slack farmer in the wasteland

Chapter 5

With money in his pocket and no pressure from his previous life, Cang Hai decided to indulge a bit, and drove directly to a hotel that he had never thought of before.After spending more than 2000 yuan a night, he gritted his teeth and booked a room to live in.

It's a pity that Cang Hai didn't care to appreciate the luxury of the hotel at all, once he entered the room, he hung up the Do Not Disturb sign at the door and entered the mysterious space.

After looking at the Dayang Jijia again, and then recalling what the shadow left in his mind, Cang Hai took a photo with his mobile phone, and then turned back to the hotel room.

I took out the notebook, and went straight to the auction house to start consulting.

After Zhou Ze made money, he slowly started to play with antiques and become a cultural person, so Cang Hai is a little familiar with some things about auction houses.

Wanting to auction, Cang Hai first ruled out domestic auction houses. The first is the high cost, and the second is that the procedures are also cumbersome. Okay, the first choice is Hong Kong, and the second choice is Europe. As for the Americans who have plucked their hair, they are not in Cang Hai's consideration at all.

I directly chose the big auction house, for example, those Cang Hai on the Internet did not look at it at all, and the European side did not reply when they sent a message, but the Hong Kong City side was the first to reply.

"Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

Soon the news came, and Cang Hai, who was about to take a bath, was pulled to the computer again.

"I have a gem that I want you to estimate!"

After chatting for about 5 minutes, Cang Hai took pictures of himself with his mobile phone and passed them on.

Seeing the things Cang Hai photographed, the receptionist over there immediately became a little uneasy. Although he had never seen this thing before, his intuition from years of experience told him that the things in the hands of this reckless man on the Internet were probably Nine is a national treasure.

"Now I can't give you an estimate, because we haven't seen the real thing. If you feel free, you can come to our auction house, and we will arrange an appraisal for you on the spot, as well as an estimated price! If your item is real If so, then the auctioned price will definitely satisfy you..."

Cang Hai didn't know that the person chatting with him was no longer one, but seven or eight heads gathered together, staring at the golden neck armor.

What Cang Hai said next made him vomit blood.

"I'm not selling the whole thing, I'm just looking to buy the biggest gem on it!"

"..."

After being stunned for a long time, he said: "If my suggestion really passes the appraisal, it is best to put it up for auction together. The value of this thing when it is opened is not as expensive as the whole thing!"

Cang Hai did not accept his suggestion, and insisted on only selling the gemstones above, breaking them apart for sale!

Cang Hai has his own plan. If the whole set of sacrificial armor is sold, such a national treasure is said to be a priceless treasure, but there must be a price in the auction. How many billion can it be sold together?Many people can afford to take it apart one by one, and the total price will come up when there is no certainty.

Besides, it doesn't make sense for Cang Hai to take more than a billion at once, and money is depreciating every day. Whether it's a soft girl, a beautiful knife, or something else, it's just a piece of paper to put it bluntly. What kind of preservation is there, and this set of sacrificial armor will preserve its value at all times, at least far better than paper preservation, so Cang Hai decided to sell a little if he is short of money, and sell a little if he is short of money. Sell gems first and then sell armor. A steady flow of water.

For Canghai's insistence on only selling gemstones, there was a lot of scolding over there. Several appraisers have already used the Hong Kong accent and some shovels, and they have come out on the street. In their eyes, the whole piece has more artistic value and more precious stones. For historical significance, if you pick out the gems on it, you will be struck by lightning, and the destruction of cultural relics makes their teeth itch with hatred.

The only pity is that the item is not theirs, but Cang Hai's. How to sell it depends on whether Cang Hai is happy or not. Even if the gold pieces are smashed and put up for auction, that is something that only Cang Hai can decide. These appraisers have nothing to do with a dime.

Knowing that it is a century-old auction house, the credit is very good, so Cang Hai made an appointment directly, and planned to go to Hong Kong City first, and exchange the biggest gemstone on the neck armor for a ticket. Returning to my hometown is naturally postponed for a few days.

A hotel for [-] nights is also a fairy. For Cang Hai, it is not much different from a general commodity hotel, so after one night, Cang Hai moved to the parking lot and spent hundreds of dollars to do it. One month card, Cang Hai regards the car as his home, since there is space anyway, he stopped the car and got into the space, lying on the grass, holding the seed of life with one hand, and the golden sacrificial armor with the other, Cang Hai felt that he could still get Peace of mind.

After applying for a Hong Kong and Macau permit, Cang Hai headed straight to Hong Kong with the big gems he picked up. As for the European auction houses, they ignored him at all, and he was naturally abandoned by Cang Hai.

After getting off the plane, Cang Hai took a taxi and headed straight to Pai Xing. There were already people waiting for Cang Hai to arrive. After a total of two hours of tossing around, this group of people confirmed that Cang The pigeon blood ruby ​​in Hai's hand is a first-class good guy in terms of material and size!

hiss!
Hearing the estimated price given by the group of semi-old men, Cang Hai still couldn't help but take a deep breath, he didn't expect ruby ​​to be sold at such a price.

