The back alley of Qingshi Antique Street is connected to Temple Street. It is bustling on weekdays and there are many people visiting on weekends. On this street, there are people ranging from middle school and university students to middle-aged and elderly people. Because in addition to some antiques whose authenticity cannot be discerned, there are also many handicrafts set up on the streets, all of which are antique styles. They are not expensive and are very popular among young people.
On the left side of the street are stalls with small handicrafts and accessories, and on the right are antique stalls. Generally speaking, young people walk on the left, and middle-aged people and elderly people walking leisurely walk on the right. So when you enter this street, if you look at the entire street from the end of the street, you will find this very interesting scene. .
Therefore, when Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin walked to the right, they seemed a little conspicuous on this street.
Both of them are quite eye-catching in appearance. It would be okay if it was just Xia Shao. She has a quiet and elegant temperament, which is not noticeable at first sight. However, the longer you look at her, the more charming and charming she becomes, making her unforgettable. But Xu Tianyin was different. He had a lonely temperament. He was wearing black clothes, which made him look even more energetic. When he stood in the crowd, it was like a lone wolf suddenly stood out from the crowd, with cold eyes, ready to go. , the breath is dangerous and deadly. Even if he is not interested in people, it cannot stop his strong aura. Therefore, as soon as the two people appeared in the streets, they caused a slight stir.
The girls who were carrying small pendants in front of the handicraft stall looked at it one after another. They gathered together in surprise and screamed, looking at it again and again.
Xu Tianyin could not see them. He only lowered his head and followed the girl in front of him with his eyes.
Xia Shao already lowered his head, focusing entirely on the densely packed stalls in front of him.
She had never been there since she missed the Yuan blue and white plate at the Dongshi Antique Market. After all, when Fu Ruixiang opened her business, everyone knew that the large blue and white plate was genuine. She had picked it up from a street stall. It is estimated that if she goes there again, the stall owners will not easily sell the items they like. .
Moreover, although there are rules in the antique industry, everyone relies on their own eyesight. If they lose the product or buy a fake, they have no choice but to admit defeat. But you must know that the Yuanqinghua sold for a sky-high price of 100 million at the auction. Anyone who loses such a large item will not feel comfortable. If Zhao Mingjun, the stall owner who lost the blue and white platter, would see Xia Shao again, he would probably not know how uncomfortable he would feel. Therefore, Xia Shao simply stopped hanging around, making people feel uncomfortable.
Calculating the time, from last year to now, she has not visited the antique stalls for more than a year. As soon as she entered the alley today, her addiction was aroused, and she was inevitably a little excited.
Xia Shao was wearing a white thin cotton coat today, with a plush collar, and a light pink scarf around her neck. Her chin melted into it, making her round and pink face look adorable, especially her eyes at this moment. Shining, smiling slightly, a bit delicate.
Her excited look fell into the eyes of the man behind her, and his eyes were soft and soft. Then he stretched out his hand and silently took her hand, as if he was afraid that she would run away when she got excited, and then followed her, letting her go. She pulled him slowly through the crowd.
Xia Shao walked to more than ten stalls in a row, and suddenly her eyes fixed on a stall in front of her, her eyes lit up, showing a look of liking.
I saw an elegant vase on the stall in front. This vase is made of pastel porcelain, which is a type of overglaze porcelain. It is a type of porcelain that is painted on the glaze of a fired plain vessel and then fired in a kiln.
Pastel porcelain was fired in Jingdezhen as early as the late Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty. It was already very refined during the Yongzheng period, and reached its peak during the Qianlong period. It is still being fired today.
The pastel vase that Xia Shao is interested in has a whole body with white glaze. It has a straight mouth, a straight neck, a plump and round belly, and a particularly cute shape. What's even more elegant is that there is a peach tree painted all over the top. There are nine flat peaches of different sizes on the branches. The tips of the flat peach are a little pink, which is really beautiful. There is also a cluster of roses blooming next to the peach tree. , the whole bottle looks elegant and pleasant.
Xia Shaoyuan was still thinking about buying a vase to go back to the dormitory today, but she unexpectedly came across this one. It had an elegant charm and was really pleasing to the eye.
