Lie said that the capital under the "autumn tiger" Yinwei is still very hot! Car exhaust fumes mixed with dust in the air, rolling up layers of heat waves, forming a strange hot and humid wind.

Liu Yuhao pursed his thirsty lips, revealing a hint of imperceptible perseverance, and walked off the bus platform. He smiled slightly, and scolded in his heart, "crazy old man", how can he meet your requirements in ten days! ”

After Jingkelong, Liu Yuhao knew that Pan Jiayuan was ahead! Liu Yuhao has been studying in the capital for more than six years, and he has been here with that "crazy old man" countless times, even if he closes his eyes, he can touch it.

The "crazy old man" in Liu Yuhao's mouth is his mentor Qi Ji. Dean of the Department of Archaeology, Yenching University, Ph.D. Supervisor. Because he attaches great importance to Liu Yuhao's learning spirit and enlightenment, he made an exception and served as Liu Yuhao's master's tutor! Qi Lao is also a well-known jade carving master throughout the country, and Mr. Chen Chen is also known as "Southern Chen and Northern Qi".

Just last night, the old man gave Liu Yuhao a very simple request: "You take this 10,000 yuan and help me buy an old object that opens the door within ten days!" It's okay to think of it as your graduation; If it's your graduation gift to this old man, I will do it in ten days." After saying this, the "crazy old man" showed a strange smile. It contains a little appreciation or a little recognition.

At that time, after hearing the old man's words, Liu Yuhao was dumbfounded, standing there dumbfounded, looking at the "crazy old man" with a somewhat sly smile, and suddenly felt a thrill all over his body! Panjiayuan is a well-known handicraft market, who doesn't know.

"Oh my God! There are so many disciples who want to graduate, why do you want to cry without tears! ”

"Brother Wooho"

Liu Yuhao was looking down and thinking about his thoughts, when he suddenly heard someone calling him. It's strange that I don't know anyone in this huge Yanjing City!

Liu Yuhao turned his head and looked left and right, and there was a fat man in his forties standing not far in front of him, who was just one meter seven tall, but his tonnage was definitely almost two hundred pounds. Standing there with a smile, waving at Liu Yuhao while holding a handkerchief to wipe the sweat that kept flowing out of his forehead.

Liu Yuhao also smiled faintly at the fat man, which was regarded as a greeting. This is Liu Yuhao's gold medal greeting. Liu Yuhao has always shown the feeling of not being good at words in front of outsiders, but what is exposed under his body is a strong bookish atmosphere, which is very indifferent.

The fat man who beckoned to Liu Yuhao was Qin Weixian, the owner of Panjiayuan's Guangzang Pavilion, and his Guangzang Pavilion was not a large-scale antique shop in Panjiayuan, but the palm eye in the store, Master Wang's eyesight was good, and he would find some fine products from time to time. In the past six years or so in the capital, Liu Yuhao has been to Qin Fatzi's shop with the "crazy old man" countless times. It's an old acquaintance!

Qin Weixian has troubled Qi Lao a lot over the years, so he is also polite to Qi Lao, a proud protégé. Liu Yuhao is not famous, but the guy behind the young man is a big man in the antique shop.

"What's wrong, Boss Qin? You still come out to exercise on a hot day! That's not your style. Liu Yuhao responded with a smile.

"Don't mind, Brother Yuhao! I've said it many times, either brother, if you can afford your brother, you will be called Brother Qin; You can call me Qin Fat no matter what. Your brother's mouthful, Boss Qin's call makes my brother feel weird in my heart, hehe," Qin Weixian said sincerely.

Liu Yuhao smiled lightly and didn't answer Qin Weixian's words.

"Brother Yuhao, our two brothers have known each other for so many years, you personally look at the old man, every time you go to Panjiayuan, you will come to my store to sit for a while. How blessed it is for me to be able to let Qi Lao see that little shop of mine, brother, you say yes! Hey! ”。

Qin Wei was in a hurry, his old face was black and red, and the Shandong dialect came out with the Beijing accent or something. After speaking, Qin Wei first stood there holding his general's belly, and he laughed dryly.

