Chapter 818: A High Monk
The boss coughed, didn't speak, and his face was not very good-looking. γγγγβ·Topβ·Pointβ·Smallβ· said, because he knew in his heart that if he wanted to talk about something more than a hundred years old, he had such a thing in his store.
"He can't sell it if he wants to." Tang Yi smiled and said to Zhang Lu, "Because the thing is not his." β
At this time, the boss's eyes widened suddenly, and he took off his glasses, "How do you know?" β
"Because I listened to your introduction." Tang Yi knew that the boss would definitely not sell this thing, so he simply explained, "This reveals at least two pieces of information."
"One, you don't know the exact year of this thing, you just say the Rajput period. This period stretched for 500 years, and 500 years is a considerable span for antiques. Take Huaxia as an example, 500 years ago, it was still the Ming Dynasty! β
"Second, you didn't point out the preciousness of this thing. If it's yours and it's going to be sold, how can you not boast about it? β
Tang Yi's English is not enough to express it so clearly, these are translated by Lin Huanting for him.
After hearing this, the boss became interested, "Then according to you, what's going on?" β
"The idol is just in your hands. It should be one person to hand over to another, and you are just a reliable and convenient intermediary. You have a storefront, which is easy to keep and easy to find. β
Zhang Lu didn't wait for the boss to respond, he nodded frequently. In the antique shop, meticulous observation and analysis are indispensable.
"You can do it!" The boss gave a thumbs up, "Let me ask you, what is the preciousness of this statue?" β
"This Ganesh is the god of luck, the god of removing obstacles, see you today, and count me a little lucky." Tang Yi pointed to the statue, "This bronze statue has a history of more than 1,000 years, a bronze statue of 1,000 years, not to mention the excellent craftsmanship, and the preservation is still so perfect, no matter which country it is, it is already rare!" This is a foundation, on this basis, you smell carefully, there is a faint smell of incense ash on the statue, indicating that it has been worshiped for a long time! β
After hearing this, the boss shouted loudly, "Yes! Right! It was said that a high monk was coming to pick it up. β
"So, you better don't take it out again." Tang Yi looked at the boss, and then left.
As soon as he walked out of the store, Zhang Lu tugged next to Tang Yi, and said in a low voice, "Why are you telling him so much?" He didn't sell it, and let him pick it up cheaply! β
"This kind of thing, in India, it must also be a first-class cultural relic, if you buy it, it is not a matter of confiscation at the customs, I am afraid that you will be arrested in India." It's a blessing to see it, so let's do something good! Tang Yi responded with a smile.
"Is this Ganesha really the god of luck? I've only heard of it as the God of Wealth. Zhang Lu said, "If it is really a god of luck, it means that we are lucky in India!" β
"There's a myth and legend, and it's just hanging out anyway, I'll tell you about it." Tang Yi saw that Lin Huanting seemed to be more interested, so he talked about it in general.
Legend has it that Lord Ganesh was the son of Lord Shiva and the goddess of the snow-capped mountains, named Ganesh. At birth, Lord Shiva was not at home. The Son of God is born very tall. A few days later, when the goddess of the snowy mountains wanted to take a bath, she asked Ganesh to guard the door, and at this time, Lord Shiva returned.
When Lord Shiva saw a tall and handsome young man guarding the door, he thought that his wife was having an affair with this young man.
"What kind of legend is this? Since he is a god, he still uses people to guard the bath? Also, Lord Shiva didn't know that his son was born? And even if you don't know, you get jealous when you see a living person? Lin Huanting laughed.
"Myths and legends have always been like this." Tang Yi said seriously, "God's ability is higher than the sky, but in life and emotion, he is basically the same as ordinary people, isn't it the same in China?" The heavenly palace and the underworld can all pat on the back door and go through the back door, and many immortals are also lustful. β
It is said that this Shiva god wanted to go in and ask the goddess of the snowy mountain to ask what happened, but Ganesh was told by his mother, of course, he couldn't let people in, and his father couldn't do it, and he didn't know that this was his father. The father and son, whom had never met before, then began to fight, and Lord Shiva, in a fit of rage, cut off Ganesh's head with a single sword.
Later, the goddess of the snow-capped mountain came out, which naturally explained the situation, and Lord Shiva regretted it, so he went to ask Vishnu, the guardian god of life. Vishnu's solution is to let Lord Shiva go according to the route he gave him when the sun rises tomorrow, and when he encounters the first living thing, he will cut off his head and put his head on his son's head.
"Hahahaha." Zhang Lu laughed, "Needless to say, the first thing I encountered was an elephant?" β
"Well, but since it's a myth and legend, it has to be raised a little higher, and it is said that this elephant is not ordinary, it is the mount of Indra, the king of all gods."
This background is not simple, as he is the son of Lord Shiva and the head of the mount of the king of all gods, Ganesh has been helped by all the gods since then, and whenever he wants to fulfill his wishes, the gods will work together to help him remove obstacles. So, he is the god of luck, the god of removing obstacles.
"This statue, even a layman, can see that it is not ordinary." Zhang Lu seems to be a little reluctant.
"But we can't take it with us." Tang Yi shook his head.
"Do you know that because India strictly restricts the export of antiques, the smuggling of cultural relics is actually very rampant." Zhang Lu said, "There are many temples in India, many of which are located in remote areas, and some are even in the barren mountains and mountains, where there are many art treasures, but no one guards them, and theft is also rampant." β
"Stop." Tang Yi waved his hand again and again, "Let's come this time, just get the red sandalwood stuff done." Don't even think about this kind of thing, if something happens, it's too much trouble, and there is no room for redemption! β
Zhang Lu smiled, "I'm just talking." In the past two years, the Indian police have also intensified their efforts to crack down on smuggling, you know, the police department has a special 'idol department', which is to crack down on cultural relics crimes! β
"So don't lose the big with the small. Let's go, there are a lot of shops here, there are other good things, you can still buy them! β
The three of them walked all the way along the side street, and there were many shops on both sides, which were really distinctive.
In a shop that sells Indian sarlies, Lin Huanting also tried a few. The sari is the traditional clothing of women in India and some nearby countries, which is basically a large long strip with piping and embroidery, from the waist to the heel, and then the hem is draped over the shoulders, which is very stylish to wear.
Of course, this thing can't be only one, otherwise the designation will be gone, and you have to wear it with a corset and petticoat.
Girls like to buy clothes, although this sari basically has no chance to go out and wear it, so she can only stink it at home.
When Lin Huanting tried the last one, Tang Yi and Zhang Lu took the opportunity to walk out of the store and smoke a cigarette.
"Look?" Zhang Lu suddenly glanced behind Tang Yi, and Tang Yi looked back to see that a monk was walking steadily.