Collectors are coming in.

Mr. Xie sat in the middle seat and waited and seeed.

There are a total of five Shang and Zhou bronzes in this auction.

Every time the hammer sounded, Mr. Xie Linfeng's temples had to jump heavily.

Especially when the cold mechanical voice announced the news of the sale of a certain bronze, the green tendons on Mr. Xie's temples were very obvious, and he wanted to fight for it several times, but he was stopped by the secretary of the Xiangbo Cultural Relics Protection Group.

"I know, I know. The ultimate goal is to get rid of it. ”

Mr. Xie brushed away the secretary's hand. Swallow full of grievances.

Perhaps, in a certain aspect, these bronzes are not unique, or perhaps the research value, artistic value, historical value, and humanistic value are not as good as the utensils.

But each bronze has symbolized a certain period of time, what the ancients believed in, and what the ancients worshipped. It's all treasures. Then he could only watch as the bronzes were taken away one by one. They don't know where they will go, and they don't know if their next owner knows how to take care of them.

"These bronzes may be seen at the next auction, but they are not the same, they are extremely valuable, and every time they appear at auction, they may be the last to appear. ”

The secretary reminded again.

There are tens of millions of treasures that have flowed out of China due to a hundred years of war, and it is too much labor and money to want to buy each of them back.

One can only strive for cultural relics of special significance.

This time, there is only one goal, and that is the sacrificial bronze vessel forged by the vessel family in the late Shang and Zhou dynasties.

The rest of the bronzes can only endure the pain of love.

When the secretary communicated with Mr. Xie, the host cleared his throat and was extremely serious:

"The next auction item is a rare bronze revelry, and I think all the gentlemen and ladies present have appreciated its charm in these days of pre-auction exhibitions.

Even now, in my ears, there is still the crisp sound of the King of Fang Li's earrings hitting his body.

I have a hunch that a fierce battle about the King of Wei is about to kick off in this auction. ”

Amid a tingling eardrum-piercing applause, the host uttered a presiding speech in fluent London English.

The staff also pinched the time and pushed the dish to the chief.

The eyes of many collectors froze for a moment.

The bronze heavy vessels of the Shang and Zhou dynasties were already works of art that transcended countries and races.

Even if foreigners do not have the concept of cultural relics and the 5,000-year-old history of the Chinese family, they will be intoxicated by the ancient pattern of Kuilong engraved 3,000 years ago, admired by the shape as thick as a palace, and admired by the ears that can gently knock out the thousand-year-old sound......

Every inch of the skin of the King of Fang Wei is engraved with the words "Ancient and Modern".

"The reserve price is 30 million US dollars, please raise your cards. ”

The host hits the hammer to open the auction.

The rich man who loved collecting, especially bronzes, immediately took action.

The auction price went from $30 million to $30 million, and in just a few minutes, the price rose to $10 million.

Directly 400 million.

Mr. Xie fell into an ice cellar, his forehead covered with cold sweat, and according to this trend, it may exceed their estimated price.

The situation is dire!

The secretary on the side pursed his mouth tightly, and beads of sweat from his palms continued to ooze out.

However, prices are still climbing.

Fifteen years ago, 10 million dollars, now, I am afraid it can rise more than five times!

……

……

Chinese family.

Palace museum.

When Dean Shan inspected the Forbidden City today, he was always holding his mobile phone in his hand, and he was naturally waiting for good news from New York.

It is a cultural relic that can be selected for exhibitions that are prohibited from going abroad!

As for whether this King of Fang Wei can return smoothly, Dean Shan naturally never forgets it.

Far away in Hunan Province on the shore of Dongting Lake, the staff of the Hunan Provincial Museum and many entrepreneurs are also looking forward to it.

Mr. Xie Linfeng had sent a message when he entered the venue just now.

They only need to wait half an hour to see what happens.

However, in the scorching atmosphere, every minute and second is torture for these entrepreneurs and staff who want the national treasure to return home.

For half an hour, people kept standing up, frowning, pacing back and forth in the hall.

Mr. Xu, who was far away in Jinling, was also paying attention to the news of the dish.

Mr. Xu's hometown is Hunan Province, but his old friends from his youth are all in Jinling, so Mr. Xu naturally moved over with his wife.

At the beginning, Qin Huai showed his jade carving skills on Mr. Xu's birthday, and it was because the old man was from Hunan that he carved the phoenix nirvana.

……

As for Qin Huai.

Although he is inevitably worried, he is subconsciously quite confident that the national treasure will return home smoothly.

It's all ready to come to this point, I guess God can't bear to disappoint all the people who care about the national treasure on the way home?

