Chapter 535: Treasure Hunt in the Ghost Market (4) (21/60)
Meng Zitao originally thought that this would not be too coincidental, until he took a look at it, and found that these jadeite square cards were just C jadeite, that is, jadeite that had been artificially dyed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but these pieces of C jadeite products are still relatively realistic, and they can reach the level of fakeness.
So, Meng Zitao immediately came up with an idea to replace the genuine product with C jadeite.
To say, for connoisseurs, C jadeite is still relatively easy to identify, but the key is that the stall owner is a connoisseur? If he is a connoisseur, he will not sell the real thing as a fake.
Moreover, the light was not good just now, and the stall owner didn't look carefully, Meng Zitao felt that his idea should be successful, even if he was recognized by the other party, he could deny it.
In fact, it is quite rare for a businessman in the antiques industry to want to get something back and put it into practice, and Meng Zitao has never encountered it before, and he has basically never heard of anyone doing this.
Therefore, Meng Zitao did this just in case, but he didn't expect the other party to really do it because of his red eyes, and like Meng Zitao's judgment, this person's eyesight is limited, and he treats the fake as the real thing.
Meng Zitao said with a smile: "This is called self-inflicted, but I don't plan to spend this money myself, I am going to put it in a charitable foundation under my name to fund a few more poor students, I believe that these students will read his good." β
"Ah, Brother Meng, do you still have a charitable foundation under your name?" Tian Mengmeng was surprised.
"It was established at the beginning of the year, mainly to support poor students. Meng Zitao briefly told the two of them the reason for the establishment of the foundation.
Tian Mengmeng said: "I really didn't expect that Brother Meng, your heart is so good." β
Meng Zitao waved his hand: "Don't say that, I just think that I should do something for the society after making money, but it's nothing." β
"How can it be nothing, I think it's better to have more people like you in society, unlike someone, who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. Tian Mengmeng glanced at Zhong Jinxian with disgust.
Zhong Jinxian smiled bitterly: "Why do I only know how to eat, drink and have fun? Besides, I also have a charitable foundation." β
"You didn't do it. β
"Yes, change Ming'er, I'll go register one......
"Don't, don't. Meng Zitao hurriedly interrupted the conversation between the two and said: "As the old saying goes, a twisted melon is not sweet, and you must be sincere in doing charity, otherwise why bother if you don't spend the money?"
Meng Zitao persuaded him a few words, and immediately changed the topic and said, "Didn't you just ask, what kind of jade is that piece? β
Tian Mengmeng was a little surprised: "Isn't jadeite a glass species, an ice species, or the like?"
Zhong Jinxian said: "Ordinary jadeite is divided into water by texture, and the 'wood kind' is named after the site, which is a high-grade seed material in the jadeite market, producing Mu Nachangkou, which is the oldest and most famous in the Hpakant field area of Myanmar, and it is also an old pit area with a large output. β
"The jadeite produced at the mouth of the Kinaba is known for its bright and uniform green color, transparent and clear water, and most of it has obvious punctate cotton, but this does not affect its high grade. However, the annual production of wood is very small, and the high-end ones are even more priceless, so I don't understand why they appear in that stall. β
Meng Zitao shrugged his shoulders: "I don't know much about this, so let's treat it as a gift from God." Okay, let's go shopping again, and I'll show you when it's convenient. β
"Okay. Zhong Jinxian nodded and said with a smile: "Let's go together next, I also want to touch your good luck." β
Meng Zitao smiled: "Hehe, if you can't meet someone who is satisfactory for a while, don't blame me." β
Meng Zitao is indeed in a word, and the stall owners who went to the ghost market are about to close their stalls, and everyone has not gained much, as if they have used up all their good luck after picking up the leaks just now.
Zhong Jinxian stood up: "Come on, it seems that I can't meet a satisfactory one today, I'm really depressed." β
Meng Zitao smiled: "Maybe you didn't follow me just now, but now you have gained a few good things." β
Zhong Jinxian shook his head and said, "Hey, it's all fate!"
