"So is the copper coin an antique or a coin?" Zhao Qian laughed.

The gentleman said with a smile, of course, copper coins are considered antiques, and coins generally refer to modern paper money. A hint of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the beautiful saleswoman, and they also received rewards, but ancient coins, especially copper coins, are generally not of high value, and it seems that this order is not profitable.

"I wonder what kind of copper coin?"

Zhao Qian smiled slightly, spread the Luohan money in the palm of his hand and stretched it out in front of her, as for the Qianlong carving mother coin, he will open the price they offered to the Luohan money.

The salesman didn't take it, just looked at it like this, asked Zhao Qian to wait for a while, and then turned into a small door in the corner.

It didn't take long for a middle-aged man in his forties to walk out and introduce to Zhao Qian: "Hello sir, this is the owner of my store and our appraisal expert, Mr. Qian Yue, please take out the items for Mr. Qian to identify." With that, he took out a tray covered with red flannel from underneath and put it on the counter.

"Then there's the boss of labor. Zhao Qian first put the Kangxi Arhat coin on the tray.

"Sir is polite, I haven't asked Mr. for your surname. Boss Qian asked, while casually picking up the Luohan money and looking at it carefully.

"Your surname is Zhao. Zhao Qian replied.

"Mr. Zhao, this one of you is a Kangxi Luohan coin, the quality is in good condition, but unfortunately it is slightly worn, if Mr. Zhao is willing to sell, the small shop can buy it for two thousand, and no more. After reading it, Boss Qian said very simply, I thought it was those people who tried their luck with a Qing Dynasty Tongbao that was only worth a few yuan, but I didn't expect to encounter a small treasure.

Although 2,000 is not a high price, it is within a reasonable range, and the given is fair. Zhao Qian thought for a while, and then took out the Qianlong Tongbao carving mother money and put it in the tray. "And this one, please estimate the price. ”

Boss Qian picked it up and put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he took out a magnifying glass to observe it repeatedly, and only put it on the tray after more than ten minutes. This is a good thing, the price was not high in the past few years, and the rise in the past two years is worth a lot of money, if you can start with less to say that you can make tens of thousands, and when you meet a heroic collector, more than 100,000 or even hundreds of thousands are possible.

"Mr. Zhao, this is Qing Xiaoping Qianlong Tongbao, back treasure source carving mother, diameter 28 mm, not opened, rare, unfortunately a little worn, not long ago there was the same carving mother auction transaction price of about 800,000 yuan, but your quality is not as good as that one, and the auction price is too high, according to the rules of the reference valuation has to be discounted, and secondly, the small shop also has to leave some profits, so let's do it, 300,000, Mr. agrees to stay, what do you think?" Boss Qian looked at Zhao Qian expectantly.

"350,000, if you agree, you will make a deal, if not, I will go to other homes. Zhao Qiandao, he had already asked about Xiaoguang's value range before, but Boss Qian didn't hide it much, but he still wanted to bargain.

Boss Qian smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "I dare to say that the strength on this street is much stronger than my small shop, but in terms of fairness, it is really not much, most of you go to other homes are not as good as me, forget it, just make a friend, 350,000, you stay, but in the future, if you have any good things, you can take care of the small shop." ”

"Of course!" Zhao Qian suddenly smiled, 350,000 yuan, his total income from his previous ten years of part-time work was only about this amount, and he earned it in just one afternoon today.

Boss Qian took out an acquisition contract, signed the agreement, transferred the payment, and in just over ten minutes, the huge amount of 350,000 yuan had already arrived in Zhao Qian's bank account.

Strike while the iron is hot, walk out of Jigu Zhai, and hurry to the few undervalued antiques that you fancy before, and maybe you can make a few more money if you have time.

First of all, a small shop in a Qing Jiaqing blue and white glaze red landscape figure Tianqiu vase, although it is a folk kiln, but also belongs to the fine products in the folk kiln, maybe the boss is not eyesight enough, and ordinary folk kiln porcelain placed together, the price is 80,000, and the boss bargained to cut 60,000, turned around to a porcelain antique shop sold 120,000.

Then I went to a calligraphy and painting shop, and from 600,000 to 400,000 I received a large landscape calligraphy and painting Qingfeng Yuzhu drawing that imitated Dong Qichang, and the boss also swore that the authenticity would be true, if it wasn't for the fact that it was not famous, the price would definitely have doubled.

If it's really genuine, you still dare to hang it out, add two zeros to the back and turn over to see if it's enough, and you will have already added three locks to hide in the safe.

But fortunately, although it is a high imitation, but the person who imitates the painting is not bad, it is no one else, it is Zheng Banqiao, one of the famous Yangzhou Eight Monsters in the Qing Dynasty, Xiaoguang found the secret mark left by Zheng Banqiao on a stone in the painting, and he is also a famous man with a name, so he naturally disdains to fake, even if he is copying, he has to leave a mark.

Zhao Qian held the long box containing the Qingfeng Yuzhu diagram and turned around and came to an alley behind the street, there is a row of old-fashioned Qing Dynasty buildings standing in the alley, all of which cover a small area of two floors, looking inconspicuous, the ditch is very small but the water is very deep, many shops do not even have signboards, but they are all reputable old stores that have been operating for decades, and there are a lot of collectors in it, not only the collection strength is stronger, but also the vision is higher.

