Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

The air conditioner was on in the car, the cold wind was blowing, and cigarette ashes were flying everywhere.

"Old Ma, you have to keep your sights straight, otherwise you'll have to search and wash Zhang Hao's car!"

"Just wash it!"

Ma Xianming didn't care and blew the ash on his shirt: "He Guan, if Director Zhang intervenes, will we have nothing to do?"

"Otherwise? He didn't have time to transfer people from the capital. Besides, it didn't comply with the procedures. He must have the local anti-smuggling department to handle it. When someone came to take a look: Good guy, are they all Han jade? Or were they dug out from Han tombs all over the city? Yes, there are even remnants of jade clothes with golden threads?

If this thing can still be taken away by us, the local anti-smuggling department will not have an easy time in the future. The cultural, museum, tourism, publicity and other departments will all give him a pile of endless shoes..."

After a pause, He Anbang sighed again, "Li Ding'an was really right!"

"what?"

"Zhang Hanguang is indeed a troublemaker!"

Ma Xianming almost laughed...

The two of them muttered and smoked four or five cigarettes. Ma Xianming looked at his watch again: "It's half an hour!"

"It does take a long time."

He Anbang scratched his eyebrows and glanced in the direction of the door again.

It's understandable that the people inside don't come out, because if they say it's not right, they are just talking nonsense, and even the police can't mediate.

But what about the people from the anti-smuggling department that Zhang Hanguang notified?

In more than half an hour, I climbed to...

Just as he was suspicious, Cui Li came out of the villa and trotted over: "Whi Guan, Horse House, Teacher Li asked the teachers to move the bags and boxes in!"

"Why do you need a bag?"

"Put things in!" Cui Li gestured, "Teacher Li bought all the more than 20 items on the list... 100 million!"

What?

The two of them were stunned for a moment.

This turn of events happened so quickly that the two of them were caught off guard.

"The police are still questioning him and investigating his hooliganism. Why is he buying something again?"

"After asking, the police said it was a misunderstanding!"

"Did you shake hands and make peace?"

"No, Miss Wen didn't agree with the police's handling of the matter. She said that Teacher Li molested her, and she burst into tears. Then Mr. Wen called the TV station and filed a complaint against Teacher Li..."

Complaints are also made to Beijing. Otherwise, they are reported to the ministry. What’s the point of complaining to the TV station?

Even eight hundred poles cannot be hit...

"That... less than... is Yu Huiyin, who works at a TV station, and was in Baoding during this time..."

Cui Li's expression was a little strange, "I'm also helping on the set. Mr. Wen knows me. Seeing that Mr. Li came with me, and hearing that he is a graduate student in the Department of Archeology at Peking University, I thought he was interning on the set..."

"It's useless to complain to Miss Yu...isn't it useful?" Ma Xianming was confused.

He Anbang sighed: "Who said it's useless? My boyfriend acted like a gangster, and they even called the police... If word spreads, how can Xiaoyu work at a TV station in the future?"

Ma Xianming suddenly realized: With Li Ding'an's character, unless something happens, will he be worthy of his nickname?

"Then if he still buys it, is this repaying a favor with a grudge?"

There is no reason to make money if it is delivered to your door, so of course Wen Youquan is extremely happy.

But what about Li Ding'an? Doesn't this mean giving money to others?

It is true that he can pick up mistakes and make a lot of money, but according to his character of retribution, even if he does not make any money, or even pays some compensation, he will be angry...

"Haha!" He Anbang sneered, opened the door and got out of the car, "Don't say that you are the director of the National Expo from now on!"

"He Guan, do you want to go in?"

"The commotion is getting bigger and bigger, what the hell are you going to do? I'll arrange for someone to..."

The commotion is getting bigger and bigger... What do you mean?

Ma Xianming opened his innocent eyes and looked confused.

Cui Li sighed: "Ma Suo, one hundred million is not the amount involved in the case, but the transaction amount, and a contract was signed!"

