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Chapter 62 The 50 Arhat Statue

"Hi, Teacher Huang!"

At 03:30 in the morning, on the streets in the distance, people began to set up stalls one after another.

At this time, Zhang Yang finally met Mr. Huang introduced by Wang Guosheng.

The other party was a thin and tall old man, carrying a cloth bag and a thermos in his pocket, he looked like a retired teacher.

"I can't see you, Xiao Wang!" Teacher Huang smiled and came up to shake hands with Wang Jianye.

Seeing the enthusiasm of the two, Zhang Yang knew that at least they knew each other before.

"Mr. Huang, this is Zhang Yang." Wang Jianye helped introduce.

"Hello, pretty boy!" Teacher Huang greeted with a smile.

"Mr. Huang, good morning."

"Can you hear me talking like that?"

"Ah?" Zhang Yang froze for a moment.

"Mr. Huang asked if you can understand Cantonese." Wang Jianye explained next to him: "Mr. Huang, Zhang Yang is a post-[-]s generation. He has never seen Cantonese movies, so he doesn't understand."

"Sorry, I'm used to it, so let's speak Mandarin today."

Mr. Huang's language is seamlessly switched, and the pronunciation of Mandarin is unexpectedly standard.

Seeing the surprise in Zhang Yang's eyes, the other party smiled and explained.

Teacher Huang is actually a northerner. When Shencheng was rising, he came to Guangdong Province to work hard, and later settled in Yangcheng.

"Wait a minute, I'll take you to the stalls of some old guys, they have some connections."

"If you like something, put it in front of you first, and don't rush to ask, lest you be taken advantage of."

"After all the selections are made, let's ask the price together."

Teacher Huang introduced the rules of Tianguang Market intimately.

The antique market is not like the general Tianguang market, and the prices of things are relatively high.

Many sellers in it came here with the intention of "one meal, one year's management".

For a young guy like Zhang Yang, if his desire to buy is too strong, the boss will definitely charge a high price.

It can be said that Mr. Huang was specially invited by Wang Guosheng to escort the two of them.

"Okay, Mr. Huang, I'll call you when I choose something."

"Curator Wang, let's buy the things first and then share them slowly, okay?"

Looking at the gradually bustling market, Zhang Yang said eagerly.

"Of course, I'm here to help you pay today." Wang Jianye said with a smile.

These words made Teacher Huang on the side slightly surprised.

He couldn't help but looked Zhang Yang up and down, feeling a little puzzled:

Why is it that this young man is the "master" and Wang Jianye is the "secondary" for these two people who seem to be more than ten years apart?

Could it be a second generation with a background?

Wait a minute, my group won't become the biggest bully ever in the entire antique market, right?

For the sake of his old friend Wang Guosheng, Teacher Huang decided to lead Zhang Yang and the other two to find a talkative stall owner.

At least it can be slaughtered less.

……

When Teacher Huang greeted the stall owner, Zhang Yang was already squatting in front of the stall.

The atmosphere in Tianguang Market is quite good, no one maintains discipline, but all the stalls are neatly arranged in two lines, and the pedestrians passing by are also orderly.

The only problem is, the light doesn't work.

At four o'clock in the morning, it was still far from dawn. The street lights could barely illuminate the road, but they couldn't take care of the things on the stalls.

Many years ago, people who visited the market could only rely on the kerosene lamps of the stall owners to see things.

Now it has been replaced with an LED light powered by a power bank, which is a lot more convenient for each person, but you still have to get closer to see it clearly.

In front of Zhang Yang, the oilcloth less than three square meters was covered with large and small porcelain and statues.

This stall owner is more specific in selling.

There are all kinds of porcelain on the stall, such as holding moon vases, lantern statues, bile vases, phoenix tail statues, gourd vases, general jars, holding pots...

Zhang Yang is not what it used to be, and he is already able to match the real objects with the names on the materials.

However, the identification of authenticity still depends on the item information.

"Eh? Zhang Yang, this arhat statue seems to be a bit old?"

"You come and see?"

Wang Jianye didn't know much, and when he happened to see something good that he could understand, it was like discovering a new world, so he hurried up to Zhang Yang and muttered.

Zhang Yang took the things over and looked at them carefully with the light on.

The sculpture is a drunk arhat, the paint has almost fallen off, but in some corners and corners, the gold can still be seen.

"Okay, this is an arhat statue carved from boxwood, and it's lacquered in gold. It's a bit old." Zhang Yang whispered beside Wang Jianye.

"Then let me ask the price?"

"No hurry, let's see first."

Zhang Yang shook his head, signaling him to be calm.

The voices of the two people talking just now have attracted the attention of the stall owner and Mr. Huang.

Zhang Yang saw that Teacher Huang waved his hand behind his back just now.

Indicate not to worry too much.

……

"Modern, modern, or modern..."

"Hey! It was just produced this year, and it probably came from wholesale."

Zhang Yang took a look at the porcelain on the stall, except for a Qing Dynasty Qianlong Period, a folk kiln blue and white bile vase, which is considered an antique, and everything else can be placed in the lobby of the hotel for decoration.

He took out the gallbladder and put it together with the statue of Arhat.

Wang Jianye shook his head, indicating that he had nothing new to discover.

"Mr. Huang, we have chosen."

"It's so fast, don't look any further." The stall owner enthusiastically introduced: "The Jun kilns here are all recently collected by me!"

"Haha, no need, they young people, how can they understand Jun Kiln! Just look at blue and white porcelain."

Teacher Huang pointed to the things on the stall and said.

"Hey, yes." The stall owner shook his head, thinking that what Teacher Huang said made sense.

"Come on, let me see, what did you pick?"

"Oh, boss, it's terrible, this blue vase of yours is authentic Kangxi blue and white porcelain." The stall owner slapped his thigh and said with an exaggerated expression.

Wang Jianye was a little surprised, and glanced at Zhang Yang's direction.

Shipped out so soon?
Teacher Huang was also cheated, and he never thought that he could find the real thing so quickly.

I even thought of coming over to take a look.

But at this time, Zhang Yang spoke:

"Boss, your layout is too small, why can't it be Yuan Qinghua?"

Zhang Yang dared to say that, so he naturally had a bottom line in his heart.

This blue vase is put together with three other modern craft porcelains of similar size and shape.

The four porcelains all have the same traces of paint on the soles.

The description is likely to be collected together.

The original owner of the porcelain may not know that it is genuine, and may feel that one is not enough, so he bought three more fake ones and put them together.

Zhang Yang thought that the stall owner was just defrauding himself.

"Hahaha, Yuan Qinghua, then I won't sell you hundreds of millions!"

The stall owner rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "How about three thousand?"

"This is the jump price of Kangxi porcelain."

"Two thousand and five, what if it's Qianlong?" Mr. Huang assisted.

"Hahaha, I think it will work." The stall owner readily agreed.

"I'll take another look at the statue."

The stall owner picked up the statue that Wang Jianye had chosen, looked at it and said:

"It's broken. This is what my old man is going to offer at home. It must have been taken by mistake when I went out."

"But if you really want it...is this number?"

The stall owner stretched out five fingers.

"Five thousand?" Teacher Huang asked.

"No, 50 million!"

(End of this chapter)