Chapter 172: Treasure Tower (1)

Pan Shiran's ears moved slightly, and when he heard the slight footsteps coming from the door, he hurriedly put away his mobile phone, and before he could see the face of the person who came, he first opened his mouth to greet the visitor, "Welcome, I don't know if this guest wants to buy or sell?"

Yesterday, he was reprimanded by the master for playing with his mobile phone, and today he is still on duty in the lobby.

However, when he looked up at the visitor, his expression was stunned.

A slender figure paced by the door, her dark hair draped over her shoulders, and her neat short hair had already grown to her shoulders during this time, and the gender that was easy to misunderstand in the past had become clear at this time.

And what made Pan Shiran's stunned eyes was the girl's excellent face, the picturesque eyebrows and eyes were a little cold, and the moist skin like the moon revealed a trace of fairy energy, what a girl like a cold moonlight!

Lou Qingyu shook his head slightly, temporarily refusing Pan Shiran's kindness, "No need, I want to take a look for myself." ”

"Okay, you're free. Pan Shiran smiled and nodded.

She wanted to understand the situation of this treasure building first, grandma sold it for 70,000 yuan, and now if she wants to redeem it, I don't know how much higher the price will be, which involves a lot of operating costs, resale costs, and appraisal costs.

Thinking of this, Lou Qingyu was a little worried, the scale of this treasure building is not small, there are hundreds of antique things on the first floor alone, and there are all kinds of antiques placed in the glass on the shelves, silverware, pottery, four treasures of the study, jewelry, etc., and even bronze vessels can see one or two pieces.

The price of these items is still unknown, but Lou Qingyu didn't find the silverware makeup box that Grandpa had picked up when he looked at it, and his brows couldn't help frowning, could it be that it was put away by the store?

At this moment, the afterglow swept over a corner of the store, and something familiar came into view, it seemed to be.... Lou Qingyu's pace subconsciously accelerated, and his eyes looked in that direction with burning eyes.

When she stood in front of the glass case, she couldn't help but breathe, the small makeup box was glowing with a touch of silver luster, and the cumbersome patterns on the box body showed the exquisite craftsmanship of the ancients.

"Hello, do you need me to take it out for you?"

Pan Shiran noticed this scene, quickly walked over, and asked in a low voice about this rare beautiful girl, after working in an antique shop for a long time, it is not easy to see such a beautiful person, this feeling is like seeing too many ordinary calligraphy and paintings, and suddenly there is a palace-level masterpiece.

Lou Qingyu nodded lightly, "I'm sorry for you." There was a hint of joy in his dark eyes, and from the outside, he was already ninety-five percent similar to what Grandpa had found, and now it was almost the confirmation of the entire object.

Pan Shiran put on pure white gloves, gently put the small object on the small plate on the counter, and said while pushing it in front of Lou Qingyu, "This item is a silver makeup box used by the palace concubines of the previous dynasty, made by the master craftsman of the palace handicraft workshop, and the patterns on the box are relatively high in addition to the collection value. ”

When he held it in the palm of his hand, his heart chuckled, and the joy in Lou Qingyu's eyes disappeared instantly, and the feeling was different, there was a concave seal under this makeup box, Lou Qingyu hurriedly turned it over, and saw a carved mark.

"This is the mark of the imperial workshop of the former imperial court, which was not found in other workshops of the same period, and there are not many antique jewelry produced in this imperial workshop now, therefore,"

It's not the same, it's not the same!

The girl's face was instantly covered with a layer of haze, and she slowly put the makeup box back in her hand, her expression seemed to be a little heavy, "I'm sorry, this is not what I want, please put it back." ”

Pan Shiran smiled and nodded, the curvature of his lips was just right, "It's okay, you can see if there are any others you are interested in." As he spoke, he gently put the vanity case back into the glass case with both hands.

The girl looked around at the objects in the store again, and finally her eyes fell on Pan Shiran, her lips slightly open, "I want to ask, have you received something like this before..."