"Like it?" Xu Tianyin's voice came from behind, and he clearly noticed where Xia Shao's eyes were.
Xia Shao smiled, turned around and said, "Go over and have a look."
However, when the two of them were still two steps away from the stall, two old men came over from the opposite side. It was obvious that one of them invited Ling and the other to come over and look at each other. As soon as he arrived at the stall, he said cheerfully: "Old Yu, please help me take a look at this pastel celestial sphere vase with flat peach patterns!"
The old man named Yu came over, squatted on the ground, carefully picked up the vase and began to look at it carefully.
The rule in the antique business is that whoever comes first sees it first. When someone else gets it, the latecomer can only wait for the first person to see it, put it in a practical place, and then take it away.
When Xia Shao saw it, he was a step too late, so he stood next to the old man and took a closer look at the bottle. After taking a look, Xia Shao couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.
The foot of this vase is inscribed with the six-character official script "Made in the Qianlong Year of the Qing Dynasty" in blue and white. The painting is meticulous, the layers are clear, and the rendering technique is very thick and mature. The composition is dense and dense, and even the yin and yang of the leaves and the branches are The old branches and new buds are all very delicate!
Xia Shao's eyes lit up—this was enough to be called a high imitation! If you take it to a craft store, the price is pretty good! Of course, it would be a bit confusing to put it on a stall in this antique market.
The two old men were obviously not sure. The old man looked at it carefully for a long time and nodded, but his tone was not sure, "The painting method, composition and shape of the vessel do seem to be made in the Qianlong period. If it is really the Qianlong period, If it’s made every year, it’s worth a lot of money…”
"Really?" The old man next to him also pointed it out to him excitedly, "Old Yu, look here, this bottle has a very light green glaze on the bottom and inside. If you look at the light, you will see that the glaze has a very light green glaze. The tiny wrinkles are just like the ripples on the water! The features of green inside and green on the bottom really look like something from the Qianlong period!"
Yu Lao looked at the light, hissed, and nodded slowly, but his brows furrowed even more, curled his lips, and shook his head, "I said Lao Liu, he looks like him everywhere, but in his heart It’s not practical! I can’t tell for sure, so I advise you to take it easy to avoid having your eyes shot or taking medicine.”
In the terminology of the antique industry, getting an eye shot and taking medicine all refer to seeing something wrong and spending money to buy experience and lessons.
"But..." The old man obviously didn't want to give up, "How about we try again with Lao Sun and Lao Qi?"
"They are also half-hearted, what do they know!" Yu Lao shook his head and said, looking up at the stall owner, "Young man, can you tell me the origin of this object?"
Xia Shao also followed Yu Lao's gaze and looked at the stall owner. The stall owner was quite young, only in his mid-twenties, with a medium height, a fairly strong build, a dark complexion, and a serious expression. , unsmiling. But Xia Shao's eyes were fixed on his face, and she was slightly startled.
This stall owner has a vague look of sadness between his brows, and his left lunar angle is slightly sunken. His father is no longer alive, and his mother is also ill.
When he saw Yu Lao asking about the origin of this bottle, he didn't say much and simply said: "It was collected by an old farmer in the countryside."
When he said this, the two old men looked at each other with uncertain expressions. Generally speaking, in order to deceive such items on street stalls, some vendors will go to great lengths to make up stories and explain in detail how the items were hard-earned. But the young man's words were concise. If he said anything extravagantly, then he would have to be careful. If he said this, it would be even more difficult for others to make judgments.
Mr. Yu carefully placed the pastel vase, then stood up and took two steps back. He curled his lips and shook his head, "Let's take another look."
"How about I call Lao Sun and Lao Qi over."
The two old people discussed, and when Xia Shao saw that Yu Lao had left his hand, she knelt down and took the bottle in her hand. She lowered her eyes and smiled and looked at it carefully. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it - well, this The simple and elegant pattern suits her very well, and it would be beautiful to use as a flower arrangement in the dormitory.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Xia Shao squatted down, the stall owner actually spoke.
