Wednesday, early in the morning.

The rain kept falling, dripping and dense.

A dilapidated pickup truck drove on the road.

It was Bai Ru who drove, and Li Dingan and Gao Shengdong sat in the back seat.

The main thing is to send Li Dingan to the airport, and by the way, to transport a batch of instruments that have been airlifted back to the school.

"Bang", the eardrum shook, and when I looked at the sound, a clear scratch appeared on the glass, and the rubber strip of the wiper flew somewhere.

With the screeching sound, the scratches continued to deepen, and Bai Ru quickly turned off the wipers.

Fortunately, it is not the driver's side, and the driver is not very affected.

But it's just not big, it's not nothing, and it's raining so much......

Li Dingan's eyes straightened: "Senior Brother Gao, Senior Sister Bai, should this car be changed?" ”

"I mentioned it several times, but the teacher kept saying that there was no money......"

In fact, there is still a little money, for example, yesterday, just the first research fund allocated by the Ministry of Education was 20 million.

However, Wu Xiang is well-known as an "old picker", and once the "porcelain archaeology" department goes out to work, it is to go to other places, and there are not many times when the car is used in the capital, so it is okay to make do.

Li Ding'an thought for a while and sighed: "Forget it, when I come back from Hangzhou, donate one directly......"

If you don't donate, you can't don't do it, this car doesn't sound anywhere except for the horn. broke down at every turn, and on the way to the National Museum alone, Li Dingan was thrown twice.

No, no more, he can't drive to school every day, right?

Wu Xiang drove an Accord......

"Is this a good feeling, or is it a pickup?"

"Business bar, it's easier to pass...... Senior Brother Gao, you go and choose first, and the performance is as good as possible......"

"Good!"

Gao Shengdong nodded, but Bai Ru's eyes lit up: How can a commercial vehicle with slightly better performance cost hundreds of thousands, Li Dingan said to donate it?

Afraid of being distracted, Li Dingan and Gao Shengdong didn't speak again, and for about half an hour, the rotten pickup truck drove into the terminal of the capital airport.

Zheng Wanjiu was smoking at the door, his eyes dripping and staring, clearly waiting for them.

When he saw Li Dingan get out of a rotten pickup truck, he was stunned.

With Li Ding'an's net worth, this status, shouldn't it?

As soon as he saw his expression, Li Dingan smiled: "Mr. Zheng, don't underestimate this broken car, have you ever seen a pickup truck that runs unhindered within the third ring road?" ”

Hey, that's right.

The "special pass" on the car window alone is definitely not something that can be done with money......

Zheng Wanjiu hurriedly greeted again: "Teacher Li, it's raining heavily outside, let's go in first!" ”

Li Dingan nodded, and turned around again, "Senior Sister Bai, please wait for Senior Brother Gao in the parking lot, Senior Brother Gao, come in!" ”

"Oh!"

Gao Shengdong didn't know why, and followed into the waiting hall.

Although the weather was bad, there were quite a lot of guests, and the three of them went up to the second floor and found a corner in the rest area.

After sitting down, Li Dingan looked at Zheng Wanjiu: "Mr. Zheng, did you bring something?" ”

"Bring it!" Nodding, Zheng Wanjiu opened the bag, took out an envelope, and put it on the coffee table. At the same time, Li Dingan also casually took out the same envelope from his pocket, put the two together, and pushed it in front of Gao Shengdong.

ICBC?

Looking at the words on the cover, Gao Shengdong subconsciously opened it, and when he saw the amount on it, his pupils shrank.

Two checks, Mr. Zheng's one million and one hundred and fifty thousand, and Li Ding'an's one million......

"Mr. Zheng, junior brother, what is this?"

Li Dingan smiled: "The business of 50 million yuan does not let you pull the ...... But I've been busy, so I didn't bother with it, so it's a few days late, don't you mind......"

How could it be mind?

Gao Shengdong's heart couldn't stop beating: "But...... Mr. Zheng has already given 100,000 yuan before? ”

"That's different, that's information at most...... Where the runway (intermediary), into three and two (sellers and buyers) is the rule of the trade...... Mr. Zheng, are you right? ”

Zheng Wanjiu nodded vigorously, thinking in his heart: Which dynasty did it break the rules?

If you change people, Lao Tzu will blame you, but change it to Li Ding'an: Teacher Li, three points are enough, no, I will also take out your two points together......

A full two and a half million?

Of course, Wudaokou is impossible, and you can't even think about it near Yanyuan, but you can buy a small apartment within the Fifth Ring Road......

After hesitating for a long time, Gao Shengdong gritted his teeth again: If he made it clear in advance, he would definitely not refuse, but what he said to Li Dingan at that time was: Senior brother, isn't it you who help me, and I will help you? Don't be polite to me......

So, you can't ask for this money!

