Chapter 163: Stiff Neck (B)

Boss Li's face turned fast, and Feng naturally couldn't refute the kindness of others. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info "Boss Li, that's not, we can't break the rules in the circle, it's your stuff to enter your store, how much you make is your ability, and you really don't have anything in this store that I like." It's just that this is my friend, and he has good things in hand, but he doesn't know much about the market. Feng took the tea and said slowly, but when he spoke, his eyes did not look at Boss Li, but only glanced at Liao Huansheng intentionally or unintentionally.

Boss Li's business is struggling, and he can naturally understand the mystery in his words.

Feng Bu's words made Liao Huansheng earn an extra 2,000 yuan out of thin air, but since Feng Bu came in, he didn't say a word, as if everything that happened had nothing to do with him. Liao Huansheng took a stack of RMB from Boss Li's hand, just nodded lightly to Feng Wei, and walked out.

From Boss Li, Feng still learned some stories about Liao Huansheng, and his curiosity was even heavier.

In Boss Li's opinion, Liao Huansheng is a mallet in trading, and he is not a material for this circle at all. I don't know the market at all, I don't talk about it, and I don't talk about the price, which is a common thing. But the strange thing is that Liao Huansheng was deceived, and he was not annoyed, he recognized it, and continued to send you things, the same tendon.

But the things sent by Liao Huansheng are 100% genuine, and his eyesight doesn't know how to repair it, and he never misses. Boss Li originally thought that the things that Liao Huansheng brought were all handed down by his ancestors, but later he learned that many of them were bought back by him in the back market. If you are not annoyed, it must be because you still have to make money, people are not greedy, and you have a good attitude.

So later, Boss Li didn't let Liao Huansheng suffer, and many people who helped him buy goods had two extra money, but Liao Huansheng took all the risks of shopping for goods, so why not do it? In this way, they cooperated for half a year. In the meantime, Boss Li had something to eat, so he took it out and asked Liao Huansheng to help take a look, but he found that Liao Huansheng had to take it home overnight to see things, and tell you the truth and falsehood the next day, which dynasty and which generation, but it was absolutely accurate, remembering that he was a teacher at the University of Science and Technology, Boss Li had always suspected that Liao Huansheng had any inventions such as generation breaking machines, or that there was a carbon-14 detection equipment in the school.

In addition, Boss Li also found that Liao Huansheng has no interest in the entertainment industry at all, and players who really like it are reluctant to get good things, hiding them at home, encountering a big price, and can't resist the temptation. But Liao Huansheng doesn't have this psychological burden at all, he sells it at noon in the morning, with more money and less money, as long as he earns it, and occasionally has a large price, it is also a dead fish statue with a heart like water, and he can't see any expression. But Liao Huansheng also has his own hobby, which is to buy books. His way of life is to shop for goods early on weekends, and go straight to Liulichang Chinese Bookstore or Xidan Xinhua Bookstore at noon, and it is said that the money he earns is basically used to buy books.

Coming out of Boss Li, Feng is more interested in Liao Huansheng, a man with secrets, a man who is incompatible with society, a man who can regard money as an external object, there are wonderful stories behind them, just like Feng is now in the realm of playing with literature, not in the realm of things and things, but in the story.

Feng just wanted to make Liao Huansheng a friend, but it couldn't be simpler. Find an opportunity to meet and talk once, establish a business contact, often buy some goods from Liao Huansheng, and there are more opportunities to meet and chat, and the relationship is naturally closer.

But what is different from Feng Hao's previous thoughts is that his reputation in Feng Hao's circle is worthless in Liao Huansheng's eyes, you Feng but the price of receiving things is high, at most thank you for it, in Liao Huansheng's cognition, Feng is essentially no different from Boss Li, they are all business, people look down on it, and Feng is a little short of breath.

What really made Feng but and Liao Huan friends was because of something completely unrelated to literary play.

Liao Huansheng is light-hearted, but he is not a master of the world, and he does not eat fireworks in the world. He has a son who is in junior high school, and he has completely inherited his genes, and he is very biased, but he is just the opposite, he is excellent in language, history, and geography, and it is difficult to pass mathematics, physics, and chemistry. But he is a university teacher, how many relationship resources can he have, he can't find the temple gate to worship God, Liao Huansheng's daughter-in-law is a salesperson in a contemporary shopping mall, and he doesn't have this ability, the two of them sighed for a long time, and they were in a hurry, at most they took the child out of anger, forcing him to go outside for tutoring.

Feng didn't know about this, and mobilized all the resources around him, up and down, dredged back and forth, and put Liao Huansheng's son into the city's key high school without taking the test. This high school is not good in Beijing, Peking University and Tsinghua University, these first-class schools, special exempt students are selected from here first, and entering this high school is equivalent to half a leg of the first-class school. When the high school admission notice arrived, Liao Huansheng didn't know who did it, thinking that pie had fallen from the sky. When I sent the child to the school, I realized that Feng was in charge of the front and back, and this time, Feng was just a friend with Liao Huan.

