When Wang Yong heard the stall owner's voice, he immediately stopped and turned back.

"Oh? What other good things do you have here? In addition to those paintings from the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China and those old photos, which of the other things is real? ”

Wang Yong lowered his voice when he said this. Each industry has its own rules, although Wang Yong did not enter the antique industry, but he also heard Zhang Kai mention a lot.

"Look at what you said, if nothing else, the porcelain pillow in your hand, although it is not from the Song Dynasty, it is also imitated by the Republic of China, but it is not a modern thing like you said. This is also in our place, if you go to the capital, why can't the price of this thing be increased tenfold! ”

"Okay, don't blow it, just your eyes? It's still the Republic of China, why don't you say it's a Qing official imitation? ”

"Why don't you believe me? Forget it, there's no business anyway, so I'll teach you a lesson. After speaking, the stall owner looked at Wang Yong and opened his mouth to talk to Wang Yong about the knowledge of porcelain pillows.

"Pillow, the word "pillow", one side is next to a wooden word, and the other side is a person pillowing on a piece of wood. This pillow was originally made of wood. ”

Speaking of this, the stall owner looked at Wang Yong again, and found that he didn't care about what he said at all, and was squatting in front of the stall holding the poster of the Cultural Revolution period that he had bought by the pound at a scrap recycling station for a few years ago, and looked at it over and over again.

"In the Sui Dynasty, ceramic pillows appeared. Note that pillows are made of ceramic, both earthenware and porcelain. The porcelain pillow in your hand is called a silver ingot three-color. ”

"How much do you have for these paintings?"

Gotcha, in vain! Met the connoisseurs. But the stall owner wasn't angry, this was a good guest, didn't you see that he just took out a thousand yuan neatly? If you fool around and sell him all these paintings, how can you make a few thousand dollars, right? No matter how small the mosquito legs are, it's still meat, isn't it?

"Hey! If you're lucky, this was picked up from the mountains not long ago. They are all propaganda posters before and during the Cultural Revolution. I can stay until now, and I am in such good condition. That's rare! If you missed this village, it's hard to come across this shop again!

"Don't talk about it, let's say, more money?"

"A thousand!"

The stall owner stretched out a finger and said to Wang Yong.

"Well, a thousand!"

Wang Yong took out his wallet again, pointed out 1,000 to the stall owner, and then reached out to the three posters. When the stall owner, who was counting the money, saw that Wang Yong had taken all the three paintings in his hand and was about to roll them up together, he immediately became anxious.

"Hey, hey! What are you doing? Put it down! Put it down! ”

"What? Didn't you give you money? Wang Yong asked knowingly.

"I said big brother! You're playing with me, aren't you? For a thousand dollars, you want to buy three of my paintings? ”

"Huh? Didn't you just say a thousand yourself? ”

"I'm talking about the one you were holding at the time, not the price of three."

"That's your fault. You just stroked it, and you said a thousand, I thought you were three for a total of 1,000 yuan? You don't make it clear, and I can't blame it. ”

"Big brother, don't make trouble, three pieces of 1,000 yuan, all the pants I lost are gone! You big boss can't joke with me, a little common man! Look at the car you drive, even I can't afford to save my whole life! ”

The stall owner began to pretend to be pitiful, he knew it in his heart. People who can afford to drive more than a million Land Rovers are definitely not something that they can afford to provoke by an unpopular antique dealer. It's really annoying people, and a casual phone call will make you unable to eat and go around.

Thinking of this, the stall owner was not only a little scared. Look up at Wang Yong, so young! Don't really be a fool, right? If it's a rich second-generation official, whatever. I'm going to have eight lifetimes of mold today. I knew why bother! 1,000 yuan was given to him, and he made a lot of money! It's good this time, greed hurts people! What can I do?

The stall owner was anxious, and at the same time, he was afraid of a large number of Wang Yong. Make up your mind. If he really called someone, he would have run away as soon as possible, and would rather not have this stall. It's better than being caught in the bureau and tortured. When the time comes, take the two or three things that are valuable, and it is estimated that he will not kill himself in a dead manner, right?

When Wang Yong put his hand into his coat pocket again, the stall owner's heart immediately rose to his throat. When his heart was horizontal and he was about to run away, he found that Wang Yong took out a mobile phone from his pocket instead of a mobile phone, but a wallet.

So when Wang Yong offered to add another 1,000 yuan in an unkind tone, but it couldn't be pulled down, the stall owner took the money very happily and agreed to the transaction. He was also very enthusiastic to help Wang Yong roll up the three paintings and put them in a plastic bag.

After Wang Yong watched the car go away, the stall owner's originally hanging heart completely fell back to the same place, and at the same time couldn't help but wonder secretly. Today, I ran into a big wrongdoer, this fool! I bought a bunch of rags for a dollar and a pound, and after a flicker, I immediately increased in value a hundred times, we earned this money, cool!

When the stall owner was secretly happy, Wang Yong drove the car for half an hour, and when he came to the town, he couldn't help it, so he stopped the car slowly on the side of the road. Then some eagerly took out the three drawings and carefully unfolded them.