I rely on?

Only then did Ma Xianming react, and he suddenly leaned back: It's been more than half an hour, and no one from the local anti-smuggling bureau has even been seen?

Zhang Hanguang must have stopped him somewhere, and he will come back after the transaction is completed.

And once the facts of the transaction are known, Wen Youquan will have to shed three layers of skin even if he is not dead.

This is under the premise that nothing can be found out: for example, there is no problem with the origins of jade clothes with golden threads and burial jade from the Han Dynasty.

But is it possible?

Nine of the ten antique dealers are shit, and the remaining one is not just fine, but has already lost his family, his wife and his children.

Li Ding'an is cruel enough.

Either don't do it, or do something absolutely...

……

Things were moved down one by one, and the four staff members organized and packed them in an orderly manner.

Li Ding'an glanced at the contract: art, art, art!

The old routine of antique dealers is not only marked in the contract, but also on the invoice.

If a transaction dispute occurs, the judge will ask the buyer: The writing is so clear in black and white, but you can’t see it, so you still have to pay? You are subjective and aware...the transaction is established!

When the public security organs handle cultural relics cases, they follow the same process: What kind of artwork costs tens of millions for a finger-sized piece?

Except for precious cultural relics, there is no second kind. You did it intentionally and for profit. It is also subjective and knowing... Guilty!

Is it familiar?

They are exactly the same as those people who help people pick up express delivery and then argue that they don’t know what’s inside after being caught. But the police and the judge will ask: Do you dare to ask for 20,000 yuan to run an errand and pick up a courier?

Subjectively aware!

Just because reselling cultural relics is not too harmful, it is relatively loose. When the public security organs investigate cultural relics cases, they rarely adhere to strict rules, otherwise more than 90% of the heads of collection companies and auction houses would have to go in.

But no matter how loose it is, this is also a gold-studded jade garment, a national first-class cultural relic, not to mention the transaction amount is hundreds of millions, the anti-smuggling department will definitely find out: where did you buy it, when did you buy it, and when was it stolen?

What, you don’t know?

Okay, let's check slowly, and we'll find out eventually.

It is no exaggeration to say that a year and a half is a long time.

And since Mr. Wen's business is so big, it is inevitable that he has been wandering on the edge of gray for many years. The most fearful thing is to investigate carefully.

If you don't do it right, you won't be able to get out...

Isn’t it a bit cruel?

But think about it on the other hand: According to Zhang Hanguang's style, regardless of whether he has 100 million or not, Mr. Wen's ending will not be much better.

Anyway, if you are not planning to make money, just make a contribution to society...

Li Ding'an's soul wandered far away, silently.

Zhang Hanguang was wandering around.

Needless to say, the dozen or so pieces on the first floor are all first-class cultural relics. He also knew about Lu Duan and the White Porcelain Guanyin, and Li Ding'an made it very clear: the tombs in the Western Qing Mausoleum.

But what about the rest?

The names are obscure and the shapes of the instruments are weird: For example, an object called "Puba (Vajra Prong)" looks like a dart in a martial arts movie and sells for 800,000?

There is also a "Dharma conch", which is just an ordinary conch, slightly larger, costing more than 1.4 million?

If you go to the beach, you can buy two for fourteen yuan...

There is also a door curtain, which is so dirty that the original color cannot be seen. You can just barely see the pattern of a moving dragon.

Twenty-eight million?

Zhang Hanguang couldn't figure it out: How much does a dragon robe cost?

"Why are these things so expensive?"

"They are all tantric magic weapons!"

"Nonsense, how could I not know?"

It was hard to tell about the others, but he could still recognize the ones in the cabinet, such as the bowls and rosary beads made of skulls, and the horns made of children's leg bones.

But let’s talk about it the other way around: Many of the items in Prince Ning’s Mansion in Nanchang are Heavenly Master’s magic weapons. Experts estimate that each item only costs tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. It doesn’t make sense that when it’s the Great Lama’s turn, it’s doubled more than ten times?

