"I want to think about it, the price of this thing is not very good......"

The old man pinched his brow with his hand, there are very few Tang Bohu's works on the market in recent years, and even the price is a little inflated, although he likes this fan very much, but he is unwilling to buy it at a price close to auction.

"Well, sixty-five thousand, if anyone is higher than that, I don't want it......"

After thinking for a while, the old man gave a price, although the old man didn't believe the purchase price quoted by the Manchu army, but he was still very kind and added another 15,000 yuan to the price of 50,000 yuan.

"Okay, if my friend over there can't pay this price, this fan will be your old ......"

Man Jun was quite satisfied with the old man's offer, after all, he only bought this fan for 20,000 yuan, and he made twice as much as one change, and all the money lost in the car accident was made up.

"I guess I will have to live on this leg for a few days, if you want to sell it, just come to the hospital and find me......" The old man put the fan back into the wooden box, and then returned it to the Manchu army.

"Okay, old man, as long as my friend's offer is not as high as yours, I will send you something as soon as I am ready......" The fan that he had just recovered found his next home, and Man Jun was also very happy in his heart, and even the depression of hitting someone in a car accident was alleviated a little.

"Xiao Fang, you take care of your injuries, if the hospitalization deposit is not enough, call me......" Man Jun said to Fang Yi on the hospital bed, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Thank you, Big Brother Man......" Fang Yi nodded, this car accident actually can't be blamed entirely on the Manchu army, it is already very good that the other party can do this.

Man Jun, who was holding the wooden box, walked to the door of the ward, suddenly turned around, patted the door of his head and said, "Hey, by the way, old man, I haven't asked you for your name?"

"My surname is Sun, my name is Sun Lianda, you can call me Lao Sun......" The old man said his name with a smile.

"Let's call it Sun Lao......" Man Jun muttered a few words of the old man's name, and his body, which had already walked out of the door, suddenly stiffened there.

"Sun ...... Mr. Sun, you ...... Are you the Sun Lianda from the Jinling Museum?" The Man Jun who turned back had a shocked expression on his face, and when the old man identified the Tang Bohu fan just now, the Man Jun did not look so surprised.

"Haha, if you don't have the same name, it's me......"

Sun Lao laughed heartily, he has been dealing with antiques and cultural relics almost all his life, and he is even more familiar with those who are in the antique shop, but for those merchants who are profit-seeking antique dealers, Sun Lao is generally unwilling to make deep friends, at most it is to help them firm up some objects.

For the middle-aged man surnamed Man in front of him, Sun Lao is not very disgusted, the antique dealer who has always been cunning and profitable can do something like Man Jun after hitting someone, which is relatively rare, otherwise Sun Lao may not even say his name.

"Oh, I really don't know Tarzan with eyes......"

Hearing that Sun Lao reported that he was out of the house, the Manjun who walked out of the ward hurriedly turned back, rushed to the hospital bed in a few steps, held Sun Lao's hand tightly, and said: "I have always admired Sun Lao's name, but I didn't have the opportunity to meet him, and today is really a coincidence, I can get to know Sun Lao, ...... you."

Different from the inexplicable Fang Yi and others next to him, as a practitioner of the antique shop, the Manjun is simply thunderous about Sun Lao's name, not only him, but also in the whole country, as long as it is a person in the antique circle, ten of them have heard the name Sun Lianda.

While shaking hands, the information of the old man in front of him appeared in Manjun's mind.

Sun Lianda, the former director of the Jinling Museum, should be sixty-five years old, Sun Lianda was born in a scholarly family, and was exposed to calligraphy and painting ceramics by his parents since he was a child, and his literacy and historical knowledge are quite profound.

Sun Lianda has worked in the Jinling Museum all his life, took over the position of director of the Jinling Museum in the early eighties, and just stepped down from the position of director of the museum a few years ago, but it was after he stepped down that Sun Lianda's name really became loud in the antique shop.

When he used to work in the museum, the antiques identified by Sun Lianda were called cultural relics, and he rarely or never identified antiques outside, so although his reputation in the domestic cultural relics industry was very loud, not many people in the antique circle knew who Sun Lianda was.

However, after retiring, Sun Lianda had more contact with the outside world, and was rehired to work in the Palace Museum in Beijing for two years, and became one of the members of the domestic cultural relics appraisal committee, and participated in the identification of cultural relics recovered from abroad several times.

During a controversial appraisal of cultural relics, Sun Lianda concluded that a calligraphy and painting work by Dong Qichang of the Ming Dynasty was an imitation of the late Qing Dynasty, and had a dispute with a well-known domestic calligrapher and painter who was also on the appraisal committee at the time.