But he didn't say it to Xia Shao, but to Xu Tianyin: "Sir, is this lady your girlfriend? You two are a good match. Buy this vase to your girlfriend. As long as you are willing to follow I will hold hands and discuss the price, and I guarantee that the price will be fair and I will never cheat you."
Xu Tianyin rarely looked at people, but nodded towards the man, looking like he really wanted to negotiate a price with him.
Xia Shao squatted on the ground and looked up at the stall owner depressedly. The two old men just looked at it for so long, but he didn't persuade anyone to buy it. Why did he start to deceive Xu Tianyin when she looked at it? Could it be that she and her senior brother had "taken advantage of" written all over their faces
Xu Tianyin has no eye for antiques. Unlike Xia Shao, who has a clairvoyant eye, he can only rely on his own cultivation to sense objects with auspiciousness or evil aura. He cannot tell whether other items are genuine or fake. But he didn't care, as long as she liked it.
Seeing that Xu Tianyin really wanted to discuss the price with the stall owner, Xia Shao put down the vase, stood up and said, "Wait a minute. Do you want to discuss the price? I'll discuss it with you."
In the antique business, except for things that look fake at first glance, basically sellers and buyers hold hands and discuss the price in public. The two of them rely on their sleeves or use a piece of cloth to cover up, and use gestures to bargain over the price. Only the buyer and the seller know about the transaction.
But people who know this way of holding hands are either in the industry or have some knowledge. The stall owner saw that Xu Tianyin had an extraordinary temperament, and he was not an ordinary person at first glance, so he asked Xu Tianyin. Unexpectedly, the girl squatting on the ground looking at the vase actually opened her mouth, which made the stall owner stunned.
The two old men next to him didn't leave at all. When they saw Xia Shao squatting down and looking at the vase, they stopped in their tracks. The old man who was interested in this vase looked a little anxious when he saw that the stall owner took the initiative to negotiate the price. But just now, the two of them were not sure about letting it go, so there was no point in being anxious at this time, so they could only stand aside and watch.
The two of them were also a little surprised that Xia Shao knew the rules of holding hands. When the girl just stood aside, they felt that she was a very peaceful child, but they did not expect to know this.
At this time, Xia Shao had stood up. As soon as she stood up, her temperament immediately changed. There was a slight smile on his lips, his eyebrows were calm, and he had an attitude of being determined about everything.
This made both the old man and the young stall owner stunned.
But at this time Xia Shao had already extended his hand, and the stall owner had no choice but to extend his hand. It was winter, so they were all wearing cotton-padded clothes, and there was enough space in the sleeves, so they didn't use cloth to cover them. The two just put their hands in the sleeves and started bargaining.
When holding hands to discuss prices, each finger represents a different price. In the antique industry, generally speaking, the thumb represents one million, the index finger represents one hundred thousand, the middle finger represents ten thousand, the ring finger represents one thousand, and the little finger represents one hundred.
The stall owner reached out and tapped Xia Shao with his index finger, and Xia Shao raised an eyebrow.
One hundred thousand? They really took them for granted!
She smiled and tapped the man with her ring finger.
one thousand! No more. This still depends on the price given when the painting techniques and other aspects are highly imitated.
The man frowned visibly, presumably due to a huge psychological gap. There was some anger in his eyes, and he reluctantly made another offer, lowering the price to 80,000.
Xia Shao shook his head and smiled, secretly thinking that this person was really determined to give up. She simply dropped the price by another two hundred, to eight hundred. Then he touched the person with his thumb to indicate the final offer and no further negotiation.
The anger in the other party's eyes became even stronger, and he put his hand down directly, with a frosty face, and said: "Forget it, I think you don't want it."
"I think you don't want to sell." Xia Shao smiled. She originally thought that this person had a seriously ill mother at home, so the price she offered was already quite high, but this person obviously wanted to blackmail her, so there was no need for her. Become a philanthropist. In the antique business, although everyone relies on their eyesight to make a living, this person wanted to sell to them. He obviously thought that they should be outsiders and blackmailed them as if they were taken advantage of. This nature is different. If Xu Tianyin had negotiated the price with this person just now, Xia Shao believed that he would not have counter-offered at all. He must have paid as much as the other person said and just bought it.
