Saying that, when Xie Bin was about to close the stall and go home, a small man stopped him and said in a low voice: "Dude, I have a good thing in my hand, do you want it?" ”

Xie Bin was stunned for a moment, but then remembered the little gangsters in the antique shop who specialized in cheating people out of money, so he shook his head and continued to clean up his stall.

The little man was anxious, "Dude, I'm not that, alas, how can I say it," said in a hurry, took out a piece of black wood from his arms, and said in a low voice: "Dude, rosewood, do you want it?" ”

Xie Bin was stunned, red sandalwood? My heart moved, and I asked, "Really?" Don't be blinded! ”

"Really, really, absolutely genuine!" The little man said with a chest.

Xie Bin thought for a while, "Can I take a look?" ”

"No problem," the little man said, handing the rosewood to Xie Bin.

Xie Bin looked at it, it was dark and brown, it did look like red sandalwood, and the wood was not afraid of him touching the porcelain, so he took it with both hands. As a result, after this piece of wood, which was not too big, Xie Bin realized that this piece of wood suspected to be red sandalwood was very heavy, heavier than all the wood he had ever seen.

I lowered my head and sniffed, with a faint fragrance, and if I looked closely, I could faintly see some cow hair lines, which were similar to red sandalwood. Xie Bin has never seen real red sandalwood, but after all, he is playing with wood, and he knows more about red sandalwood. To say that this is real rosewood, Xie Bin is 10,000 don't believe it, if that's the case, such a small piece of wood is definitely about 100,000, and it is impossible for this person to ask Xie Bin to sell it.

The most likely is African black red sandalwood or blood sandalwood, don't look at it with a sandalwood word, but the price is much worse. But even if it's not a real red sandalwood, this small piece will be about 10,000 yuan on the market.

Thinking of this, Xie Bin shook his head gently, "This is not the real red sandalwood, the real red sandalwood is worth about one million cubic meters, and this piece is also worth about 100,000, you can take it back." ”

"No, can't I be cheaper? It's not worth 100,000, it's worth at least 10,000! "The little man was in a hurry.

Xie Bin just made him anxious, this person's piece of wood, it is very likely that it is not coming from the right way, most likely that this person heard that the price of red sandalwood is expensive, and the scraps found from some mahogany furniture factories, but there is no place to make a move, so he can only find Xie Bin here.

Xie Bin listened to the little man's offer, but still shook his head, "Dude, forget it, I will buy such a fake red sandalwood for 10,000 yuan?" Are you a fool to me? ”

"This, this ......" The little man was obviously a little panicked when he heard that it was fake. Speaking of which, the real red sandalwood is expensive, not to mention, and it is very rare, and ordinary people absolutely do not know it, even some experts, it is easy to get confused, let alone such a person who is obviously not an expert.

Xie Bin also knows a lot about wood, and he understands the value of red sandalwood very clearly, so he concluded that this is African sandalwood or blood sandalwood by speculation. Among these similar woods, there are many varieties with sandalwood, but the most precious one is that one.

The little man saw Xie Bin making a gesture to leave, and hurriedly said, "Five thousand, I only need five thousand." ”

Xie Bin smiled secretly in his heart, but said: "Dude, if you really want to sell, five hundred yuan, pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, otherwise you can sell whoever you want." ”

"Five hundred is too little!" The little man was clearly not satisfied.

Xie Bin thought for a while, "That's it, eight hundred, eight hundred at most," he said and took out eight red tickets and shook them, "If you want, let's trade it, otherwise we won't talk about it." ”

The little man looked at the red banknotes in Xie Bin's hand, his eyes were red, and he seemed to be really anxious to ask for money, "More more......" The voice fell, and when he saw Xie Bin put the money in his pocket, he turned around and left, and quickly grabbed Xie Bin, "Eight hundred is eight hundred, alas..."

Xie Bin smiled secretly in his heart, but said unhappily on his face: "Dude, don't think you've suffered a big loss, I still think you've suffered a big loss, if you buy such a little fake red sandalwood for 800 yuan, do you think my money is blown by the wind?" As he spoke, he took out a pen and paper, "Now, write a receipt indicating where your counterfeit red sandalwood came from, when it was traded, and how much money it was traded!" ”

"This...," the man obviously didn't understand this, and really thought that Xie Bin wanted him to write out the true origin.

If he really wrote that it was stolen, Xie Bin really didn't dare to ask for it. "Hurry up, whether you are a family heirloom or a pick-up, the name of this wood is Ebony, and then press your handprint."

The little man suddenly realized, quickly wrote it, and finally pressed the handprint, which can be regarded as completing the transaction. This is also Xie Bin's perennial mixing on the antique street, and at least his vigilance must be maintained. After all, this sandalwood seems to be coming from the wrong way, if this little man is caught and Xie Bin is identified, Xie Bin will have a head to say, just say that he doesn't know, otherwise Xie Bin is afraid that he will also have to suffer a lawsuit.

Now that there is a receipt, and the name on the receipt is ebony, no one can say anything at that time. It is no secret that ebony counterfeit sandalwood is not a secret in the industry, and many furniture stores use ordinary mahogany and ebony to color and gain weight instead of sandalwood.

Seeing the little man leave happily with Xie Bin's eight hundred yuan, Xie Bin also hurriedly waited for the tricycle to go back.

Back to the rental house, Xie Bin took out this piece of sandalwood and looked at it carefully, and then compared the pictures on the Internet, and finally determined that this was African sandalwood. Speaking of which, although this African sandalwood is not as valuable as the real red sandalwood, it is also worth a lot of money, almost 1/5 of the red sandalwood, that is to say, the price of this small piece of sandalwood is also 10,000 yuan or 20,000 yuan. Xie Bin can be regarded as picking up a small leak.

