Chapter 87: I Took This Object
Tang Dou leisurely returned to the past and the present, and he didn't even glance at Jubaozhai on the other side, but he knew that Ge Changgui must be hiding in a corner and peeping, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a hint of ridicule.
Walking into the store, I didn't see Mengzi, I saw Liu Shuyi and Zhang Chunlai greeting a few guests, Tang Dou guessed that Mengzi must be in the reception room with the laja who made a set, and walked to Zhang Chunlai's side with a slight smile.
"Boss, Brother Mengzi is waiting for you in the reception room." Seeing that the person who came over was Tang Dou, Zhang Chunlai hurriedly spoke.
Tang Dou smiled politely at the guest who Zhang Chunlai was accompanying, and beckoned to Zhang Chunlai: "Chunlai, come here." โ
Zhang Chunlai walked up to Tang Dou in a hurry, Tang Dou dragged him, leaned into his ear and whispered a few words, Zhang Chunlai smiled, patted his chest and said, "Boss, just look at it." โ
Tang Dou smiled and walked towards the reception room, walked to the door and fiddled with his mobile phone, and directly pushed the door and walked in.
"Beans, you're back." When Mengzi saw Tang Dou, he stood up from the sofa with relief, and said with a smile to a young man in his thirties next to him: "Mr. Gao, let me introduce you, this is our boss Tang Dou." โ
Mr. Gao stood up and shook Tang Dou's hand, not surprised at Tang Dou's youth, but said a little anxiously: "Are you the boss?" โ
Tang Dou smiled and nodded: "I'm the boss, I heard that Mr. Gao is going to sell an object?" โ
Mr. Gao sighed: "My wife has a brain tumor, and I have no choice but to take out the family's ancestral baby for emergency, and the hospital is still waiting for me to pay the operation fee." If this brother hadn't stopped me just now, I would have gone to another house a long time ago. โ
Tang Dou smiled, the most important thing in the antique shop is the story, it depends on the acting skills, not to mention, the acting skills of the person in front of him are really good, it is a pity not to devote himself to the film and television industry.
"Mr. Gao, take a look at the objects, if the things are good, I will keep them, the money is negotiable, you can ask for cash, a check or a transfer." Tang Dou said with a smile.
Mr. Gao sighed, and reluctantly picked up a cardboard box beside him and put it on the coffee table.
"If it weren't for this incident at home, I wouldn't be willing to do this treasure."
While chattering, Mr. Gao opened the cardboard box, looked inside distressedly, and carefully took out a bronze pot with a simple shape full of patina and put it on the coffee table.
Seeing this bronze pot, Tang Dou's eyes lit up, took the gloves handed over by Mengzi and put them on, and carefully picked up the bronze pot.
The bronze pot is the head of the beast, the shape of the dragon body handle, the body of the pot is crested with fine cloud and thunder patterns, the four sides of the vessel and the lid are all hooked ridges, the cover edge and the circle foot are decorated with symmetrical curved snake patterns, the neck of the vessel is decorated with symmetrical bird patterns, and the cover and abdomen are decorated with symmetrical deformation of the body dragon pattern, which is extremely exquisite.
Tang Dou reversed the bronze pot, and a line of inscriptions was revealed at the bottom of the pot, Tang Dou touched the magnifying glass from the coffee table, and read slowly: "Ding Zi, Wang Xingkui, Wang Yi Xiaochen Yu Kuibei, but the king comes to the right side, but the king is ten and five, and the sun is long." โ
This is a memoir inscription, the pen is strong and powerful, the beginning and the end are sharp, and the waves are obvious, which is the late Shang Dynasty is called the golden script of the waves.
Tang Dou smiled, put the bronze pot on the coffee table, and praised: "It's really a good object." โ
Mengzi put a can of Coke in front of Tang Dou and asked in a low voice, "Douzi, is this bronze pot real?" โ
Tang Dou saw that Mr. Gao was also listening with his ears pricked up, smiled slightly, reached out and picked up the Coke and took a sip, but as if he was choked, he turned his head and coughed violently.