Seeing the change in Cang Hai's face, the man who received Cang Hai who spoke half-baked Mandarin immediately said: "This is only our estimated price, and the real transaction price should be more. It's hard to say."

Since such a large gemstone is real, the only hope for the people at the scene is to keep the gemstone in the company. There will never be a shortage of buyers for such a good thing. For jewelry, except for high-end customers in Hong Kong, now More and more domestic high-end customers are also flocking to it. Let's put it this way, as long as the things are good and of sufficient grade, money is not a problem.

Cang Hai didn't think too much about it, and set the tone with a wave of his hand, and this gem was taken by this old auctioneer.

Afterwards, it was naturally another busy work, and the contract and other messy things continued to toss until night fell, and then the main part was settled. In fact, there were not many things, but Cang Hai looked carefully, so to speak Well, Cang Hai never took it so seriously when he was studying reading comprehension in college.

After learning from the agreement, the auctioneer kindly helped Cang Hai to book a hotel, the kind where you can directly enjoy the Victoria Harbour. It is luxurious and luxurious, and it is a suite. There are not only a living room but also an entertainment room. The one on the pool table stunned Cang Hai, a country bumpkin, for about half an hour just looking at the foreign wine in the cabinet, and was stunned by the price tag on it.

"Grandma, the money in my pocket is only worth a bottle of wine!"

Cang Hai took a sniff through the wine bottle, although he couldn't smell anything, it still made Cang Hai feel a little angry in his heart, he cursed a few words about Zhumen's wine and meat, Lu You was frozen to death, and then he put the wine bottle back in place.

Just as I was about to turn east and west to look around, I suddenly heard someone ringing the doorbell at the door. While Cang Hai was looking around, a foreign devil in a tuxedo came in and said in a fairly decent Mandarin: " Mr. Cang, someone is visiting you!"

"Visit me?"

Cang Hai listened with a depressed face, because although he ran all over the place, he seemed to have been to many countries in Europe and America, but it was really the first time he came to Hong Kong City, not to mention friends, the people he knew were today. Met some guys.

"Yes, it's Mr. Qu Guowei!"

Speaking of which, the foreign devil presented a card in his hand to Cang Hai with both hands.

Cang Hai took a look and found that there was only one name on it, in big official script: Qu Guowei.

Cang Hai has heard of the old man's name, so let's put it this way, as long as you are an antique dealer, there is no one who doesn't know this old man.

"Please come in and let him in!"

Cang Hai decided to see it himself, and wanted to hear what the mythical character Zhou Ze was talking about was like.

Hearing what Cang Hai said, the foreign devil turned and left, and walked in with a hale and hearty elder with his hair combed back.

"Mr. Cang, hello!"

The old man's Chinese is quite good. Although he has a little Hong Kong accent, his pronunciation is still authentic.

The old man is not tall, about 1.6 meters five, and his benevolent eyebrows make people feel close at first sight.

Cang Hai couldn't sit still, stood up and took two steps towards him while stretching out his hands: "Hello, the old man's name is so loud."

"Mr. Cang is being polite, but it's just a compliment from friends, a little false name!" The old man was very polite, shook Cang Hai and humbled himself.

Signaling the housekeeper Yang to leave, Cang Hai asked Mr. Qu Guowei to sit down. The old and the young talked about it for about ten minutes. Cang Hai finally understood that the reason why the old man came to see him was not for other reasons. Just because of the photo he took, he naturally didn't fancy gems, but wanted to see the complete neck armor in Cang Hai's hand.

Of course, when you think about it, you can understand it. He has such a high social status, so he came to see such a nameless and hopeless kid like Cang Hai, not for looking at things, but for seeing how handsome Cang Hai is?
"Mr. Qu, I only have photos here now. As for the real objects, I can't bring them with me," Cang Hai said in a pretentious way.

Although he carried things with him, Cang Hai also knew the old saying that money should not be exposed, and he also knew that even famous people would inevitably have some dissatisfaction, black-hearted people, how could they be willing to take out the real things for the old man to play with like this.

“Photos look bad!”

Qu Guowei was a little disappointed, but he could also understand the psychology of a person like Cang Hai, and he would not easily show such a treasure to others.

Seeing the disappointed look on the old man's face, Cang Hai turned on the phone: "I have a different angle here!"

After speaking, he handed the mobile phone to Qu Guowei.

The old man saw that his eyes were shining, he took the phone and began to look at it intently.

Originally, Cang Hai thought that the old man could just watch it for a few minutes, but he didn't expect the old man to hold a mobile phone and zoom in and out for almost an hour.

"National Treasure, National Treasure"

Waiting for Cang Hai to almost yawn, the old man reluctantly let go of the phone.

(End of this chapter)