More than a dozen weapons on the booth were long and short, swords and swords, and even spearheads, spearheads, and arrowheads. ,!

The quality of these weapons also varies, ranging from scarred to intact. The only similarity is that the surface of these weapons is full of rust and traces of erosion over time.

"Hey, there's actually a mountain opener."

At this time, Yu Feibai also walked over, picked up a knife with very serious rust spots, and the blade had been completely blunted, and then waved it gently.

This knife is not very long, only one and a half feet, with a straight back and a straight blade, shaped like a firewood knife. It was a knife used by hunters in the mountains in southwest China. Because there were no roads in the mountains in the southwest in ancient times, and there were a lot of plants and thorns, hunters used this kind of knife to cut through thorns and thorns and open up roads in the mountains, so they had the name of the mountain knife.

It can be seen that this mountain knife should be an ancient item, at least before the founding of the state. The handle is some kind of wood, which is now somewhat decayed. There were also a few tiny notches in the blade, and one of the cracks was so severe that it almost reached the back of the blade, just a centimeter short of breaking the blade in half.

Therefore, Yu Feibai handled it lightly and did not dare to use it at all. I was afraid that if I tried hard, the knife would break. At this time, Mr. Anderson also came with a little confused, and asked, "Chang, are you interested in these weapons?" ”

"You ask him about this." Yu Feibai pointed at Wang Guan and did not express any opinion.

After all, it is a Chinese weapon, and if you say that you are not interested, you will inevitably be suspected of belittling yourself. But these things are a little too shabby. To insist that you like it is to lie with a clear conscience.

So Yu Feibai simply remained silent and let Wang Guan make his own decision.

However, Wang Guan was noncommittal, and after casually looking at these weapons, he suddenly said, "Mr. Anderson, if you are willing to give me a few small bottles." If you add these weapons, then the Malaykris will be yours. ”

"What bottle?"

Mr. Anderson was stunned and took a look. Suddenly he cried out, "Oh God, that's not fair. ”

Originally. The direction Wang Guan was pointing in was a glass counter opposite. I saw a row of snuff bottles on display at the counter. Each snuff bottle has a different shape and a different material. There are glass textures, porcelain textures, jade, jade, etc., which are very delicate and beautiful.

Although Wang Guan didn't look closely, he knew that the snuff bottle on the counter must be a fine product. After all, unlike China's collection of snuff bottles that has only emerged in recent decades, foreign countries began to collect snuff bottles at the end of the Qing Dynasty.

Especially the royal family, the aristocracy, and the rich in Europe. I like this kind of delicate thing very much, and I often buy it at a great cost. Therefore, in the past 100 years, there are more snuff bottle treasures abroad than in China, and even some foreigners have studied snuff bottles more deeply and thoroughly than domestic experts and scholars.

"Mr. Anderson, I think it's fair." This time. Yu Feibai said with a smile: "A few small bottles, plus some disabled weapons, and a handful of Malayklux, no matter how you look at it, you have earned it." ”

"NONONO......" Mr. Anderson shook his head, "snuff bottles are worth more." ”

This should be Mr. Anderson's heart, after all, what can be stored in the vacuum glass counter, the value of which is definitely not the Qing Dynasty imitation Yuan blue and white vase casually placed outside. and this row of broken and rusty weapons can be compared. Even in Mr. Anderson's mind, even the value of the Malaykris was not as good as those snuff bottles.

Of course, the so-called value is also more subjective, so the auction will repeatedly create incredible sky-high prices. Now Mr. Anderson thinks that the Malaykris sword is not as valuable as a snuffbox, and if another Malayan blade cold weapon fanatic is present, it may not necessarily be so.

At the same time, Wang Guan was as good as a stream, and pointed to something else and smiled: "Since Mr. Anderson is unwilling, then I don't want a bottle, it's okay to replace it with this plate." ”

Yu Feibai looked at it and found that Wang Guan was referring to a large plate. He looked carefully, and saw that the plate had a fine glaze, a strong hair color, a fat enamel, and a white glaze. In addition, the center of the plate is also painted with lotus flowers, lotus pods, mushrooms, duckweed and other aquatic plants, tied together with ribbons. Under the reflection of the light, the blue and white colors produce a dreamlike tin light effect, which is beautiful.

At first glance, Yu Feibai suddenly smiled, and he immediately concluded that Mr. Anderson would not change.

As expected, Mr. Anderson didn't think about it, and directly shook his head and said, "Wang, this is not good. It was a bouquet of lotus patterns in Yongle blue and white, worth more than two million dollars. ”

"Cups, bottles, plates."

At this time, Wang Guan said helplessly: "Mr. Anderson, you are very insincere." ”

Mr. Anderson smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed, "Dear Wang, it's not that I'm not sincere, it's that you're asking too much. ”

"Mr. Anderson, that's what's wrong with you."

