Chapter 7: Exchange of Collections (I)

"Don't, don't fall." Wang Datong hurriedly snatched the wine bowl, remembering yesterday's nightmare, and still has palpitations, not to mention a bowl of talisman wine, even a piece of shit He also admitted.

Wang Datong usually socializes a lot, and the amount of self-owned alcohol is good, but one pound and two pots are in the stomach, and the stomach will inevitably roll for a while, and the stomach is discussed, what the second master of Jingyang Gang Shangwu drinks is definitely not distilled wine, otherwise let alone the ** bowl, a big bowl can be given to the whole party.

"Director Wang, remember, each talisman is equipped with a catty and two pot heads, and it has no effect if it is missing." Qin Xuebing has quietly helped Wang Datong pull out the nightmare talisman, but he doesn't want Wang Datong to have a good time, three days and nine catties and two pots, I believe it will impress the big director.

"In addition, I suggest that Director Wang should stay in the hotel first, or call back." Qin Xuebing was really afraid that this guy would get drunk and drive back, if there were three long and two short on the way, then he wouldn't be able to get a house.

"The house, the little four, it's gone." Seeing Qin Xuebing leave, Wang Datong was deeply resentful, this house was bought by him after he embezzled public funds in the stock market for nearly two years, and the candidates for the fourth child were also found, that is, students of Beijing University, but they were tossed by Qin Xuebing, and they were gone.

Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to retaliate, otherwise with Qin Xuebing's methods, it would be light for him to have nightmares, and it would probably not be difficult to take his surname directly, and the best way was to stay away from this evil star.

Old Man Qin changed into a Taoist robe as usual, carrying a fortune-telling outfit, with crane hair and a childish face, quite a bit of fairy wind and bones. But as soon as he walked out of the house, he was stopped by Qin Xuebing: "Grandpa, don't go out today, I'll tell you something." ”

Old Man Qin has not used the Qimen secret technique in the past twenty years, but his eyesight has not regressed, and at a glance, he can see that there is a red light on the tip of Qin Xuebing's nose, which looks like a red cloud, which is a sign of fortune, and he asked sternly: "You bastard boy, you won't use the Qimen secret technique to make a fortune, right?" ”

"Grandpa, how dare I." Qin Xuebing hurriedly shook his head, if he admitted it, he might be beaten. He needed to find a suitable reason at a suitable opportunity, and then tell the old man the qi refining technique.

As for the jade pen, it is too magical, too illusory, and it is destined to be Qin Xuebing's secret alone. Of course, even if you say it, I'm afraid no one will believe it: "I picked up a leak in Panjiayuan, spent a few hundred yuan to buy a Ming Yongle Neifu plum bottle, and when I sold it, I changed it to a house and a million cash." ”

Qin Xuebing didn't tell the truth, otherwise, with the old man's shrewdness, it was easy to see that he used the Qimen secret technique to make money, and these things had to wait until the old man was told the qi refining technique before the old man could let the old man know.

Old Man Qin didn't suspect that there was a fake, and asked, "Where is the house?" ”

"Yunyang Community, with an area of 120 square meters, has been renovated, you always pick a zodiac auspicious saying, we will move over." Qin Xuebing was a little impatient, and if he had the conditions, he naturally didn't want the old man to live in a small house of less than thirty square meters.

Old Man Qin gave him a strange look, and scolded with a smile: "You bastard boy haven't been to Yunyang Community, have you?" ”

"How do you know?" Qin Xuebing couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the old man began to use strange techniques.

"If you've been, then it's no wonder if I don't beat you up."

Old Man Qin glared at him and continued: "I went to Yunyang Community to tell people's fortunes, and the feng shui over there is not good, so it is not suitable for living. ”

Qin Xuebing understood that if he knew that the feng shui was not good and asked the old man to move over, then he would really be suspicious of begging for a beating. However, in this regard, he has another opinion: "You have always said that there is no absolute in feng shui, and the pattern is determined, so let's just change the pattern." ”

"You bastard, are you delusional about using the secret art of Qimen again?" Old Man Qin angrily cultivated the Finger Flick Divine Skill on his forehead.

Qin Xuebing knew that he had missed his words, so he smiled and said, "Then I'll sell the house first, and let's go to see the house on the weekend." ”

"Go by yourself, I won't hang out with you."

Old Man Qin knew that buying a house was cumbersome, so he didn't want to follow it, but he also put forward a few suggestions, first of all, the feng shui should be good, secondly, there should be a park nearby, and finally there should be a primary and secondary school nearby.

Qin Xuebing deeply believes that good feng shui is not only beneficial to the body and mind, but also very beneficial to fortune, which cannot be ignored. What's more, as a Qimen person living in a place with bad feng shui, if he is bumped into by his peers, it will really be a shame.

