Chapter 203: Ping An Buckle

When they came to the conference room, everyone's eyes were focused on Qin Han, because Qin Han was holding a toy peach wood sword in his hand.

"Qin Han, you are holding a peachwood sword, have you given up the game?" Ouyang Lei asked.

"Of course not!" Qin Han shook his head.

"How much is a peachwood sword worth? Do you think you can win? ”

"So you admit that the Peachwood Sword can be used for competition?" Hearing Ouyang Lei's words, Qin Han smiled and grabbed his speech as soon as he could.

"Okay, I agree!" Ouyang Lei sneered.

If it's a sword made of ebony, there's a chance it still has some value.

But a sword made of peach wood, even if it is an antique, is not worth much, and he thinks that Qin Han will definitely lose this game.

Since he was decided, he didn't bother with Qin Han too much, and let Qin Han easily participate in the competition with a peachwood sword.

Since as one of the parties to the game, the Ouyang family has no opinions, and the referees naturally have no opinions, and they don't want to be villains.

Because they came to be referees, they knew some information about the Qin and Han dynasties.

Knowing that Qin Han's potential is very great, as long as he does not die young, he must be a big name in the antique world in the future, of course, he can't be easily offended.

"Everyone, please see, at the root of the sword body, there are five slightly vague fonts, seal characters, translated into the current simplified characters, Murgen Dai Qing, if anyone is familiar with the history of the inventory, they should know that this is a given number, and the owner of the number is Aixin Jueluo Dolgon, the fourteenth son of the Qing Taizu Nurhachi, and the second son of Abahai..."

This person used to be the owner of the White Flag of the Eight Banners, and he was also a well-known figure in the history of the Qing Dynasty.

And the long sword that Song Guangsheng bought was the sword given by Aixin Jueluo Dolgon, although it was not very well preserved.

“... So, I estimate it, three million..."Song Guangsheng finally priced the sword.

Weapons of antiques belong to relatively unpopular antiques, and the market price is basically not high, unless it is a famous weapon that is famous in history.

For example, the sword of King Goujian of Yue and the sword of Qianlong.

But there are too few such famous weapons, so the price of antiques of weapons is generally low, and three million is already very high.

Ouyang Lei showed a hint of joy on his face, and he had won.

After the evaluation of the judges, they recognized Song Guangsheng's statement and his pricing, and the next thing was Qin Han's.

"Qin Han, it's your turn now, bring your toys..."Ouyang Lei said with a smile.

He easily agreed to Qin Han's peachwood sword competition just now, but in fact, a very important purpose was to make Qin Han make a fool of himself in front of everyone.

Hearing Ouyang Lei's words, everyone burst into laughter.

Indeed, in such an official competition, holding a peachwood sword does seem ridiculous, and will even become a laughing stock for a long time.

"The peachwood sword can indeed be said to be a toy, but the toy does not mean that it is worthless, do you really think I am lost?" Qin Han asked with a smile.

"If you win, I'll eat it." Ouyang Lei pouted.

"This is what you said, so many people were present to witness, I hope you will not be fooled by then."

"Of course I'm not going to cheat, the question is can you win?"

"Of course I can win, because according to my estimate, it's worth at least eight million, and you see, I'm talking about the lowest price."

Rumble!

Hearing Qin Han's words, the people present suddenly burst into laughter.

Of course, there are people who can't laugh, Chen Yiming can't laugh, and Ye Ziwei can't laugh, because they and Qin Han came together.

"Qin Han, I think you are crazy, the workmanship of the peach wood sword in your hand is indeed exquisite, from the perspective of artistic style, it should be an antique from the Republic of China, but even if it is an antique, it is just a peach sword, hundreds of dollars to the sky, but you say it is millions, are you crazy?" Ouyang Lei smiled even brighter.

"You still have some eyesight, what you said is very reasonable, this peachwood sword, he is indeed worth a few hundred yuan, but I said that it is worth eight million, and I am talking about it, not the peachwood sword itself..."Qin Han smiled, raised the peace buckle on the tassel of the peachwood sword and said.

The safety buckle is basically a round sheet with a small circular hole in the middle, which is convenient to wear on the body and pray for peace.

"I protest, we compare the price of weapons, not the price of accessories."

"But you can't deny that the sword spike is also a part of the sword, so its value should also be included in the value of the sword." Qin Han said with a smile.

If the two sides of the match have different opinions, it can only be decided by the referee team.

The members of the referee team exchanged heads and ears, and finally voted, and the majority agreed, and the value of the sword spike also belonged to part of the value of the sword.

Qin Han was so sure because something similar had happened before, and more than once.

In the antique world, there is already a default rule, if an antique is composed of multiple parts, when the final value is judged, each part will be added up, if the referee team does not agree, it is a violation of this rule, so Qin Han is not worried at all.

Ouyang Lei was very helpless about this, because as a person in the antique circle, he also knew this.

Jian Sui'er, which is original, will definitely be added when calculating the total value.

And when Qin Han bought the peachwood sword, they all saw it on the big screen, and the sword spike was installed and must be counted.

"You don't have to be happy too early, the safety buckle in your hand doesn't seem to be big, it's mutton fat white jade, because the volume is too small, and it's not worth a few dollars, you're doomed..."Ouyang Lei said angrily.

