Chapter Seventy-One: The Sword
The envelope contained two sheets of stationery.
Lookup, content, end Chen Xiaodonkey doesn't know anything, the top is not Chinese or English. In the long content, the only thing Chen Xiaolu knows is the four Arabic numerals at the end - 1864.
Very unwillingly, I checked the envelope again to see if there was a mezzanine, but I was disappointed, and there was no fart.
"Could it be that this bronze bell is very valuable?"
Chen Xiaodonkey reacted immediately, threw the letter into the safe and took out the bronze bell to take a closer look, but this thing seemed to be very old, covered with a layer of green thick patina, and could only be vaguely seen in the middle of the bronze bell, it seemed to be engraved with a circle of mysterious symbols.
The bronze bell could no longer be shaken, and even if it shook it vigorously, and the seeds hit the bell wall, only a small 'click' muffled sound could be heard, which was still based on Chen Xiaodonkey's extremely strong hearing conditions.
The age is even more unrecognizable, and the bronze bell in the shape of a large bell does not represent anything.
"Take it first!"
In line with the principle that he couldn't run empty, Chen Xiaodonkey wrapped this thing in a white cloth and put it in his pocket, closed the safe, and left.
The foreigner supervisor and the lobby manager brought the two back to the VIP room, and waited for the people to come and separate the key from the brass handle again before leaving the imposing HSBC building.
Cao Hou was already holding back, and it was not easy to ask in front of outsiders, so as soon as he came out, he asked with a smile: "Little donkey, what good things are hidden in the safe?" Did you make a fortune this time? ”
Chen Xiaodonkey's heart moved, thinking that Cao Hou grew up in Shanghai after all, and it was estimated that he knew a little bit of the characters of various countries, so he didn't answer, but first wrote out a few words that he forcibly wrote down to him, and asked, "Do you recognize this word?" ”
The Western characters are easy to read, and Chen Xiaodonkey is sure of this.
Cao Hou stared at those words for a while, and said uncertainly: "I don't know what this means, but it seems to be in French." I grass! What the hell did you get in that safe? Is it still a foreigner's thing? ”
French? Erasing the handwriting on the ground, Chen Xiaodonkey frowned, confused.
"A letter, and a bronze bell, the letter was thrown into the cabinet and I didn't take it, so I took out the bell, I can't tell the age, and I don't know how much it's worth."
found a place with few people, and the two of them went to the corner like thieves, Chen Xiaodonkey showed the bronze bell to Cao Hou, but Cao Hou couldn't see the reason, thought about it and said: "If you don't understand, let's find someone to ask." ”
"Whom do you ask?"
"You must be looking for someone who knows how to do it, let's take a walk, I'll take you there, and you can also inquire about the location of the God of Wealth Mountain."
Snakes have snake roads, rats have rat roads, there are many places in Shanghai that are hidden and tucked away Chen Xiaodonkey is not clear, but Cao Hou cleared these doors, pulled Chen Xiaodonkey away from the Huangpu River, turned around, and got into an alley where there were no people.
Deep in the alley, I turned a few more corners and saw several shops with no signboards ajar, looking half-dead and powerless amid the chirping of cicadas hidden in the tall trees around them.
"This is it."
Under the leadership of Cao Hou, the two entered a shop, with long shelves on the left and right sides of the shop, which were full of all kinds of old-looking gadgets, and it seemed to be an antique store that was shady.
An old man who is half-old is lying on a rocking chair in the middle of the lobby fanning his fan, while a young man next to him is carefully wiping the shelves with a rag. The young man probably didn't expect that there would be customers in the store at noon this summer, turned his head and saw Chen Xiaodonkey, stunned for a second, and then immediately put the rag on his shoulder, half-bent down to greet him enthusiastically.
"What are the two guests trying to buy? Antique calligraphy and paintings, all generations of porcelain shelves are available! ”
Chen Xiaodonkey smiled at the other party, and Cao Hou answered: "Don't buy it, there is something I want to sell." ”
The young man wilted all of a sudden, but the old man who shook the fan jumped up from the rocking chair, stared at the two with a smile and said: "If the guests can find here, they should all be familiar with it, my store gives absolutely fair prices, I don't know what I want to sell?" Sit first, sit first! ”
The three of them sat down at the small table on the chaise longue, Cao Hou glanced at it, and Chen Xiaodonkey took out the bronze bell and put it on the table. This is the rule of antique trading, the goods are not directly delivered, otherwise it will be broken and unclear.
