Chapter Eighty-Nine: Golden Silk Nanmu

Jiao Yang was also refreshed, and handed the wooden platform to the old man.

"What's there to see here, just a broken piece of wood, a typical new guy. A thousand yuan for a young man can be regarded as paying tuition, no loss! "There is a lively saying.

Before leaving, Tang Hongfeng said that there is no truth or falsehood in the antique industry, only the old and the new, and to leave a line of people, even if the thing is new, ordinary people will only say that they can't see it accurately, and it is not good to prevaricate the past for various reasons.

And some conscientious sellers naturally understand it and will not be entangled.

Thin monkeys and middle-aged men actually belong to the category of broken rules.

The people who watched the excitement around were also wise to protect themselves, and they didn't want to cause a trouble, and besides, a thousand yuan is not much, it is better than buying a fake for hundreds of thousands or tens of millions in the future to pay for tuition.

When the thin monkey saw the old man and Jiao Yang in front of their stall, he said with some disgust: "Hurry up!" Come on! A poor ghost, a bad old man, what a bad luck! A broken piece of wood is a sight to behold. ”

The old man ignored the thin monkey's words, but returned the black and purple wooden platform to Jiao Yang and said, "Young man! You are a blessing in disguise! ”

The old man's words attracted many tourists to stop, did someone find a good object?

The thin monkey chuckled in his heart, and looked away by himself? Is this wooden platform a good thing? It can't be, this thing turned out to be rotten wood that pads the corners of the table.

"Sir, please advise." Jiao Yang said respectfully.

The old man smiled and said, "Okay! I'm going to show you what it really is. ”

The old man took the small wooden platform again, and took out a rag and a bottle of oil from his bosom.

Pour the yellowish oil over the rag and gently wipe the small wooden table.

Under the gaze of a pair of eyes, a small piece of the black and purple pulp was wiped away.

"Gold! It's gold! Someone exclaimed.

From the place where it was wiped, it revealed a golden color, exactly like gold.

"It's really gold, this little brother is worth a thousand flowers." Someone said enviously.

There are also people who are a little sensible and say: "It is unlikely to be gold, this size of gold must weigh several catties, and this wooden platform is obviously not so heavy." ”

This man is right, this wooden platform is indeed light and fluttering, not as heavy as gold, so what is this thing?

"Sir, can you tell me what this thing is?" Jiao Yang asked like a good student.

The old man took the wooden platform and said, "You must have heard of a kind of wood, which is as delicate as gold threads. ”

"Golden Silk Nanmu?!" They all answered together.

The old man nodded and said: "It is the golden silk nanmu, the gold in the wood, this wooden platform is made of golden silk nanmu, but because of the age, the past owner often played with it, so the outside is wrapped with a thick layer of pulp." ”

"Sir, do you say it's old? So what age is this thing? "Someone asked the key question.

"The word Kangxi is written on the wooden platform, it should be from the Qing Dynasty, and the appearance of this wooden platform should be a small object such as the emperor's royal wrench." The old man looked at it carefully and came to a conclusion.

"What about the price? What about the price? ”

The old man thought for a while and said: "Ten thousand, the particularity of Nanmu and the royal use, it is not worth this price, but it is only a small table, if it is a more artistic object, the price will be higher." ”

Ten thousand! That's a tenfold increase!

"Young man, give you 10,000 yuan, sell this thing to me!"

"I'll pay 10 in case, I'll get some joy and sell it to me."

Many tourists looked at Jiao Yang with envy, and a thousand yuan became more than 10,000 yuan.

The thin monkey was not happy when he heard this, and hurriedly said, "The money is for you!" I'm not selling stuff anymore! I'm not selling! ”

The silver and goods are clear, how can you regret it?

Jiao Yang looked at him like a fool: "I'm sorry, I've already given you the money, and the thing is mine now!" ”

"Yes, how can there be such a good thing, and I want to take back what I sold." The onlookers also said.

The thin monkey said with a blank face: "You don't have to worry about what Lao Tzu does!" This thing is Lao Tzu! If you don't give it to me, don't blame me for being rude! ”

The thin monkey gave the middle-aged man a look, and the middle-aged man twisted his wrist to threaten Jiao Yang.

Want to fight? This is in line with Jian Shi's preference, and the little girl clenched her fist and was ready to do it.

