Chen Donghui doesn't know much about thangka, but he only knows that thangka is the artistic crystallization of Tibetan Buddhism, and in a few years, the mainland will set off a Tibetan fever, and Kangka has begun to receive more attention, and has gradually become the darling of some auctions, often auctioning tens of millions or even more than 100 million sky-high prices.

However, Chen Donghui has no plans to collect thangkas and wait for appreciation, and after admiring them, he casually walked around the store.

At this turn, Chen Donghui knew why there were so many fewer customers here than in other stores.

Because, all the antiques here are unpopular.

For example, the two main categories of jade and ceramics sold in other stores are none here, and there is not a single one!

In fact, there are no major types of antiques here, but some such as bamboo, wood, ivory, rhinoceros horn, crane top red, the four treasures of the study, lacquerware, embroidery, Buddha statues, gilded utensils, and so on...... It's really chaotic and varied!

Because these unpopular antiques are easy to fake, difficult to distinguish, and difficult to value, difficult to sell, and the appreciation space is unknown, so few people patronize.

Chen Donghui turned around, but didn't find what he wanted, so he had to ask the two girls who were chatting.

After getting closer, Chen Donghui heard it clearly, it turned out that they were discussing Alan Tam and Leslie Cheung who is more handsome, whose songs are better, and which can penetrate more into people's souls.

Chen Donghui stood beside them and listened silently for two minutes, and finally a girl found him, turned her head and asked casually, "Is there something wrong?"

"Excuse me, do you have weapons here?" Chen Donghui asked a little speechlessly.

"What?" the girl's eyes widened, and she looked dazed.

Chen Donghui wasted a lot of effort, and it took a minute or two to finally make the girl understand what she was looking for.

"We don't know too much about this, otherwise, you wait a minute, I'll ask our boss. "The girl's business level is not very good, but she is very enthusiastic.

"Okay. ”

The girl ran to the side of the free chair, regardless of whether the boss was asleep or not, she took away the bamboo leaf fan, shook the thin old man awake, chattered for a while, and told her what Chen Donghui wanted to buy.

The old man shook his head helplessly, was dragged up by the girl from the free chair, walked to Chen Donghui's side, and asked, "You want to buy a knife?"

Chen Donghui looked at this old man, although he looked skinny and weak, but when he walked over just now, he was very stable, and even the soles of his feet were windy, and he seemed to be a tall man.

"Boss, I want to buy a sharp knife, do you have it here?" asked Chen Donghui politely.

"Sharp knives, controlled knives? Controlled knives have long been banned from circulation! Besides, I'm here to sell antiques, how can there be such a thing?" The old man was a little disdainful of Chen Donghui's words.

"Is there any famous weapon in that?" Chen Donghui asked again.

The old man scratched his neck and said, "There are no sharp weapons, but there are a few murder weapons, do you want to see them?"

"What murder weapon?"

"The Japanese devil's katana, which was taken during the War of Resistance Against Japan, I don't know how much blood I drank, is it considered a murder weapon?" the old man asked Chen Donghui with squinted eyes.

Chen Donghui didn't want to buy a Japanese sword, but now that he thinks about it, it is okay to give a Japanese katana to Cao Kun, if it is a real Japanese katana, it is also rare.

During the Anti-Japanese War, Japan was finally defeated, and many officers' ancestral katanas were confiscated by the Chinese. Later, when the People's Republic of China was founded, a large number of Japanese people came to China with a large amount of banknotes to buy katanas, because many of these katanas were passed down from ancient generations by their families, and they were more important than their lives.

Some of the katana swords were bought by them, but there were also many Japanese katanas that went to the people.

In fact, Chen Donghui preferred to keep all the Japanese samurai swords confiscated in China, so that they could become trophies preserved by China, and also a testimony to the Japanese imperialists' reckless militarism and eventual defeat.

"You can take a look. Chen Donghui said.

"Then come with me. ”

The old man beckoned and walked towards the wooden staircase around the corner.

Stepping on the creaking wooden staircase, Chen Donghui even suspected that the staircase might not last for a few days before it fell apart.

The second floor is an ordinary old-fashioned house, which still retains its former appearance, and all the furniture is carved from solid wood, dark red in color, and looks faint.

The old man opened a mahogany cupboard, took out a long knife case from it, placed it on the wooden table, and opened it.

The old man picked up the katana, and while observing, he introduced: "This katana is one hundred and nine centimeters long with a sheath, and the blade is seventy-nine centimeters long, and it is cast in patterned steel, which is commonly known as 'satin' in China, and is also known as 'ground muscle' in Japan, which is an excellent material for making katana, and this craft has been lost in China." ”

Chen Donghui didn't understand what the old man said, but he could tell from the appearance that this katana was well-made.

"See for yourself. The old man threw the katana to Chen Donghui.

Chen Donghui took it, his hand was very heavy, and his hand felt cold.

After a closer look, I saw that the left side of the blade was engraved with an inscription: Showa 11th year. There is also an inscription on the right side of the blade, which is a name: Koki Mizuta.

"Can you open it and take a look?" asked Chen Donghui.

