Chapter 510: Entering Beijing

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It is recorded in the "Complete Works of Tang Ying" that Tang Ying once fired three pairs of porcelain ducks to pay tribute to Emperor Qianlong, among which the Palace Museum in Beijing also has a bionic duck that is consistent with this pair of porcelain ducks, but these pairs of porcelain ducks are not recognized.

It shows that this pair of porcelain ducks should not be one of the three pairs of porcelain ducks in the record, as for why this pair of porcelain ducks was made, Meng Zitao is not very clear.

But in any case, the number of such porcelain ducks is very rare, so far, Mencius Tao has only seen the collection in the Forbidden City album, and there is only one.

For antiques, if one of the original pairs of things is missing, the value will definitely be greatly reduced, and it is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

Therefore, if a single piece of porcelain duck is worth about two million, it can be worth at least five million if it is paired.

Finding that this was actually a pair of coveted genuine products, Meng Zitao of course had no possibility of hesitation, and asked directly about the price: "Boss, how much does this pair of things cost?"

The stall owner raised his head and looked at the pair of porcelain ducks that Meng Zitao was referring to.

This pair of porcelain ducks is a few days ago, he spent nearly 10,000 yuan to enter, antiques are generally sold above the purchase price of a roll, double the sale, so that even if there is no work in vain, otherwise it is not profitable, of course, it also depends on the quality of the thing and other factors.

This pair of porcelain ducks was bought by him for 10,000 yuan, and after thinking about it, he offered 30,000 yuan, quadrupled, and there was room for counteroffer.

As soon as Meng Zitao saw this price, he knew that the other party should regard the pair of porcelain ducks as imitations, which was also an obvious thing, so he casually bargained for 10,000 yuan.

This counteroffer, so that the stall owner was surprised, although he did not know Meng Zitao, but also saw the scene of Meng Zitao in Lao Niu just now, thinking that it should be a fellow practitioner, after all, his offer here is different from the store, in this case, Meng Zitao can also bargain 10,000 yuan, proving that the value of this pair of porcelain ducks is likely to be much higher than 30,000 yuan.

This made the stall owner a little pity, but since the quotation was in front, he could not take it back, which is the rule in the antique shop.

However, it can't go up again, and it can't fall back again, so the stall owner stared at 30,000 and stopped dropping.

Meng Zitao originally felt that the stall owner's offer of 30,000 yuan was not high, and the counteroffer was just a routine, so he agreed, took out three stacks of 100 yuan bills from his bag, and handed them to the stall owner.

The stall owner ordered the money a little helplessly, and Meng Zitao asked him for a newspaper wrapped up, and then took the things and left.

Not long after Meng Zitao left, Song Zhili appeared in front of the stall owner: "Xiaoqian, what did the shopkeeper Meng buy from you just now?"

"Shopkeeper Meng?" the stall owner immediately reacted and said with some surprise: "You mean, he is the famous Meng Zitao?"

"Yes, don't you know him?" Song Zhili said pretending to be surprised.

The stall owner said honestly: "He has been out for a while, how can I meet him when I just came?"

"Oh, you don't know him. ā€

Song Zhili pretended to say, "Then he won't pick up a leak from you, right?"

The stall owner sneered: "He didn't pick up the leaks here with me, what does it have to do with you, don't think I don't know the relationship between you and Shopkeeper Meng." ā€

Song Zhili laughed a few times: "Hehe, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that, I just cared about it, after all, Shopkeeper Meng is the vane of our antique street, just curious." ā€

Song Zhili asked the stall owner not to misunderstand, and then left.

Don't look at the stall owner, he knows that Song Zhili is sowing discord, but Song Zhili's words still have some impact on him, especially the pair of porcelain ducks is really good, plus Meng Zitao is willing to spend 30,000 yuan to buy it, it must be a fine product, he originally regretted not opening a high price, and now Song Zhili's words are like a needle pierced in his heart.

"By the way, what is the origin of such a porcelain duck? I seem to remember that Tang Ying fired it first, right?"

At this time, the stall owner suddenly thought of the origin of this kind of porcelain duck, and hurriedly opened the book and turned to the page that introduced Tang Ying, and after reading the detailed introduction of Tang Ying, he recalled the details of the pair of porcelain ducks, his face changed immediately, and his heart was full of a series of negative emotions such as remorse, pain, and depression.

Song Zhili actually didn't go far, he looked back and saw the stall owner's expression from a distance, how could he not understand that his words had a role, and his mood suddenly improved, and he walked towards Shang Guzhai with a small song: "Hehe, go back and find someone to talk to this kid." ā€

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In the evening, Meng Zitao said goodbye to his parents, He Wanyi and others, went to the airport alone, checked in, and got on the plane. After just two hours of air flight, he arrived at the Beijing airport.

Speaking of which, from childhood to adulthood, Meng Zitao was the first time to set foot on the land of the capital, as soon as he got off the plane, he began to look around, although there was no special scenery on the side of the airport, but the endless flow of vehicles and pedestrians, or let him feel the feeling that the capital should have.