How does this work? Xia Shao would never let Xu Tianyin spend this kind of unfair money.
Xia Shao had a smile on her face, but her tone was a bit cold, which made the two old people standing aside look surprised.
hiss! Look at this...what? Something wrong with something
Xia Shao didn't say it directly. After all, it was against the rules to say whether someone else's goods were real or fake in front of other buyers. But she didn't plan to ask for it. There were vases everywhere anyway, so she just had to look elsewhere.
She pulled Xu Tianyin and left, but the stall owner at the stall next to her had been staring at Xia Shao from just now. The more he looked, the more surprised and suspicious he became. It wasn't until he saw Xia Shao was about to leave that he said, "You... I look a little familiar to you..."
Xia Shao was stunned and stopped.
The man suddenly raised his head and pointed at Xia Shao, "Oh! I can see it! Fu Ruixiang's Mr. Xia! Right?"
When Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin entered this alley, they already attracted the attention of many people. The unpleasant atmosphere they had just held hands and bargained with the stall owner had already attracted some people, and a lot of people had gathered around them. People, upon hearing the words of the stall owner next to him, everyone looked at Xia Shao in surprise!
"Fu Ruixiang? Huaxia?"
"Chairman of Huaxia? That young girl?"
"Huh? Don't tell me! It really looks like it! It's a little different from what it looks like on TV, but if you look carefully..."
"Little girl, are you really Mr. Xia of Huaxia Group?"
More and more people gathered behind them, many of them were excited, but the two old men and stall owners next to them were stunned. Anyone who is interested in antique collecting, or anyone in this field, knows about Fu Ruixiang. Its rise is legendary. After the summer auction, various versions were circulated on the streets.
And this person who people often talked about with gusto after dinner this summer was actually standing in front of them
Everyone has the mentality of chasing celebrities, and Xia Shao can indeed be called a celebrity in the shopping mall because of her age and actions.
Now that he was recognized, Xia Shao didn't pretend to hide it. Anyway, Fu Ruixiang opened a shop on the nearby street. Whether he was a colleague in the antique shop or a colleague in the stall business, sooner or later he would have to know each other.
Seeing her nodding in admission, the crowd roared and became excited!
"Fu Ruixiang's Mr. Xia! Huaxia's chairman! It's true!"
"Yo! You are too young for this age. You look similar to my children!"
"I heard he started from scratch! He's so promising!"
The crowd was lively, and stall owners from nearby stalls came over to shake hands with Xia Shao enthusiastically.
“Mr.
"Yes, Mr. Xia. It's a pity that we didn't have the chance to go and learn, haha."
These people inevitably wanted to get close to each other, so Xia Shao just nodded and shook hands with everyone and smiled. At this time, the stall owner who was negotiating the price with Xia Shao frowned, with a slightly angry look in his eyes, "Mr. Xia, since we are colleagues, what do you mean by coming to my stall?"
As soon as these words came out, the lively atmosphere in front of the stall changed, and the crowd's voices slowly fell silent.
Colleagues have been enemies since ancient times. Although there is a guild in the antique industry, it is different from other industries when colleagues can communicate with each other. But unless invited by colleagues, it is rare to go to other people’s stalls to look at things quietly. This is inevitably a bit like trying to take advantage of others.
And Xia Shao started his career with Yuan blue and white platters, which have been reported countless times by TV and newspapers. Experts even regard this blue and white platter as a classic example in the collecting world. After talking about it, anyone who is interested in collecting, Everyone knows this.
When the stall owner said this, he inevitably accused Xia Shao of wanting to come to his stall to pick up the leaks.
This, this is not good for your reputation...
"I came over with a friend today to have a look. I accidentally saw this pink porcelain vase. I thought it was simple and elegant, and I liked it very much, so I came up with the idea of discussing the price. Even if we are in the same industry, there are often transactions. Even if I didn't express it In spite of your status, the price I gave you is fair. I have not deceived my peers at all, and even my price is considered high in the market. You know whether this is the case or not." Xia Shao was unhurried. , neither angry nor impatient, with a calm smile and a leisurely tone.
Her demeanor was invisibly convincing, and many people behind her looked at each other and nodded lightly.
