Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 458 Treasure Master!

The bearded ones, the short bearded ones, the beardless ones.A total of six little old men stood in front of Duan Wu.

These six people are very good, the six appraisal masters of Nanjing Duobao Pavilion.

They don't have names, and each of them has a mark of Duobao Pavilion: A, B, C, D, E, and Ji.

People call Duobao Pavilion Jialao, Yilao, Binglao, Dinglao, Wulao and Jilao.

They are all about the same size, and they are all about the same size. They are wearing the classical traditional clothes of Duobaoge, Chinese bunt on the upper body, carrot pants on the lower body, and a pair of black-faced cloth shoes on their feet. They all have full braids and round frame Small sunglasses.

The six old men put their hands in their cuffs at the same time and bowed to the Dragon Boat Festival.

Duan Wu thinks this is a bit interesting, regardless of whether he has real skills or not, but it looks normal.

"Gentlemen, come with me. I have a lot of antiques that need to be appraised by you. Please give an authoritative appraisal result!"

There was an invitation for the Dragon Boat Festival, and the six old men bowed again to salute.

Although they usually have a lot of style, no one can hire them without hundreds of dollars.But today they were invited by soldiers with live ammunition.

Not to mention them, the boss of Duobao Pavilion was scared to death.

So after walking this way, the six of them didn't even mention a dime.What's more, the three big characters of the gendarmerie make them even more silent.

Entering the camp, Xie Jinyuan came out to greet him: "Tuan Zuo, is the treasure appraiser here?"

"Well, let's go and have a look together."

Duan Wu thought that Xie Jinyuan came to watch the fun because he heard that someone who appraised treasures was here.But in fact, Xie Jinyuan was tricked out by Zhu Shengzhong.

But the two of them didn't know that they brought six master appraisers to the temporary warehouse for storing antiques.

This warehouse has an iron gate, and there are two guards guarding the gate, because the money copied from the smoke house and Wang Huo's house is also stored here!
When the guards saw Duan Wu, Xie Jinyuan and others coming over, they saluted quickly, and then opened the door of the warehouse.

When Duan Wu and others entered the warehouse, guards brought three boxes of antiques over.

Duan Wu signaled: "Let's take a look at the masters, and appraise and appraise these antiques."

"Good sir!"

The six old men acted separately, looking for their own treasures.

"Wow, I haven't seen Mi Yuanzhang's landscape paintings for 30 years."

"Wow, this is Zheng Banqiao's bamboo. It's a waste of money. Who did it? How did it smell like smoke?"

"Come and see, this is the Zijin Furnace from the Song Dynasty,"

"This is a Suihua official kiln, a good thing from the Ming Dynasty."

"Wow, look at the original work of Lord Qianlong: One World, One Dream,"

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The six old men were taken aback just like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

Xie Jinyuan pulled Duan Wu aside and said, "Tuan Zuo, do you think what they said is true?"

Duan Wu said: "This is not important, what is important is their quotation and the seal of Duobao Pavilion."

Xie Jinyuan asked: "What does the group seat mean?"

"You'll know in a while."

Duanwu sold a hurdle, and waited for the six old men to be firm, and then said: "Are the gentlemen all firm?"

The six old men bowed together: "Sir, we have finished the appraisal. A small part of these three boxes of treasures are real, and the rest are fakes. Some are imitations of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and some are from the Republic of China."

Duan Wu thought for a while, picked up the authentic Qianlong handwriting and asked, "How much is this calligraphy?"

Elder Jia stepped out, stretched out a finger and said, "Ten thousand oceans."

"One world, one dream? Ten thousand oceans?"

Duan Wu was surprised, but at this time, Na Jia said: "There is no doubt that it is authentic, I dare to stamp it."

Duan Wu thought: "Okay, if you are willing to die, I will be willing to bury it. Anyway, this thing is not for my own use."

But the Dragon Boat Festival wants to bring the ugly words to the front.Said: These genuine products, you must offer honest quotations.

