Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Chapter 144 What's the joke?
Zheng Wanjiu immediately became interested, and pointed to the snuff bottle: "Mr. Shen, can you take a look at it?"

The guest nodded and handed it over: "Yes!"

Li Ding'an also took a look at it by the way: the body of the bottle is crystal clear, the picture is bright and bright, and the twelve golden hairpins are vivid, charming or charming, with various demeanors.

Looking at the inscription and characters, it is indeed the work of Ye Zhongsan, a famous artist in the late Qing Dynasty.

He is a master of inner painting pots. He is good at painting fairies and ghosts in "Liao Zhai" and female characters in "Red Mansion". Just by looking at the painters of this pot, you can tell that it is a masterpiece of his peak period.

In normal transactions, the price is about 60 to 80 yuan, and if it is auctioned in the international art market, the price is less than [-] yuan.

If the relevant laws and regulations are promulgated, the price will turn upside down, and it will easily increase by three or four times in one or two years at most.

Of course, the official document has not been issued yet, and the few present here must not know that the reason why Zheng Wanjiu is interested is only to see Lie Xinxi...

He looked at the bottle first, then the painting, and finally at the characters and inscriptions. He looked at it for a while, maybe a little uncertain, and then looked at Li Ding'an.

Li Dingan nodded slightly.

Zheng Wanjiu understood: things are fine!
"Boss Shen, make an offer!"

Since it is used for "communication", it is natural to sell it, so Mr. Shen is straightforward: "50!"

It's ok, basically the market price.

Zheng Wanjiu nodded. Just as he was about to talk about the deal, Mr. Wen, the customer who bought "Autumn Mountain Pine", stretched out his hand: "Wait a minute... I'll offer 55!"

Is this... to raise the price?

It was exactly the same as when Gao Shengdong took Li Dingan to look at things in his warehouse that day.But having dealt with him many times, Zheng Wanjiu is sure that this President Wen is definitely not a trustee.

Besides, customers who can spend 2000 million on a painting can't afford it.

So, this is not easy to do...

Zheng Wanjiu thought for a while: "Sixty!"

"65!"

"seventy!"

"75!"

Boss Wen followed closely. One person only bid three times, and the price was halved. Zheng Wanjiu thought about it, and kept silent.

I feel that 70 is the top, and it is not worthwhile to add more!
He was about to give up and was about to speak, but Li Ding'an patted him: "If you like it, then accept it!"

Accepted... What if the surname Wen raises the price?
Zheng Wanjiu shook his head: "It's a bit high!"

Li Dingan persuaded again: "It's hard to buy a heart with money, it's not expensive!"

Zheng Wanjiu still shook his head: "Forget it..."

Li Ding'an was speechless for a moment: I mean to let you make a little money, but why can't you understand?

I'm blind to you being so attentive along the way...

Although there are suspicions of taking advantage of loopholes, there is no reason not to pick up money when it falls on your feet.Li Ding'an thought for a while, then sighed again: "Boss Shen, can I make an offer?"

Of course Mr. Shen couldn't wish for it: "Of course!"

"That's good... 100 million!"

Several guests were dumbfounded: Even if this thing is taken abroad, it can't sell so much?

What's going on? It can't be that Boss Li has a lot of money and no place to spend it?

I can't even say it, I really like it...

Mr. Shen didn't care so much, he was immediately overjoyed. To be honest, he expected to sell 50 yuan, but he didn't want to double it?
There was no need to ask, Mr. Wen just shook his head and gave another thumbs up: "Boss Li is so proud!"

"Award!"

After transferring the money, he put away his things, and Zheng Wanjiu finally realized: Li Ding'an meant... let him increase the price with confidence?
It is absolutely impossible to say that Li Ding'an does not know how much this thing is worth: After that day, Zheng Wanjiu made a special inquiry and found out that Li Ding'an, who helped him clear the warehouse, is Li Ding'an, who has disappeared from the dragon and is now a popular collector. Anzhi.