He took a look, picked up the conch and shook it: "Is this the same thing?"

"Yes, it is one of the musical instruments, together with the white unicorn and the white porcelain Guanyin!"

What happened to the two together... huh?

Holy shit, Tailing tomb?

Understand, this is one of the "first-class cultural relics" that Li Ding'an called.

He pointed to the door curtain again: "What about this, more than 20 million, how worth it?"

Li Ding'an glared at him: "Let's talk about it when we get back!"

The two of them had been hanging out together for so long, so he didn't understand the look in his eyes: "Please tighten my leather belt..."

Therefore, maybe this thing is the most valuable one.     Because it is the most expensive.

Just like Luduan, he was not much bigger than a dog. Wen Youquan only sold it for more than 8 million, but Li Ding'an asked He Anbang how much he wanted.

Two hundred million!

What about this one?

Zhang Hanguang's eyelids couldn't stop twitching twice, and he glanced at Mr. Wen opposite the sofa: a standard businessman character, quite shrewd and cautious.

You should have doubted: After all the trouble and buying so many things, could it be a scam?

But when 100 million real money was transferred into the account, greed finally overcame his doubts: the contract was signed in such detail, and he was not afraid of a lawsuit. He had to make money first.

Therefore, he never thought that something that the experts from the Forbidden City had seen might have problems?

It's fine now, even if you lose money, you still have to go to jail... Why do you think you provoked him?

Wen Youquan was looking at Li Ding'an and the four staff members who were sorting and packing the boxes.

The more he looked, the stranger he became...

I checked my ID card and found that I am a native of Baoding and am only twenty-two years old.

I also checked my student ID card and checked Xuexin.com: I graduated from Beijing Normal University and studied at Peking University. I'm not an intern at a TV station. I made a mistake...

They also asked about the origin of the money, but they didn't find out. The young man was still very impatient: If you want to sell it, then sell it. If you don't, I'll leave.

I also know that the man who is going around and asking questions is a policeman, but what he did is not illegal, and the contract in black and white is here, does it matter whether he is a policeman or not?

What he found strange was the attitude of these people towards young people:

He calls himself "teacher" in both mouths and mouths, showing admiration in his respect, and modesty in his politeness...it is natural to be respectful and respectful. This is not the attitude that employees have towards their boss anyway.

The question is, is he still a student?

The techniques of these people are also very professional: put on gloves before entering the door... support the neck first, then the bottom when picking up things... put labels before putting them in the box... and so on.

It’s not that troublesome to work on antiques. It looks like the work process of people working in the cultural and museum industry. If I’ve been working for less than five or six years, I’m definitely not that skilled.

The key thing is that the leader seems familiar to him, but he can't remember it...

While I was trying to remember, a familiar person came over and said, "Teacher Li, everything is ready!"

"Team Leader Yao and several teachers have worked hard."

"You're welcome... Do you want to bring your things to the library?"

"No, He... someone will explain it to you later. You guys need to rest in the car for a while!"

"it is good!"

Team Leader Yao nodded, and he and his three colleagues picked up the last four bags.

Li Ding'an also stood up and prepared to leave.

Next, it’s Zhang Hanguang’s turn to play.

He stretched out his hands, but Mr. Wen remained indifferent and stared at Team Leader Yao closely, his brows furrowed.

His surname is Yao, and he is still the team leader. How do these people behave so much like professionals who specialize in the cultural and museum industry?

He asked the young man again: Has it been transported to the museum?

This young man's family runs a museum. What about these people?

Either those who are engaged in display, or those who are engaged in research...

Hmm, doing research?

Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind: "Are you Researcher Yao?"

After a pause, Yao Lun turned around and said, "I have indeed seen him sit at the same table with Mr. Wen, He Guan, and Ma Suo."