If you wait until Xie Bin carves this piece of sandalwood, it can be sold for at least fifty or sixty thousand, and if the real red sandalwood is carved, it is estimated that it will be worth four or five hundred thousand, and most of the house money will be available.

But even so, Xie Bin felt satisfied. After this piece of sandalwood is completed, it is worth a whole year of his busyness.

Gently wipe it several times with a damp cotton cloth, and when you look at it again, you can clearly see the texture of the wood, like cow hair, which is the legendary cow hair pattern.

After carefully placing this piece of wood, Xie Bin prepared dinner. Logging in again, the little girl Wang Zi left a message for Xie Bin, "Uncle, I went to school, you have to hurry up and prepare a prize for me, don't cheat!" ”

Xie Bin smiled knowingly, and then opened some auction websites to take a look, there are also a lot of bamboo and wood carvings in it, but the prices are relatively high, the low one or two thousand, the high one hundred thousand. Of course, people sell "antiques", and as for whether they are real antiques, it depends on personal eyesight. In the eyes of those who don't know how to do it, everything is an antique, and in the eyes of those who know it, it's not clear.

To say antique this thing, really amazing, I heard a story on the street, said that it was a private entrepreneur in the north, spent hundreds of dollars to receive a plum bottle, a appraisal said that it was a good thing to open the door to the generation, happy to have a child, as a baby every day to enjoy playing, like it. Later, it was identified by others, but it was a high-imitation handicraft, and now it was broken, and there was a free fall movement, and it sounded.

Do you want to say, this thing is still that thing, you like it so much when you like it, and when you hear that it is a high imitation, you drop people, can you blame the bottle? The bottle is still the same bottle, the person is still the same person, and it didn't cost a few dollars, but the attitude before and after this is too different. To say that it is not expensive to spend a few hundred yuan to buy a high-imitation handicraft, speaking of which, the current technology and craftsmanship are not much worse than in ancient times. It's not porcelain that people play, but the word "antique".

It doesn't matter what it is, as long as it becomes an antique, it's worth a lot, and it's not worth it in general. If Xie Bin is willing, he will make some pulp for these ornaments in his hand, and then deal with them in old age, and the price will not be a problem to increase by 100 times at once. Just like Mr. Ma said, those porcelain bronzes are soaked in the pigsty for half a month, and then they are soaked twice, and they become antiques.

Of course, Mr. Ma is just joking, but it also illustrates the current situation of the antique industry from another aspect.

Xie Bin looked at the prices of those sandalwood furniture and handicrafts again, which are also sky-high, not something that ordinary people can afford, but Xie Bin can't see from the pictures how much of the so-called sandalwood furniture is real red sandalwood, and how much is similar to African sandalwood.

Of course, Xie Bin can only look at these luxury goods on the Internet, if he buys them himself, I am afraid that he can only afford a small piece of bankruptcy.

The next day was Monday, which was also Xie Bin's working day. Xie Bin completed his works from Monday to Friday, and went to the antique street on Saturday and Sunday to set up a stall to earn living expenses.

This work sounds very free, but in fact, under the pressure of survival, Xie Bin does not dare to relax for a moment, after all, he is already twenty-six years old, and he will be thirty years old if he does not save money.

But this Monday, Xie Bin didn't rush to complete those embryos, but took out the piece of sandalwood. Although it is not a real red sandalwood, it is also very valuable. Xie Bin has never handled such valuable wood.

This sandalwood is a standard hardwood, with a high hardness, and Xie Bin wants to try how hard this hardwood is. Among the wood that Xie Bin is using, only almond is considered a hardwood, but almond is more common, and the price naturally cannot be compared with these sandalwood.

Taking out a brand-new carving knife, Xie Bin began to sketch in his mind, thinking about what kind of ornament to carve.

This piece of sandalwood is not a regular rectangle, but a trapezoid. After thinking hard for a long time, Xie Bin suddenly remembered a famous ornament - horse stepping on Feiyan.

The shape of the horse stepping on the swallow is beautiful, the image is vivid and interesting, this kind of technique full of romantic style has left people with a rich imagination space and a strong appeal, and the demeanor of the combination of movement and static, in the bronze, is a unique and wonderful.

Xie Bin decided to borrow the artistic shape of Ma Ta Feiyan to complete this sandalwood work.

Wood carvings are naturally different from bronzes, and wood carvings should be more vivid and vivid, the shapes can be more exquisite, and the details can be more realistic.

Using a carving knife to roughly sketch a few knives on the sandalwood, Xie Bin set the layout and level of this work in his mind.

After everything was ready, Xie Bin sat down in front of the workbench and began to use the knife. As soon as the knife went down, Xie Bin still underestimated the hardness of the sandalwood, and the sharp carving knife flashed and penetrated deeply into the palm of Xie Bin's left hand.

Xie Bin gritted his teeth and jumped up suddenly, grabbed his left hand tightly with his right hand, wrapped it in a piece of white cotton, and ran towards the clinic not far away.

This knife almost pierced Xie Bin's palm, looking at the bubbling blood, Xie Bin's heart also twitched and twitched, this hand won't be wasted, right?! When he ran to the clinic with his left hand in front of his chest for three steps and two steps, Xie Bin's chest was already covered with blood.

Seeing Xie Bin covered in blood, several old ladies who were receiving infusions in the clinic jumped up at once, and one of them, who was still Xie Bin's neighbor, exclaimed: "Xiao Xie, what's wrong with you?" As he spoke, he shouted to the doctor, "Xiao Wang, come quickly." ”

Xie Bin gritted his teeth and grinned and forced a smile: "Auntie, it's nothing, I was stabbed with a knife." ”