Chapter 12: The Value of Idols
Not long after, a middle-aged man hurried downstairs. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
When he saw the conspicuous Duan Feng in the hall, especially the backpack that Duan Feng was holding in his hand, his eyes were extraordinarily bright.
The middle-aged man walked into Duan Feng, smiled on his face, and stretched out his right hand: "Hello, sir." I'm Clint Weir, and I'm the manager in charge of Fujiby. ”
Duan Feng also stretched out his right hand and shook hands with Clint Weir: "Mr. Weir, you can call Duan Feng." ”
"Mr. Duan, I can tell from your name that you are a Chinese. I am divided into Chinese and Japanese. "Clint Weir looks like he's a Huaxia expert.
"Yes, I'm a Chinese." Duan Feng felt more amused by his appearance, just from his appearance, Huaxia people could not necessarily tell who was who, he could tell who was a ghost.
Clint Weir didn't know what Duan Feng was thinking. He continued: "Huaxia is a very beautiful place, I have been to Huaxia once, and I have seen many places, the Great Wall, the Forbidden City...... It's great. I really can't imagine how you Chinese people built them. ”
Although I don't know if what Clint Will said is true or false, these praises still make Duan Feng very useful, and his impression of Clint Weil has become good.
"Thank you for the compliment."
The two walked and chatted all the way to the manager's office.
"You may be seated."
Duan Feng sat down, opened his backpack, and put it on the table between the two of them.
"Mr. Will, I won't say much, I've come to Fujiby to auction off these two things, a statue of a god made entirely of gold, and a set of golden wine cups."
Duan Feng placed the things on the table one by one, and the golden light made the office seem to be coated with a layer of gold dust.
When Duan Feng took out the idol, Clin-Weir was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his eyes stared at the idol without blinking.
"Mr. Duan, can I pick it up and take a look." Clint Will's voice trembled a little.
Is it necessary to be so excited?
Duan Feng was surprised by Clynn Will's reaction. In Duan Feng's eyes, isn't this a god statue? Although it is made of gold, and there is a history, the value must be relatively high, but it is not so exciting, right?
I don't know how much of the things that Fujibi has auctioned are worth more than this golden statue, right?
Thinking about it, Duan Feng still nodded and agreed to Kling Weir's request.
Clint put on a pair of white gloves, looked serious and excited, and gently picked up the idol.
The idol is not large, and the base is about twenty centimeters high. The idol is a heroic man dressed in ornate armor, with the sun shining behind him, and holding a war spear in his right hand.
At first glance, it is a statue of a god.
Clint Weir took the statue and looked at it over and over again, carefully and carefully, up and down, and then gently put it down.
Duan Feng wanted to think that this idol was not fake, and he found out.
"Mr. Duan Feng."
Clint Weir looked up at Duan Feng and said, "When Sally came to tell me just now that someone was going to auction a golden god statue, I thought it was just an ordinary god statue. As a result, I found out that I was wrong. ”
Wrong? What's wrong? What is the special significance of this statue?
Clint Weir's words confused Duan Feng.
Fortunately, Clint Will is not a person who likes to sell guanzi, and the next words let Duan Feng know the value of the idol.
"Mr. Duan Feng, this golden statue of yours should be from the Inca Empire." Clint Weir stared into Duan Feng's eyes.
Duan Feng nodded, there was nothing to hide.
However, Clin-Weir could tell at a glance that this golden statue was from the Inca Empire, and his eyesight was not ordinary.
"In Lique, the capital of Peru, there is a temple called the Temple of the Sun. "Clint Weir didn't directly say how much the golden statue was worth, but pulled it away.
"Inside is a ten-meter-tall statue of the god Inti, the sun god of Inca mythology. At the same time, the statue of Lord Indi is also a well-preserved idol from the ancient Inca Empire.
According to ancient sources, in addition to the statue of the god Inti served in the temple, the people of the Inca temple could serve an idol of the god Inti in their own room. However, according to the different status, the size and material of the statue of the god Indi served are also different.
The lowest status can only serve a twenty-centimeter-tall stone statue. Upwards can be used to serve stone statues of the size of a person.
Further up are elder-level figures, who can serve a twenty-centimeter-tall golden statue of a god. The tallest is the Great Elder, and the golden statue of the other person is the size of the god.
However, since the fall of the Inca Empire, the Holy City has disappeared, and there has never been a statue of a god made of gold in the world.
And what Mr. Duan Feng took out was the first golden statue of Inti in the Inca Empire. ”
Duan Feng knew that gold was very valuable, if it was just the gold used to build a twenty-centimeter-high god statue, in the eyes of the rich, it was not very valuable.
But when it's not just gold, it's a rare idol, a gold statue that appears for the first time from the ancient Inca Empire, a status symbol, it becomes very valuable.
Once it comes to the first, status and so on, certain groups of people will compete and chase after it, even if it doesn't have any effect.
It's weird, human beings are so weird, only by attaching a special meaning to something, whether it's useful to themselves or not, there will be a large number of people chasing it.
"So, Mr. Will, how much do you think this golden statue of Indi will fetch for auction?"
Clint Will's words can be summed up in one sentence in Duan Feng: This golden idol is very valuable.
As for other meanings, symbols, and the like, what does it matter to him, and he can't eat it.
What's more, Duan Feng remembered that in the golden city under Mount Rushmore, there seemed to be a golden god statue about the size of a person, except for the difference in size, it was almost no different from the golden god statue he took out.
"Mr. Duan Feng, the highest price of this golden god statue of yours is expected to reach ten million US dollars." Clint Weir was also very happy, although this was not the biggest auction he had ever handled since he took charge of the Fujiby Star City branch, but his Star City branch had not held a major auction for a long time.
Moreover, this auction will be the first golden statue of Inti in the world, which is very big, and it is not afraid that those who have money will not fight for it, especially those who believe in the sun god Inti.
This price Duan Feng is very satisfied, the professional's prediction must be more accurate than that of a layman, not to mention, he himself estimated that he sold all the gold products before less than 10 million.
"Very well, Mr. Will, the golden statue and this golden goblet are handed over to you. I have only one request, and that is that this auction take place as soon as possible. ”
"You can rest assured that it will only take a few days for our publicity to be in place and the auction to begin." Clint Weir said confidently.
"Well, it's a pleasure to work with."
"It's a pleasure to work with."