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a rough male voice outside the door, "Hey, is there anyone?"

Pan Shiran's brows furrowed slightly, and he saw a middle-aged man and a young woman walking in by the door, both of them were wearing luxury brands, but unfortunately such clothes could not hide the quality of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man frowned and looked around, first shocked by the dazzling array of antique objects, but then remembered the objects in his hand, and was a little proud, his eyes swept over the two people standing in the store.

Lou Qingyu was half covered by Pan Shiran, and the middle-aged man didn't see the person in it clearly, so his attention quickly focused on Pan Shiran in front of him, but the other party seemed to have been standing in place and didn't mean to come over to say hello.

The middle-aged man's expression was slightly annoyed, and he couldn't help but knock on the wooden counter, making a sound of "Bang Bang Bang", and shouted dissatisfiedly, "Hey, are you the second child in the store? ”

Pan Shiran glanced at Lou Qingyu with some apologies, "I'm sorry, you can take a look by yourself first, can you?" If you are tired, you can go to the reception room in the inner hall and sit for a while, and I will entertain that guest first." ”

It's not that the newly arrived middle-aged man looks rich, he Pan Shiran will go over as soon as possible.

In terms of quality, Lou Qingyu's quality is much higher, and he doesn't seem to be in a hurry.

The two people not far away seemed to be a little impatient, and the noise they made seriously affected the conversation between the two, and he needed to send these two away as soon as possible, and after bringing the store back to quiet, he Pan Shiran could entertain this beautiful guest.

"Okay, you can get busy first. ”

Pan Shiran stepped forward and asked slowly, his faint expression was not very enthusiastic, "Hello, two guests, what is the matter?"

The middle-aged man seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Pan Shiran's attitude, but when he thought that Jubaolou was the most famous antique shop in the magic capital, he heard from other business partners that the treasure appreciation ability of this store was the highest level in the magic capital.

The middle-aged man muttered in a dissatisfied whisper, gently put the box in his hand on the table, lifted the lid of the box, and entered a pair of paper rolls.

"I have a treasure of ancient calligraphy here, Lao Tzu just bought it from another collector, and some experts have identified it, this is the authentic work of Wang Xi before he became famous 500 years ago, that is, the certificate was lost by that collector. ”

As he spoke, Pan Shiran's expression became a little solemn, Wang Xi is the most famous calligrapher in China, his calligraphy reputation has been spreading, but there are few authentic works, most of them are imitations of ancient works, but even some imitation works, in modern times, can be auctioned for a high price.

What's more, what the middle-aged man is talking about now is actually Wang Xi's real work?

Isn't it being deceived?

Pan Shiran gently picked up the paper roll in the box and slowly spread it out, the middle-aged man next to him frowned, "Hey, Xiao Er, do you know how to appraise? Who is the most senior treasure connoisseur in your store? Call out to help me appraise it, and the reward will be indispensable for you." ”

"No need to scream, I've already identified it. Pan Shiran glanced at him lightly, "It's fake." ”

"You, what nonsense are you talking about? This is obviously the real thing, I bought it back from the famous collector in Hong Kong, and it cost me 8 million!!" The middle-aged man rushed from his heart to the back of his head with anger, gritted his teeth excitedly, and smashed his fist on the counter, "You just take a casual look at it, and say it's fake, do you want to be beaten?!"

"This gentleman, because the traces of fraud in this calligraphy painting are too obvious..."

"Bullshit!" The middle-aged man couldn't listen to it at all, and glared at Pan Shiran fiercely, "What kind of treasure building are you, this is a fake store, you can't be a treasure appreciator, no treasure connoisseur is there, just a little two is in the store, you just wait for me to complain to you!"

The middle-aged man pulled the woman next to him and walked directly towards the door, walked to the door, and spit on the floor with a disdainful face, "Garbage Treasure Building!"

"Stop!"