This self-made man, in just one or two months, has a net worth of hundreds of millions, and it is a big leak when he picks it up, and he has never missed it.Therefore, if Li Ding'an dared to ask him to increase the price, he definitely had a reason to increase the price...

Ok?
With a heartbeat, Zheng Wanjiu squinted his eyes: "Old Li... Boss Li, will this thing increase in value?"

Li Dingan didn't speak, just smiled.

This expression has already explained many problems...

Zheng Wanjiu thought about the attitude of the deputy curator of the National Museum and the deputy director of the Forbidden City towards him that night.

His heart skipped a beat, and he moved a little closer: "How much?"

Li Ding'an thought for a while, avoided other people's eyes, and gestured four fingers cryptically.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't hide, because those who don't know won't believe it at all: You think your father is a minister, and you can know everything you want to know?
Those who know the truth will not believe it: this is not ten or twenty years ago, leaking statutory policy information was equivalent to leaking secrets, not only dismissed, but also imprisoned.

As a matter of fact, neither He Anbang, Lu Benzhi, nor Chen Jingshu have ever disclosed the relevant tone to him...

But Zheng Wanjiu was convinced, and even regretted it: four fingers, how much is this?

Four times, or 400 million?
No matter which one it was, it was enough for him to slap himself a few times.

Money can't buy a good heart...

It's not expensive anyway...

Li Ding'an has already reminded him so clearly, why is he so stubborn?
Feeling very annoyed, Li Dingan patted him again, and said with a smile: "There is no need to regret, there are plenty of opportunities!"

Zheng Wanjiu's spirit lifted: These days, he is trying his best to be courteous, isn't it just for this?
He even secretly made up his mind that in the future, whenever Li Dingan nodded, even if it cost him 100 million to buy a piece of shit, he would never hesitate for half a second...

While thinking about it, another guest surnamed Zhao also took out his collection, that is, the huge headdress: a pair of wooden plaques and a jade plaque.

Both things are extremely long, about [-] centimeters in length, and the wooden sign is a little wider, about [-] or [-] centimeters in length. Judging by the color, it is still carved from sandalwood.

The jade plaque is made of Xiuyu jade, which is much narrower, only six or seven centimeters.

There are patterns on the two brands, the same style, and the shape looks like a phoenix.Counting, there are five of them, and tassels are engraved on the edge.There are four small characters at the bottom: Jingya Xianshu.

Li Ding'an thought about it for a while, and then he knew the origin of these two things. He secretly said something good, and then said it was a pity: As usual, the wooden sign would be longer, about sixty centimeters, but now a head is chopped off. A small section is missing, without the tower hat style, it is bare.

The jade plate is well preserved, there is no break or gap...

While watching carefully, Mr. Zhao took out another thing.It looks like a basalt carved from a dragon tail stone (black jade), and it is not small: it is about [-] centimeters in diameter and about [-] centimeters in height, and it weighs more than ten catties if it is less.

Strangely, there is a groove about [-] centimeters long engraved on the back of the turtle.

Looking at the width and depth, it seems to be about the same thickness as the wooden sign... What's the matter, wouldn't it be the same as this wooden sign?

Feeling unknown, Mr. Zhao put down the black jade basalt, put up the wooden sign again, and then... "clicked", and put the two things together.

Looking at it again, Li Ding'an didn't know what to say: what is this, a tomb card, a spiritual card?
Be more careful... Whoever wants to say that this thing has not been placed on the grave or on the altar for many years, he dared to chew and eat all of these: the traces of the aroma have penetrated into the black jade and wood. card inside.

Really, it's the first time I've seen such a waste of things...

"This is... a tablet? But why is it so big? And the word is still horizontal?"

Mr. Wen glanced at it several times, and then asked the experts next to him, "Professor Lin, do you have any impression?"

Professor Lin shook his head, and moved a little closer: "Looking at the decoration, it looks a bit like something used by the imperial concubines and concubines of the Qing Dynasty, but it is by no means a spiritual tablet: the Qing Dynasty had custom-made ones, and the emperor's tablet was only one foot long, which is 32 centimeters. But this piece is more than half the height... and I've never heard that the characters on the god's seat are only the size of a bean, but there is such a big blank space?"