Of course, Yu Feibai was helping his own people, and he unceremoniously accused: "You brought us here, and you clearly agreed with Wang Guan's decision to barter things." Now he's picked a few things, and you don't agree to the exchange, it's more like you're playing tricks. ”

"Yu, you can't force your words." Mr. Anderson frowned: "The principle of exchange lies in equivalence, and there is no need for absolute fairness, at least under the condition of basic fairness, before an agreement can be reached......"

"So what does Mr. Anderson think is the right way to exchange?" Wang Guan asked rhetorically.

"A million dollars."

Mr. Anderson didn't beat around the bush, he directly stretched out a finger, then drew a circle in the room, and smiled: "Or anything other than a glass case, as long as it doesn't exceed this price, you can choose whatever you want." ”

"Mr. Anderson, you are too stingy to be worthy of your reputation for generosity." Yu Feibai shook his head and said: "You have covered all the good things, and those that are not protected by the cover are ordinary items, and there are even fakes......

"No, no, no, there are good ones."

Mr. Anderson shook his head again and again, pointed to a stone next to him and said, "Look at this, the stone carvings in India are more than 2,000 years old. ”

Wang Guan looked carefully and found that the stone had a vague pattern, but what the specific pattern was, because the stone was very weathered, it was impossible to identify it at all. Of course, even if Mr. Anderson hadn't lied, such a thing would have cultural research value at best, and would probably not be worth much economic value.

"Not interested." Wang Guan directly vetoed it.

"What about this?"

Mr. Anderson walked a few steps, picked up a comma-like stone on a tray, and said with a smile: "This is the Japanese Magatama, and legend has it that there are magical powers in it." ”

"Hehe, Wang Guan, that thing is good. As long as you get together three pieces, it's a writing wheel. Yu Feibai glanced at it, then smiled and quipped: "Or collect more, and it will become a kaleidoscope." ”

"You go aside."

Wang Guan was a little speechless, that thing might have been precious in ancient Japan. After all, Japan does not produce high-quality jade, and jade is extremely valuable, but it is not very valuable now. Besides, Wang Guan feels that there is a limit to admiring foreign flattery, even if Europe and the United States are concerned, South Korea and Japan should be grateful for not being sensitive, so as not to find scolding.

At this time, Mr. Anderson obviously understood the mistake he had made, and hurriedly remedied: "Wang, you don't like jade, do you, there are Chinese sculptures here." Look at this statue, how beautiful it is, full of oriental charm. ”

Wang Guan looked curiously and found that the sculpture was indeed very beautiful and charming. The statue is a well-known figure, with a beautiful long beard, a red face, and a large knife in his hand, which is indeed full of oriental charm.

"Second master, hello."

Yu Feibai went over to bow down, touched the statue again, and then turned around and said: "Ordinary wood, judging from the style of the carver, should be the technique of the Cantonese school." Looking at the traces of smoking, it is estimated that there are nearly 100 years of it. ”

"That's right."

Mr. Anderson nodded: "I bought this statue in Chinatown in the United States, and according to the person who sold it to me, it was the ...... that his grandfather brought to the United States from China at the end of the Qing Dynasty."

"Could it be that he is the one who sent the court?" Yu Feibai pondered.

"Why do you care so much?"

Wang Guan said indifferently: "If you like it, take it, anyway, this thing is worth a hundred dollars at most." ”

"That's not right."

Mr. Anderson retorted, "It's five hundred dollars." ”

"Uh......"

Yu Feibai was stunned for a moment, and then said with great certainty: "That is if you were trapped." ”

"Really?"

Mr. Anderson sighed, "What a shame! ”

Next to him, Wang Guan shook his head boredly, didn't have time to pay attention to the nonsense of the two, directly bypassed the statue, and continued to look at other things. At this time, a pile of clutter in the corner attracted his attention.

After approaching, Wang Guan immediately saw that the so-called miscellaneous items were books. The books are clearly ancient, and they are engravings with silk threads.

Seeing this, Wang Guan hurriedly picked up a few books and looked at them, and found that these books were still well preserved, although they were a little wrinkled, but the text content inside was clearly visible, and there was no blurred and defaced.

Seeing this situation, Wang Guan was even more happy, and he had time to read the title and publication date of the book.

"Analects, Mencius, Enlightenment Questions and Answers......

Wang Guan looked through a few books and found that most of these books were Confucian classics, and the time was not very long, it was published and engraved during the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty, which was only more than 100 years ago.

"A lot of old books." At the same time, Yu Feibai also walked over, looked at it for a while, and then said in a low voice: "Wang Guan, these things are rare in China, and they are also more collectible. ”

"I know!"

Wang Guan nodded slightly, then stood up and asked, "Mr. Anderson, where did you buy these books?" ”

"The man who sold the idol was the one who sold it and sold it to me together." In an instant, a sly look flashed in Mr. Anderson's eyes, and he smiled, "The idol, including all the books, cost me half a million dollars. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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