The old man was very professional, and his eyes lit up immediately when he saw the layer of green patina on the bronze bell, but he didn't rush to get started, but took out a pair of white gloves and took out a magnifying glass.
After looking at it for a while, the old man put the thing down again, pondered for a moment, and said, "Do you know what dynasty this thing belongs to?" ”
Cao Hou and Chen Xiaodonkey both laughed, and Chen Xiaodonkey asked rhetorically: "Which dynasty does the shopkeeper think it is?" ”
The old man smiled and said, "Guest, this is the little old man's eyesight in the school!" ”
Chen Xiaodonkey raised an eyebrow at him.
The first conversation between the two was a simple temptation, the old man asked the bronze bell age for two purposes, one is to see if this thing is Chen Xiaodonkey's own, if it is a thing handed down by the ancestors, then not to mention the understanding of the door, at least some basic information should be known, and if you don't know these, it means that the bronze bell is not coming from the right way, the two don't know much about this thing, so whether he wants to lower the price, how ruthless he should be when he presses it, and the initiative is in his own hands. The second is to test whether they are young people who have just gone out, and the first reason is also related to a certain extent, if it is a chick, then he will have to charge tuition ruthlessly.
However, Chen Xiaodonkey's rhetorical question made the old man take some thoughts, in which his tone, speed of speech and demeanor were controlled, so that the old man could not figure out his bottom, and also showed that the other party should be careful in making a price, whether this deal can be done or not, only between sincerity and insincerity.
The gains and losses of antiques are divided into four points and one story, and the remaining five points are all based on acting skills.
The old man smiled and said: "Since the guests are knowledgeable, the little old man does not dare to come casually, to put it plainly, you can't eat this thing in the shop, but if you can, I will draw pictures of this thing and leave a book, the information is hanging here, the guests can come in ten days, if there are other guests who take a fancy to your thing, let's make an appointment to trade in the store, the little old man will pump a percent, can it be done?" ”
Chen Xiaodonkey's face was expressionless, and he didn't rush to agree, in fact, his heart trembled a little. It's just a small bronze bell, and this hidden antique shop can even say that it can't eat it? How much is it worth?
As for pumping Yicheng water, he didn't take it to heart, and said politely: "You give me an estimate." ”
The old man thought for a while, crossed his index fingers twice horizontally and vertically, and said: "This is the guaranteed price, to be honest, after so many years of business, I have only seen things from the Qin Dynasty three times, and this is the fourth time." ”
Looking at the gestures of the old man, Rao is Chen Xiaodonkey has always been very able to control his emotions, and his face couldn't help but be in a trance.
That's a 'ten' word, ten oceans is a joke, as for ten hundred and ten thousand---- didn't talk like that, so the final price is only one, that is, 100,000! I don't blame the old man for saying that he can't eat this stuff in the store.
And probably only such a valuable thing is worth buying a safe at HSBC to store it.
As for this thing turned out to be from the Qin Dynasty---- Chen Xiaodonkey silently wrote it down in his heart, although he wanted to know a little more, but asking more would definitely reveal the stuffing, so he chose to keep silent about it, answered the old man's question about trading, and said: "Then hang a letter on your side, and if you have more, let you draw three percent of water." ”
When the old man heard this, he immediately called the young man to serve tea, and ran back and forth in front of the backyard in a hurry, and soon had drawing paper and a bulky camera ready.
This old man is very good at painting, when he painted on the bronze bell, Chen Xiaodonkey stood by and watched, a wolf with paint, and quickly restored the bronze bell to seven or eight points, and the proportions and details were almost not much different. After the painting was finished, he began to take pictures again, and in a burst of sparkling flashes, the negative was left behind by the old man.
Only then did the two sides remember to exchange titles, Chen Xiaodonkey said that his surname was Chen, and casually made up a fake name, the old man's surname was Li, and he didn't say his name, so Chen Xiaodonkey called him Shopkeeper Li.
"By the way, Mr. Chen, do you remember what I just said about the price?" When Chen Xiaodonkey and the two were leaving, Shopkeeper Li suddenly stopped them and asked.
Chen Xiaodonkey nodded and asked suspiciously: "Not 100,000?" Am I misunderstood? ”
The old man smiled and said, "The number is correct, but the one that follows is the knife." ”