The meaning is very clear: this thing is not a spiritual position.

Mr. Wen pointed to the jade plaque next to him: "What about this one?"

Professor Lin looked at it: "On such a large jade board, it seems that only the jade wat is on the side..."Book of Rites": the wat is 2 feet 6 inches long, and the middle width is 3 inches...so the size is about the same, but the material is wrong!"

Another expert also shook his head: "The decoration is not right either!"

The so-called wat board is the board that ancient officials held in their hands when they went to court. First, it was used as a memorandum book to record some key points of court performances or important matters confessed by the emperor. Second, it was used to cover their faces so as not to offend heaven. Yan.

However, since the Tang Dynasty, there has been a clear classification of Chaohu: ivory is used for the fifth grade and above, and bamboo or wooden boards are used for the fifth grade and below.In short, after the Tang Dynasty, Yuhu was no longer used.

Furthermore, dragon and phoenix decorations have only gradually become popular since the Song Dynasty. If it is said that this is a jade wat before the Tang Dynasty, it obviously does not conform to the etiquette system.

And looking at the auspicious patterns and small characters on it, this thing is obviously the same as the wooden sign, so it's quite strange...

Hearing what the two experts said, Mr. Zhao's heart sank.

In fact, he brought this thing because he wanted to take the opportunity to ask experts to give him palms, but he didn't know anyone?

Put another way: Who will buy something they don't know?

With the intention of rescuing him, he pointed to Moyu Xuanwu again: "Then what about this one?"

Professor Lin took a look: "It was engraved by a machine, probably specially for this brand... But Kaoru's time is quite long, maybe five or six years..."

When he heard "Ji Ke" and "Have been smoked for five or six years", Mr. Zhao's face immediately turned down: new things, and old ones later?
Mr. Wen was delighted at once: "Where did you find it?"

"Tianyuan Town, it cost 18!"

As soon as you hear about Tianyuan Town, other people will know that Tianyuan is known as the largest trading market for old furniture and cultural objects in the country.Among them, there are countless things with strange shapes and varieties, and they can't be named, and their origins are unclear.Therefore, Mr. Zhao bought these few things entirely out of a gamble.

Professor Lin asked again: "What did the seller say at the time?"

"It is said to be a spiritual card, and it is also said to be the imperial concubine of the Qing Dynasty..."

What nonsense, the tablet of the imperial concubine sells for 18?Adding a zero is more than...

"But it's not too expensive!" Mr. Wen nodded with a smile, "Let's keep it for yourself, maybe someday you can meet an expert..."

It means that you can collect it yourself, and it is basically impossible to sell it.

Unless you meet a buyer like him who wants to take a gamble...

"Forget it, I'll keep it to myself!"

Otherwise, what else can we do?
Mr. Zhao sighed, and was about to put away his things. Li Ding'an thought for a while, and gave Zheng Wanjiu a wink.

What do you mean?
This thing is also a good thing?
Why are you still hesitating?
Zheng Wanjiu's eyes lit up with a "babble", and he tapped the wooden sign lightly with his finger: "Mr. Zhao, don't rush to accept it. If the price is right, I will take it!"

Ok?
Although Zheng Wanjiu is from the capital, he often wanders around Jiangsu and Zhejiang. These people all know him and have even traded with him, so they also know his nature: he is famous for not seeing rabbits and not flying eagles.

Don't say that he doesn't know the origin, and he doesn't even know what it is used for. If he is a little uncertain, he will not make a move.

To put it another way: He knows this thing?

Mr. Zhao regained his spirit: "Mr. Zheng, why don't you explain it to me first?"

Are you kidding me?
Don't say I don't know, even if I do, can I tell you before the deal?

Isn't that short-sighted...

Zheng Wanjiu shook his head with a serious expression: "Mr. Zhao, I'm not lying to you, I don't know what it is, I just want to gamble..."

Mr. Zhao tilted his head, expressing his doubts: If it were another person, he might believe it, but if it were Zheng Wanjiu...impossible!