"You've broken the rules here! I'll give you a chance to leave now, or you won't regret it later! ”

The old man, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

The thin monkey said disdainfully: "Old fellow, if you don't want to die, flash to the side, so as not to splash blood!" ”

The old man saw that the other party was unrepentant and waved his hand.

A group of security guards squeezed in from the crowd and directly lifted the skinny monkey's stall and brought the two men under control.

The old man said: "These two people cheat customers, force them to buy and sell, and threaten others, send them to the traffic police station, my antique market does not need people with such bad rules!" ”

"! Let me go! Geezer! Do you know who my brother is? He's the managing director here! If you don't want to die, let me go! The thin monkey was pressed to the ground and struggled, but he couldn't escape the big hand of the security guard.

The old man smiled and said, "Oh? Really? Find out who his brother is and deal with it together! ”

"Yes!" The security guard of the tour leader received.

Jiao Yang looked at this old man, it seemed that the other party was not small, and he dealt with the thin monkey in two or three clicks.

"Gu Yunhe! He is Mr. Gu Yunhe, the owner of this antique trading market! "Someone recognized the identity of the old gentleman.

Gu Yunhe? Isn't this the old gentleman Jiao Yang they are looking for?

It's really a lot of savings.

Gu Yunhe waved his hand and said: "Everyone disperse, old man, I have a message to remind everyone, you need to be cautious in trading, this little brother's luck cannot be copied, please keep your eyes open." ”

After Gu Yunhe finished speaking, he left, and Jiao Yang and Jian Shi hurriedly followed.

Jiao Yang: "Mr. Ancient! Please wait a minute. ”

"Boy, is there anything else you can do?" Gu Yunhe said kindly.

"Don't hide it from the old man, we have something that we can't get for sure, it was Tang Hongfeng who asked us to come to you." Jiao Yang said.

"Old Don? Then come with me. Gu Yunhe beckoned Jiao Yang and Jian Shi to follow him.

The three of them came to the deepest part of the trading market, and inside was a shop, and the sign on it was the words 'Jubao Zhai'.

The blue bricks and glazed tiles of this shop are all like old houses in Kyoto.

After Gu Yunhe entered the house, he beckoned Jiao Yang and Jian Shi to sit down first, and asked a guy to pour tea.

It didn't take long for Gu Yunhe to change his clothes and walk out and say, "Old Tang told me, it's a wordless book, right, I'll take a look at it first." ”

Hearing this, Jiao Yang took out the tightly wrapped ancient book from his bag.

Gu Yunhe took the book with both hands, put it on the workbench, and carefully watched it page by page.

Gu Yunhe didn't speak, and Jiao Yang and Jian Shi naturally didn't dare to talk much, for fear of disturbing the old man's thoughts.

After a long time, Gu Yunhe asked all the guys in the store to go home from work first, and then closed the door of the store and lit a brazier.

"What are you doing, sir?" Jiao Yang was a little puzzled.

Gu Yunhe breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "I can't understand this book, but it must be a shocking treasure!" ”

How can this contradict itself? I can't understand how to be sure that this is a treasure.

Jiao Yang was a little skeptical about the old man's ability now, but he didn't show it.

"Grandpa, can you tell me what age this is?" Jian Shi asked curiously.

"I don't know!"

Gu Yunhe's answer was surprisingly crisp.

"Are you sure there's a word on it?" Several black lines had already appeared on Jiao Yang's forehead.

"I don't know!!"

Gu Yunhe's answer was still very simple.

"Then you know what it's made of!!" Jiao Yang was furious and deliberately asked a very mentally retarded question.

But Gu Yunhe's answer was unexpected: "I don't know! ”

At this time, Jiao Yang and Jian Shi were stunned, and they didn't know what to ask? Could it be that Tang Hongfeng deceived them? It shouldn't be, although Tang Hongfeng is an old comic, he is still unambiguous in business.

Unless the person in front of him is a liar, not Gu Yunhe!

Jiao Yang said indignantly: "Old man, don't play with us, we didn't come all the way here to amuse you, please invite the real Mr. Gu out quickly." ”

"I'm Gu Yunhe, genuine!"

"Good! You are Gu Yunhe! Jiao Yang suppressed his anger and said: "I just asked you what material this is, and fools know that this is paper!" ”

Gu Yunhe didn't speak, but picked up the ancient book on the table and threw it into the blazing brazier.