Indeed, trading among peers is different from trading among collectors or laypeople. If you don't reveal your identity and want to come to your peers to find out, you will naturally get a bad reputation. But if it's a fair price, that's another matter. It would be no different from a normal transaction. There would be no matter who picked up or cheated anyone, and it didn't matter whether his identity was revealed or not. After all, when doing business, price is the most important thing.
But everyone also heard it. Looking at this situation, it should be that the price offered by Mr. Xia is not in line with the other party's psychological price
Then there are only two situations: either Mr. Xia is trying to pick up the slack and lowers the price; or the other party didn't recognize Mr. Xia just now and wants to trick him out, raising the price too high.
But I heard that this little girl is not very old and her eyesight is comparable to that of an experienced expert who has been there for many years. She picked up a lot of missing items at the Dongshi Antique Market.
If her eyesight is correct, then it means that the vase of the other party is a fake
Otherwise, how could there be such a big difference in price
People around were talking a lot, and they were all extremely curious - is this vase real or fake? If it’s fake, where is the fake
But being curious, a group of people didn't even ask. After all, they wouldn't tell anyone if they asked. This is a business rule. It is impossible to criticize the objects of the same industry in public. So, even though I was so curious that my heart was scratching my head, I had no choice but to endure it.
The young stall owner was not happy anymore, "Mr.
Xia Shao raised her eyebrows, smiled lightly and asked, "What do you mean?"
"This is obviously a pastel nine-peach vase from the Qianlong Dynasty of the Qing Dynasty. I collected it from an old farmer in the countryside. I didn't recognize Mr. Xia before. I think your friend seems to be a rich man. I also want to sell it for more money. That's why I want to discuss the price with you. But the price you gave me is no different from picking up a leak!"
When he said this, the crowd buzzed again and started talking. Those who just now believed that the price given by Xia Shao was fair began to look at her with suspicion.
There is nothing wrong with what the stall owner said, it is human nature, then... Is it true that after Mr. Xia of Furuixiang entered the industry, he still planned to pick up the slack from his peers
That, that's really...
Xia Shao still took this change in the atmosphere indifferently. She never moved her eyes away from the stall owner's face. She just smiled and asked, "I'm just asking you, what are your plans."
"What I mean is very simple. Now that things are like this. I must clear up the name of this pink porcelain vase! Otherwise, if you leave today, its future value will be embarrassing. Why don't you tell me today why you want to give it to me?" The price of my bottle is like this. If you can tell me, I will sell it to you at the price you just offered. If you can't tell me, you can buy it at the price I just offered! How about that?" The man frowned. Looking at Xia Shao, there was a look of determination in her eyes.
When everyone heard this, they said "Ouch", but their eyes were excited!
Doesn't this mean that on-site identification is required
Although there are rules in the antique shop, if the seller agrees, on-site appraisal does not matter. Whether it is genuine or fake, everyone can express their opinion and discuss it. This is the fascinating charm of antique collecting!
Is it possible that there is really an on-site appraisal to watch today
That’s a rare learning opportunity!
You know, people who run stalls in antique alleys and people who open antique shops are naturally not on the same level. Most people in the antique shop have a vision that is comparable to that of an expert in a certain aspect, such as calligraphy and painting, porcelain, ancient coins, ancient books, or ancient jade, and they are as good as a half-expert in aspects that they are not very proficient in. How else could you become an antique dealer
The people who set up stalls and practice stalls are incomparable. Most of them are more fashionable in terms of their eyesight and knowledge of antique appraisal. In addition, most of the Tibetan friends who come to hang out on this street are half-hearted people who come to practice their eyesight and experience the fun of communicating with others, and there are also beginners among them.
Despite Xia Shao's young age, I heard that she picked up a lot of things! That means you have amazing eyesight! On-site appraisal is undoubtedly a learning opportunity for these people.
Such opportunities are hard to come by. After all, everyone usually explores on their own, but they all want to learn from experts, but the experts are busy, how can they have time to care about them
"Mr. Xia, just tell me! What do you think of this pastel vase?"
"Yeah, let's talk about it. The other party agrees, so it doesn't violate the rules."
"Yes, yes."