Zhao Qian came to a small shop with a green tile and Zhu door, pushed open the half-covered door and walked in, there is a big desk in the center of the hall in the store, it is estimated that it is used when appreciating calligraphy and painting, and it is a carved mahogany coffee table inside, a set of kung fu tea sets are placed on it, surrounded by a few small stools, the innermost is a wooden staircase leading to the second floor, the wall is full of all kinds of calligraphy and paintings, most of them are made of modern times, although they are not antiques, but they are also contemporary boutiques, they are worth a lot of money, they are much stronger than the fakes that are full of houses just now, but they are hung outside, there is not even a person in the store, and they are not afraid of being stolen。

Zhao Qian shouted loudly, "Is anyone there?"

"There's a guest!" an old but loud voice returned, and before the words could be finished, an old man dressed in Tang costume, with silver hair but a red face, staggered down the wooden staircase.

"The old man is really spirited!" Zhao Qian looked at it, and secretly surprised in his heart, this is what people often say about crane hair and childish face, it seems that even if he is old, he can earn some image points.

"Haha, Xiaoyou is polite, I haven't asked what to call it. The old man laughed in response.

"My name is Zhao Qian, and the old man can call me Xiao Zhao or Xiao Qian", Zhao Qian, who usually hates being called Xiao Zhao the most in the company, takes the initiative to admit Xiao Zhao today.

"Okay, then I'll call you Xiao Qian, Xiao Lao'er's surname is Yang, you can call Lao Yang, look at the box in your hand in Xiao Qian, come to the shop today, I guess I didn't come to buy calligraphy and paintings, do you want to repair it, or do you want to make a move?"

"A calligraphy and painting, please see if Yang Lao will accept it. Zhao Qian opened the box, put the calligraphy and painting on the desk in the hall, and slowly opened it.

Xiaoguang had already searched for the information attached before, and if anyone here was most likely to identify the authenticity of this calligraphy and painting, it might be the old Yang in front of him.

Yang Lao was originally the chief consultant of the Provincial Museum and a member of the expert group of the Royal Museum, in addition to being an authority on calligraphy and painting, he also dabbled in other fields of antiques and had a wide range of contacts.

After retiring some time ago, he opened this small shop, as a little pastime after retirement, not to make money, one is to facilitate collection, communicate with Tibetan friends, and secondly, by the way, bring some eye-catching potential juniors, put their works in the store for sale, there is Yang Lao sitting in the store to make a live sign, which is equivalent to endorsing them.

In addition to this, the most important thing is that he also has two sons who run big companies, and money is not a problem for him at all.

Yang Lao stood in front of the calligraphy and painting and swept his eyes, his eyes lit up, and he didn't speak, he walked straight to the desk, took out a pair of white gloves from his left pocket and put them on, and took out a folding magnifying glass from his right pocket to look at it carefully.

Zhao Qian nodded secretly beside him, this posture is professional!

After a long time, Yang Lao straightened up, "the pen is delicate and neutral, quiet and sparse, the ink is clear and clear, warm and light, green and colored, simple and elegant, deep to the essence of Dong painting, if it is not for the bamboo forest in the mountains is still a little crazy, and this painting paper is wrong, I really can't see that it is copied." However, although it is not Dong Qichang's authentic work, it should also be imitated by a famous artist, but which famous artist it is, forgive the little old man's clumsy eyes, I can't see it now!" Yang Lao was full of appreciation, shook his head and sighed.

"Yang Lao is really a master, and you can see at a glance that it is an imitation. Zhao Qian couldn't help but applaud.

Xiaoguang relied on the detection and scanning, coupled with the comparison of the database, he could naturally distinguish it, and the owner of the small shop didn't know how to identify it, but since he dared to put up a price of 600,000 yuan, although he finally sold 400,000 yuan, he also had enough confidence in the imitation painters, and Yang Lao relied on his real skills.

"Oh, Xiao Qian knows that this is an imitation?" asked Yang Lao curiously, ordinary people can't see this.

"Dong Qichang's authentic works of 400,000 yuan can't be bought. Zhao Qian said with a smile.

"I bought it for 400,000 yuan, although I don't know who made it, but this painting alone is far more than this price! Hey, you can tell it's an imitation, do you know who painted it?" asked Elder Yang.

"Elder Yang, please look here," Zhao Qian smiled slightly, and pointed to a mountain rock in the painting.

Yang Lao immediately took a magnifying glass and looked at the mountain rock.

"Could this be Mr. Ri'an?"

"Li'an" is one of Zheng Xie's two aliases, and his other nickname is the famous "Banqiao". It turns out that the texture of this mountain stone is unique, vaguely looking, it is a variant of the word "Li'an", the painting technique is strange, it is really ingenious.

"No wonder, no wonder, that's right, this mangosteen is transported with a long skimming, more is not messy, less is not sparse, it is all out of the habits, the show is superb, it is clearly Zheng Banqiao's handwriting!"

"Xiao Qian's visit to the shop this time, is it because he can't paint this picture?" asked Yang Lao with an expectant expression.

"Exactly, please ask Yang Lao to give an estimate. Zhao Qian slowly rolled up the scroll and put it in the box.

"Xiao Qian, please sit down," Elder Yang led Zhao Qian to the coffee table and sat down, turned on the switch on the tea tray, and began to make tea.

"Although this Qingfeng Yuzhu picture is made by Zheng Banqiao, and the copy is Dong Qichang's masterpiece, it is really difficult to compare with any of his paintings, what do you think?"

"This is natural, I don't plan to sell it for a sky-high price, Yang Lao is well-known, and he will not let the younger generation suffer. Zhao Qian took the tea cup handed by Yang Lao with both hands, his mouth was full of flattery, but there was a little cunning in his eyes.

"You kid," Yang Lao took the teacup and drank it dry, pointed at Zhao Qian and laughed.

"That's it, Zheng Banqiao's paintings are generally in the market now, in the tens of millions, although your painting is a copy, but the length is large, I will give you 30 million. ”