Mengzi hurriedly got up to help Tang Dou pat his back, and after a while, Tang Dou took a breath, smiled apologetically at Mr. Gao, and said, "I'm sorry Mr. Gao." โ
Mr. Gao waved his hand: "It's okay, boss, you've seen this object, I don't know if you can accept it, I'm still waiting for money to save my life." โ
Tang Dou smiled: "Mr. Gao, I can understand your feelings. Let me be honest with you, this is a good object of yours, and I really want to take it. โ
Mr. Gao smiled: "Then how much money are you going to pay?" โ
Tang Dou smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry, we also have rules for doing this business, we have never accepted things of unknown origin, can you tell me how you got this object?" โ
Mr. Gao said with a dissatisfied face: "It's so troublesome, I would have gone to someone else's house if I knew it." โ
Tang Dou smiled and said, "Even if you go to someone else's house, others have to ask for the source." โ
Mr. Gao hesitated for a moment and said, "Let me tell you the truth, our old man was the leader of the rebels back then, do you understand?" โ
Tang Dou smiled and said: "I understand, I understand, although your object is not taken out of the tomb by the scorpion, but this way is neither black nor white, then you will have to discount the price a lot when you sell this object." โ
If you are doing it, you are not afraid of a counteroffer, as long as there is a counteroffer, this business is equivalent to half of it.
Mr. Gao leaned on the back of the sofa clearly, looked at Tang Dou and asked with a smile: "Then how much can this boss pay for this object?" My object has an inscription, and it is at least twice as valuable as those bronzes without inscriptions. โ
Tang Dou smiled: "Mr. Gao is to the point, it seems that Mr. Gao is also an expert." โ
Mr. Gao's face changed for a moment, and he waved his hand and said: "What kind of expert am I, I just heard others talk about it, we are all young people, you can give me a happy word, how much do you plan to spend on this object, if it is suitable, I will leave it for you, I am still waiting for money to save my life." โ
Tang Dou straightened up and picked up the Coke and took a sip, and said to Mr. Gao with a smile: "Actually, the problem with your object is the inscription. โ
Mengzi's eyes widened: "Douzi, do you mean that this bronze pot is imitation?" โ
Mr. Gao's face also changed, and he glared at Tang Dou and asked, "What do you mean?" โ
Tang Dou smiled and waved his hand: "You don't have to be nervous, I didn't say that this pot is imitation, and I dare to guarantee that this bronze pot must have been cast in the late Shang Dynasty." โ
"And what do you mean?" Mr. Gao's face softened a little.
Tang Dou smiled and listened attentively, not knowing what he was listening to.
Just when Mengzi and Mr. Gao were both feeling a little impatient, Tang Dou said with a smile: "Mr. Gao may not know, the bronzes with inscriptions are prohibited by the state from private trading, and both the buyer and the seller will get into trouble, so ......, hehe, I advise Mr. Gao to donate this bronze pot to the state, I think the country will give you appropriate compensation." โ
"Fart", Mr. Gao couldn't help but stand up and scolded: "If you don't buy it, don't delay my work, donate to the country, I was kicked in the head by a donkey or you were kicked in the head by a donkey, how much money will you give if you donate to the country?" You don't have to bargain with me with these arguments, you can tell me a happy word, you take this pot or not, if you don't accept it, I'll go find another home. โ
Tang Dou also stood up with a smile, shook his head and said: "I will never do anything illegal, if you want to find the next home, you can find the next home, and you won't send it away." โ
Mr. Gao changed his polite appearance just now, glared at Tang Dou and scolded: "You are a fucking mallet, blindly delaying Lao Tzu's time, I am worried that good things can't be sold these days, whose store on this street is clean, fuck." โ
"Who are you scolding, looking for a smoke, right?" The fierce man stared at Mr. Gao and pushed him, but Mr. Gao stumbled back on the sofa, staring at the fierce man with a big waist and a round waist, but he dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.
Tang Dou smiled and grabbed Mengzi and shook his head gently.
Mr. Gao was stunned for a while, muttered the bronze pot into the cardboard box, got up and picked up the cardboard box and walked to the door, but when he was about to walk to the door, he stopped, turned to Tang Dou and said: "Okay, Lao Tzu admitted it today, this boss, you see if this will work, I am really waiting for money to save my life, how about I sell this object to you cheaper?" Otherwise, I'd be going to find the next house. โ
Tang Dou smiled and shook his head: "I don't want to sell me a dime, please." โ
Mr. Gao was obviously angry, and gave Tang Dou a thumbs up: "You are awesome, I don't believe that no one on this street dares to accept my object." โ
At this time, a man's voice came from outside the door of the reception room: "Yes, who said no, I took your object." โ
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