Mr. Wen, Professor Lin, and Mr. Pan looked at each other, and then at Li Ding'an.

Mr. Zhao didn't notice, but the three of them could see clearly: it was the young boss Li who ordered Zheng Wanjiu to speak.

Reminiscent of the inner painting pot from before, these few couldn't help thinking: This is... Lao Zheng's benefactor?
Anyway, it must be worth the money...

Mr. Wen winked, and Mr. Zhao also reacted, without hesitation: "Mr. Zheng wants it? Yes, 50!"

What are you talking about?

In the blink of an eye, I don't even know what it is used for, or its origin, and it is obvious that I want to smash the thing in my hand, and in the blink of an eye, it will cost 50?

This is more than just sitting on the ground and raising the price, it is simply poor and crazy...

Zheng Wanjiu opened his mouth to scold, but was stopped by Li Ding'an: "Mr. Zheng, don't talk nonsense, pay if you want it, and leave if you don't want it."

After finishing speaking, he sighed again: I can only blame Zheng Wanjiu for being too impatient...

After thinking about it for a while, Zheng Wanjiu also understood: I was too courteous, let these people treat Li Ding'an as some kind of second generation, and work together to serve dishes?
OK, just wait for me...

With a sneer, he took out his mobile phone: "Mr. Zhao, 50, right? Come, pay the bill..."

Really buy it, and don't even pay back the price?
Damn, nine times out of ten it's going to be low?
But it is absolutely impossible to go back on the word: so many insiders, and there are also well-known scholars and experts, if they backfire, they will only be able to find things in street stalls and markets in the future.If you want to participate in this relatively closed exchange meeting, there is no door...

"Okay!" Mr. Zhao sighed, and took out his mobile phone, "But I have a request. After the transaction, please tell Mr. Zheng about the origin of this thing!"

To be honest, he was really curious...

Zheng Wanjiu didn't speak, but looked at Li Ding'an.

"It's not impossible..." Li Ding'an smiled, "But you have to sign a sales agreement with Mr. Zheng!"

Mr. Zhao's eyes widened: What do you mean?
It means that Lao Zheng doesn't know anything, but this one does?
Are you not the patron?

The more this happened, the more uneasy Mr. Zhao became, and the more curious the others were... Curious about what this object was, and also curious about Li Ding'an's identity.

But it's all here, what else can I do?
There is a standard contract in the store, Mr. Pan took a copy, the two signed the agreement, and made the payment... It took only 5 minutes before and after, and there were three types of contracts.

Zheng Wanjiu gathered his things, while Mr. Zhao looked at Li Dingan curiously, and the others were also very curious.

"Professor Lin is right. This black jade base is machine-engraved. After it is old, it is scented every day...Fortunately, it didn't burn the other two pieces..."

Li Ding'an pointed to the wooden sign and the jade board: "Both are correct, but they are not too old, less than 200 years old!"

Less than 200 years old, that is something from the late Qing Dynasty.

Mr. Zhao was a little anxious: "What the hell is it?"

"Hair accessories are what women use to tie their hair, so if you say it's a hairpin, you're right!"

What the hell?
Mr. Zhao wondered if there was something wrong with his ears?

That piece of jade tablet is nothing more than that, this wooden board is half a meter long and nearly a meter wide, you say...is this a hairpin?
Mr. Zhao was in a daze, and seemed to be talking to himself: "Don't talk about women's hair, you're just pulling a donkey... Oh no, pull a horse here, how many times can the hair on the tail be wrapped around?"

His expression and tone were too funny, Li Dingan couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud: "Don't say, most of the time, this thing is really wrapped around the hair on the horse's tail... But the origin is a little more complicated... ..."

After a short pause, Li Ding'an straightened his expression: "Not surprisingly, these two things were used by the Empress Daoguang, Xianfeng's adoptive mother, Yisu's mother, and Empress Dowager Xiaojing..."

Are you kidding me?
It's not just Mr. Zhao, there is one person here, all staring at Li Ding'an in disbelief, as if looking at an alien...

(End of this chapter)