Shengshibaojian

Shen Qiu and Xie Jingwen looked up at the same time, and saw a small Japanese man coming to the shop.

This is a scruffy Japanese islander with a big beard and a dirty overalls, wearing a pair of black shiny leather shoes.

The man was about four or fifty years old, holding a dark green sake bottle in one hand, and an oval rice dumpling in the other.

The clear scent of the rice balls, coupled with the strong and spicy taste of sake on the man's body, made him a standard drunk.

"Your family accepts the treasures of old Yanjing?"

This person can also speak Mandarin, but it doesn't sound very standard, mixed with a blunt Japanese accent.

Xie Jingwen frowned when she saw this kind of person, and encountered a drunkard early in the morning, but all old Yanjing people would feel that it was unlucky, and usually deal with it casually, send the drunkard away, and do business with the drunkard, it is a scholar who meets It's hard to tell why the soldiers are right.

"We haven't opened for business yet! My guest, please come back at nine o'clock!"

"Don't tell me those useless things, I'm waiting to use the money! Anyway, your store is also open, let's take all my treasures together! I am also your regular customer, so I don't have to pay so much attention!"

Only then did Shen Qiu notice that the old man was carrying a cross-body satchel. This kind of satchel was made of old-fashioned denim, which was almost a product of the 50s and [-]s. It looks like a medical satchel that doctors carry with them.

The man's satchel was bulging, obviously full of many things.

Xie Jingwen saw that the alcoholic didn't seem like someone who could be dismissed casually, so she gritted her teeth and said, "Hello, sir, what should I call you?"

"My name is Sato! In the past...I used to exchange money at your shop? Huh? Where's your boss? I'm looking for your boss?"

"It's like this, Mr. Sato, the owner of this shop has changed, and I'm currently in charge of the shop. If you need my help, just ask!"

Alcoholic Sato didn't care who the boss was, he swung his big hand and breathed out alcohol: "I don't care who is the boss, as long as you can exchange money for me, you are a good boss! Hehe!"

Sato turned around, pressed the satchel on the solid wood counter, opened the zipper of the backpack with a puff, and saw the messy items inside.

Good guy!

Shen Qiu originally thought that this satchel was full of treasures for sale, but who knew that after unzipping the zipper, he was immediately dumbfounded. It is simply a hodgepodge of everything in it!

There are beer bottles, unopened beer, sake, old cigarette cases, teacups for drinking water, hats, lighters, and a half-eaten can of yellow peaches. To say it is a shoulder bag is an overstatement. , This is simply a walking garbage dump!

Sato was also unambiguous, reaching in from the garbage satchel, shivering for a while, and finally took out a fan from which corner, a pair of round fans.

I saw that this is a pair of round-faced fans. The fans used by women in ancient times, the double-sided embroidery is the theme of a peacock spreading its tail under the plum blossoms. Black and other colors, and adding a variety of secondary color silk threads, the image shape is very aura, the color is bold and thick, the effect is strong, and it is full of visual impact.

This was the first impression of the round fan, and Shen Qiu frowned after looking closely at it.

Both sides of the round fan are covered with all kinds of mud, oil, and sticky that are visible to the naked eye. The originally brightly colored fan looks like it has just been picked up from a garbage dump. Not only is it embarrassing in appearance , and also comes with a very strong spicy alcohol taste, that taste is really sour.

Shen Qiu didn't need to touch it with his hands, but he could tell with his eyes that it was a Qiang gold fan from the Qing Dynasty. What is Qiang gold?Qiang gold is to use a hook knife to carve fine patterns on the vermilion lacquer that has dried to a moderate level, and then use gold glue in the sunken patterns. Will be deformed, as long as it is preserved, it is easy to maintain a high-quality appearance.

Looking at the round fan in front of me again, it is simply beyond words.

Both front and back fans were stained with various kinds of mud. Most of the tails of the two peacocks were covered with jet-black mud. There was an obvious bump mark on the lower right corner of the handle. How could the whole fan look like A woman's fan, to put it bluntly, looks like a beggar's fan.

If you rate the appearance of antique cultural relics, from one to ten points, this round peacock fan will not score a point. If it is not because it is an antique, ordinary people will not take a look when it is thrown on the ground.

"This fan is an antique from Yanjing! This is the last treasure of my family! It is also the most valuable treasure in our family. I have seen it from someone. This is the fan used by your ancient queens and concubines. The price must not be cheap. Right!"

Xie Jingwen took a look and frowned: "Mr. Sato, the condition of your fan is really...too bad. This is the worst work I have ever seen! Mr. Sato? This one What exactly did the work go through with you!"

Sato wiped his beard, but didn't take it seriously: "Things have always been left in the warehouse of my house, and I didn't tidy up the warehouse. They are all old things left by my grandfather. You know, my grandfather used to go to After visiting Yanjing, you brought back some good things!"

It is understandable to say so, Sato himself is a slovenly alcoholic, he will not tidy up the warehouse for many years, if the fan is placed in a dark and humid place, the appearance of the appearance will be easily affected.

At least for now, although the surface of the round fan is a bit dirty, at least it is still intact as a whole, not to the point of missing arms or legs, otherwise a treasure with historical research will be destroyed by this alcoholic.

"Mr. Sato, tell me about the source of your treasure!"

Sato raised the wine bottle and downed the spirits.Immediately, he took a drink break, and in an instant, the entire space of the shop was filled with the strong stench of alcohol in his mouth.

"Um... Didn't I just say that? This is the treasure left by my grandfather. I was an orphan since I was a child. My grandfather raised me. My grandfather is a doctor. He participated in the war before and did it in the army. He is a military doctor, he has treated many soldiers of the empire, and after he came back from the war, he brought back some old things, which he kept hidden in the warehouse before he died, and he took them out to have a look from time to time!"

"My grandpa likes this fan the most. He said more than once that this fan is a priceless treasure, a very valuable treasure! He said it is the most beautiful work of art in the world! Later my grandpa died of a stroke, very suddenly , I didn’t have time to explain anything to me, as for me... I just didn’t have any money to spend, so I sold these treasures in his warehouse to exchange for my wine money and meal money! Hehe! Anyway, those things he left behind All worth it! I haven't worked since... I haven't worked since I was 30, and I'm 50! Enough to feed and drink for 20 years!"

Grass!

Hearing these words, Shen Qiu immediately felt anger rushing to the back of his head, isn't this all snatched back from Yanjing? 20 years of eating and drinking?How many treasures of our country have been robbed!It's not wrong for your grandpa to die of a stroke, you should hurry to see your grandpa too!Don't stay in the world to waste food!

"Mr. Sato..." Xie Jingwen took the round fan in her hand and looked around, and said to the drunkard, "I did a basic identification on it just now. It is not a fan from the Qing Dynasty court, but a fan from the Qing Dynasty. The fan, the fabric of the fan is made of gold silk cotton, and the craftsmanship of Qiang gold has a certain value for collection and research, but the condition of your fan is really bad... and it has seriously affected its final valuation !"

"You only talk about how much money! Say what you say!" Sato interrupted with a wave of his hand.