebony to Qinghe Mountain.
Qingheshan hurriedly took it carefully, took out reading glasses from his pocket, and then carefully observed it.
Sun Mazi saw that Qinghe Mountain was so solemn, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.
But there was still a few smiles on his face, and he said to He Lin: "Heh, hehe, Boss Xiaohe, are you crazy about money, take a piece of framed broken wood for Qing Lao to identify?"
"Sure enough, it's gloomy wood!"
At this time, Qingheshan opened his mouth and said to He Linxi: "Xiao He, your kid's luck is really good, you can actually pick up such a treasure here!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions among the crowd were also different.
The natural face of the savvy changed suddenly, and the face was full of disbelief.
Those who don't know how to do it look dazed, what kind of thing is this gloomy wood that can make Qing Lao so excited?
"Poof——!
Jin Yuankun, who was sitting at the door of the Golden Jade Pavilion, heard Qingheshan's shout, and was so shocked that a mouthful of tea squirted out of his mouth.
"You're okay with the shopkeeper!"
The fat guy hurriedly brought a tissue for Jin Yuankun to wipe it off.
"Gloomy Wooden ......"
Jin Yuankun's eyes narrowed slightly, and the horizontal flesh on his fat face also trembled: "Is it possible that this little rabbit cub of the He family is really smoking from the ancestral tomb, and he can actually encounter such a thing!"
Qian Sanduo at the corner of the street was at a loss, and after hearing Qingheshan's exclamation, he just muttered in a low voice: "What kind of thing is gloomy wood, agarwood?"
Although he said that he was over the age of sixties, he only focused on bronzes, and he often relied on the old and sold the old on weekdays, but he knew very little about ancient wood miscellaneous.
It is precisely because of this that although his own antique shop has been open for more than ten years, business has been tepid.
Like Qian Sanduo, Sun Mazi looked at a loss in the same paragraph: "Isn't this just a broken piece of wood, is it worth it?"
"Oh, ignorant puppet, it's terrible!"
Qingheshan sneered and said: "This gloomy wood is a precious wood that has been transformed by thousands of years of precipitation, and Westerners call it 'Oriental Sacred Wood', and the Chinese folk have a saying that 'even if there is a box of jewelry, it is not as good as ebony'. ”
"In ancient times, gloomy wood was the material of the royal family!" Qingheshan's eyes narrowed, and then he said: "This is not only gloomy wood, but also the most precious golden silk nan gloomy wood among gloomy wood!"
"You say—is it worth it?"
He Lin was shocked when he heard this, he could find that this piece of wood was Jin Si Nan Ebony all by his ability, and Qinghe Mountain could tell the origin of this wood only by his eyesight and knowledge and experience, which was very powerful!
"Judging from this quality, this golden silk nan gloomy wood is at least a hundred years old. Qingheshan nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "If this small piece is put on the market to sell, it is estimated that the starting price is at least 5 million!"
Starting at 5 million!
For Sun Mazi, this sentence is more direct than any messy introduction.
I saw that his face turned pale, and he opened his mouth wide and said, "No, it's impossible......, right? It's worth 5 million!"
Qingheshan glanced at him, but didn't pay any attention to his meaning.
At this time, Liu Furong stood up with a smile and said to He Lin: "Boss Xiao He is really lucky to open the door today, and he picked up a big leak as soon as he opened!"
"Haha...... Where, where!" He Lin smiled and stared at Sun Mazi with burning eyes: "All this has to rely on Brother Mazi's face, giving me such a big meeting gift!"
Sun Mazi's heart chuckled, his cheeks instantly turned red, and his expression was so ugly and ugly.
At first glance, Zhang Mazi's face looks like a sesame dish that has just been baked out of the pot!
"Giggle...... Boss Xiaohe, I have a reluctant request. Liu Furong said with a smile at this time.
"Sister Liu, you speak!"
"Xiao He, you got this treasure today, if you don't dislike it, I suggest that you put this item in my Pixiu auction house for auction. Liu Furong's beautiful eyes flashed with starlight, and she said with a smile: "I think the price of the auction will be at least double the 500 that Qing Lao said!"
If a treasure like a hundred-year-old golden silk nan ebony is put up for auction at Pixiu Auction House, it can not only make a big name for her auction house, but also make He Lin earn a lot of money.
In this kind of win-win situation, she expected that a shrewd person like He Lin would definitely not refuse.