As soon as the words fell, the two of them heard Tian Mengmeng ask the young vendor in front of them, "Boss, how do you sell this small box?"
"Oh, girl, you have such good eyesight. β
The young peddler was packing up his things, raised his eyes and looked at the incense burner, and immediately boasted: "It's not that I praise it, this box is handed down by my grandfather, he bought it from the eunuch, you should be able to guess the origin, by the way, it is the eunuch who came out of the palace." β
"I'll tell you, I was reluctant to change this thing before, no, now the financial crisis has no choice, I can only endure the pain of love, if you want it, I don't want much, you just give eighty-eight thousand. β
When Zhong Jinxian heard this, he laughed and said, "Eighty-eight, I think it's eighty-eight." β
The young peddler glanced at Zhong Jinxian: "Little brother, what you said is boring, eighty-eight? This is cloisonnΓ© enamel! Do you know what cloisonnΓ© enamel is? In the Qing Dynasty, it was exclusively used by the royal family, and eighty-eight could not even buy a single hair." β
Tian Mengmeng said: "Boss, don't come to the void, if it's a good thing, you can put it here? And, to be honest, I also thought it was still looking good, so I bought it back and prepared to be a flower pot, give me a hundred yuan. β
"You're using this as a flower pot?"
"It's hard to be a flower pot, I think this thing is just a flower pot, a hundred yuan can't be more. β
When the young peddler heard this, he said impatiently, "Okay, what should you do, why do you go, a hundred yuan, you should send Hanako!"
"Hey, how do you speak?" Tian Mengmeng frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied.
The peddler stood up and said loudly in a rage: "I'm just talking like this, what's the matter! If you don't have any money, get out of the way, and pretend to be a big-tailed wolf!"
Zhong Jinxian also became angry when he heard this: "Paralyzed, grandson, how can you speak! Believe it or not, I will beat you!"
"If you have the ability, don't think that there are many of you, I'm afraid of you!" The hawker was also very imposing, but from his flickering eyes, it could be seen that the confidence in his heart may not be so sufficient.
Seeing the people around him, Meng Zitao hurriedly persuaded him, and a middle-aged stall owner next to him also hurriedly got up and said, "Xiao Zhu, don't be so angry early in the morning, we businessmen are angry and make money." β
The peddler muttered: "I also want to make money in harmony, the key is that I have 15 yuan in this box, and she wants to buy it if she is 100, what kind of person am I, do charity?"
"Okay, let's not say a word. β
The middle-aged stall owner persuaded the vendor, and then said to Meng Zitao with a smile on his face: "I'm sorry, my brother has a bad business today, and he is a little unhappy. β
Tian Mengmeng said angrily: "If you don't get angry, you can't get angry at us, besides, it's not our business if his business is not good, if you have the ability to take more good things, can your business be bad?"
The middle-aged stall owner said with a pleasant face: "You dissipate your anger, or else, this box is even one hundred and fifteen, don't think it's expensive, you can go and inquire, it's not easy to take down a box of this quality if it's not three hundred." β
Tian Mengmeng snorted: "Don't, it's really rare for me!"
The peddler also snorted, sat back on the stool and rearranged his things, and Meng Zitao didn't want to be like him, so they didn't say anything.
Everyone was distracted by this vendor, and was about to leave, when Meng Zitao noticed a bowl on the middle-aged stall owner who had persuaded him just now, so he walked over again.
Meng Zitao picked up the bowl and looked at it, which was painted in foreign colors.