Feng is familiar with Liao Huansheng, and found that it is similar to what Boss Li said before, Liao Huansheng has reached the realm of bookworms, he has made some money in the past two years, mainly used to do two things, one is to rent a two-bedroom house near the dormitory of the University of Science and Technology, and make it into a big study, which is specially used to pile books and read books. The other is to buy more than 10,000 books, all of which are collected in the study.

But Feng didn't read it in his study, either it was his professional books, and the others were mostly books on philosophy and history, basically filling the two rooms and one living room, but there were no books on antiques, calligraphy and painting, Feng didn't wonder in his heart, he used to think that Liao Huansheng relied on reading books, and accumulated a lot of knowledge of literary toys, which was used to identify authenticity and research dynasties, so it seems that it is not at all, but how did his ability to identify come from?

Sometimes, Feng Bu also persuaded him, you will always make a small fuss when you shop for things in the stall of Panjiayuan, and you will not be able to make a fortune, in case you lose your eyes any time, you will have to lose it, it is better to go to the auction with me to auction some high-value things, and recognize it, the income of one piece is enough for you to shop in the stall for a year. Liao Huansheng asked him, can you take the items at the auction home first? Feng said, how can there be a reason to take the lot home first, there is no such rule. Liao Huansheng said, if you don't go, you can only watch, if you don't touch it, you can't do it, and if you don't take it home, it's even more unclear.

No matter how good a friend is, it's not easy to ask about this, after all, it's the craft of eating, and you can't ask around. Feng only had to bury his doubts in his heart, but he still occasionally found something and asked Liao Huansheng to help take a look. Liao Huansheng didn't shirk either, now Feng Can't do it, he can't care about it.

asked Liao Huansheng to identify things a few times, but Feng didn't see a little way, and he was a little more confused. Liao Huansheng invited things home every time, studied them overnight, and then returned them to Feng Bu, telling him the results of the appraisal. Feng just gave something, a little bit of a comparison, is that his family is more clear about the dynasty, but just from the utensils, it is not the most representative style and craftsmanship in that dynasty, it is easy to confuse, a little difficult. But these had no effect on Liao Huansheng at all, and he would definitely be able to accurately state the results of the appraisal the next day.

But in the antique shop, the level is not entirely determined by whether you can judge the authenticity, determine the dynasty, and more importantly, be able to say a few words. There are very few high-tech means to judge the generations in this industry, not entirely because there is no such technology, and not all because of the cost, the most important thing is that this industry pays attention to a heritage, an experience, and a cultural heritage. Great collectors are often the second most important in terms of knowledge. Relying on experience, there are often mistakes, there are mistakes, there is suspense, there are stories, there is a persuasion process of quoting scriptures, people who like to play understand that things are true or false when they buy them do not have to care too much, in this process, knowledge is increased, and eyesight is more important than anything else.

If all the scientific and technological means are used to identify, the accuracy is needless to say, but the fun of playing antiques, the fun of exploring, the fun of learning, and the fun of picking up leaks are all gone.

Therefore, in order to convince people in this matter, we must tell the truth inside.

The reason why the Feng family has an unshakable position in the circle is that they are knowledgeable, knowledgeable, and experienced, and the key to this is to be able to receive, watch, and show. If you put something in front of you, you will be able to tell you the historical evolution, craftsmanship, collection stories, famous comments, and artistic value one by one, which is a great skill.

But obviously, Liao Huansheng doesn't have this ability, but he has a way to make you stunned, and you have to admire. Whether you are unearthed in the tomb, or handed down from your ancestors, or bought in the store, auctioned, the origin of this thing, through several dynasties and generations, unearthed together, passed down together, such as a number of treasures, to tell you the same as your own personal experience. But what he said is very different from what everyone in the industry usually says, not like a summary of experience, but like a truthful record. Feng However, he also doubted the authenticity of what Liao Huansheng said, and he was not sure, so he asked Feng Ye for advice, but what he said was confirmed one by one.

Feng just showed Liao Huansheng, many of them were things handed down from his own home, and people outside knew very little, let alone seeing the real thing, and seeing it, but how did Liao Huansheng know the story and origin behind this thing?

I don't understand, I just don't want to. Feng had no choice but to persuade him again, if he didn't go to the countryside with him to collect some things, the cost would be lower than that of Taobao in Panjiayuan, so he would take it as a tourist and prepare the goods by the way. Liao Huansheng shook his head, and he didn't go to a distant place, delaying his reading. Feng is so angry in his heart, what kind of road this Liao nerd is, he can't figure it out at all.

(Big knowledge is idle, small knowledge is between.) Big words, small words Zhan Zhan. Its sleep is also soul-to-soul, and its consciousness is also formed. With the connection as a structure, the day to the heart. The Man, the Cellar, the Secret. Small fears, big fears. If it is a machine, it is said to be right and wrong; it stays like a curse, and it is said to be victorious; it kills like autumn and winter, so that it will disappear day by day; what it does cannot be restored; its disgust is also like silence, and it is said that it is old and unruly; and the heart of death is not to be restored. --Zhuangzi's Nanhua Sutra) (To be continued.) )