Parks are also extremely important, in today's urban life, the distance between people is getting farther and farther away, Qin Xuebing doesn't want the old man to live in a building, do nothing all day, maybe he will get Alzheimer's disease in advance. If there is a park, it will be different, the old man can go to the park to wander around and walk the birds, chat with other old men and old ladies and play chess, life must be delicious.

As for the school, it is for the sake of the next generation, and when Qin Xuebing has children in the future, it will be more convenient to go to school.

After accompanying the old man to study for a long time and taking all the factors into account, Qin Xuebing rushed to the Sifang Pavilion with the bag of copper coins, but he didn't want to miss this exchange meeting.

For Qin Xuebing, participating in such an exchange meeting has many advantages, being able to meet people in the circle, exchange collection experience, and grasp the dynamics of the antique circle, which has achieved the purpose of increasing his knowledge.

The other is the exchange of collections, which can exchange collections and trade collections, without having to be made a profit by the antique shop, and even sell them at a price higher than the market when they meet enthusiasts.

In this regard, Qin Xuebing can be said to have suffered deeply, according to Ye Zijing's estimate, the Neifu plum bottle was sold for three million, and Qin Xuebing would lose at least one million. But if Qin Xuebing has enough connections in the circle, will he still lose a million?

"Boss Qian, this old fox, you just pray that there are no fine products in this bag of copper coins." Qin Xuebing smiled hesitantly, he had heard of Qian Zhengtai's reputation as "money-hungry" in Panjiayuan, if there was a fine product in this bag of copper coins, and it was a fine product that Qian Zhengtai did not have, then he was absolutely confident that he would take back the one million he had lost.

"Boss Qian, Beibei beauty, meet again."

Qin Xuebing looked very familiar with each other, put the copper coin on the cabinet, and joked: "I haven't seen you for two days, Beibei's beauty is more delicate, her little face is like honey, delicate and dripping, I really want to kiss it." ”

"Fuck off, go to the Sifang Pavilion to tease my granddaughter." Qian Zhengtai scolded with a smile, but he didn't see that this kid really had a bit of a bastard demeanor.

Qian Beibei rolled her eyes, touched her smooth little face, and hummed: "If you have the ability, you will kiss it, and if you kiss it, you will be responsible." ”

"Ahem......"

Qin Xuebing coughed violently, he never thought that this beauty would be so strong: "Beibei beauty, reserved, you must be reserved." ”

"I'm a beauty, not a lady, why should I be reserved." Qian Beibei is quite complacent, in her opinion, how tiring it is to be a lady.

"yes, I'm afraid of you." Qin Xuebing shut up stupidly, what else can he say when he meets such a tough girl?

"Cut, there is no color heart." Qian Beibei snorted again, very disdainful.

"I ......" Qin Xuebing really didn't know what to say, he could always catch a kiss to prove that he had a lustful gall, right? As everyone knows, he is responsible for kissing, and he can't afford this responsibility, and he doesn't dare to take it.

"Qin Xuebing, I didn't expect you to be molested too."

The giggling sound came, which made Qin Xuebing even more depressed, and when he looked back, it was the warm-hearted chivalrous Ye Zijing: "Can't you be a minute late?" ”

"Can you see this show a minute later?"

Ye Zijing laughed, as the so-called early is better than lucky: "Boss Qian, Beibei, I have gained a lot recently." ”

"Compared to your old Ye family, our Sifang Pavilion is just a small fight."

Qian Beibei greeted him warmly, took Ye Zijing's arm, and pouted at Qin Xuebing: "Zijing, how do you know this guy?" ”

"Classmates, but this guy doesn't know how to take care of his classmates, he knows that I like porcelain, and he doesn't transfer the Ming Yongle Neifu plum bottle to me, hey......"

Ye Zijing sighed, and was deeply resentful: "Later, your grandfather and grandson will have to accept it and transfer the Ming Yongle Inner Mansion plum bottle to me." ”

"Secret auction, you have to make the other two competitors give in, but Zijing, you are so beautiful, as long as you blink your eyes a few times, you can ensure that they can't find the north." Qian Beibei said half-truthfully, the so-called secret auction is that several people bid at the same time, write the price on a slip of paper, and whoever bids higher will belong to whomever it is.

In fact, dark shooting is more difficult than open shooting, and you must figure out the psychology of competitors in order to buy it at a reasonable price.

In addition, it is necessary to figure out the psychology of the seller, and the price offered cannot be lower than the bottom line of the seller's psychology, otherwise the seller has the right not to sell.