As the name suggests, from the word "foreign" in "foreign color", it is known that it is related to the West. Tang Ying of the Qing Dynasty once expressed it like this: "Western-colored vessels, the new imitation of Western enamel painting in this dynasty, round white ware, five-color painting, imitation of Western, so it is called foreign color." The figures, landscapes, flowers, and feathers are all finely detailed, and the pigments used are the same color as the enamel. β
This is the yellow ground foreign color hook lotus pattern bowl, the shape is upright, the fetal quality is white and delicate, the bowl is covered with white glaze, the heart of the bowl is painted with alum red five bats, meaning five blessings, the outer wall is made of bright yellow glaze as the ground, and six blooming flowers such as pastel painted lily, phalaenopsis, lotus and so on, with dense green leaves and various small flowers, the foot is filled with white glaze book blue and white seal book year number "Daqing Road Light Year System".
Judging from the glaze and pigment of the bowl, this bowl should be a genuine product, and it is still relatively rare to be able to point out in all aspects.
Tian Mengmeng was attracted by the bowl in Meng Zitao's hand, and sighed lightly: "Hey, this bowl is very beautiful, what kind of color is it?"
"It's foreign color. Meng Zitao didn't say much, and asked the stall owner, "Boss, how many items are there?"
"This number. The middle-aged stall owner compared a number of nine to Meng Zitao.
"This bowl costs nine hundred, and a very beautiful bowl on the Internet doesn't cost so much money, it's too expensive. Tian Mengmeng pretended to be surprised and said, in fact, she also knew that since it was something that Meng Zitao had taken a fancy to, it would definitely not be possible to stop at only nine hundred yuan, she said this just a gag to help Meng Zitao bargain.
The middle-aged stall owner was not moved, and said with a smile: "Girl, I'm not saying that the things on the Internet are bad, but they are not antiques, and they are all made by machines, how can they be compared with me? Besides, my bowl is not 900 but 90,000." β
At this time, the young vendor next to him interjected: "Brother Zhou, don't waste your efforts, just rely on how they can pay 90,000 yuan, it's better to save effort and do someone else's business." β
The middle-aged stall owner turned his head and glared at the vendor: "Xiao Zhu, I don't have anything to do with you, you better take care of your own business!"
The peddler looked a little uneasy when he heard this, and said in his heart: "I am kind enough to help you not appreciate it, I want to see how much you can sell in the end?"
The middle-aged stall owner changed his smiling face and said to Meng Zitao: "Little brother, I can see that you can see this object at a glance, you must understand its value, I said that 90,000 yuan is really not expensive." β
Meng Zitao smiled and shook his head: "Boss, it's not me who said, even in the store, such an object is not used for 90,000, I think 20,000 is about the same." β
"Hey, twenty thousand, can you get that much money?" the vendor next to him sneered again.
"Xiao Zhu, don't say a word!"
The middle-aged stall owner was a little dissatisfied in his heart, reprimanded the vendor, and then said to Meng Zitao: "Little brother, you said that I am 90,000 yuan, but your 20,000 yuan is too low, let's take a step back, how about 70,000?"
"Forty thousand!"
"It's really not good, at least sixty-five thousand. β
"Boss, I want to buy it, 50,000 is OK. β
"Sixty thousand, it can't be lower. β
"Fifty-six thousand, I can give you cash. β
The stall owner pondered for a moment and agreed, "Okay, then fifty-six thousand." β
The vendor next to him was already angry because of today's bad business, but now when he saw that the stall owner was about to make a business of 56,000, his eyes were red and he was jealous, so he said without thinking: "Brother Zhou, you don't really believe his words, can you take out 56,000 cash at once? I think it's like a daydream." β
The hawker's ill intentions several times made Meng Zitao angry in his heart, and sneered: "If I can really come up with this money, what are you going to do?"
The peddler clasped his hands to his chest and sneered: "If you can come up with so much money right away, you can pick my things." β
Meng Zitao laughed and said, "You said this, don't regret it!"
To be on the safe side, the peddler added: "Yes, that's what I said, but you are not allowed to go to the bank to get it, and only you have cash alone." β
"Okay, promise you. Meng Zitao smiled coldly at the vendor, and then took out his handbag.
