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Chapter 143 A Hairpin Bigger Than Your Face

Wednesday morning.

It rained non-stop, dripping, and dense.

An old pickup truck is driving on the road.

Bai Ru was driving, Li Ding'an and Gao Shengdong sat in the back seat.

The main purpose is to send Li Ding'an to the airport, and transport a batch of airlifted instruments back to the school by the way.

With a sound of "呲", the eardrums vibrated, followed the sound, and there was a clear scratch on the glass, and the rubber strip of the wiper flew to nowhere.
With the harsh sound, the scratches continued to deepen, and Bai Ru quickly turned off the wiper.

Fortunately, it's not the driver's side, the driver is not greatly affected.

But it's just not big, not nothing, and it's raining so much...

Li Ding'an's eyes were straightened: "Senior Brother Gao, Senior Sister Bai, should this car be replaced?"

"I mentioned it several times, but the teacher kept saying that there was no money..."

In fact, there is still a little money. For example, yesterday, the first research funding allocated by the Ministry of Education was a full 2000 million.

However, Wu Xiang is notoriously "old-handed". Moreover, once the "Porcelain Archaeology" department goes out to work, they usually go to other places. They don't use cars much in the capital, so they can make do with what they can.

Li Ding'an thought for a while, then sighed: "Forget it, when I come back from Hangzhou, just donate one..."

It’s impossible not to donate, this car sounds everywhere except the horn.It broke down at every turn, and Li Ding'an was thrown twice just on the way to the National Expo.

Not to mention, he can't go to school every day, right?
Wu Xiang drove the Accord...

"Is this a good relationship, or a pickup?"

"Business, it's easier to get around...Senior Brother Gao, go and choose first, the performance should be as good as possible..."

"it is good!"

Gao Shengdong nodded, but Bai Ru's eyes lit up: A commercial vehicle with slightly better performance costs hundreds of thousands. Li Ding'an just donated if he said so?
Afraid of Bairu's distraction, Li Ding'an and Gao Shengdong didn't speak again. After about half an hour, the rotten pickup truck drove into the terminal of the Capital Airport.

Zheng Wanjiu was smoking a cigarette at the door, his eyes were darting around, obviously waiting for them.

When he saw Li Ding'an getting off a rotten pickup truck, he was stunned.

With Li Ding'an's wealth and status, shouldn't he?

Seeing his expression, Li Ding'an smiled: "Mr. Zheng, don't underestimate this broken car. Have you ever seen a pickup truck that can drive unimpeded within the third ring road?"

Hi, that's right.

Just the "special pass" on the car window is definitely not something that can be obtained with money...

Zheng Wanjiu hurriedly greeted again: "Mr. Li, it's raining heavily outside, let's go in first!"

Li Ding'an nodded, then turned around again, "Senior Sister Bai, please wait for Senior Brother Gao at the parking lot, Senior Brother Gao, please come in!"

"Oh!"

Gao Shengdong didn't know why, so he followed into the waiting hall.

Although the weather was bad, there were quite a lot of guests traveling. The three of them went up to the second floor and found a corner in the rest area.

After sitting down, Li Ding'an looked at Zheng Wanjiu: "Mr. Zheng, have you brought your things?"

"Bring it!" Nodding, Zheng Wanjiu opened the bag, took out an envelope, and put it on the coffee table.At the same time, Li Dingan also casually took out the same envelope from his pocket, put the two together, and pushed it in front of Gao Shengdong.

ICBC?

Looking at the words on the cover, Gao Shengdong opened it subconsciously, and when he saw the amount on it, his pupils shrank.

Two checks, Mr. Zheng's 150 million and Li Ding'an's 100 million...

"President Zheng, Junior Brother, this is?"

Li Ding'an smiled: "The 5000 million business, I didn't let you be lazy... But I have been busy, so I didn't take care of it, so it's a few days late, don't mind..."

How could you mind?
Gao Shengdong's heart couldn't stop beating: "But... Mr. Zheng already gave [-] before?"

"That's different, it's at most an information fee... It's the rule for those who run the business (intermediary) to break two (sellers and buyers)... Mr. Zheng, are you right?"

Zheng Wanjiu nodded her head vigorously, but she was thinking in her heart: which dynasty broke the rules?

As long as it's another person, it's no wonder that I care about you, but it's Li Ding'an: Teacher Li, are the three points enough? No, I'll put your two points together...

A full half a million?
Of course, Wudaokou is impossible, and the vicinity of Yanyuan is even more unthinkable, but it is absolutely possible to buy a small apartment within the Fifth Ring Road...

After hesitating for a long time, Gao Shengdong gritted his teeth again: If he made it clear in advance, he would definitely not refuse, but what he said to Li Ding'an at the time was: Brother, don't you just help me, I will help you?Don't be polite to me...

Therefore, this money cannot be asked for!
As soon as his hand touched the check, Li Ding'an held it down: "You know how much I earned this time, so you don't want it this time. Next time there is such an opportunity, I will go, or not?"