Liu Yuhao was also given a headache by this old and slippery businessman, so he had to follow Qin Fatzi's words and said, "Uh, what's that, then I'll call you Brother Qin from now on." ”

I don't know if it was the sun or if I was really happy, Qin Wei, who was full of red light, nodded his head and trembled with the fat on his face and neck. "That's not it, our brothers, who should be like this a long time ago."

"Brother Yuhao knows no! Last night, Cao Yong walked away in the fire."

Looking left and right, the fat man Qin had a straight face, and then said in a low voice.

"Cao Yong is dead? How do you say that? I heard a senior brother say that yesterday Cao Yongcai changed a piece of Ming Xuande's 'blue and white alum red color seawater dragon pattern bowl'! Why is this going to be gone again? Liu Yuhao was taken aback, and was suddenly surprised.

"Hey! Who said it wasn't brother! Qin Fatzi said with a dejected face.

"You don't know yet, that buddy, it's unlucky, this time 'taking medicine' is unlucky, and the bad luck has lost 300,000. According to him, this money is not much, but he can't bear his little family background, isn't it! Wait until you know that you have hit the eye! Qin Weixian sighed regretfully.

Cao Yong, Liu Yuhao, knew that he was a fellow villager in Hubei Province, a very righteous man from northwest Hubei Province. Ten years ago, I was obsessed with antiques. The water in this line is too deep, and it was a few months before the meeting, and he lost his family background, and his wife left with a Chaozhou man, leaving a daughter named Cao Ruotong. Later, Lao Cao Yi gritted his teeth, quit his job, took his daughter to the north, and came directly to this Pan family to make a living, and depended on his daughter for more than ten years. The father and daughter, Liu Yuhao, have seen it.

Collecting can not listen to the wind is the rain, listen to other people's words, spend your own money is a big taboo in the antique industry. This line has six mottos: "See more, listen more, buy less"! Except for those who are interested in using the collection to gamble on the dream of making a fortune, many lovers who are new to Tibet can easily become counterfeit collectors in the end.

Playing antiques is different from others: first, the water is too deep and easy to choke; the second is that the knowledge is too big and difficult to understand; Besides, there are more fakes and too little, and you can sweat no matter how you play. Someone said, "Can you be careful?" ”

No way! Why? This line of work is not something that can be avoided by being careful alone, and there are endless confusing stories. Especially those who are full of jargon and "open the door" before they have even figured it out, you dare to open the door casually, and others can stuff fake things in.

"Brother Qin Qin, after all, I have known Lao Cao for more than five years, and I am a fellow countryman, you can take me to Lao Cao's house to have a look." Liu Yuhao felt a little uncomfortable when he heard that this Cao Yong was actually dead. After all, they know each other.

"Let's go together, brothers, I'm just going to go on a trip, and I've been in a relationship with Cao Yong's kid for almost ten years, and I don't know what happened to his little girl," Qin Wei said first.

Liu Yuhao and Qin Wei said as they walked, and Qin Fatzi slowly told the story of Lao Cao. It turned out that Cao Yong was "planted a mine" by three people from Zhengzhou, Henan.

Cao Yong originally came to practice the stall in Panjiayuan, and when he was about to close the stall last night, two people came to the west, one tall and one short, dressed very rural. I only heard the tall man say: "I blame you for being a dead nine baby, I can't say it, you dead ball baby, I don't mean that someone in this capital can pay a high price to collect our things, this is a good thing, the wooden people want to sleep on the street today." He looked at the short man beside him with resentment.

"When I said this, you were also wooden, didn't you? This will complain that I use the ball, and I am not a fairy, there is a wooden man, and I want to know a ball! "The nine babies are unwilling.

The tall man angrily picked up the snakeskin bag in his hand, reached in and took out a bottle: "This thing, Lao Tzu smashed a ball, and my daughter-in-law is still waiting for me to come home." ”

As soon as Cao Yong raised his eyes and saw the object in the tall man's hand, his heart couldn't help but thump, and the qualifications of the ten-year Pan Jiazi also made Cao Yong know a little bit.

I'm afraid that the tall man in his hand is not the double-ring bottle of Qianlong enamel, right? There is also such an object in the Forbidden City. Come to think of it. Cao Yong's heart beat again.

"I said, buddy, you two brothers are going to sell this thing, aren't you?"

Taking a deep breath, Cao Yong took his stall without moving, and while collecting things, he struck up with the two people next to him.

