Bypass the round table bar.

Han Xuan took a slice of watermelon and put it in his mouth, and touched the small gift that Alfred gave him with his right hand.

The touch is smooth and warm, about 200 grams or so, one or two Tian Huang and one or two gold, that is an old saying, now its value, has not really been reflected, Ming Dynasty 17th century Tian Huang stone carving Rui Lion paperweight, just so was given away, I don't know if in a few years, this boss will hide at home and cry.

Soon Han Xuan didn't think so, he was already stunned by the thing in the cabinet at the end of the insurance room.

Now Mr. Alfred is not crying in the future, the top floor of the Empire State Building has reserved a place for him, jump directly.

There are few storylines on the subject matter of porcelain, and ancient Chinese literati rarely painted with plots.

The paintings that draw the plot are all national treasures, such as "Qingming Riverside Picture", "Han Xizai's Night Banquet Map", "Ghost Valley Descending the Mountain" is a famous historical military story, which tells the story of the rise of princes during the Warring States Period, and many famous military figures emerged.

Wang Yu is one of them, he is a military wizard, known as the famous Sun Bin of "Guiguzi", and the one who wrote "Sun Tzu's Art of War" is his apprentice.

At that time, Yan and Qi were at war, and Sun Bin was the leader of Qi and was captured by Yan. Qi Guo begged his master Guiguzi to go down the mountain to save the disciples, and the blue and white jar painted the scene of Guiguzi coming down the mountain.

The blue and white jar of the Yuan Dynasty painted with the plot of the character is very rare, there are only eight in the world, and I thought that my old man bought the "Yuan blue and white Guiguzi down the mountain big jar" as a shit luck and spent all his luck in this life.

I didn't think there were people who could step back and forth.

The one in front of me is not a big jar, it is a plum bottle, "Yuan Qinghua Xiao He Yuexia chases Han Xintu plum bottle".

There are only three such plum bottles in the world, and the workmanship is more exquisite than the Guiguzi descending pot. One is in the Jinling City Museum, as a treasure of the town museum, known as a billion not sold, in addition to the one in front of him, there is also a loss overseas, whereabouts unknown.

I went to the cabinet to watch it, this plum vase had not appeared for decades, and I couldn't help but have some hot eyes, and I wanted to remind the old man to buy it, and when I saw my grandfather's eyes, I knew that I thought too much.

Old Man Han's eyes were already glowing.

"Well, let's just say it's a good thing, I've sold a lot of Chinese porcelain over the years, and it's really rare to see something as exquisite as this. ”

Alfred took out a key from his pocket, opened the heavy glass door, and continued: "I just saw this Yuan Qinghua last month, and I thought of you. ”

"Where did the plum vase come from?" The old man calmed down, the plum vase is basically the burial goods of the high-level tombs of the Ming Dynasty, such as the one in Jinling, which was found in 1959 from the tomb of Mu Ying, the founder of the Ming Dynasty.

"Han, I won't lie to you, it left China during World War II, and it was sent by a Japanese to sell, you know, the price is higher in the United States. ”

Alfred shrugged his shoulders and said, he shouldn't have revealed the seller's news, but this old customer who buys antiques and wholesales naturally can't be counted according to common sense.

Old Man Han put on his gloves and looked at them carefully for a long time, as if he couldn't make up his mind, and asked Camille to come with a magnifying glass to observe the details one by one.

A few people next to him waited quietly for more than 20 minutes, and the old man finally stood up, turned his head and asked, "How much does that Japanese man ask?"

With a move in his heart, he asked the price to buy it, and Alfred had made a deal with him for more than ten years, and he knew the character of this old Chinese man very well.

"$30 million, he asked for $30 million, this time I will charge him 8% of the commission, you can not have your share. ”

Old man Han crooked his mouth, he was robbed to buy it himself, which was equivalent to giving that person money for nothing, but he really liked this Yuan Qinghua Xiao He Yuexia chased Han Xintumei bottle in his heart, and if he missed it, he might never meet it again in his life, so he can't be expected to play a humanitarian spirit, don't send it back.

"How much is my Guiguzi descending picture jar? The price he asked for is too high, just now Huang Tingjian's "Pillar Inscription" is only one, 22 million I recognized, there are three of these things!"

Alfred was stunned for a few seconds, and then reacted that the old man was playing a scoundrel, crying and laughing: "You give me a price, I'll call him and ask him." ”

"25 million. ”

"No, 24 million. ”

“…… Okay, okay, I'll tell you the result later, Camille, Aidan, you guys take the plum bottle out, Mr. Han bought it. ”

The boy rolled his eyes secretly, grandpa's routines were really well understood, and now there is only a question of price, it is estimated that it can be cheaper, but it is not much worse, fortunately, it is still profitable in general.

Put Tian Huangshi in his leather coat pocket, reach out and caress the plum bottle, and grunt in "The Lord of the Rings" written by the English writer Tolkien: "My baby." ”

As for the last one "Yuan Blue and White Sangu Thatched House Jar", you have to ask the Palace Museum if you want to sell it, and I will buy it if you want to sell it.

Sitting in the lounge, the things I just bought were packed into metal boxes with several layers of soft fabric, and even a slight bump would not damage them.

It was close to noon, and there were a few more customers in the hall, and one of them was speaking loudly: "What about the words, what?

No matter how you hear the voice, it is familiar, and the grandfather and grandson look at each other.

"Grandpa!?"

"Lao Guo?"

……

Soon Alfred came back and said that the seller would ask for at least $27.5 million, otherwise he would send it to auction, and would rather pay more for a fee than sell.

Old man Han nodded and agreed, and signed a check for 53.5 million US dollars, this shopping is not cheap, probably as an investment like buying land, and he can reasonably avoid taxes when he is comfortable, killing two birds with one stone.

The four security guards each carried a box, their movements were gentle, it felt like a bomb inside, their hands were half on their waists, their eyes swept around, and their clothes were bulging, Han Xuan was speechless.

Sitting in the Bentley Brooklyn S car, Mr. Han squeezed into the back row with a big grin, two people came over, and when he went back, it was three.

The boy's grandfather, Guo Muzhou, let his driver follow behind, and the corners of his mouth twitched to sit in the driver's seat to drive, so that he had a chance to chat: "In-laws, how about transferring that pair of words to me, add 1 million to you." ”

"As long as you have money, I don't lack it, okay, don't sell it!"

"I knew I wouldn't have checked it, so I bought it yesterday. Guo Muzhou shook his head and smiled, starting the car, anyway, he could see it in the future, and he didn't mention it again.

"Grandson, going to school?"

"Well, I'll leave tomorrow. Han Xuan leaned forward and muttered, "Why are you in New York, grandfather?"

"I'm a little busy with something, and I was going to look for you at night, but I didn't expect to run into it now. ”

Guo Muzhou drove with one hand and pinched the boy's smooth face.

"Let's go, and have lunch. ”