Zhang Lu was walking in front, so when he turned the corner, Tang Yi and Lin Huanting were still walking behind. "" ↖ The top ↖ point ↖ of the story ↖, Zhang Lu finished shouting, and immediately walked towards the so-called antique shop.

Tang Yi and Lin Huanting turned the corner, and a small street appeared in front of them. This side street is lined with shops on both sides, and Zhang Lu is standing at the door of a shop on the side of the street.

There is a simple awning on one side of the entrance of this shop, and below it is a small table with some Buddha statues and old objects on the small table.

At this time, the door of the store was also open, and when I looked inside, the counters and containers seemed to be really old.

Zhang Lu was about to go inside, Tang Yi gently pulled him and said with a smile, "Didn't you say that Indian antiques can't get out?" What's the use of watching? ”

"Let's buy something that can be hung directly around the neck and worn on the hand, I guess it won't be so strict, right? Besides, in your words, look at it and don't necessarily buy it! Zhang Lu said, suddenly laughing, "Also, if you really run into a leak, then let's find a way!" ”

"You don't want to go to the centralized antique market, but you are so excited to meet a small shop, it seems that you are holding back and trying to pick up the leak." Tang Yi knew what Zhang Lu was thinking now, so he asked that before.

Indeed, the antique market is now similar everywhere, as long as it is a large and active market, the probability of the appearance of genuine products is about the same. And this kind of independent antique shop on the street is easy to have surprises.

However, after entering the store and looking around, the surprise did not happen. In fact, strictly speaking, this store cannot be considered an antique store, but a thrift store.

Inside the store, there are mostly wooden and bronze statues of gods and Buddhas, as well as some jewelry, small pieces, and then tapestries, old paintings and other decorations, the year is not new, but it is not old, basically within a few decades. There are also some handicrafts of small-leaved red sandalwood and old mountain sandalwood.

It's a shop with a taste of culture and art, but there are no antiques.

The boss was a shrewd-looking middle-aged Indian man with a pair of old-fashioned glasses with chains, but he always looked at people through the lenses, wondering if the glasses were specifically designed to show that he was knowledgeable and convenient for business.

The owner speaks English fluently and communicates adequately. Moreover, the boss heard that they were Chinese, and he could still pop up one or two Chinese words.

"I'm basically old stuff in India, you want to find Chinese antiques?" The boss watched them go around in a circle, and basically there was nothing to ask for a closer look and a price, and it seemed that he was not interested.

"It's not true, it's just a casual stroll, running to India to find Chinese antiques, a bit of a reluctance." Tang Yi responded.

The boss nodded, "I also like antiques, especially Huaxia antiques." In Mumbai, there are many wealthy people who have Chinese antiques in their homes. Two streets away from here, there is a large antique shop, which is owned by Singaporeans, and more than half of the things in it are Chinese antiques! But it's expensive! ”

"It seems that Chinese antiques are very marketable in Mumbai!" Tang Yi said with a smile.

"Yes, if you have antiques brought from Huaxia, and the price is cheap, I can buy them." The boss immediately interjected.

Okay, I was originally here to buy something, but this became the boss's purchase.

"It's cheap, it's good." Zhang Lu followed and muttered, thinking, isn't this just picking up leaks? Co-author, we have a leak to send back to you?

Tang Yi said to the boss, "I haven't seen any local antiques in your store, they are basically things that are not old." "The implication is that there are no decent antiques in my country, and I still want to pour Chinese antiques?

"There are thousands of years old things, and they just haven't been put out!" When the boss heard this, he seemed to be a little unconvinced, and raised his voice and said.

"Boss, are you talking about such things for sale?" Zhang Lu immediately followed.

"Of course!"

"Then let's see, rest assured, as long as it's good, we're interested!" Zhang Lu said and looked at Tang Yi.

Tang Yi nodded with a smile and added, "We are not laymen. But I thought in my heart, it seems that it is the same everywhere, how can good things be shown to the living guests casually?

The boss thought for a moment, "Okay, let you open your eyes!" ”

After the boss finished speaking, he took out a rectangular wooden box from the cupboard behind the counter. He spread a layer of flannel on the counter before carefully taking it out of the wooden box and placing it on the flannel.

It turned out to be a bronze statue of a god, visually measured around 30 centimeters, with excellent craftsmanship and vivid shape.

"Isn't this the elephant trunk god of wealth!" Zhang Lu shouted, "I've seen it in Tibet, and there are also those sold there, but they are basically sitting!" ”

Indeed, this statue is an elephant-headed elephant-trunk human body, in a standing position, and the overall posture gives a very cheerful feeling, with the right hand raised and the left hand reaching forward, holding a piece of ivory. After a closer look, it turned out that there was one less tusk on the elephant's head, and what he was holding was not his own broken tusk.

This elephant-headed deity is known as the elephant-trunked god of wealth in Tibetan Tantric Buddhism.

"In India, it should be called the statue of Ganesh, and this one is indeed old enough." Tang Yi examined the bronze statue for a while and nodded. This statue is thousands of years old and is truly a masterpiece.

The boss's eyes changed, "I can't see that you are not very old, and you are very knowledgeable!" That's right, this statue of the god Ganesh is a masterpiece of the Rajput period! (Note: The Rajput period in India refers roughly to the period from the middle of the 7th century to the end of the 12th century.) ）

Zhang Lu looked at Tang Yi and asked, "The elephant trunk God of Wealth I am talking about is the same thing as the Ganesh God that the boss said, right?" ”

"Well, it's all the same thing. However, this Ganesha, which is widely spread throughout Asia, is the patron saint of Buddhism, and is also regarded as the god of wealth in many regions. There are also many titles, and there is also a name called the Great Sage Huanxitian. ”

"You're talking about the name of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism. In India, the term Ganesh is more widespread. In the Wa Kingdom, Ganeshaus is also considered to be the god of consummation of husband and wife. In country T, it is also called 'Ganesha's wealthy'. ”

Tang Yi roughly explained to Zhang Lu.

"That's a good thing!" Zhang Lu turned his head and asked the boss, "How much does it cost to invite this statue?" ”

"You can't please it!" The boss replied crisply.

"Huh?" Zhang Lu was surprised, "Then why did you take it out for us to see?" ”

"This gentleman said I don't have any old things in my store, so I took them out and showed them to him!" The boss didn't shy away from it, and he still had a lot of words.

"You're just this old thing in this store, right?" Tang Yi patted Zhang Lu's arm, who was about to answer, and smiled at the boss.