Jiuwa glanced at Lao Cao, pouted and said: "Sell a few, the boss here doesn't want this thing, I'm hungry for a day, don't sell it, buy a bun and eat it, and I'll go home and count the ball." ”

"I'll take things too. I see that your brother and sister have also been running for a day, otherwise your brother and sister will sell me this bottle, and forget it, so that you two will not be unhappy about this, hehe! Cao Yong took the words of the two brothers in Central Plains Province.

The tall man smiled and said, "Dude, we took a lot of effort to get this bottle." As he spoke, he gestured with his hand and dug down. Cao Yong instantly understood that these two were "supporting the pot". The so-called "branch pot" is the jargon of tomb robbing.

"So, two brothers, I'll pay 10,000 yuan for this item, can you sell it?"

After that, Cao Yong looked at Jiuwa and the tall man's expressions quietly. Tall and lucky, Jiuwa obviously swallowed and spit, and moved under the Adam's apple: "Ten thousand? What was the bride price given to the woman's family when we got married in Houzhuang the month ago? ”

"You called a ball, didn't you tell you that you don't shout your name, you call Lao Tzu's famous ball." The tall man glanced at Jiuwa hatefully, his eyes widened, and he whispered angrily.

Cao Yong saw the way the two brothers took the bottle just now and knew that they were not from the industry. People in the industry pay attention to porcelain, but to carry and touch a piece of porcelain in their hands, they must be approved by the owner. If you accidentally take an object without consent, if you cause damage, it will involve a financial dispute. Porcelain is fragile, and all movements should be handled with care. Pay attention to your surroundings during the lifting process, especially do not collide with the corners of tables, chairs, and counters.

Jiuwa handed the bottle to Cao Yong, and Cao Yong looked at it carefully. Open short neck, shoulder slop, belly, circle feet, shoulders decorated with gold colored elephants, head rings, paved head; The outsole is a black enamel color "Qianlong Year" four pairs of seal books. Xin said: "Look at this thick porcelain fetus, slurry is really good, like a fake." If this is sold and I don't know what price it can sell, it is not surprising if it is estimated to sell at a sky-high price through the auction house! Cao Yong couldn't help but swallow his saliva like Jiuwa, and there was a burst of joy in his heart.

"Well, how much does this object cost, I want it!" Cao Yong said.

"I asked for 50,000 yuan for this bottle, little brother!" Suddenly, a voice came from the side. Cao Yong frowned and glanced at an old man in his early sixties standing next to him, dressed very neatly.

"Hey, hey, I said, why did you break the rules." Cao said angrily. There are rules for the sale of antiques, when a person is looking at a thing, he does not put it down, and the person next to him can only wait for the equivalent price to be negotiated, or the party has left before he can talk again, and the old man is breaking the rules by doing so.

When the old man heard Cao Yong's words, his face turned red and he smiled apologetically: "Friend, you haven't bought this object yet, and I like it very much, hehe, I have the right to bid." Otherwise, I'll give you 10,000 yuan, and you won't rob me again, how about it? Friends"!

"I'll give 70,000." Cao Yong gritted his teeth and said.

80,000, 100,000, 120,000 Cao Yong fell into the old man's gradual price increase, and the last time the price was raised, the old man had directly increased the price to 280,000.

looked at the goods around him, estimated his deposit, and finally gritted his teeth, Cao Yong said hatefully: "Mara's next door!" 300,000, if you are higher than 300,000, you don't want it! After speaking, he glanced at the old man hatefully.

In fact, in the antique industry, which one is not a thief. In the mouths of these people, the dead can be said to be alive, and the living can be said to be geniuses. So in this industry, no matter what others say, I want to "get points", I can only recognize my own eyes, and I can only swallow my teeth and blood in my stomach. The unique vision is the fundamental blame for the survival of people like Cao Yong, and it can only be blamed on Lao Cao, who was buried by the master of the industry this time. Maybe it's really what people often call fate!

The old man gave him a strange look, shook his head, and left, Cao Yong let out a long breath! At this time, Cao Yong was completely red-eyed, forgetting the word "quitting greed" that often hung on his lips, and he didn't notice that Jiuwa secretly gave the old man a thumbs up behind his back: "Jiang is still old and spicy, and when I go back, I really want to learn more from my father again, how to learn this trickle." ”