Chapter 037: Small-leaved Rosewood Root Carving
Hey! Did you take this opportunity to take out one or two things and say that they had missed before?
"Mom, wait, I bought something before, but I haven't taken it out, so I'm going to see how much it's worth today." Ye Jinglan had already run to her room as she spoke.
She pretended to rummage through her school bag, but in fact she took out the things she had exchanged for from her system warehouse.
Zhang Xia followed up the house in a hurry, only to see that her daughter took out a black stone, this is an antique?
"Hehe, I just feel that it's valuable, let's find Mr. Wang to help me take a look at it when the time comes." Let's go treasure hunting first, I'll find you something more valuable than that. Although Ye Jinglan said this, she herself didn't know how much this thing in her hand was worth.
"Then let's go now, and we'll have lunch when we're there." Zhang Xia was a little too excited, which was more exciting than knowing that she was sick at the time, and even more excited than knowing that her daughter had picked up the baby and sold it for money.
Because they were in a hurry, the two didn't even take the bus, they took a taxi directly, and when they arrived, they only found a small shop, ate two bowls of wontons and went shopping.
The first two times I came to the antique street, I came and went in a hurry, and I didn't have a good stroll, this time Ye Jinglan really wanted to pick up the leaks, but was it to go to the stall or to the store?
After thinking about it for a while, I decided not to pick it, and walked from the nearest stall, and the mother and daughter looked at each other like other people who came to buy things.
Coin commemorative coins or something, too small, Ye Jinglan didn't look at it, because it was too troublesome to turn them one by one.
Ye Jinglan was the first to get her hands on porcelain, because she also knew that if this thing was real, it would be valuable, but she was disappointed, and after reading all the porcelain from the stall owner, there was no genuine product.
Ye Jinglan, who was squatting and had a little numb feet, wanted to stand up and move, so she unconsciously helped the stall owner on the big log placed on the side.
"Alas, you tap, that's not ordinary wood, it's a carving, it's a work of art! I broke the one I wanted to accompany. The stall owner looked at Ye Jinglan's mother and daughter and didn't ask the price, and he was already a little impatient.
"Ahh It's not funny, I'm sorry. Ye Jinglan didn't pay attention just now, seeing that the pasta on it was flat, she thought it was a small stool, so she helped it up, but she didn't expect it to be a root carving artwork.
The stall owner walked over to inspect the things in a straight way, but he thought that it was best to break it, so he asked them to buy it.
Ye Jinglan got up and looked carefully, only to find that this should not really be a stool, it should be a small coffee table or art decoration.
But she was quite hard to touch just now, so she shouldn't be bad! She looked at the boss carefully and doubted in her heart.
Hey? Rubbing her hands, Ye Jinglan suddenly saw the words displayed on the system, Qing, a hundred-year-old small leaf red sandalwood root carving!
What is Pterosandalwood? Ye Jinglan has heard of it even in the lonely world, it is a kind of hardwood that is one inch long for a hundred years, and it is very rare to see a mature rosewood tree in the world, in her memory, this kind of wood is expensive!
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the boss didn't break it for you, did he? I see that this carving has a lot of fate with me, and it just so happens that my family has moved to a new house and has shortcomings in furnishings, so if it is not expensive, I will buy it. Ye Jinglan saw that the boss was in a hurry to sell, she probably didn't know how precious this thing was, so she asked about the price.
"Is this good?" Zhang Xia also came over at this time, and when she saw her daughter asking about the price of wood, she expressed her doubts, and the wood is also an antique?
"Of course, this is all hand-carved by the master, and it is absolutely artistic at home, if you take it sincerely, you will give a thousand." This thing was sold by a neighbor to him, and if he couldn't sell it today, he would have to help move it back, it was too heavy, and he didn't want to toss back and forth.
In fact, the stall owner also has a bit of an eye, but this thing is too dirty, and it belongs to someone else, and he doesn't bother to clean it up and take a closer look, he won't think that he just missed a treasure.
"A thousand? That's too much, isn't it? Boss, you're cheaper, we can still consider it. Zhang Xia saw her daughter nodding, so she talked about the price.
"No, no, this thing of mine is not my own, I am selling it for others, and the original owner said that it cannot be sold for less than a thousand." The stall owner saw that the mother and daughter really wanted to buy it, so they didn't let the price go.
"Well, if the boss can help us deliver something to the shared phone booth outside the market, we'll buy it." Ye Jinglan felt that a thousand yuan was too worthwhile, but there was some trouble in transportation, and she couldn't let him send it directly to Wang's shop.
"That's fine." After receiving the money, the stall owner smiled and launched a tricycle, which is much better than pulling it home and pulling it back.
"This big piece of wood is a good thing?" When the stall owner was far away, Zhang Xia asked her daughter in a low voice.
"I feel like, hehe, wait until I ask a professional." Ye Jinglan was glad that she had a phone book with her, and called Wang Lao as she spoke, she didn't feel at ease if this thing was going to be sold by someone else!
The phone was quickly connected, but the young man in the store told her that Wang Lao was not in the store and was at home, so he gave her the phone number of Wang Xuemin's house.
called Wang Xuemin's home, and he heard that Ye Jinglan had something in his hand, so he gave the address and asked her to come directly to the house.
Helplessly, the mother and daughter took a taxi again, but this is also very good, at least Gendiao does not have to go back to the antique market.
Ye Jinglan thought that with the temperament of Wang Lao, she should live in a courtyard, but she didn't expect that when she arrived at the place, it was a small bungalow.
However, Ye Jinglan took a closer look after entering the door and found that even if this was a bungalow, it should be an antique-level bungalow.
"Yo, this guy is not big, but it's not light!" Wang Xuemin took the root carving from Zhang Xia's hand, but his hand sank down sharply, almost falling the root carving to the ground, and couldn't help but be taken aback, what kind of root carving is this, it is so heavy, and he looked down at the root carving in his hand.
The whole root is carved black and purple, but because it is too dirty, one piece is gray, and the other is shiny, which makes people look very uncomfortable.
"Let's wipe it first and then see!" A friend of Wang Xuemin also looked at it and suggested at the same time.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xuemin's wife took something to help clean up, and Zhang Xia's mother and daughter also wanted to help, but they were put aside.
When the whole root carving was almost wiped off, Wang Xuemin sighed and said: "Little girl, your luck is too good, whether this is red sandalwood or not, just looking at this carving is worth a thousand." ”
"Huh? Oh, my God! Where's a little better, Lao Wang, come and see. Wang Xuemin's friend looked at it more carefully.
He found that the root carving back lines and stripes revealed a luster, the annual ring lines into a stirred silk, subtle almost invisible, and there was no scar on it, you know, the general roots are scarred, like this, it seems that only rosewood has it.