In the end, the working group concluded that the rice paper used in this painting did not match the age of Dong Qichang, which directly proved that Sun Lianda's identification results were correct.

After this incident, Sun Lianda became famous in the domestic antique appraisal circle, and was considered to be a representative of contemporary calligraphy and painting appraisal, because he rarely helped private appraisal and issue certificates, so his reputation in the circle was also very good, and the appraisal certificate he issued was hard to find.

In the past few years, Sun Lianda felt that his old age and energy were a little weak, so he resigned from the daily appraisal work of the committee, and returned to Jinling from the capital to live, but he rarely appeared in the meeting place of the antique circle, because although the Manchu army had heard of Sun Lao's name, he had never seen Sun Lianda.

"Old Sun, I'm in charge of this fan, 50,000 yuan for you......"

After learning that the old man in front of him was Sun Lianda, the Manjun put the wooden box in his hand at the head of Sun Lao's bed, and said sincerely: "This fan can make Sun Lao take a fancy to it, this is my Xiaoman's blessing, if you don't want it, you will look down on my Xiaoman......"

Seeing that Man Jun just heard the old man's name, he lowered the other party's offer by 15,000 yuan, the fat man couldn't help but touch Fang Yi's arm, and said in a low voice: "Fang Yi, do you say that this bald head has a broken brain?"

"Your brain is broken, Boss Man must have his thoughts when he does this...... Fang Yi replied in a low voice, although he was also a little inexplicable, but he could see that this old man named Sun Lianda should have a high status in Boss Man's business.

"Don't mind, Xiaoman, you're a businessman, don't ruin your reputation, let's show it to others first......"

Sun Lianda didn't hear Fang Yi and the fat man's words, but smiled and waved his hand, and said to Man Jun: "The market price of this fan is indeed about 50,000 yuan, and I will report you 65,000 yuan, which is about a third of the premium, if someone pays a higher price, it is naturally something that others should get......

"It's really two weirdos, one is going to sell cheaply, and the other is still unwilling to buy when it's cheap?" The conversation between Sun Lianda and Boss Man made the fat man next to him a little speechless.

"Okay then, Old Sun, I listen to you, if my friend can't offer this price, I'll come back and sell it to you......"

Although the Manchu army wanted to sell this painting to Sun Lianda cheaply, he had also heard of Sun Lianda's temper and knew that the old man in front of him was very decent, and he was afraid that he would not be cheap.

Seeing that he couldn't change Sun Lao's mind, Man Jun chatted with Sun Lao in the ward for a while, and then reluctantly said goodbye and left, but he made up his mind in his heart that he must stay in this ward and have more contact with Sun Lao in the next few days.

"Old Sun, he sells you cheaply, why don't you want it?" After the Manjun walked out of the ward, the fat man cried out in confusion, and suddenly it was 15,000 yuan cheaper, which was equivalent to his salary as a security guard for a year and a half without eating or drinking.

"Little fat man, this cheap is not easy to ......" Seeing the fat man's regretful look, Sun Lao couldn't help laughing and said: "If you get a little cheap, sometimes you will suffer a big loss, you young people must understand this truth......"

"Elder Sun, I understand what you said, that person has a request for you, right?" Fang Yi, who was lying on the hospital bed, said.

"Well, you see that?"

Sun Lianda looked at Fang Yi approvingly, and said: "That's right, he has a request for me, if I buy this Tang Bohu fan cheaply, it will be tantamount to owing him a favor, in the future, he will have to take some objects to me for identification, take the person's hand is short, do you say I help or not?"

What Sun Lianda said was actually what Man Jun thought in his heart, to be able to get in touch with a bull-level figure in the circle like Sun Lianda, not to mention giving a discount of 10,000 yuan or 20,000 yuan, even if he gave this fan to the other party, Man Jun was also willing.

You must know that in the antique business, the probability of buying fakes and taking medicine is very high, and sometimes hundreds of thousands of objects will lose all their money and lose a lot of money with one eye.

But if there is an expert-level person who can help when buying antiques, then the result will be different, if the Manchu army can get a good relationship with Sun Lianda, it is equivalent to getting a gold medal in the industry to avoid death, and it is naturally invincible to make money.

It's just that Sun Lianda rarely gives private appraisal items, in the past, someone took celebrity calligraphy and paintings to Sun Lianda for appraisal, and the appraisal fee alone offered a price of 500,000 yuan, but Sun Lianda was not moved at all, and he didn't even want to look at things, let alone issue an appraisal certificate.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything, living in the mortal world, human favors are inevitable, even Sun Lianda has times when he owes favors, so he has also issued appraisal certificates to private individuals, but the number is very small.

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PS: There will be a book launch tomorrow, and the next chapter will be updated at midnight!.