Chapter 111: Qiyun Zhai

At about ten o'clock the next day, Deng Long drove Wei Ping'an to the old street. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoBecause it's not a weekend, there are few people on the old street, and even many shops haven't opened yet. Compared to the hot scene of the weekend, it seems extremely depressed.

Qiyun Zhai is located in the middle and rear of the old street, the door face is not big, only about thirty or forty square meters. In the old street, where the whole street is engaged in antique business, it is not prominent, and it can even be said to be inconspicuous.

But just such a small palm shop, but retained such a big customer as Cork, it seems that the store may not have good goods, and the small store may hide treasures, this sentence is really reasonable.

The antique industry has not been around for a long time, and it will only take thirty or forty years to complete it. But don't look at the short time of the rise, but the degree of enthusiasm is very high. Especially in the past decade, auction houses from various countries have competed to sell sky-high antiques, and this industry has been directly speculated, and everyone wants to take advantage of this momentum to get rich overnight and live a long-awaited rich life.

To tell the truth, there are many rich people who are so rich, but there are a few who get rich overnight. Although antiques come quickly, the risks are not small. Without decades of experience accumulation, who can distinguish the good from the bad, the noble from the low, the true from the fake.

How many white eyes, just because of a moment of heat, listened to the rhetoric of the counterfeiters and sellers, and gave up their hard-earned money to these swindlers.

In the antique industry, there is a term called "picking up leaks." "It's not so much picking up as touching. If you touch it, you will earn it, and if you can't touch it, it means that you don't have that fate. If you have to force it, it will be empty in the end.

Although there are not many shops open on the entire street, the luck of Wei Ping'an and the others is not bad, and Qiyunzhai is not among those who are closed.

As soon as the two entered, they saw a man in his forties sitting in a corner of the store, with an antique square table in front of him, and a set of tea sets on the square table. The faint aroma of tea came to the nose, and it seemed that it had not been brewed for long.

"The two of you want to exchange something for a baby, although my store is small, but all of them are rare treasures on the market. I don't know what the two like, but I can introduce them in detail. ”

Not long after the door opened, guests came to the door, which made Li Dawang a little excited. Although these two are not like buyers who can buy goods, they can at least pass the time.

Antique trading is not like a vegetable market, where customers come to your door anytime and anywhere. Otherwise, there is such a saying, saying that it will not be opened for three years, and it will be opened for three years. Although this statement is an exaggeration, some of them are really like this.

"You are the boss, Mr. Li Dawang. I am Deng Long, the deputy captain of the city's first criminal investigation team, and I came today to learn something from you" Deng Long has been a criminal policeman for many years, but he didn't eat his set, and directly took out his documents and showed his true identity.

"Comrade policeman, I am a good law-abiding citizen, and I never do those crooked ways. The things I have here are all from regular channels, and there are no black goods, let alone fake goods......" Seeing Deng Long reveal his identity as a criminal policeman, Li Dawang couldn't help but chuckle in his heart. Before Deng Long could explain specifically, he preemptively began to explain.

To be honest, the antique industry has been on the rise for so long, how can there still be so many good goods. True and false, false and true, and it can really be said clearly. Don't look at Deng Long's criminal cases all the time, but he still knows a thing or two about the depth of this.

"Stop, stop...... Don't confess your innocence to me here," Deng Long interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "I'm here today to talk to you about something else." It's not too late to keep them in business. ”

"Officer Deng has anything to ask, I promise to know everything, and I promise to say everything" Li Dawang immediately changed his expression when he heard this, and the Sichuan opera changed his face as fast as his.

"That's the case," Deng Long said, "you know Mr. Huang Bai, a famous entrepreneur in this city." ”

As soon as Deng Long mentioned Cork, Li Dawang's face suddenly sank, but he returned to normal in an instant. Although the speed of the transformation was very fast, he was caught by Wei Ping'an on the side. However, Wei Ping'an did not make a noise, but in his heart he could be sure that today's trip was not in vain.

"Of course I know Mr. Huang, he is a regular customer of my little shop. If it weren't for Mr. Huang's care, I'm afraid my small shop would have closed long ago," Li Dawang chatted along with Deng Long's words, "But Mr. Huang hasn't been here for a while." However, people have big businesses and big businesses, and they will not be as idle as our little people. ”

"When was the last time Mr. Huang came to you, do you remember?"

"Hmm...... It was probably two months ago," Li Dawang said after thinking about it, "I remember, Mr. Huang came over quite late that day, and I was ready to close the door and go home." ”

"Did he buy anything from you that day?"

"Not really," Li Dawang shook his head and said, "Mr. Huang looked at a few of my new gadgets that day. But none of it caught his eye, and he left after a short time with me. ”

"Then you haven't seen him since that day?"

"Nope. I also called him the other day. I want him to come over and take a look at a new blue-glazed amphora from the Kangxi period that I have acquired, but the phone has not been connected" As he spoke, Li Dawang raised his hand and pointed to a amphora porcelain vase on a shelf in the corner of the wall, as evidence, indicating that he was not lying.

Wei Ping'an, who was on the side, saw that Deng Long had asked for a long time, but he didn't ask anything useful, so he directly picked out the words and told Li Dawang the fact that Huang Bai was dead.

When he heard the news of Huang Bai's death, Li Dawang's eyes widened slightly, showing an inexplicable panic. Seeing this, Wei Ping'an took out a piece of the porcelain jar after it was blown up yesterday and put it in front of Li Dawang.

Looking at the broken porcelain in front of him, Li Dawang's expression became even more panicked, and he didn't say a word for a long time with his mouth open.

"It seems that Mr. Li knows this piece of broken porcelain, I wonder if he can tell me about it?" Judging from Li Dawang's expression, he must have seen this porcelain jar before. Even if he doesn't know the origin of the porcelain jar, he must know some unknown insiders.

"In that case, I don't need to hide it" Li Dawang sighed softly and said randomly: "Mr. Huang didn't see anything in my eyes that day, and he was about to leave. Who knew that at this time, Liu Si came in from outside with a cloth bag, saying that he had a new gadget and wanted me to help him find a good home. ”

"There is a rule for us in this business, you can match people, but you must find out the origin of the object. As long as things are clean, everything is easy to say. As you know, the state keeps a strict watch over our profession. In case it's a black product, find out that no one has good fruit to eat. If you can't get it, you have to go in and squat for a year and a half. I don't care what other people do, but I never take this kind of black work, I'd rather not earn this money than cause a commotion. That's why my little shop is thriving. There are also many people who are willing to ask me to match them, and the picture is a peace of mind. ”