There are not a few people who want to buy Yuan Datou but become a wronged leader, Zhao Zejun went back to the house, grabbed a handful and weighed it, and bit it hard with his teeth, blowing and putting it next to his ear to listen to the sound. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't dare to say if it's really fake, it's really silver anyway.

"Okay, I'll get three thousand dollars. ”

Money is heroic courage, don't panic about what you do with money, Zhao Zejun thinks very clearly, even if it is a pile of silver, it must be worth more than a thousand, and the workmanship looks very fine.

Even if it's all fakes, it's good to buy it home and keep it for your dad.

Besides, as long as a few of them are genuine, they are worth the price.

"That's right, the old whitehead's craftsmanship is not picky, there used to be people who came to him to buy fakes, you take this home and have fun is also very good, maybe when the old whitehead dies, it will become a cultural heritage appreciation." Anyway, your boss Zhao has a lot of money, and he doesn't care about the eight thousand. Ren Bida joked.

"Mr. Ren, don't worry, I am short of money, and I will give you a dime for your intermediary fees. Zhao Zejun shook his head and smiled.

Two suites, Ren Bida accompanied a trip, earning seven hundred yuan, which is more profitable than robbery, after all, there are not many people on the street with seven or eight hundred cash these days.

Carrying the bag of Yuan Datou, Zhao Zejun thought about it, but in the end he didn't send it to his father to play.

Spend 5,000 yuan to send volunteers and buy a peace of mind. As for these silver dollars given to my father, they are playthings, and they don't matter for the time being.

To put it bluntly, Zhao Zejun is still a normal person with seven emotions and six desires after all, and he is a little greedy after all, in case he can pick up a leak.

On the weekend, I went to the antique market with a bag of silver coins. As for Zhao Tao's vision, it's not Zhao Zejun bragging, it can really be seen as true, and the fake can also be seen as true, looking for my father to identify it, it's too unreliable.

"Boss Shen, why do I say come again and again, you don't have any guests here?"

Zhao Zejun pushed the door in, and Shen Lian was alone, sitting at the window holding the Tao Te Ching in this line and reading.

Shen Lian put down the book and said with a wooden face: "Yes, every time you come, I have no business." ”

"I don't see that you still have a cold humorous side. ”

Zhao Zejun walked over with a smile and poured a bag of silver dollars on the table.

"Where did you get so many Yuan Datou?" Shen Lian said as he picked up one and sniffed it under his nose.

"Can you help me see how much is true, how many are fake, and is there anything valuable?"

Zhao Zejun vaguely remembered that Yuan Datou was divided into many categories, and there were several versions that were quite valuable.

Shen Lian took a magnifying glass, didn't turn on the fluorescent lamp, sat at the window, and watched the sunlight one by one.

Zhao Zejun waited in the room for more than an hour, Shen Lian looked very carefully, almost every silver coin was turned over and over several times, and finally picked out three and put them on the side.

"These three are worth a lot?" Zhao Zejun asked.

"You see, there are two English letters LG on it, which are not found in other silver dollars. ”

Looking along Shen Lian's slender middle finger, sure enough, on the side of Yuan Shikai's head, there were two small english letters.

This is the initials of the designer of this version of Yuan Datou, the Italian carver Luerge George, only a few thousand pieces were made, and Yuan Shikai thought that the Chinese currency was printed with the name of a foreigner, and the Chinese currency was stopped because it was lost in the country. This signed version of Yuan Datou is sky-high in the market. Shen Lian said expressionlessly.

"Huh?" Zhao Zejun was stunned, although he had the purpose of picking up the leak, but when he heard Shen Lian confirm it, he couldn't believe it.

This is too coincidental, right, the last suite is an ebony table, and this suite is the out-of-print Yuan Datou?

But I still couldn't help asking: "Sky-high, what is the price?"

"The real thing is sky-high, you ......"

Shen Lian threw the signed version of Yuan Datou in his hand into a pile of coins, clapped his hands, and said expressionlessly: "This big pile has been packed, none of them are real, all of them are imitations." ”

Zhao Zejun breathed a sigh of relief, this is the correct way to open the script.

Fortunately, he didn't have much hope at the beginning, but was very curious, and asked Shen Lian, "How are you sure it's all fake?"