Ye Zijing frowned, and didn't say anything more, although there are many immeasurable risks in this way of dark shooting, on the contrary, if you can guess the bottom line of your competitors, you can win it at the lowest price.

"Qin Xuebing, you still brought something over, won't you pick up the leak again?" Seeing a worn-out bag in front of Qin Xuebing, Ye Zijing decisively diverted the topic.

"With such a broken bag to participate in the antique exchange, he also has enough shame." Qian Beibei still did not forget to fight Qin Xuebing.

"Beibei beauty, it's not right to judge people by their appearance, and it's even more wrong to judge things by their appearance, this bag is full of ancient copper coins."

"Copper coins?" Qian Zhengtai and Qian Beibei's eyes couldn't help but light up, collecting ancient coins was their greatest interest.

"Ancient coins, boss money's favorite." Ye Zijing winked at Qin Xuebing, as if reminding him that he could take this opportunity to extort Qian Zhengtai.

"When you don't lack money, you have to keep the good things for yourself." Qin Xuebing said very cooperatively, as for whether there were high-quality ancient coins in the bag, and whether there were ancient coins that were scarce in Qian Zhengtai, he didn't know, because he was busy with other things in the past two days, and he hadn't had time to classify the ancient coins.

However, if there are old coins that can be found but not sought, he will keep them for himself, after all, he is also a collector.

Qian Beibei pursed her lips disapprenously, she knew very well her grandfather's achievements in the collection of ancient coins, only fifty treasures collected thirty-one, and other ancient coins of various periods were involved, the total number was as high as thousands, and the varieties were nearly thousand, it was definitely everyone who collected ancient coins, and the general ancient coins were not eye-catching at all, Qin Xuebing wanted to hang the appetite of the old man with this, which was tantamount to a fool's dream.

Qian Zhengtai squinted his eyes on the side, and he was also unimpressed, it was not that no one had taken ancient coins to the Sifang Pavilion to take advantage of them over the years, but when he turned around, he could find an ancient coin in better condition from the collection.

"Boss Qian, quickly take out the Ming Yongle Neifu plum bottle and get over it, I've been hungry for the past two days."

But it was a middle-aged fat man who walked in, with a big belly, a fat brain, and a painting scroll in his hand, presumably a collection used to participate in the exchange.

"Boss Liu, don't worry, Ouyang Sanshao will be here soon, I'll introduce you to the two children first."

Qian Zhengtai sat firmly on the Diaoyutai posture, and the few Tibetan friends he invited today are all Tibetan friends with super purchasing power, and he is not afraid that he will not be able to sell at a high price: "This is Miss Ye Zijing, from a family of collectors, she is young, but her eyesight is first-class; This is Qin Xuebing, and the plum bottle in Ming Yongle's inner mansion is what he picked up. ”

"They're all young talents." The middle-aged man seemed to be emotional, but he didn't think so, the antique industry was in dire straits, he was young, no matter how high his eyesight was, even if Qin Xuebing picked up the leak, in his opinion, it was just good luck and stepped on shit.

"Xiao Ye, Xiao Qin, this is Liu Yuanguang Boss Liu, who is doing chain business, and is also a big player in our antique industry, and he has a Ming Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup." Qian Zhengtai introduced again.

"Liu Yuanguang?" Qin Xuebing was stunned for a moment, isn't this the same name as Grandma Liu's unfilial eldest son? Could it be the same person?

Qin Xuebing's face became a little gloomy, if this guy is really Grandma Liu's eldest son, then he should die, he has a collection of Ming Chenghua Doucai Chicken Bowl Cups worth tens of millions, but it is not an exaggeration to let the old father and mother live in the garbage heap.

However, Qin Xuebing did not find a similarity with Grandpa Liu and Grandma Liu in Liu Yuanguang, and this person is fat, in stark contrast to the thin Grandma Liu's family, it is probably not, after all, the name Liu Yuanguang is too ordinary, and there are not 10,000 but 8,000 people with the same name in the country.

However, before there was sufficient evidence, Qin Xuebing was not easy to draw conclusions, but he was secretly attentive and said quietly: "Chenghua Doucai is already scarce, and the chicken bowl cup is expensive, it was auctioned for nearly 30 million Hong Kong dollars in 99 years, and now the value may not be less than 50 million, Boss Liu is a good blessing." ”

"Luckily, I just picked up a small leak." Liu Yuanguang said modestly, but the words were full of recklessness and pride.

Strictly speaking, Liu Yuanguang is not a lover of antiques, but in recent years, his business has become bigger and bigger, and the level of contact has become higher and higher. As for the Ming Chenghua Doucai Chicken Cup, it was purely unintentional, but it earned Liu Yuanguang a lot of face, and no one dared to regard him as a layman.