Picking up the first painting, his mind moved, and a stream of aura seeped into the thick paper. Slowly, the back of the painting, visible to the naked eye, began to moisten, and after the back of the whole painting was almost like a layer of water, Wang Yong gently lifted it with his hand, and a very hard piece of paper was removed. Three stamps that reveal a breath of precipitation over the years appeared in front of Wang Yong.

This is why Wang Yong still wants to buy a porcelain pillow even though he knows which porcelain pillow is fake. To fish, you have to have bait. Fortunately, that fool is very good, and everything is developing according to his expectations, and nothing is wrong.

There are a total of three stamps, and through Guò Xiaoguang's verification, Wang Yong already knows how lucky he is today! Be sure to buy a few lottery tickets in a while, and with this luck, you might be able to hit the jackpot.

These three stamps are the Yunlong stamps (also known as the Great Dragon Stamps) issued by the Qing government in 1878. The stamps lure the words "Daqing Post Office" and are the first set of stamps in China.

This set of three stamps is denominated in silver taels: one cent of silver is green, three cents of silver is dark red, and five cents are orange.

The main image of the stamp is a dragon, set against clouds and water waves. The sheet size is 22.5×25.5 mm. The perforation degree is 12.5. These stamps were printed and issued in three installments by the Printing House of the Customs and Excise Department, and very few of them are in existence. A few years ago, this thing was also made into a TV series and a movie, and put on the big screen.

The three stamps are named Thin Paper Dragon, Expanded Edge Dragon and Thick Paper Dragon.

The three stamps were hidden in the thick paper dragon's painting, and after so many years, no one found that there were still three precious stamps hidden behind the painting.

I don't know who hid it, and there is absolutely no way to say that this craft is there. Directly peel off the drawing paper and stuff it into three stamps, and then glue the peeled paper together, and it is so seamless that you can't see it at all. This is also to meet Wang Yong, a different person. No matter how good you are, if you don't know it in advance, you will never be able to see the secret in it.

The three dragon tickets were in hand, and Wang Yong looked at them with a smirk for a long time. It's all money! In other words, I just don't know what the current market value of this thing is? Why don't buddies also go to that "Treasure Hunt" or the beautiful Chen Kun's "The Gate of Huayu" and let the experts evaluate it?

On second thought, it's better to forget it, right? My buddy is a low-key person, and he doesn't do anything to be famous on TV. Ay! In recent years, there are too few people who are low-key and low-key like buddies.

After being handsome for a while, Wang Yong collected the three dragon tickets. He didn't feel at ease when he put it in an ordinary place, so he simply put it into the small world. When it got there, even the king of heaven and Lao Tzu couldn't touch it, unless Wang Yong allowed it.

Starting the car, Wang Yong continued to rush home. Anyway, it's time for lunch. I didn't eat enough when I got up in the morning, and my stomach was already hungry and rebelled.

By the time Wang Yong returned home, his godmother had already prepared the meal, and he sat at the table with his godfather and waited for him to come back to start the meal. None of the three are pot-bellied. Godmother just simply fried two hot dishes. One is fried meat with celery, and the other is roasted eggplant that Wang Yong likes to eat. In addition, there are two cold dishes, one is old vinegar jellyfish head. One is cold kelp. The staple food was pancakes and rice, and a small pot of tomato and egg soup was burned.

"I'm back! Don't be busy unloading things yet, wash your face and eat first, or it will be cold in a while. ”

The godmother said to Wang Yong with a smile, what reassured Wang Yong was that the godmother had regained her previous gentleness and intimacy, and if she really learned to nagging with her aunt, she would have a hard time with her.

The family of three finished a lunch very warmly, and while the godmother was busy cleaning up the table, Wang Yong and the godfather also carried the pile of things they bought in the car to the kitchen. And the three propaganda posters and porcelain pillows of that special era that Wang Yong bought were also discovered by the godfather.

"Yo! Wang Yong, where did you buy these antiques? ”

Wang Yong thought in his heart, he finally saw it, and he had to bother to implement the second set of plans without harm and attract the attention of his godfather.

"This! That's what I bought at the antique stall at the station, mainly the three paintings, which are very collectible, and the porcelain pillow is a modern handicraft, not valuable. ”

"How much did it take?"

"It cost three thousand together, it's okay!"

"Well, it's not expensive. Anyway, we didn't see these paintings of yours when we were kids, don't you be a modern imitation, right? ”

"Can't you believe my eyes? How can something I look good at be an imitation? ”

"That's right, okay, then you put it away, don't break it! There are fewer and fewer of these kinds of things! ”

Wang Yong made a lot of money from antiques, and his godfather also knew about it, so he didn't doubt Wang Yong's words, and he naturally agreed.

"Okay, I know. Okay, godfather, let's hurry up and go inside, it's too windy. ”

After the two of them entered the house, they helped Liu Hui return for a while, and after everything was done, the three of them came to the living room together, watched TV over and over again, chatted, and waited for Yuanyuan's arrival. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the cake sent by the poor god 10,000, thank you!

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