Mr. Jia thought for a while, and wrote on a piece of clean white paper with a swipe of his pen: "Qianlong Yubi: One world, one dream. Duobao Pavilion offers 10 oceans."

Duan Wu nodded in satisfaction, thinking that Mr. Jia was very honest.

Xie Jinyuan laughed angrily at the sidelines, and said to Duan Wu, "Is that how they quote?"

Duan Wu said: "It doesn't matter, as long as they are happy."

When I was young, a bunch of authentic works were appraised, and there were still a bunch of fake antiques left.

Duan Wu said: "Guys, can you estimate the price of these antiques?"

It was still the old man Jia who came forward and said: "Sir, these are all fakes, they are not worth much money."

Duan Wu stretched out five fingers and said, "50 yuan per person."

Mr. Jia thought about it, and apologized: "Sir, we still have to rely on this craft to make ends meet!"

Dragon Boat Festival: "One hundred for each."

Mr. A was in a dilemma: "Sir, it's not that we don't help you, we have professional ethics."

Dragon Boat Festival: "Two hundred per person, plus one bullet."

Duan Wu took out his gun, and the six old men hurriedly said: "Sir, as much as you say, it is as much as you want."

Duan Wu said with satisfaction: "You can just make up hundreds of thousands of oceans."

Old Man A smirked: "Sir, I can't make it up. The most expensive one is only a dozen yuan. Even if it is multiplied by ten, it will be more than 100 yuan, right?"

Duan Wu folded his arms and thought, but shook his head and said, "No, you have to be honest, honest, and honest."

"This!"

The six old men are really in a dilemma, they can play tricks on the real thing, once this fake thing is discovered, it will smash their signboard.

Duan Wu said: "Add another two hundred oceans per person, and find a way for me."

The eyes of the six old men lit up, and they formed a circle, chugging and chugging, and then turned around to pick and choose among the pile of rubbish.A total of six fakes were found.

Mr. Jia took out a palm-sized bronze tripod and said, "This is a bronze tripod handle from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, with sixteen inscriptions on it. The price is [-] Dayang."

Elder Yi unfolded a pair of landscape calligraphy and painting: "This is Zheng Banqiao's painting when he was young. At that time, his painting skills were not mature enough, but his landscape paintings were still rare. The price is 12 yuan."

Old Bing held a pair of tea bowls: "Three years since Chenghua, made by Ru Kiln, the price is [-] yuan each."

Ding Lao took out a seal: "This is the property of the poet Li Taibai. Although the seal is worn out, the words Taibai can still be seen. The price is [-] Dayang!"

Wu Lao,
I am old,
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The six old men bid separately, and the total price reached 40 yuan. They were desperate.

The six people were sweating profusely, fearing that the Dragon Boat Festival would be dissatisfied.

The Dragon Boat Festival was settling accounts, but at this time, Xie Jinyuan was dissatisfied and said: "There are still so many. Why did you take out six pieces?"

Mr. Jia panted and said: "Sir, you don't know something, but these six things seem to be true, we will make up another story for you, most people can't see it. The rest are too fake, the brand is smashed , from now on we have six brothers, we won't be able to deceive anyone anymore."

The six old men told the truth, Xie Jinyuan was helpless, and looked at Duanwu again.

Duan Wu nodded and shouted: "Old Abacus, give me the money."

The old abacus was in pain, and he pouted and said to Duan Wu: "Tuan Zuo, six of them, 400 yuan, why not give them a gun each."

"Fart, I kill people for this little money?"

Duan Wu scolded, and then whispered to the old abacus: "You are stupid, we spent 400 yuan, but we got 40 yuan in return. Do you think it is suitable?"

The old abacus suddenly realized, nodded and said: "It's still the best opinion of the group."

"Nonsense, why am I a group seat? Hahaha!"

Duan Wu was arguing with the old abacus, but at this moment, Zhu Shengzhong ran over in a panic and said: "The group seat is not good, Wang Huhu's old disease has relapsed, the rescue failed, he died!"

(End of this chapter)