This is the truth!

Just for Wang Hui's painting, the Forbidden City gave 600 million yuan, plus seventy-eight eighty-eight calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, and miscellaneous items, and [-] million yuan would never be enough.

That's not counting the two bowls.

After seeing the real object yesterday, Xiang Zhiqing and Chen Shaoping commented in this way: No matter in terms of artistic influence, historical significance, or craftsmanship level, the value of "pearl glaze" is not as high as that of "yao porcelain", which is known as the first porcelain in Song Dynasty. Changing Tianmu".

There are only three and a half Yaobian Tianmu bowls in existence, three of which are in Japan and are regarded as national treasures, and half of them are in China, which are also national treasures.And this half of the remnants, even if it was made up of dozens of pieces of broken porcelain, was worth more than [-] million ten years ago...

And this is only from an artistic point of view. If you think about it from the point of view of "there is no mature high-temperature treatment process for pearls today", this thing has already entered the category of "science and technology", and it can no longer be measured by money. .

Therefore, 100 million is really not even a drop in the bucket...

Seeing his hesitation, Li Ding'an smiled again: "No, it's what you said: Brother, don't you just help me, I help you? Next time you just help me... Besides, I always let my sister-in-law and the children live together." The basement is not good either..."

In an instant, the eyes of the 1.8-meter-old man turned red.

Eyeballing, losing money, of course he deserves it, but he has been wronged by his wife and children for several years...

Li Ding'an smiled: "Don't make Assistant Bai wait too long, be careful on the road..."

Gao Shengdong nodded heavily, put away the check and envelope, and said hello again.

Didn't even say thank you.

You don't need to thank Zheng Wanjiu, he gave the more than 100 million for the sake of Li Ding'an's face, and Li Ding'an will definitely return it doubled in the future.

Li Ding'an has no way to thank... In any case, there is no way to express my gratitude in words...

Looking at Gao Shengdong, whose face was flushed and almost purple, Zheng Wanjiu also had mixed feelings in his heart: the so-called icing on the cake is easy, but giving charcoal in the snow is difficult. When he is down and down, why can't he meet such a noble person?
After watching Gao Shengdong go downstairs, the two went to the lounge dedicated to the business warehouse.

……

It was raining continuously in Beijing, but Hangzhou was clear and clear.

It was hot and stuffy, and I felt like I was covered in mud.

After taking a taxi, Zheng Wanjiu asked casually, "Mr. Li, why don't you take a day off today and go to West Lake first?"

"No, time is tight, let's talk after reading the things!"

He will go back to school next Monday. He has to take exams, prepare courseware, and give lectures.When I have free time, I have to go to the National Museum to see the progress of the research, so I am afraid that it will be extremely difficult if I want to go out of Beijing.

As for the West Lake, when can't you see it?

Li Ding'an is the seller, and he is likely to be the buyer. Naturally, he has the final say, and Zheng Wanjiu followed suit: "That's the way..."

While talking, the taxi got on the elevated highway, and Zheng Wanjiu contacted the buyer again.

This time when he came to Hangzhou, Li Dingan mainly came to trade Zhou Chen's painting, and by the way, to see if there are any good things in Hangzhou...Of course, this is just an excuse for Zheng Wanjiu.

In fact, for the real purpose, Li Ding'an still wanted to see if he could find something along the track of Zheng Wanjiu's scouring of the batch of imperial porcelain from the Qing Dynasty.

First-grade blue and white flowers are definitely not easy to touch, nine times out of ten, there are only those two in the world, but what if?
If you can't come across first-grade blue and white flowers, it's fine if you can come across embossed blue and white flowers that are also Yuanming blue and white... Similarly, they were burned to the ground by the Eight-Power Allied Forces, but if you find one, it's a proper national treasure...

Thinking in my heart, the taxi arrived at the hotel.The appointment with the buyer was in the afternoon, and Li Ding'an took a comfortable sleep first.

At two o'clock, Zheng Wanjiu knocked on the door, and the two took a taxi and went straight to Hushu South Road.

Just beside the West Lake, next to the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, it is also the largest collectibles trading market in Hangzhou.

Zheng Wanjiu's friend opened a shop here, and it was also here that he found the two late Qing famille rose imperial bottles.As for the two pearl-glazed bowls, they are purely for head-to-head...

After a while, the taxi arrived at the gate of the market.On the plaque with green characters on a black background, there are seven big characters written in regular script: Hangzhou Collectibles Market.

Today is Wednesday, and there are no stalls in the market, so there are not many people, scattered and scattered.

The air conditioner was fully turned on, and as soon as I entered the door, a chill hit my face.

There are various shops and various categories of business, from calligraphy and painting to porcelain, to coins, mahogany, various miscellaneous items, and common antiques can basically be seen.

This is only one of the districts, and only this district has the most miscellaneous things. The remaining three districts are all specialized in jade, stamps and magnetic cards, jadeite and Puer tea, which can be regarded as a major feature of the antique world.