"Whatever. The old man replied.

Chen Donghui pulled out the katana with a brush! The knife is very well maintained, although it has been cast for decades, it is still cold and shiny!

This time, Chen Donghui took a closer look and found that the front of the sword was embossed with a picture of a Japanese samurai, the handle of the knife was wooden, the surface was painted with dark red lacquer, the red lacquer was painted with gold and white lacquer with flower and grass patterns, and the scabbard was made of black shark skin.

Although Chen Donghui doesn't understand Japanese knives, it can be seen from these details that this Japanese knife is of good quality and should be able to give it to Cao Kun.

Chen Donghui returned the knife to the sheath and asked, "How much is this knife?"

"One price, one hundred thousand. The old man said cheerfully.

"Hehe, 100,000 is too expensive. Chen Donghui actually didn't know whether it was expensive or not, so he just made a casual counteroffer.

The old man sighed and said: "This little devil's katana was not purchased by me, but I paid it, I have been here for so many years, and I have never wanted to make a move, just in the past few days, I just wanted to make a move, and I met you want it, it is also fate, so let's give you a preferential price, 90,000 yuan, I want cash." ”

"You said you paid for this knife?"

"Ang! I don't believe it? I used to be a master of Bajiquan!" the old man straightened his chest, but immediately waved his hand with a gloomy face, "Forget it! The hero doesn't mention the courage of the past! I'm old now, and my body is not good, what kind of boxing do you say? Young man, the price is 90,000 yuan, if you want it, you want it, and if you don't want it, you can pull it down." ”

"Okay, then ninety thousand. Chen Donghui was too lazy to bargain with him, and now he hurriedly took the knife to find Cao Kun to save Shen Xiaojun.

"The money is in the car, I'm going to pick it up right away. Chen Donghui said again.

……

With this Japanese knife, Chen Donghui came to Chaoguanzi Seafood House.

The young man who saw Chen Donghui last time had a good memory, and he recognized Chen Donghui at once, and when he saw Chen Donghui coming in, he hurriedly came over to say hello: "Brother Donghui, are you here?

"Yes, is the second brother here?" asked Chen Donghui.

The young man showed a bright smile: "Brother Bin just picked up a few technicians from Japan, and the second brother is interviewing, horses kill chickens, haha......"

"Second brother is so glamorous!" Chen Donghui smiled, "Then I'll wait below for a while, second brother." What a coincidence, I also brought a Japanese gift to my second brother today. ”

"Wow! A gift from Japan!" the young man's eyes lit up, "Brother Donghui, is it a videotape?

Chen Donghui patted the travel bag with the Japanese knife and said with a smile: "It's not a videotape, the videotape can be used to carry it in a travel bag? ”

"Brother Donghui, what you say counts!"

"That's for sure. ”

"Brother Donghui, sit here!" the young man asked Chen Donghui to sit down at a dining table, and then said, "You wait here for a while, second brother, I'll make you a pot of tea." Brother Donghui, with your videotape, I will definitely make you a pot of the best Da Hong Pao! In addition, I'll see if Uncle Rong's egg tart is ready, and if so, I'll give you a plate. The beautiful boys who came over from Guangzhou all said that the egg tarts made by Uncle Rong are absolutely punctual!"

Chen Donghui took out a cigarette and threw it to the young man: "Thank you! By the way, what's your name?"

The young man put on his cigarette and didn't light it, and said as he walked: "Brother Donghui, just call me Xiaojun." ”

Xiaojun quickly brought a pot of tea and a plate of steaming egg tarts: "Freshly baked egg tarts, hurry up and taste one, it's on time!"

Saying this, Xiao Jun also sat down at the table, reached out and picked up an egg tart, ate it in two bites, touched his fingers and said, "It's really good! Brother Donghui, you taste it!"

Chen Donghui also picked up a piece of egg tart and took a bite, it was really tender and fragrant, much more delicious than the egg tarts that I had eaten in places like KFC.

"Brother Donghui, how is it?" asked Xiaojun a little nervously.

"Well, it's delicious, it's good. Chen Donghui nodded and said.

"Haha, I didn't lie to you, Brother Donghui. Xiao Jun smiled happily, but there was a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

Chen Donghui put a bite of the egg tart on the plate, took out a piece of paper from the carton, and said while wiping his hands: "Xiaojun, what's the matter with you?"

Seeing through by Chen Donghui, Xiaojun touched the back of his head a little embarrassed and said, "Hehe, I'm really embarrassed." Brother Donghui, that Aberdeen Ah Xing told me two days ago that there is a ** girl named Hikaru Hoshino in Japan, who is even more beautiful than a star, and I couldn't find her videotape in many places. Brother Donghui, if you have a chance, can you help me find Hikaru Hoshino's videotape?"

Hikaru Hoshino: Chen Donghui had never heard of that name.

The **** he is familiar with, such as Sora Aoi, Maria Ozawa, little roommate Li and others, I'm afraid they haven't debuted yet.

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on it for you. Chen Donghui said.

"Brother Donghui, thank you so much! Find a time, I will definitely invite you to drink!" Xiaojun said gratefully.

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