A group of people started to encourage Xia Shao, but the old man standing next to Xia Shao was the most excited among them. He said: "Little girl, just tell me. I almost planned to buy this porcelain vase just now, but I listened to you. I mean, it's probably a fake. I just can't figure it out. Where is the fake? You can tell me, otherwise I won't be able to eat or sleep."
Xia Shao smiled after hearing this and looked at the stall owner, "This is what you said, don't regret it."
The stall owner looked at her firmly and spoke loudly, "I have no regrets! A man, you must keep your word! Just say it!"
Xia Shao laughed in her heart, how could this seem like a generous sacrifice? Where did the thought of blackmailing just now go? It seemed that this man wanted to make a last ditch effort. He really looked like a filial son and wanted to sell the vase to treat his mother's illness, but this did not mean that blackmailing people was the right thing to do. After all, no one's money comes from the strong wind, so it's not good for him to be cheated like this.
So Xia Shao nodded and picked up the vase.
As soon as she picked it up, the surroundings became quiet, as if she was afraid of making some noise and couldn't hear what she said.
Xia Shao showed the porcelain vase in his hand to the old man, "Old man, you just said that the green inside and the bottom are green, and there are ripples when viewed against the light. This is obviously a characteristic of the Qianlong Dynasty, right?"
The old man nodded, "Yes! I think I remembered this correctly. The book I bought from the bookstore said so!"
Xia Shao smiled and nodded, "The book is right, but to identify an object, you need to start with the object itself. Take the pastel nine-peach bottle in my hand as an example. I said it is a fake. It’s precisely because of its green inside and green bottom.”
When she said this, there was a roar around her!
The old man asked hurriedly: "Why?"
Mr. Yu beside him also asked: "Yes, little girl! Why?"
Xia Shao raised the bottle, and the surrounding area became quiet again.
She smiled slightly and said: "Two old men, please take a look at the overall style of this porcelain vase. It has a white glaze and a simple and elegant style. This style was popular during the Yongzheng period. The theme of the flat peach pattern is the style of official kilns during the Yongzheng period. , because the style is exquisite and classic, and the theme implies auspiciousness, there were always imitations until the Guangxu Dynasty. The green lining and green bottom only appeared during the Qianlong period, not the Yongzheng period. But since it is an imitation of the Yongzheng era style, why is the green lining and green bottom added? What? This is really superfluous. Originally, the imitation skills in terms of painting, composition and other aspects were very good, but this place is a failure. "
The two old men, including the crowd behind them, were silent for a long time before shouting "That's it".
"Oh! So that's it! I was almost deceived by the green inside and the green bottom! Oops, just reading is really... terrible!" The old man shook his head, but the surprise on his face did not dissipate.
Just when everyone was staring at the bottle in Xia Shao's hand, the stall owner's eyes flashed slightly, and he continued: "Even if it was not imitated by the Qianlong Dynasty, couldn't it be imitated later? If it is a bit old, It’s also worth some money.”
Xia Shao raised her eyes and looked over, then shook her head and smiled, "This object is just a new imitation."
"How do you say it?" the old man asked again curiously.
"Because the pastel materials used in the Kang, Yong, and Qian dynasties were slightly different, and arsenic oxide was added to them. This makes the material easily weathered and softer. After a long period of time, if it is not properly maintained, The glaze will fall off. If it is well maintained, the surface will also produce a colorful halo, called 'clam light'. This light has different degrees of lightness in different colors of glaze. For example, white glaze , you can still see it when you look at it sideways. This is a kind of halo that has lasted through the years. How can it be imitated by forgers? I heard that in the early days of the Republic of China, there were masters of forgery who could make halos on it, but now Well… "
Xia Shao shook her head and smiled.
She had an elegant smile, and she always explained things in a leisurely and eloquent manner. There is no high-profile attitude to give advice, it is just like gossiping, and the quiet temperament makes people feel comfortable. There were nods and admirations all around. People nodded with emotion and admiration.
"It turns out that's the case. I really learned something."
"Mr. Xia, you have such good eyesight! No wonder you can drive Fu Ruixiang!"
"How did you develop such eyesight? You are a young man! You will definitely have a bright future in the future!"