Walking forward unhurriedly, after walking more than ten meters, Zheng Wanjiu led Li Dingan into one of the shops.

The storefront with double doors is about [-] square meters, and its main business is porcelain, calligraphy and painting.

A girl in her early twenties greeted her: "What are you looking for?"

"My surname is Zheng, where is Mr. Pan?"

"Oh...Mr. Zheng, Mr. Pan is going to pick up customers. I'll tell you, if you come, just wait for her, she'll be here soon..."

It seems to be going to pick up the buyer.

Zheng Wanjiu nodded: "Okay, you are busy with your work, let's take a look!"

The clerk responded and brought two more cups of tea. After taking a sip, Li Ding'an got up and came to the shelf dedicated to porcelain.

There are quite a lot of things, and several wooden frames are full of them, mainly four kilns in the south: Raozhou kiln (JDZ private kiln), Jizhou kiln, Longquan kiln, and Jianyang kiln.But it is a pity that not all the fine works of the Song Dynasty in the heyday of these southern folk kilns are all from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and most of them are from the Qing Dynasty.

There are also celadon wares, but they are all imitations. There are also other kilns, but most of them are two or three pieces, and the quality is only average.

Looking around again, he really didn't see the imperial kiln porcelain from the Qing Dynasty. Li Ding'an let out a sigh of relief: "Just say, the national treasure is not a Chinese cabbage. You can touch it if you touch it?"

Laughing at himself secretly, there was a sound at the door, Li Dingan turned around and saw five or six people entering the shop.

The leader is a woman in her early forties, with clear crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, but her facial features are exquisite and her charm still exists.Presumably it is Mr. Zheng's good friend, that is, the owner of this store, Mr. Pan.

The rest of them were all men, and three of them were holding something under their arms, either a box or a box, and they were obviously antiques at a glance.

"President Zheng, I'm sorry..."

Boss Pan hurriedly greeted him, and introduced several others to him by the way.

There were three buyers, who were invited by Mr. Pan to see Zhou Chen's paintings, and they each brought a piece from their collection to communicate with each other.The other two are experts invited by the buyer, and one of them is a professor at the China Academy of Art (in Hangzhou).

It is not easy to be able to carry the prefix of the country. Among all the professional colleges and universities of fine arts, it ranks second, the first is the central government, and the third is Tsinghua University...

When introducing Li Ding'an, Zheng Wanjiu only said that he is the current owner of "The Pine in Autumn Mountain", and mentioned that his entire collection was sold to Boss Li.

It surprised the others, thinking that at such a young age, you can buy things worth tens of millions?
After a few greetings, everyone started to look at things again. Today they mainly came for Zhou Chen's paintings. Li Ding'an was not polite, he opened the scroll and announced the reserve price: 2000 million!
The three guests and the two appraisal experts all looked at it very carefully, and it took nearly half an hour before and after.

The guest said there was no problem, and the two appraisers also said that there was no problem. Of course, the things were indeed no problem. Li Ding'an took it back from Zheng Wanjiu, so he took it back, and he didn't even open the scroll.

Therefore, the price is indeed not high, and Mr. Wen, who specially invited the art professor to appraise it, didn't even pay back the price, and paid on the spot.

After the transaction was completed, the atmosphere was still warm, and the three guests took out their collections.

This kind of situation is very common in the collection circle. Most of the collections of players come from this way. Relatively speaking, the fidelity rate is a little higher than that in the market.

Of course, the chances of eye punching are not low, because the fakes that can be brought to such occasions indicate that players have eye eyed many times.

When the three guests took out their items, Li Ding'an's eyes lit up: they were all relatively rare items, and two of them were true.

The first one was a snuff bottle made of green material. At first glance, one thought it was a red star Erguotou wine bottle.

Of course, the material is the same: glass!

If you take a closer look, you can see the painting inside this thing: as the name suggests, it is painting inside the bottle.

It is a figure picture, the Twelve Gold Hairpins in "A Dream of Red Mansions", the workmanship is very good, and the painting is also very good. Looking at the style, it is still the work of Ye Zhongsan, a famous painter in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China.

Next week, the Bureau of Cultural Heritage will promulgate the "List of Famous Artists Restricted from Exit of Late Snub Bottle Works After 1911", and Ye Zhongsan is among them.So don't think that this thing is made of glass, if it is left for a year or two, it can sell for at least three or four million...

Ok?
Li Ding'an paused for a moment: Is it still a leak?
I looked again, yes, it is indeed Ye Zhongsan's work, and it is still a masterpiece...

Nodding secretly, he looked at the next item: a wooden tablet and a jade tablet, with words on them.

Li Ding'an subconsciously squinted his eyes: This thing is even rarer.

Not surprisingly, these two should be a set, for women to tie their hair, so it is correct to say that it is a hairpin.

It's just too big, bigger than a normal human face...

(End of this chapter)