As soon as his hand touched the check, he was held down by Li Ding'an: "You know very well how much I earned this time, so you don't want it this time, next time there will be such an opportunity, will I go, or not?" ”

It's the truth!

Just Wang Hui's painting, the Forbidden City gave 56 million, plus 7788 calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, and miscellaneous, 100 million will definitely not be able to stop.

And that's not even counting the two bowls.

After seeing the real thing yesterday, Xiang Zhiqing and Chen Shaoping commented like this: Whether it is from the artistic influence, or from the historical significance, or the level of craftsmanship, the value of "pearl glaze" is not under the "Yao Chang Tianmu", which is known as the first porcelain in the Song Dynasty.

There are only three and a half surviving Yaobian Tianmu bowls, three of which are regarded as national treasures in Japan, and half of which are also national treasures in Japan. And this half of the remnants, even if they are put together with dozens of broken porcelain pieces, were worth more than 100 million ten years ago......

And this is only considered from an artistic point of view, if you consider it from the perspective of "there is no mature pearl high-temperature treatment process today", this thing has entered the category of "science and technology" with one foot, and can no longer be measured by money.

So, a million is really not even a drop in the bucket......

Seeing him hesitate, Li Dingan smiled again: "No, it's what you said: Senior brother, isn't it just you who help me, and I help you?" You'll just help me next time...... Besides, it's not good to let my sister-in-law and children live in the basement all the time......"

In an instant, the one-meter-eight man had red eyes.

Eye-catching and losing money, of course, he deserved it, but he has been wronged by his wife and children for several years......

Li Dingan smiled: "Don't let Assistant Bai wait too long, be careful on the road......"

Gao Shengdong nodded heavily, put away the check and envelope, and said hello again.

Didn't even say thank you.

Zheng Wanjiu doesn't need to thank him, his more than one million yuan was completely given for Li Dingan's face, and Li Dingan will definitely return it in the future.

Li Dingan has no way to thank ...... In any case, there are no words to express gratitude......

Looking at Gao Shengdong, whose face was almost purple, Zheng Wanjiu also had mixed feelings in his heart: the so-called icing on the cake is easy, it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow, when he is down, why can't he meet such a nobleman?

Seeing Gao Shengdong go downstairs, the two went to the lounge dedicated to the business warehouse.

……

The drizzle in the capital is continuous, but the sky in Hangzhou is clear.

It was hot, it was stuffy, and it felt like a layer of mud on my body.

took a taxi, Zheng Wanjiu asked casually: "Teacher Li, why don't you take a day off today and go to West Lake first?" ”

"No, time is tight, let's talk about it after reading something!"

Next Monday he will go back to school, have exams, prepare courseware, and give lectures. When I have free time, I have to go to the National Museum to see the progress of the research, so I am afraid it will be difficult to go out of Beijing again.

As for West Lake, when can't you see it?

Li Ding'an is a seller, and he is likely to be a buyer, so naturally he has the final say, Zheng Wanjiu is as good as a stream: "That's okay ......"

As he spoke, the taxi was elevated, and Zheng Wanjiu contacted the buyer again.

This time when he went to Hangzhou, Li Ding'an mainly came to trade Zhou Chen's painting, and by the way, to see if there were any good objects in Hangzhou...... Of course, this is just a rhetoric against Zheng Wanjiu.

In fact, the real purpose, Li Ding'an still wants to see if he can find something more along the trajectory of Zheng Wanjiu who found that batch of Qing Dynasty imperial porcelain.

A product of blue and white is definitely not easy to touch, nine times out of ten, there are only those two in the world, but what if?

If you can't touch a good grade of blue and white, you can also meet the relief blue and white that is also Yuanming blue and white...... Similarly, it was burned by the Eight-Nation Alliance Army back then, but whenever you find one, it is a proper national treasure......

Thinking in my heart, the taxi arrived at the hotel. In the afternoon, Li Dingan slept comfortably.

At two o'clock, Zheng Wanjiu came to knock on the door, and the two took a taxi again and went straight to Hushu South Road.

It is located on the edge of the West Lake, close to the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, and is also the largest collectibles trading market in Hangzhou.

Zheng Wanjiu's friend opened a shop here, and at the beginning, he also found the two late Qing pastel imperial bottles here. As for the two pearl-glazed bowls, they are purely head-to-head......

After a while, the taxi arrived at the entrance of the market. The plaque with green characters on a black background reads seven large letters: Hangzhou Collectibles Market.

Today is Wednesday, and there are no stalls in the market, so there are not many people, scattered and scattered.

The air conditioner was turned on quite well, and as soon as I entered the door, a chill came to my face.

The shops are diverse and diverse, from calligraphy and painting to porcelain, to coins, mahogany, and all kinds of miscellaneous items.

This is only one of the districts, and only this district has the most miscellaneous things, and the remaining three districts are all franchises, namely jade, stamps and magnetic cards, jade and Pu'er tea, which is also a major feature of the antique world.

