Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 582 Dare to Blackmail Master Suoning, I Really Court Death

"Master Ning, what kind of operation is this?"

The treasure friends looked at the phonograph just now and became puzzled.

They can understand that other things are cultural relics, but phonographs?
Isn't this the result of modern technology?

At first glance, there is nothing special, and the record on it, although it is a song by Teresa Teng, seems to be an ordinary record collected by a normal music lover, and there is nothing special about it.

Ning Fan smiled and did not explain.

The information in his eyes is not as simple as they said.

[Sony retro record player, a special custom-made version for Teresa Teng's Dongyanguo concert in the 90s of last century. It is a gift specially prepared by Sony Corporation. Less than ten sets were produced. This set is Teresa Teng's collection version, with a copper plate inlaid with Teresa Teng's signature on the corner. 】

[The machine is in an antique shape, and there is a record storage compartment inside, which can hold five well-packed signed records. Both the machine and the records are in good condition and are complete products. 】

The electronics industry and entertainment industry in Toyokoku are very developed in modern times, and there are many things like CD players and karaoke.

If it was an ordinary record player, Ning Fan would not be interested, but Teresa Teng's special collection version even has five brand new music records.

The value of this thing is even comparable to the top musical instruments in the world.

The shop owner heard that Ning Fan wanted to buy a record player, although he felt a little strange, but considering that there are many people who have such preferences, he directly quoted the price and completed the transaction.

Before everyone had time to inquire, they saw that this thing was already in Ning Fan's hands.

After waiting for a few minutes, they asked what it was after Ning Fan came out.

"Teresa Teng's record player."

After Ning Fan explained, he opened the organ and took out the five records inside.

The plastic film of the five albums has not been torn off, and there is Teresa Teng's elegant signature on the outside.

Turning the camera, there is also the same signature of Teresa Teng on the copper nameplate on the side of the record player, but it is a pity that it has some wear and tear and can only be seen under the light.

"Amazing!" The treasure friends shouted out.

They really didn't expect this machine to have such a big background.

The owner is actually Teresa Teng.

To put it bluntly, Teresa Teng's dominance back then far surpassed that of any star in Southeast Asia today, ranking among the top three in the world.

Her items will always fetch sky-high prices at the charity auctions organized that year.

It is hard to say that it is still a complete product.

After all, a dress of Marilyn Monroe can sell for 3000 million yuan now.

It's no surprise that this set of turntables and records sold a small amount.

Someone in the live broadcast room immediately wanted to buy this machine.

The asking price is 5000 million, and I want to buy it back to satisfy my thoughts back then.

"I didn't have the chance to go to her concert back then, and I missed it for the rest of my life. I have a lot of her records at home, but I don't have such things. I just want to keep a copy."

Ning Fan politely declined, he still prefers to keep this kind of thing for himself.

"Next time you encounter the same thing, I will pay attention to it."

The purchaser quickly thanked him, added his contact information, and swiped the Rockets for a wave of support.

Ning Fan put away his things here, and went to the earlier antiquities store to check things as the store said.

In fact, there are quite a few good things in the Eastern Kingdom, especially the good things that were searched all over the world back then, and many of them were lost among the people.

Ning Fan just wanted to see where these things ended up.

After walking two streets, Ning Fan's eyes lit up when he saw the antique shop the owner mentioned.

At the door is a half-person-high statue protected by bulletproof glass. Looking at it, information emerges.

[Bronze sculpture of Falcone, man carrying a money bag, created in the 60s, the lower part of the work was damaged, only the upper part of the gesture, the money bag and half of the person still exist. 】

Really.

Ning Fan laughed.

The most important thing for this kind of antique shop is to have things. The owner who dares to put such a bronze statue at the door of the shop is absolutely confident in the quality and authenticity of the things in the shop.

Strolling in, the interior decoration is indeed different from the general oriental-style shops, almost in the style of careful museum exhibitions.

There is a regular four-square pillar safe in the house, in which items are placed.

Lacquerware, jadeware, and weapons are all available, and each item is labeled with the origin and price of the famous item.

"A clear price tag? Interesting!"

Bao friends have seen such stores in China, but these stores generally do not mark all the prices.

After all, in the antique business, one item is worth [-] yuan, which doesn't mean that this item can only be sold for [-] yuan.

As long as people are cruel enough and courageous enough, they can sell it for 300 million yuan.

Anyway, in the antique industry, a thousand dollars can't buy a good heart.

As long as the information is not deceiving, you have to endure the loss yourself.

Ning Fan looked at something, and a message popped up in front of his eyes.

[Edo period maple leaf mother-of-pearl mother-of-pearl maki-painted bowl, the gold powder has a little peeling off, which does not affect the utensil itself, the quality is good, not perfect. 】

[Ivory inlaid with gold and silver chopsticks in the Tang Dynasty was used as an exchange item for the Tang Dynasty envoys to Japan. The gold and silver parts were lost, and the ivory was rotten. This is a ivory hairpin formed after secondary processing. 】

【Warring States Period Red Coral Ornament, Superstar Baby Flour Coral, is a rare natural treasure, complete product. 】

……

Looking around, more than 20 pieces are genuine.

It's a pity that there is nothing Ning Fan wants, all of which are cultural relics written about the Eastern Kingdom itself, which are of some value, but not those good enough for him.

The only exception is the ivory chopsticks.

They were all defective products, but I didn't expect that someone would think of reprocessing them into ivory hairpins, one on the left and one on the right, forming two ivory hairpins, which has some meaning.

Ning Fan shook his head after reading the things. Although the things here are good, there is no eye-catcher.

Just as he was about to leave, there was a shout from inside the house.

"Hey! What do you want to buy?"

Looking back, a ferocious man in a Tang suit with an oriental style appeared.

His hair was gray, a half-foot-long scar stretched from his forehead to the side of his face, and there was a long knife at his waist.

"Why don't you buy it? Do you think I'm easy to bully?"

It's not easy to mess with when you open your mouth.

"Fuck, is this someone from the Tao?"

"Isn't the law and order of the Eastern Kingdom a bit worrying?"

"This has to be in the country, and the control of knives and threats will not allow people to escape."

"You still have the heart to say this? Don't you worry about the safety of Master Ning? This is the Eastern Kingdom!"

"Ah."

The treasure friends were silent for a long time and did not understand what the safety of Dongyang Kingdom and Ning Fan had to do with each other.

"Aren't you worried that this person will kill Master Ning?"

"This arm, this muscle, should be someone who has specially trained it. If it is cut off with a knife, I am afraid that a one-meter-thick straw mat will not be able to hold it."

"I'm talking to you, hello!"

Seeing that Ning Fan didn't respond, the violent man yelled and stretched out his hand to push.

"You, are there only these unsightly things in the store?"

Ning Fan didn't move, he pushed out his palm, and the violent man fell to his knees with his hands covered, howling for a while.

"Hand! My hand is about to break!"

Baoyou, who was calm just now, sighed familiarly.

Someone dared to find Master Ning's bad luck, and he really didn't know how he died.

(End of this chapter)