Chapter 160: The Five Flower God Cups (I)

Wang Zhixuan said: "This competition will be held in about half a month, you can't have time in time?"

Meng Zitao was a little puzzled: "Why is the time so tight?"

Wang Zhixuan said: "You don't know Gao Kuiquan, an old fox, this event was proposed by him, he will definitely prepare first, it is likely that it has been selected within their antique association, and if you give other associations less time to prepare, you will be able to take a small advantage." ”

Meng Zitao smiled: "Actually, this is normal, they definitely want to keep the championship in their own territory, but half a month is no different from two months, after all, it is impossible for our line of business to improve by leaps and bounds within two months." ”

"Yes. Wang Zhixuan nodded, and then asked, "Is it convenient for you to go in half a month? If it is inconvenient, then I will arrange for someone else to go." ”

Meng Zitao thought for a while: "There should be time, but let's arrange a replacement, I will contact you in advance." ”

"Okay......

After separating from Wang Zhixuan, Meng Zitao came to his shop.

At this time, Zhu Xinyue was the only one in the antique shop, and Zhu Xinyue told him that Hu Yuanliang had gone to the museum to help, and he should call Hu Yuanliang to come back.

Meng Zitao waved his hand to say that he didn't need to, and then asked Zhu Xinyue if he was ready to take over the antique shop during this time.

Zhu Xinyue told Meng Zitao about his harvest during this time, and Meng Zitao was quite satisfied after listening to it.

Zhu Xinyue said in the end, with a shy expression: "Boss, I think I'm still too young, and I can't compare to you, I feel that it's not suitable for me to manage a store alone." ”

Meng Zitao smiled and asked, "If I still let you manage this antique shop, what do you want?"

Zhu Xinyue said: "If there is a master, an elder like Shopkeeper Hu helps me check the gates, it's fine." ”

Meng Zitao thought for a while, considering that he was already preparing to transform the antique shop into a private club, the palm eye master also needed it, but this matter is not something that can be done at one touch, and such an important position as the palm eye master must be rather lacking than abundant.

Meng Zitao reassured Zhu Xinyue that he would take care of everything. Then, he took stock in the store and found that there was not much shortage of low-quality items, but the number of high-quality items was less.

This is also something that can't be helped, who called the price here, if it's not rare, how can it be valuable?

But high-quality antiques can't be without, otherwise the store's business will be poor, and it will also affect its reputation. If a customer comes to the door with a lot of anticipation, only to find that there is nothing good in the store, and this is going to get out, it will be a joke.

Therefore, the antique shop is not so easy to open, and it will definitely not last long without three-thirds.

Getting back to business, Meng Zitao thought about what he had to do and went downstairs.

"Teacher Meng, I'm going to trouble you again today. ”

As soon as Meng Zitao appeared in the shop on the first floor, he saw an old man in his fifties and sixties bowing his hand to Meng Zitao with a smile on his face.

Meng Zitao said hello to the old man and said with a smile: "Old Su, if you have something to say, just say it." ”

The old man's name is Su Xingshun, and he is the one who gave his son what Meng Zitao said before, and came to Meng Zitao to settle accounts. Since that time, he may have come to the store every once in a while because he felt embarrassed.

Su Xingshun sighed, with a slight sadness on his face: "It's not my unscrupulous son, this time I got into trouble again, and I can only sell a few pieces of the collection for emergency." ”

Meng Zitao knows Su Xingshun's son too well, this guy is a bastard, he knows how to mess around all day long, he doesn't work, he only knows how to gnaw at the old, Su Xingshun and his wife can't do anything about him, they are so angry that they want to break off the relationship between father and son, but considering that there is only such a son, they are really reluctant.

"What's wrong with him?"

"He went and borrowed from a loan shark. ”

Meng Zitao shook his head secretly, how can usury be so easy to borrow, it is completely a bottomless pit.

"Old Su, I don't think it's a problem for you to go on like this, so let's think of a way as soon as possible. ”

"Hey, maybe we owe him in our last life, but we discussed, after paying back the money this time, we will leave him alone and let him fend for himself. ”

Su Xingshun's face was full of helplessness, he was silent for a moment, and said, "Don't mention this, please help me take a look at these things." ”

"Okay. ”

After a while, except for a painting and calligraphy work, Meng Zitao made an appraisal of the other things brought by Su Xingshun.

When I opened the scroll, I saw a cursive calligraphy work, signed by Bada Shanren. Needless to say, if this work is genuine, it must be worth at least tens of millions.

Needless to say, Meng Zitao's level of calligraphy was no longer too much, he glanced at it, and he said, "Old Su, do you know the meaning of this cursive work?"

Su Xingshun nodded and said, "I know, this is a praise for the Flower God Cup." ”

Meng Zitao said: "Then you should know that this is not a genuine work, right?"

The reason is very simple, when the Bada Shanren died, Emperor Kangxi had not passed away, and as a Bada Shanren, it was impossible to make a poem praising the Flower God Cup, which was not in line with common sense.

Su Xingshun said that he knew: "Although this work is not genuine, I think it should also be a masterpiece." ”

"There is no doubt that this person's calligraphy level is very high, but it is difficult to say that he is not a famous artist. ”

Meng Zitao explained: "The reason why I say this is because of the problem of paper, I don't know if you have noticed, this paper is actually the Red Star paper of the 80s. ”

Su Xingshun was stunned when he heard this, and hurriedly stepped forward to check, and then smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, I read it wrong, forget about this calligraphy." ”

Meng Zitao smiled: "The author's level is still very good, and the work still has some value." However, it stands to reason that with his level of calligraphy, in this day and age, there is no need to make fakes to make a living. ”

Su Xingshun hurriedly asked, "You mean to say that this work was made in recent years?"

"Yes, so I'd like to ask you about the seller, and if you can, I'd like to talk to the author. ”

Meng Zitao really felt that the author's calligraphy level was very good, and if he wanted to improve his current level, in addition to regular practice, communication was also very important.

In addition, this work praises the Flower God Cup, and Meng Zitao doubts whether the author will have the Flower God Cup in his hand, and if so, he hopes to be able to buy it and strive to collect a complete set as soon as possible.

"Okay, I'll ask you now. Su Xingshun said.

"Don't worry, take care of your affairs first. ”

Meng Zitao summed up the price of the things that Su Xingshun brought and gave a preferential price, in business, he couldn't not make any money at all, but it was better than other places.