Chapter 31: Seventeen Million
"Okay, little brother, come with me." Tang Tongfu took Shen Dong to an antique shop not far away.
"Old Don, here it is." The boss is very familiar with Tang Tongfu and has been an old friend for many years.
"Little brother, this is my old friend and the owner of this antique shop, Chen Xiangyang." Tang Tongfu nodded at the boss and introduced to Shen Dong.
"Hello Boss Chen." Shen Dong smiled and nodded in greeting.
"Hello." Chen Xiangyang nodded at Shen Dong, and then looked at Tang Tongfu, "Old Tang, this little brother is ......"
Tang Tongfu introduced with a smile: "Lao Chen, this is the little brother I just met, his name is ......"
Speaking of this, he realized that he hadn't asked Shen Dong's name just now, and he didn't know how to introduce it.
Fortunately, Shen Dong was eye-catching, and answered: "Boss Chen, my name is Shen Dong." ”
Chen Xiangyang nodded, and asked Tang Tongfu again: "Old Tang, ...... did you bring this little brother Shen over?"
Tang Tongfu said with a smile: "Little Brother Shen found a good thing in the stall outside, I thought about it and borrowed your place for a while." ”
Chen Xiangyang became interested: "Really? What's good? ”
Tang Tongfu looked at Shen Dong, motioned for Shen Dong to take out his things, and said to him.
Shen Dong was not afraid of what these two people would do, encroaching on his inkstone, putting down the vase, taking out the inkstone, and putting it on the table next to him.
"Is there anything special about this inkstone?" Chen Xiangyang took a closer look and didn't see anything.
"I can't see it either, let's just listen to Brother Shen." Tang Tongfu said.
"President Tang, Boss Chen, the inkstone used by Su Dongpo, the great writer of the Northern Song Dynasty, has a characteristic, I think you should know it, right?" Shen Dong prompted.
Hearing this, Tang Tongfu and Chen Xiangyang's faces changed.
Tang Tongfu immediately picked up the inkstone, turned it over, squinted his eyes to check the bottom, and exclaimed after a while: "It's really the inkstone used by Su Dongpo!" ”
After the identification of historians, the characteristics of the inkstones used by Su Dongpo are the bottom of each inkstone, and when you look at it sideways, you can see the three words Su Dongpo.
This is not what Su Dongpo asked to make, but after Su Dongpo made the ancients, his son specially asked the craftsman to use a special method to make it like this.
His son said he did this in memory of his father.
This characteristic has been recognized by the antique world.
In the past, there was also Su Dongpo's inkstone flowing out of the antique world, which is indeed the case.
Many veteran antique collectors know this, but those with only half a bucket of water don't know.
The stall owner and the treasure connoisseur he found didn't know this.
Otherwise, you will definitely look at it like this, and you will be able to find this as long as you look at it.
"Old Tang, you put your things down and let me see." Chen Xiangyang said anxiously.
In the world of antiques, there is an unwritten rule that one person cannot hand over an antique directly to another.
When one person finishes appreciating it, he puts it down, and after he leaves his hand, the other person starts to take it.
Otherwise, if something breaks, it won't be clear.
Even among old friends, this unwritten rule is followed.
Many rookies who have just entered the antique world do not know this rule, and it is common for them to be blackmailed.
"Okay, look." Tang Tongfu put the inkstone back on the table.
"It's really the inkstone used by Su Dongpo." After Chen Xiangyang looked at it, he nodded.
Even if it wasn't his, he was excited.
"Little brother, did you pick up this thing outside?" Chen Xiangyang asked.
"Yes." Shen Dong nodded.
"It didn't cost much, did it?" Chen Xiangyang asked again.
The stuff in the stalls outside, as long as you are not stupid, will not cost anything.
"With this vase, one cost five thousand." Shen Dong pointed to the vase on the ground.
"Hiss......" Chen Xiangyang gasped.
Su Dongpo's inkstone is worth more than 10 million.
This little brother has picked up a big leak.
"Little Brother Shen, do you sell this thing?" Tang Tongfu wanted to buy it.
"President Tang, as long as the price is right, of course I will sell it."
Shen Dong just wants to make money now, and he doesn't want to engage in anything elegant and elegant, or collect any antiques.
"A few months ago, at an auction in the capital, there was an auction of Su Dongpo's inkstone, which was auctioned for 17 million, and I will give it to you according to the price at the auction, do you think it?" Tang Tongfu did not mean to take advantage of Shen Dong.
The matter of Su Dongpo's inkstone being auctioned at the Beijing auction is easy to find.
Chen Xiangyang also wanted this inkstone, but Tang Tongfu was his old friend, and when Tang Tongfu spoke, it was difficult for him to speak again.
"Yes." Shen Dong nodded.
He believed that Tang Tongfu, the president of the Antique Association, would not lie to him.
Actually, he only knew that this thing was real, and he didn't know how much it was worth.
He was already satisfied with seventeen million.
When I came to the antique street, I picked up a big leak, and I couldn't be too happy.
"Okay, you give me a bank card number, and I'll transfer the money to you."
Being able to buy Su Dongpo's inkstone is a happy thing for Tang Tongfu.
One operation, 17 million to the account.
The futures market made 69 million.
Yesterday 17 million was credited, and today 17 million is received.
Now Shen Dong's capital has exceeded 100 million and he has become a billionaire.
It feels really good to bind the system for more than half a month and become a billionaire.
"Little Brother Shen, this is my business card, if you still have antiques to sell in the future, you can contact me, the price is guaranteed to satisfy you." Tang Tongfu handed Shen Dong a business card.
He is an antique collector himself, and as long as there are good things, he wants to buy them.
Even if you don't like it much, you can help connect with friends.
"Okay." Shen Dong took the business card, looked at it, and put it away.
"Little Brother Shen, won't your vase also be an antique?" Chen Xiangyang asked.
"No, I bought it with a ride, so I didn't want this thing, I was afraid that the stall owner would see something, so I took the lead in asking the price of this vase, and bought it together." Shen Dong briefly talked about the situation.
"Brother Shen, you are really sophisticated in buying things." Boss Chen Xiangyang gave a thumbs up.
Seeing that there is a big leak to pick up, it is very rare to quietly bargain and divert the attention of the boss.
When you are a boss, you don't like this kind of customer the most.
"The boss has won the prize, it's just a matter of habit." Shen Dong said with a smile.
His family background is not good, and it is impossible to buy things like those rich second generations, regardless of the price.
Many times, when shopping outside, he will use such a method to prevent the boss from detecting his true intentions.
It's a long-standing habit.
Today, it is used to dig up antiques, and the effect is not bad.
The stall owner didn't see anything.
If he had shown great interest in this inkstone from the beginning, he would certainly not have been able to buy it for such a small amount of money.
There is no treachery and no business, and it is strange that the stall owner does not dominate him.
If you let him know, the stall owner thinks that he spent 5,000 yuan to buy an inkstone and a vase, he is slaughtering him, and I don't know what he will think.