But with the two leaders present, Mr. Wen didn't pay much attention and probably forgot...

Team leader Yao didn't say anything, just smiled, and then left the villa with the bag in his arms.

"It's really Team Leader Yao... isn't it?"

Wen Youquan exclaimed and paused suddenly: Are these things all bought by the National Expo?

And it cost a full 100 million...

"Wait a minute..."

Wen Youquan suddenly woke up and said, "Fu Bin, stop them, stop them quickly..."

"Boss, all the money has been paid..."

"What the hell do you know? That's Team Leader Yao of the Porcelain Research Group of the National Museum of Documentation and Research Institute..."

Cursing angrily, Wen Youquan chased out again.

What does the National Museum of China mean to those who engage in collections and antique business?

Authoritative, professional...nothing else.

Mr. Fu was shocked: There is a treasure, and it is a heavy treasure...

He also gave chase.

Wenman and Secretary Liu were stunned for a moment and then chased after him.

"It's written clearly in black and white, how can you say you regret it just because you regret it?"

Zhang Hanguang shook his head and picked up his phone: "Laoqu, come in!"

……

It's almost three o'clock, when the sun is at its strongest. When I step on the road, I feel like I'm standing on a soldering iron.

Their scalps were burning hot, and sweat was dripping down in strands. However, He Anbang and Ma Xianming were completely unaware, and their four eyes were gleaming.

Rhino horns, lion body, dragon back, bear claws, fish scales, ox tail... Luduan!

Condensed like chicken fat, as bright as rouge, deep and stable, evenly moist...a treasure handed down from generation to generation, ruby ​​red glaze from the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, all ruby-red porcelain must be used as sacrificial vessels for worship. Most of the vessels were in the shape of bowls, plates, or lamps, and the largest ones were only statues, only one-third the size of this one.

The shape of the vessel is so large that it is not a tool but a strange beast. There is only one such thing in the world. It was unearthed from the red porcelain rim of the Yuling Mausoleum of Qianlong.

Now, there are two...

"He Guan, what should I do? Teacher Li wants a total of 200 million..."

"What's wrong?"

It’s not that it’s not worth it, but the National Museum doesn’t have that much money.

The funds approved by the ministry every year and used exclusively to repurchase representative cultural relics will be able to buy two legs of this thing.

Therefore, it is unaffordable to buy, even if Li Dingan offers a 50% discount...

"Anyway, he is not short of money, and he will definitely not be in a hurry to sell it. Just like the pearl glazed bowl from the Forbidden City, he will first make a report and borrow it, and then he will do some research and understand it!"

"What about the gloves?"

"Don't even think about it...Have you forgotten those things in Nanchang? Anyone who dares to think of such things will risk his life..."

"That's true?"

The two people were muttering, and there was another commotion next to them. Several people blocked Yao Lun and the library staff at the door, preventing them from coming down.

"Xiao Liu, stop them...Fu Bin, Xiao Yu, follow me!"

Following the roar, someone ran over here.

What are you doing, regretting it?

Ma Xianming took a closer look: "He Guan...it's Wen Youquan...he's here?"

I'm going... Why do I come just as I say?

Just as he was looking around, thinking about where to hide, someone had already rushed to him.

Then, their eyes met.

He Anbang, Ma Xianming?

It’s really a national expo...

Wen Youquan was shocked: "I won't sell it anymore...I won't sell it anymore?"

"Old Wen, don't get excited, speak slowly if you have anything to say!"

He Anbang sighed: "It is no longer a question of whether you are willing to sell..."

He didn't say the rest of the sentence: It was a matter of staying there for a few years...

Just as I was thinking about it, two off-road vehicles and two Ivecos stopped at the door.

Then, like dumplings, the police jumped in one after another.

"All entrances and exits are blocked..."

"All personnel are under local control..."

"All items were seized on the spot..."

Wen Youquan stared blankly, the flesh on his cheeks trembling: What happened? (End of chapter)