The peddler felt that Meng Zitao was just bluffing, this is a ghost market, who will bring so much cash to the ghost market, it doesn't make sense at all. Coupled with the fact that Tian Mengmeng was so ruthless in bargaining just now, he thought that Meng Zitao would definitely not be able to take out so much money.
But then, the peddler's expression froze as his expression froze, and he watched in disbelief as Meng Zitao took out six stacks of red banknotes from his handbag.
Speaking of which, just like the hawker thought, when Meng Zitao came, he really didn't bring so much cash, but with the payment paid by the stall owner who sold jadeite before, it was about the same.
"How is this possible, how can he get so much money?" the peddler froze, muttering the word "impossible" vigorously in his mouth, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.
On the contrary to the hawker, the middle-aged stall owner was quite happy, this bowl he had only spent less than 200 yuan when he got it, but now he has earned more than 260 times at once, and his heart is happy.
Just when the middle-aged stall owner took the money, the vendor came back to his senses, at this time he looked at the money in the stall owner's hand, it was really envious, jealous and hateful, the whole person was a little irrational, and blurted out: "Brother Zhou, you have to take care of this money, last time Lao Xi sold only a pot, and all he received was fake money, and the lesson is not profound!"
Meng Zitao glanced at the peddler deeply, originally he didn't want to take the previous bet seriously, but this time he wouldn't give up, and said: "It's a natural thing to check the money, but you care so much, do you want to help too?"
The peddler kept silent, after all, he was not a middle-aged stall owner, and he couldn't take it.
The middle-aged stall owner spent a lot of time checking the money one by one, and after repeatedly confirming that there was no problem, he said to Meng Zitao with a smile: "Little brother, there are a total of 56,000 here." β
When the vendor listened to the stall owner's words, his face turned red, and his eyes were rolling around, trying to find a way to divert everyone's attention.
However, Meng Zitao would not forgive him, and he said to the vendor with a smile: "This friend, just now you swore that if I take out this money, you will let me pick a thing, I heard this right?"
The peddler didn't dare to look at Meng Zitao at this time, and pretended to be deaf and dumb, refusing to say how to solve the problem.
Meng Zitao's eyes became fierce: "Why, you only move your mouth!"
It was definitely impossible for the peddler to admit the gamble just now, and he snorted a little weakly: "Did I say anything just now? No, if you can show evidence, I will admit it!"
The shamelessness of the hawker made everyone happy, but he didn't expect to meet such a brazen person, Zhong Jinxian looked eager to try, and was ready to do it as soon as Meng Zitao gave the order.
The middle-aged stall owner on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and hurriedly said: "Everyone, don't be impatient, this is okay, how about I send you something as an additive?"
Meng Zitao waved his hand: "Boss, I don't want your things, I don't have anything difficult for us to be strong people in this matter, you see what kind of person he is, he said some strange things three times and twice, even if he is a clay man, he has anger, today's matter, if he doesn't take things out, I will definitely not finish! Everyone, isn't this the reason?"
Meng Zitao arched his hand to the surrounding audience watching the excitement, and everyone also said yes, as long as they are normal people, they all agree with Meng Zitao's words.
Looking at the one-sided situation, the young peddler was also afraid, but it was still the same sentence, he would definitely not let Meng Zitao choose his things at will, otherwise he would die.
"What can I do about this...... Hey, there's a ......"
The young peddler suddenly thought of what Meng Zitao said just now, and then bent down and rummaged through the box behind him for a while, then took out something from it and handed it to Meng Zitao: "Here you go!"
Everyone thought that the vendor would come up with something, but when they saw it, it was actually a few copper coins, and they were all speechless for a while.
Zhong Jinxian suddenly became angry and scolded: "Paralyzed, you want to be shameless!"