Walking forward unhurriedly, walking roughly more than ten meters, Zheng Wanjiu took Li Ding'an into one of the shops.

The double-door storefront, about 200 square meters, is mainly engaged in porcelain and calligraphy and painting.

A girl in her early twenties greeted her: "What are you looking for?" ”

"My surname is Zheng, what about Mr. Pan?"

"Oh...... Mr. Zheng, Mr. Pan went to pick up the customer, specially explained, if you come, just wait for her, she will be there immediately......"

It seems to be picking up buyers.

Zheng Wanjiu nodded: "Okay, you're busy with yours, let's take a look!" ”

The clerk answered, brought two more cups of tea, took a sip, and Li Ding'an got up and came to the shelf dedicated to porcelain.

There are a lot of things, and several wooden frames are full, mainly the four kilns in the south: Raozhou kiln (JDZ private kiln), Jizhou kiln, Longquan kiln, and Jianyang kiln. But unfortunately, it is not the Song Dynasty boutique in the heyday of these southern folk kilns, all of them are things from the Ming and Qing dynasties, and most of them are from the Qing Dynasty.

There are also celadons, but all of them are imitation, and there are other kilns, but most of them are two or three pieces, and the quality is only average.

After looking around again, he really didn't see the porcelain of the Qing Dynasty imperial kiln, Li Dingan exhaled slowly: Just say, the national treasure is not a cabbage, and you can touch it?

Secretly laughing at himself, there was a noise at the door, and when Li Dingan turned around, he saw five or six people entering the store.

The leader is a woman, in her early forties, who can see clear crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, but her facial features are delicate and her charm is still there. I think it is Mr. Zheng's good friend, that is, the owner of this store, Mr. Pan.

The rest were all men, and there were three arms with things under them, either boxes or boxes, and at a glance they knew they were antiques and the like.

"Mr. Zheng, I'm sorry to ......"

Mr. Pan hurriedly greeted him, and by the way, he introduced a few others.

There were three buyers, who were invited by Mr. Pan to see Zhou Chen's paintings, and each brought a collection to exchange ideas by the way. The other two were experts invited by the buyer, one of whom was a professor at the China Academy of Art (in Hangzhou).

It is not simple to be able to carry the prefix of the country, among all the professional colleges of art, it ranks second, the first is the central government, and the third is Tsinghua University......

introduced Li Ding'an, Zheng Wanjiu only said that he was the current owner of "Autumn Mountain Jinsong", and mentioned that his room of collections was all sold to Boss Li.

It surprised several others, thinking that at such a young age, tens of millions of things can be bought?

After a few cold words, everyone began to look at things again, today is mainly for Zhou Chen's paintings, Li Dingan was not polite, directly opened the painting scroll, and said the reserve price: 20 million!

The three guests, the two expert experts, looked at it very carefully, and it took nearly half an hour before and after.

The guest said that there was no problem, and the two appraisers also said that there was no problem, of course, the thing was indeed fine, how did Li Dingan get it back from Zheng Wanjiu, how did he get it back, and he didn't even open the painting scroll in the middle.

Therefore, this price is really not high, and Mr. Wen, who specially invited an art professor to appraise it, didn't even pay back the price, and paid on the spot.

After the transaction was completed, the atmosphere was still warm, and the three guests took out their collections.

This is a common occurrence in the collecting world, and most of the players' collections come from this way, relatively speaking, a little higher than the fidelity rate in the market.

Of course, the probability of hitting the eye is also not low, because a fake that can be brought to this occasion shows that it has been hit by the player's eyes many times.

Waiting for the three guests to take out the things, Li Ding'an's eyes lit up: they were all relatively rare things, and two of them were real.

The first piece was a green snuff bottle, and at first glance, I thought it was a wine bottle with two taels of red star and two pots.

Of course, the material is the same: glass!

If you look closely, you can see that this thing is painted inside: as the name suggests, it is painted inside the bottle.

It is a figure picture, the twelve golden hairpins of "Dream of Red Mansions", the workmanship is very good, the painting is also very good, and then look at the paragraph, it is still the work of Ye Zhongsan, a famous painter in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China.

Next week, the Cultural Relics Bureau will promulgate the "List of Famous Artists Whose Late Tobacco Bottle Works Are Restricted from Leaving the Country after 1911", including Ye Zhongsan. So don't look at this thing as glass, if you put it for a year or two, it can sell for at least three or four million......

Well?

Li Ding'an paused slightly: Still a small leak?

took a look again, that's right, it is indeed Ye Zhongsan's work, and it is also a masterpiece......

Nodding secretly, he looked at the next one: a wooden plaque, a jade plaque, all with words on them.

Li Dingan subconsciously squinted his eyes: This thing is even rarer.

Not surprisingly, these two should be a set, which women use to tie their hair, so it is not wrong to say that it is a hairpin.

It's just too big, bigger than a normal human face......

(End of chapter)