I don’t know since when, the alley has been filled with people, inside and outside, and the news that Xu is the chairman of Huaxia is here spreads like wildfire, and many people come from other streets to see it. lively. Praise, admiration, and compliments came in like a tide, but Xia Shao stood there with a smile, unfazed.
Xu Tianyin has been standing next to her. This is the first time he has seen her appraise antiques. He always feels that the girl is rich in knowledge and talks with a smile, just like a cup of elegant tea in the afternoon, or the subtle dialing in the tea room. The moving strings are quiet and have a leisurely charm. When they enter the heart, they make people want to close their eyes and relax and enjoy this moment.
The man's eyes were soft and charming, and he gently took the vase from her hand.
But at this moment, the stall owner frowned and said angrily: "This is not absolute! Don't say it is so certain! There are masters in modern times! What do you know! How do you know that no one can be on top now? …”
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly shut up and looked a little wrong.
Everyone heard it, and this was a bit of a slip of the tongue.
Xia Shao raised her eyebrows and smiled in an interesting way, "Is there such a person now? Who? You?"
The man shut up and stopped talking.
But someone around said: "No matter whether there is such a person now, what do you mean by this? In other words, you know that this object is a new imitation? Then you just insisted that it was from the Qianlong Dynasty? Fortunately, today we met If you go to someone who knows the ropes, wouldn’t it be a slap in the face if we were the ones doing it?”
"You just said that there are masters now. What do you mean? Are such people masters? They are simply deceiving people! People who collect things hate you fakers the most! How many people have you deceived!"
"That's right! If you say this, it means you know that there is such a person? Who is it? Tell us and we will report the case! Such people should be severely punished and sentenced!"
The crowd was furious, and the man did not expect that things would develop to this point. His face turned red, from his ears to his neck. He seemed to be ashamed, but his eyes were firm and stone-like, and his fists were clenched tightly. Touch the ground.
Seeing his look like this, Xia Shao lowered her eyes and said, "Everyone's mood is understandable. But I think he was just eager to defend himself. Just saying that casually does not mean that he really knows the person who is lying."
“Mr.
The man was stunned and looked up at Xia Shao.
Xia Shao shook his head and smiled, "Not necessarily. This person wants to blackmail me. His actions are certainly wrong, but I see that he has reasons for it and his conscience is still intact. Just before me, this old man had already planned to take action. If the stall owner was willing to say something nice and fool the old man, maybe the old man would buy it. But he didn't say anything, obviously he didn't want to trick the old man. He must have thought that my friend had a good family background, and he might not care about these few things. That's why he wants us to be taken advantage of. But he has a sick mother at home, and Xu is eager to save her. Although his thoughts are not right at the moment, he is still a filial son, so I will not pursue this matter. "
"Sick mother?" People around were surprised.
"Hey! I remembered it!" Someone suddenly said, "I heard from my friends in the antique shop that Mr. Xia is a Feng Shui master! He is very accurate in reading Feng Shui fortune-telling and other things!"
"Feng Shui master?" Many people were surprised and looked at the stall owner, only to see a look of shock on his face!
Mo, could it be...
Got it right
Yo! Is this thing really accurate
God!
The people who had just come out of the admiration of appraising the pastel vase were immediately shocked again.
But Xia Shao said to the stall owner: "Qian, I want this vase, what do you think?" As soon as she finished speaking, she remembered something, took the vase from Xu Tianyin, held it in her arms, and turned around He asked the two old men who were the first to take a fancy to it, "Grandpa, I want this vase, okay?"
She tilted her head and held the vase in a cute and cute manner, which made the old man feel embarrassed to ask.
"Oh, why are you asking me! This girl... you can have it if you want it! I thought it was genuine at first, but now I'm sure it's not. I definitely don't want it. Even if it's genuine, I don't want it either. Who said you have better eyesight? How is my old man?"
When the old man said this, everyone around him laughed.
Xia Shao then turned around with the vase in her arms, only to see the stall owner looking at her with complicated eyes, but he nodded heavily and rarely said, "Thank you."