The young peddler said confidently, "What's the matter, is there anything wrong with what I'm doing?" He just said that if I give him something, everyone can hear it clearly. Logically speaking, I'll give him a copper coin. β
Zhong Jinxian gave the hawker's brazenness to the amusement: "So, according to what you mean, we still have to say 'thank you' to you!"
"If you want to thank me, you can do it. β
"Believe it or not, I'll beat you to death!"
Seeing that Zhong Jinxian wanted to rush up, Meng Zitao hurriedly stopped him and said, "Forget it, I did say that just now, we are a mouthful of spit and a nail, there is no need to be with this kind of person." β
Speaking of this, Meng Zitao stared at the vendor and said, "Give me the things, and this matter will be forgotten today." β
Seeing Meng Zitao say this, the peddler was also relieved, and hurriedly handed over a few copper coins in his hand to Meng Zitao.
Meng Zitao took the copper coin and said to the vendor: "As an aside, don't come to Panjiayuan in the future, it's too embarrassing." β
"That's it!" the surrounding audience also agreed in unison.
The peddler was very embarrassed, hurriedly packed up his things, and left in a gloomy manner, and he really didn't come to Panjiayuan again since then, of course, this is a later story.
With the things in hand, the three of them walked out of Panjiayuan, Zhong Jinxian said as he walked: "Zitao, it's not me who said, you are just too good at talking, if it were me, I would have to let that guy peel off his skin." β
Tian Mengmeng said indignantly: "That's it, this kind of person is really shameless, and if you let him go like this, he won't think of your goodness." β
Meng Zitao smiled mysteriously: "Do you think I will suffer?
Zhong Jinxian took the copper coin and looked at it, with a look of surprise on his face: "This Xianfeng ingot, how does it look different from ordinary copper coins." β
"Show me!" Tian Mengmeng hurriedly asked Zhong Jinxian for it, and was surprised after reading it.
Meng Zitao said with a smile: "Actually, this is not an ordinary copper coin, but a carving mother. β
"What do you mean?" Zhong Jinxian and Tian Mengmeng looked at Meng Zitao suspiciously.
Meng Zitao explained: "The carving mother is actually the ancient mother money, that is to say, this is a 'Xianfeng ingot' mother money. There are very few written records about the production process of carving mothers in the Qing Dynasty, and there are two kinds of frequently cited summaries: one is the "Daquan Catalogue" of Bao Kang of the Qing Dynasty, and the other is the "Imperial Literature General Examination and Numismatic Examination". β
Bao Kang introduced in the "Daquan Catalogue": Every time a coin is minted, the money bureau first uses pure ivory to carve into a money pattern according to the style of the coin to be minted, and then it is approved by the officials of the money law hall, that is, the department in charge of the household department. β
"Skilled craftsmen in coppersmith shops who are qualified to take official orders then carve money-shaped molds with small square or round holes from fine copper, which are called ancestral coins or carved mothers. At that time, only skilled craftsmen could carve high-quality ancestral coins, and there was no sand during the impression process, resulting in a smooth money mold. β
"The quasi-carving mother must be approved by the money bureau before it can be used, and the piercing known as 'golden mouth' must be completed by the money bureau craftsman to complete the opening and piercing process, so that it becomes a secondary mold for impression recasting, and the mother money form. Then, through the impression of the mother coin, a large number of circulating currencies are officially minted. β
Zhong Jinxian suddenly said: "According to what you say, this carving mother should be quite precious, right?"
Meng Zitao said with a smile: "That's for sure, because the carving mothers are all hand-carved, and the pieces are different, which is in a very important position in the coin minting process." Because of its special nature, and the money bureau is often archived and stored after use, so the folk circulation is quite rare, and the particularity of its craftsmanship makes the carving mother have the incomparable artistic appreciation value of circulating money. Like this carving mother, it is estimated that there are more than one million in the current market value. β
Zhong Jinxian exclaimed: "Damn, more than a million! If that kid knew, I would probably vomit blood and die." (To be continued.) )