"I can't be sure, I can only rely on feelings. ”

Shen Lian gently tapped a piece of Yuan Datou with his extraordinarily long middle finger and said, "I can't find any flaws, so I'm sure it must all be fake." ”

Now Zhao Zejun stopped doing it: "You can't say that, oh, if you can't find a problem, then there must be a problem, isn't it unreasonable." ”

"You don't play antiques don't understand this truth, think about it, antiques are after decades or even thousands of years of history, no matter how well preserved, can not escape the washing of time, it is inevitable that there will be such and such small flaws, not to mention anything else, you make a vase now, a hundred years later, this vase can still be 100% the same as now? Impossible, even if the trace elements in the air cause chemical reactions, it will also produce a certain amount of corrosion. Yuan Datou is a silver product, and it is easy to have a chemical reaction......"

Shen Lian said for a long time, and Zhao Zejun somewhat understood: These Yuan Datou are too perfect!

It's like a lie, there is no such thing as a perfect lie, or rather, perfection itself is the biggest loophole. If every aspect of an event is invulnerable, it can only mean that the matter must be pre-designed. Looking at the photo on a blind date, the girl looks like a fairy, either she is beautiful or wears a lot of makeup, eighty percent of them have both, or they are wine holders......

A true connoisseur of antiques, when he encounters a perfect piece, will not sell.

"The currency is stamped out by a machine, and the mechanical level of the Republic of China is far less accurate than it is now, and there will inevitably be all kinds of small problems, if you guess correctly, these silver coins should be handmade. Shen Lian raised his head and asked, "Can you find people who make these things?"

Found a ghost, the old white head left Yijiang City on the same day after taking the money, he had no mobile phone and no contact information, who knows where he went.

If you really put a lot of thought into it, you may not be unable to inquire, but Zhao Zejun doesn't have the time to do it now.

"Then let's do it, you keep these things for yourself, don't sell them for the time being, I'll take a few photos to study and study, it's a rare high imitation." If I don't look for you after two months, you can dispose of it yourself, this big bag, more than a thousand yuan, can still be sold. ”

Shen Lian said as he took a small camera that looked like a spy and took pictures of it.

When Shen Lian was taking pictures, in an underground casino on the outskirts of Yijiang City, Ren Jifu was also holding a camera and taking pictures of a woman who was not in a flash.

The woman was fifteen or sixteen years old at most, and she was not yet fully developed, and she trembled with fear. There was a middle-aged man with a blue nose and swollen face standing on the side, his head hanging down as if he was mourning.

Ren Jifu scolded while patting: "Grass, legs are forked, hands are down, you can shoot a fart if you hold it!"

Several thugs in the room were laughing strangely, and one of them had a tattoo on his neck and said: "Xiaofuzi, you have a good brain, and if you lose gambling money in the future, you can't afford it, so you can do it all, my wife and daughter caught me and took nude photos, and if I don't pay it back when the time comes, I will send it all over the street." ”

"That's it, dare to owe Boss Song money, look for death, Brother Hong, I came up with this good way, can you avoid the money you owe?"

"What the hell are you talking about, who the told you that the field is Mr. Song's? I'll tell you, be strict, don't talk nonsense outside, don't die when the time comes, you don't know how to die!"

'Brother Hong' sneered and continued: "Your kid is really lacking in virtue and smoking, and his wife ran away with someone, so he thought of such a bad move." The money you owe, you still have to pay it back, the principal is not in a hurry, pay the interest first. ”

"Thank you, Brother Hong, I promise not to talk nonsense outside. ”

Ren Jifu's eyes rolled and said, "Brother Hong, I really came up with a way to get money, but there is no one under me, a few brothers in the field, can you help me stand on the scene?"

"Who's that guy? Don't get me in trouble. Brother Hong said.

"A little fart kid, a little money at home comes out and stinks. Ren Jifu said.

Brother Hong yawned lazily, and said impatiently: "Okay, but take people out, the tobacco, wine and dinner are all yours, I have to go and cool off, the addiction is up." Keep shooting!"

"Thank you, Brother Hong!"

Ren Jifu nodded and sent Brother Hong away, turned his face, changed his fierce expression, pulled away the girl's hand blocking her chest, and pinched it her breast, which was not yet fully developed.

"Grass, people are not big, milk is not small, and it must be cheap to run with men when you grow up. Goods!"