"Ming Chenghua Doucai Chicken Bowl Cup is a small leak, what is the broken Ming Yongle Neifu plum bottle? You just pray that you are not Grandma Liu's son. Qin Xuebing was secretly unhappy that the other party pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, and couldn't help but have the idea of Chenghua Doucai Chicken Bowl Cup, and once it was determined that Liu Guangyuan was Grandma Liu's unfilial eldest son, he would definitely get the chicken bowl cup.

"Boss Qian, I'm not late, am I? Hey, the little girl of the Ye family is also there. ”

With a thick voice, a sturdy man named Ouyang Zhanjun walked in, who was the third young man of the Ouyang family, who had already galloped in the business sea at a young age, and had rolled up a lot of wind and waves.

In addition, this Ouyang Sanshao is also an antique enthusiast, auctions, ghost markets, black markets, and stalls play everything, and he is good at everything, and he has already made a great name in the antique circle when he is only thirty years old.

"Third Brother Ouyang, I didn't go looking for a female star." Ye Zijing snorted, very dissatisfied with the title of girl.

"It's important for a woman to have an antique." Ouyang Zhanjun smiled, in addition to antiques, he loves female stars the most, of course, this is not a shameful thing, but it feels weird to be told by a little girl.

"You ......" Ye Zijing was angry, walked over and kicked Ouyang Zhanjun, and even said that women are not as important as antiques, this is not **naked discrimination against female surnames.

"Don't, the third brother is wrong, it's a female star who is as important as an antique." Ouyang Zhanjun smiled bitterly, the Ouyang family and the Ye family are world friends, and the two families love this little girl very much, and he doesn't dare to provoke it easily.

Ye Zijing coughed lightly and said seriously: "Since you admit your mistake, you have to admit punishment, you have to let me do today." What she said was naturally to point out the Yongle Neifu plum bottle.

"That's not going to happen." Ouyang Zhanjun hurriedly shook his head, didn't he come here just for the Neifu plum bottle, not to mention that he also made a promise to the old man at home that he must bring back the Ming Yongle Neifu plum bottle.

Ouyang Zhanjun's words made Qian Zhengtai breathe a sigh of relief, if these people didn't compete, then the Neifu plum bottle would not be able to sell for a good price, so he hurriedly changed the topic: "Everyone is here, let's start." ”

Qian Zhengtai led everyone to the small living room in the corner, and while letting Qian Beibei serve tea, he took out the plum bottle of Ming Yongle Neifu and put it on the table: "Everyone, please palm." ”

"Ouyang Sanshao played porcelain much earlier than me, so please ask first." Liu Yuanguang knows that he has a few pounds and a few taels, and it is true that he has picked up big leaks, but he has more eyes, but he has not spread it, so it is better to listen to what others say and then make a judgment.

"Then I'll do it."

Ouyang Zhanjun was not polite, picked up the inner plum bottle and looked at it, while saying: "The whole vessel is full of blue and white glaze, the glaze is thick and thick, smooth as jade, the flint red at the junction of the foot tire glaze is obvious, the circle foot is short and shallow, the sand bottom is fine, and there is a very light flint red locally. ”

Ouyang Jun deliberately only said half of it, and then put the plum bottle of the inner mansion on the table: "The little girl of the Ye family, you also palm your eyes." ”

Ye Zijing didn't give in, and after looking at it for a while, she only said one sentence: "The shoulder of the bottle is written in regular script with imported blue and white material Su Ma Liqing, the font is full, the blue and white hair color is pure, and the pigment is deep into the bone fetus, which is in line with the characteristics of the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty." Boss Liu, it's your turn. After speaking, put the plum bottle in the inner house.

"When I traveled to Taiwan last year, I was fortunate to see the Ming Yongle Neifu plum vase in the National Palace in Taipei, which is basically the same as this one, and there are no traces of old age on this whole vessel, it should be an object with a wide open door."

Liu Yuanguang's words made everyone roll their eyes, and what they said was equivalent to not saying anything.

Qin Xuebing asked at the right time: "Boss Liu, don't you think this Ming Yongle Neifu plum bottle is very familiar?" ”

"Of course it's familiar, if the bottle mouth is intact, it's almost exactly the same as the one in the National Palace in Taipei."

Liu Yuanguang said as a matter of course, while the others were puzzled and didn't understand why Qin Xuebing had such a question.

"Isn't it really Grandma Liu's eldest son?" Qin Xuebing muttered secretly, if Liu Yuanguang was Grandma Liu's eldest son, he would definitely have seen this Ming Yongle Neifu plum vase when he was a child, but looking at Liu Yuanguang's expression, he should not have the slightest impression of it.

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