Xia Shao smiled and said nothing more. Since neither she nor Xu Tianyin had much cash with them, they decided to go to the bank to withdraw money with the stall owner. After all the fuss that happened just now, the stall owner's business will be lost in the past two days, and he probably needs to avoid the limelight before coming back. He immediately decided to close the stall, and there was a tricycle parked behind him. It was also a pedal-operated bicycle, which showed that his family was poor.
He put all the items in the stall into the back of the car, then rode a tricycle and slowly walked out of the crowd. Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin finally squeezed out of the crowd, turned a corner, and walked most of the street, finally away from everyone's attention. I didn’t expect to encounter such a vicious ancient sword, and now I don’t have to look for the sword anymore.
Xu Tianyin lightly twitched the corners of his lips, silently took her hand, and helped her take the vase in her arms.
Banks are naturally easy to find on the streets in the city. Xu Tianyin took out the cash and handed it to the stall owner. After the stall owner thanked him, Xia Shao and Xu Tianyin planned to put the bottle in the car and find a teahouse to sit down and rest.
The stall owner obviously had something to say.
Xia Shao raised her eyebrows and looked at him. He half lowered his eyes, his face flushed, and finally said: "Mr. Xia, thank you for today. You are right, even if I have a sick mother at home, I shouldn't do this Wrong thinking. I really don’t know what to say, just thank you and... I’m sorry.”
Xia Shao smiled after hearing this and nodded lightly, "That's good if you think so." After saying that, she wanted to turn around and leave, but she finally felt that this man's filial piety towards his mother was quite touching, so she asked more questions. He asked, "Can I ask what disease your mother has?"
The sadness in the man's eyes flashed, and he lowered his head and said: "The kidneys are not good, chronic renal failure. The doctor said that a kidney transplant is needed. If he can't raise enough money, he can only rely on dialysis to maintain it... "
Xia Shao was stunned and frowned slightly. No wonder, he asked for one hundred thousand as soon as he asked. This disease does cost money, and ordinary families simply cannot afford it. She lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then went to the car next to her to get a pen and paper, wrote down a mobile phone number and handed it to the man, "Take it, this is a charity foundation just established in the province. You go to them, and after review, they Maybe I can help you.”
The man looked at the paper handed over by Xia Shao, knowing that it was to save lives, but he shook his head, "No need."
This made Xia Shao stunned.
But the man continued: "That's it, Mr. Xia. In fact, I have a few antiques left by my father at home. I think if I can sell them, I might be able to pay for my mother's medical treatment. Since you are Fu Ruixiang's Boss, I think it’s better to just... Oh, but don’t worry! Those items are definitely authentic!”
"Then why didn't you sell it to an antique shop before?" Xia Shao raised an eyebrow. I have antiques at home, why not sell them? Instead, he had to do such deceptive things in the antique market.
"Those antiques were collected by my father during his lifetime. My mother did not agree to sell them, saying that they were my father's thoughts for her. If she is gone, these will be left to me to start a family... I naturally disagree. Yes, but my mother has a stubborn temper and she refused. I was afraid that it would affect her mood and affect the treatment, so I thought of other ways to raise money. Until today, I feel... I really can't go on like this, so I might as well sell it! Don't worry, Mr. Xia, You can go look at the items first and accept whichever one you like. It doesn’t matter if the price is lower.”
Xia Shao sighed after hearing this, feeling a little sad. In this case, there is no reason why she should not accept it. This is what she is doing.
"What antiques do you have at home?" she asked.
The man raised his eyes and said to her: "Knives! Ancient knives! Ancient weapons! Eight pieces in total. My father is a lover of ancient weapons, and he has only collected these!"
When Xia Shao heard this, she was stunned.
She suddenly turned her head and glanced at Xu Tianyin, with a look of surprise in her eyes.
What is this called? Can't find a place to go after wearing iron shoes? Aren’t you here just to find the ancient sword
Although the ancient sword in this man's house may not necessarily meet the conditions they are looking for, it is better than nothing and it is worth checking out! Even if there are none, you can still recover a batch of antiques for Fu Ruixiang, right
Xu Tianyin nodded lightly, and Xia Shao smiled and said, "Then let's go to your house and have a look! Lead the way!"