Qin Huai's personality is like this, although he is worried, he will not jump in a hurry. However, he couldn't let Qin Huai carve in this situation - although he had gained a lot of insights during his forty-day travel, he couldn't calm down.

"Let's go and visit Mr. Yan. ”

Qin Huai took out the golden cardboard box in the suitcase and went out with Shang Ya.

The journey takes forty-five minutes.

Qin Huai came to the door of Old Mr. Yan's residence.

For Qin Huai, the security guard was too impressed, Yushu Linfeng was a young man, and he could be called the most special guest, so he gave it to Qin Huai without saying a word.

Qin Huai was not polite, and led Shang Ya through the vegetable furrow in the front yard.

"Hmm, didn't Mr. Yan move the bricks to the front yard in the morning and back to the backyard in the evening?"

Qin Huai glanced at the corner of the wall suspiciously, and found that the corner of the wall that should have been stacked with half-human height bricks and stones was actually empty.

"Mr. Yan can't be sick, right?"

Thinking of this, Qin Huai quickened his pace, stood in the living room and shouted.

"Mr. Yan. ”

There was an immediate response in the study, Qin Huai pushed the door and entered, and Mr. Yan was holding his wife's hand and writing calligraphy together.

"Haha. ”

Shang Ya and Qin Huai laughed tacitly.

The old lady wore a small flower folded from the courtyard on her head, silver hair with red flowers, although the years have left wrinkles, but the elegance is still the same.

"White-haired and flower-wearing, don't smile, years never defeat a beauty!"

Mr. Yan is serious.

"Yes, time never defeats beauty. ”

Qin Huai immediately restrained his smile and thought so!

"Anyway...... Mr. Yan didn't move the bricks in the backyard today?"

"I suddenly felt ten years younger this morning, so I moved back and forth once, and I will move twice a day in the future!"

Mr. Yan was quite complacent, not at all like a seventy-six-year-old man.

"That's a good thing. By the way, I brought back a gift for the old gentleman and the old lady. ”

Qin Huai opened the cardboard box and placed a gold-plated bronze mask on the table, the bronze mask was shining with gold and a strange shape.

Mr. Yan pushed his reading glasses and looked at them for a few minutes:

"You, you, you still give such a valuable thing. To create such a realistic and charming Sanxingdui bronze mask, only the old man Yan in Shuchuan is right?

That ghost guy is so stingy that he often sits on the ground and makes offers, slaughtering customers. What good baby did you trade it for?"

Speaking of Old Man Yan, Old Mr. Yan couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"It was given to me by Mr. Yan. ”

Qin Huai was a little puzzled.

Miserly?

brought Qin Huai to the work point, and asked Qin Huai to pick a bronze at random, and at the same time personally created a set of small bronze masks for Qin Huai.

Where is such a little old man stingy?

"Old man Yan sent you?!"

Old Mr. Yan was taken aback, a little more surprised than Qin Huai. I seem to have heard something really new.

"The sun is coming out of the west! Old man Yan is a notoriously miser, he slaughtered the bronze collectors in the Bay Area, Xiangjiang, and Dongying, and you were the first person to let that little guy give generously. ”

……

"Ahh

Old man Yan touched his itchy nose, and the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated with a whine.

"Ouch, isn't this Brother Su? If you don't have anything to do, go to the Three Treasures Palace, just say it, what are you looking for me. ”

"I'm really looking for you. ”

Mr. Su was sitting on a rose chair, with a picture of snow hanging on the wall behind him, and a few dull-headed dogs rolling and frolicking in the snow, which was the work of Mr. Xu.

Originally, the New York auction was going to welcome it back, but it was taken away by the wave of people who bought the Takaoka bronze ware at a price higher than 200 million. ”

"Two hundred million!?"

Old man Yan narrowed his eyes.

Takaoka ......

Toei Copper Art is the most Takaoka in Toyama Prefecture. Takaoka bronze ware originated in the Changqing period, about 390 years ago, and flourished in the Edo period, that is, during the Qianlong period of our country.

Later, Dongying has been passed down without war.

Takaoka Coppersmith has won a gold medal at the World's Fair in Vienna, Austria.

So far, the fame has become higher and higher, and now it is the only copper art production area in Dongying.

Hundreds of years old production area, some financial resources.

"It's still a thief, and you covet the good things of my Chinese family, right?"

Old man Yan laughed coldly.

"However, Old Man Yan, I am poor and short-minded, and I can't buy it back with 200 million at all. ”

Mr. Yan, who was frightened when he heard the 200 million, sat cross-legged on the workbench like a kang.

"Nope. The man on Gao Gang's side handed Mr. Xie a note. The content of the note is the reason why I came to you. ”

"Oh? ”

Mr. Yan crossed his legs.