When Meng Zitao walked to the gate of the airport, he saw someone holding a sign with his name written on it, which should be the driver sent by Shu Ze who arrived in advance to greet him.

It turned out that Meng Zitao had not guessed wrong, and when he walked over to reveal his identity, the man immediately smiled and told Meng Zitao that it was indeed sent by Shu Ze. He led Meng Zitao to the parking place, helped put away the luggage, and let Meng Zitao get in the car, and then drove away slowly.

Sitting in the car, Meng Zitao looked at the scenery on the side of the road with great interest, and as the vehicle drove on the wide road, he also saw some more famous buildings from time to time.

Although it was just a matter of watching the flowers, Meng Zitao still had a sense of excitement about entering Beijing, so he asked the driver for the location of some scenery so that he could come and play in his spare time. The driver also gave a detailed introduction to Meng Zitao.

Just when the two were communicating, the car continued to go deep into the city center, and came to a group of green bricks and green tiles, antique buildings, which were clearly traditional courtyard houses.

The atmosphere of this place is different from the bustling streets just now, and the environment is peaceful and quiet, as if a place has suddenly changed.

The car slowly stopped at the door of a courtyard house.

"Have you arrived?" Meng Zitao asked.

"When I arrived, this is Shu Shao's residence in the capital. ā€

The driver asked Meng Zitao to get out of the car, and walked into the courtyard with Meng Zitao familiarly.

Although it is already night, Mencius can still appreciate the scenery of the courtyard under the light of the street lamp, which is indeed the fragrance of birds and flowers, and the scenery is charming.

Meng Zitao likes this kind of courtyard very much, it is impossible to have the idea that he does not have in his heart, but he does not live in the capital, and the courtyard will be vacant if he buys it, in addition, it is not easy to buy a courtyard house in these years, and the key price can be described as an inch of land, although he can buy it, but it is really not necessary to think about it.

When he was about to walk to a courtyard, Mencius heard laughter from afar, and they were all acquaintances.

Walking into the courtyard, Meng Zitao saw Shu Ze, Zhong Jinxian and Lu Baocheng drinking while barbecuing.

Seeing Meng Zitao come in, Shu Ze smiled and said, "Haha, Zitao is finally here." ā€

Zhong Jinxian smiled: "Zitao, we have been waiting for you here for a while, and if you don't come again, this charcoal fire will be extinguished." ā€

Meng Zitao greeted everyone with a smile, and then said, "Okay, then I'll punish myself with three cups." ā€

"With the amount of alcohol you drink, only a cup like this can match you. ā€

Shu Ze took out three cups, estimated to be two liters, and poured three full beers.

Meng Zitao smiled: "I said, even if I can drink enough, but your three glasses are too exaggerated, right?"

Shu Ze smiled: "Don't talk nonsense, you just say whether to drink or not." ā€

Meng Zitao smiled without saying a word, picked up the wine glass and drank all three glasses of wine in one breath, he poured the last cup upside down, burped and said, "How is it, okay?"

"Awesome! I said that Zitao is massive, you still don't believe it, what do you think now?"

Shu Ze gave Meng Zitao a thumbs up, and the other two people simply looked stupid, it was really hard to imagine that Meng Zitao actually drank six liters of beer directly, they couldn't help but wonder, what kind of stomach is this?

For Meng Zitao, drinking six liters of beer was really nothing, and his body didn't react much, but he didn't act too well, so he went to the bathroom.

Back in the courtyard, Meng Zitao sat down and drank and barbecued with everyone.

"Aze, do you know where my master is now?" Meng Zitao asked.

Shu Ze said: "Because my uncle is one of the judges, due to confidentiality, he lives in a quiet place for the time being, you can wait and then go to see him." ā€

Meng Zitao nodded: "No problem, anyway, the day after tomorrow is the day of the competition, and I'm not in a hurry." ā€

Zhong Jinxian asked, "Then what are you going to do tomorrow?"

Meng Zitao said: "I will go to my department tomorrow to report, it will take half a day at most, and in the afternoon, I will take a walk in the capital." Speaking of which, I am also a country guy entering the city, and the first time I come to the capital, I must visit those thunderous attractions. ā€

Zhong Jinxian hurriedly volunteered: "Then I'll take you there." ā€

Lu Baocheng laughed: "Hey, why don't I usually see you so positive, is there something you want Zitao to help with?"

Zhong Jinxian waved his hand: "What's the matter, am I that kind of person? Tomorrow, my task is to compensate Zitao for a good meal, and other things will be talked about after the game." ā€

Shu Ze smiled: "Haha, it's a nice thing to say, I don't want Zitao to help, let's talk about it, what the hell is going on." ā€

Zhong Jinxian pointed at Shu Ze: "Look at what kind of person I think of." ā€

While speaking, he also gave Meng Zitao a look.

Meng Zitao understood Zhong Jinxian's thoughts, probably because he didn't want others to know that he was now playing Tian Huang, so he smiled and said nothing.

However, Zhong Jinxian's movements were noticed by Lu Baocheng, and he smiled: "Don't make any eyes, what can't you tell us?" )