"The price of antiques is not necessarily related to the volume."

"Okay, since you said that it has no necessary connection with volume, you can prove it to me, how can it be worth more than eight million?"

"No problem, fulfill your wishes!" Qin Han smiled, smiling brightly.

He motioned to the staff next to him to find a small basin and two bottles of purified water.

Then in front of everyone's eyes, Qin Han took off the peace buckle, carefully cleaned it in clean water, and quickly cleaned it.

The cleaned Ping An buckle presents a moist white, which is the top mutton fat white jade.

The corners of Ouyang Lei's mouth twitched, still smiling.

Even if it is the top-notch mutton fat white jade, in terms of volume and size, this Ping An buckle can be sold for more than 500,000 yuan at most.

"Qin Han, don't you admit defeat now?" Ouyang Lei asked.

"Don't be impatient, cameraman, push the lens a little closer, and display the safety buckle on the big screen, so that everyone can see clearly..."Qin Han beckoned.

The photographer had no choice but to come to Qin Han and put the lens close to the safety buckle.

The big screen, the entire Ping An buckle is full.

Only then did everyone see clearly that the Ping An buckle was not plain, and there were words on it.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Qin Han then read aloud the words on the peace buckle.

Of course, the text on the Ping An buckle is not the current simplified Chinese characters.

Many people recognized that it was a traditional Chinese character in the Tang Dynasty, which was engraved on the Ping An buckle by miniature carving.

The few words on the outermost part may have been worn out for a long time, but the wear is not serious and can be easily recognized.

"I think everyone is familiar with this poem, Li Bai's chivalrous travel!" Qin Han said with a smile.

"We are all familiar with the verses, but even if there is one more poem, it will not make the value of Ping An Buckle skyrocket." Ouyang Lei snorted coldly.

Everyone present nodded, what Ouyang Lei said made sense.

It's just a poem, even if it can increase the value of Ping An Buckle, it will increase by tens of thousands at most, just a fraction of the increase.

"Actually, what I'm going to show you, the poem is secondary, everyone, please look at the bottom of the poem, there are still four words, do you see clearly?" Qin Han smiled.

The more Ouyang Lei danced, the more embarrassing he was in the end.

So when Ouyang Lei jumps, he often adds fuel to the fire, and Ouyang Lei jumps more cheerfully, rather than revealing the secret directly.

Now that the time was almost up, he decided to reveal the secret.

Chang Gung Li Bai?

The four-character inscription below was immediately recognized, and it was also a traditional Chinese character of the Tang Dynasty, and the poem was carved by the same person.

"Chang Gung Li Bai, what do you mean?" Ouyang Lei was a little strange.

Although he runs an antique business and has a certain eye, he is not an expert in antique identification.

Li Bai He knows who it is, but who is Chang Geng Li Bai?

Is it the famous Li Bai in history?

He didn't know, he wasn't sure, and he looked at everyone a little blindly.

Li Yangbing has a passage in "Caotang Collection Preface", Li Bai's mother gave birth to Li Bai, "shocked Jiang on the eve of Jiang Bai, Chang Gung fell into a dream", saying that Li Bai's mother dreamed of Chang Gung Star when she gave birth to Li Bai, Chang Gung Star is Venus, also called Taibai Star, which is the origin of Li Bai's name, Chang Gung Li Bai, meaning that Li Bai is the reincarnation of Tai Bai Star, but I didn't make it up, I don't believe you can check it, Li Bai left a book in Yueyang Building, and his signature is Chang Gung Li Bai! Qin Han explained with a smile.

Immediately, someone opened the phone and started to check.

Now that the network is too developed, someone soon found out that Li Bai left a handwriting in Yueyang Tower.

A comparison of the two inscriptions, if you don't count the large and small, they are exactly the same, which can basically prove that it is Li Bai's inscription.

Qin Han then handed the Ping An buckle to the members of the referee team and asked them to conduct an appraisal.

"Ouyang Lei, do you want me to call an ambulance for you?" While waiting for the result, Qin Han said to Ouyang Lei with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Ouyang Lei asked.

"You just said, if I win, you will eat the peach wood sword, the peach wood sword is made of wood, you will definitely be injured if you eat it, and the peach wood sword is very unclean, there must be a lot of bacteria and germs on it, you may also be infected, if you don't go to the hospital immediately to take it out, maybe your little life will be gone..."Qin Han said with a smile.

"You haven't won yet!" Ouyang Lei gritted his teeth.

Although his mouth was hard, he began to sweat on his forehead.

Because when he got carried away just now and said that he had eaten the peachwood sword, everyone present heard it.

If Qin Han wins, he cheats, but no one can force him to eat it, because this kind of gambling contract is not protected by law.

The problem is that if he doesn't keep his promise, it will be humiliating.

"If there is a problem, it must not be Li Bai's safety buckle, as long as it is not Li Bai's, the value cannot reach eight million..."Ouyang Lei looked at the referee team, very worried.

After some discussion, it slowly stopped, and it was clear that there was already a result.

Zhou Yan, the leader of the referee team, picked up the microphone and looked at everyone present: "Everyone, after our appraisal, we have come to a unanimous conclusion..."