gifted collector

Chapter 107 Only worth 100 million?
When Zhou Yafang heard Fang Ming's words, she couldn't take it anymore, and said, "What? You don't pay attention to one million antiques now? Do you still want to miss tens of millions of antiques all day long?"

Scratching his own head, Fang Ming said, "Sister Yafang, why are you so angry? It can't be that... is it here?"

Blushing, Zhou Yafang naturally understood which "that" Fang Ming was talking about, "Huh! Of course not, I was annoyed by you. I won't talk about picking up leaks all day long, and now I still hate it for picking up an antique worth more than 100 million yuan." Less, do you think I can't be mad at you?"

"Injustice!"

Fang Ming felt that he was more wronged than Dou E. When he yelled out just now, he definitely didn’t think that 100 million leaks were not leaks, as Zhou Yafang said. Wan is a mosquito-like meat?

"Then tell me, I said it's worth 100 million, why are you so surprised?"

The price of an inkstone is related to several aspects, one of which is its material, and the other is its history, such as whether it has been used by celebrities in history, whether there are celebrity inscriptions, poems or words on it, and so on.

The inkstone that Fang Ming missed was of course excellent in terms of material, but it had two fatal points, so Zhou Yafang only priced it at 100 million. In her opinion, this was already a good price, but Fang Ming She was so surprised, how could she understand?

"Heh, I think its value should be between 400 and 500 million."

Of course, Fang Ming came to this price not because he knew the inkstone market very well, but only based on the ability of his right hand Pixiu.

Shaking her head, Zhou Yafang said: "It's definitely not worth so much money. If this inkstone is intact, the price will be higher, about 200-300 million, and it is absolutely impossible to reach the 400-500 million you mentioned. "

"Ah? It's intact? What's wrong with this inkstone?"

Fang Ming was stunned for a moment. He already knew that there was a crack on the inkstone, but the crack had disappeared after Pai Xiu repaired it. How could there still be a broken part?Especially if there are really cracks or damaged places, Pixiu should also repair it together.

"Look here."

Zhou Yafang turned the inkstone over while talking, pointed to the back, and said, "Did you see that, there is a place here whose color doesn't look special on the surface, even because it is gray and white, it is easy to think it is a snow wave pattern. , but in fact it has been repaired, that is to say, it has been repaired with special mud. Therefore, this inkstone is not complete, and there are no inscriptions by famous people on it, so the price of 100 million is already very high. Not bad, this is because the material of the inkstone itself is quite good, otherwise this inkstone would not be of much value for collection."

Under Zhou Yafang's guidance, Fang Ming finally saw that the inkstone was probably repaired, but the repairer's technique was extremely clever, and he didn't know what to use to repair it. It looked like the original snow. Wave pattern, not for people with extremely good eyesight and experience, they would not be able to see it at all.This is also the reason why neither he nor Wu Hao could see it before.

"Impossible? Is it really a repair place?"

Fang Ming thought it was incredible. In his opinion, if there was any damage, it must have been repaired with Pixiu's repair ability. The two big cracks have disappeared, so how could they still exist? Where to fix it?

He scratched his hair, but facts are facts, he knew that what Zhou Yafang said was not wrong, those places were indeed the traces left after repairs!

"Grandma's! I want to see what's under the repair!"

Fang Ming cursed inwardly, beckoning the waiter to bring him a western knife.

"Fang Ming, what do you want to do?"

Seeing Fang Ming pick up the western knife, Zhou Yafang was startled, stood up quickly, and stretched out her hand to stop it.

Fang Ming flinched, avoiding Zhou Yafang's hand, and said, "Isn't this place repaired? I just want to see what's going on down there."

"You want to plan it out? Are you crazy? This repair is extremely delicate. Unless you are a master of inkstone appraisal, you won't be able to see it at all. If you plan it out now, there is no way to restore it. If so, then the value of this inkstone will be greatly reduced!"

The restoration of antiques is an extremely high-level craft. The environment in which she grew up made Zhou Yafang deeply understand this truth. The inkstone in front of her is like this. The restoration can make use of the original snow wave pattern of the stone. And it's so amazing that ordinary people can't see anything unusual at all.

Now Fang Ming wants to dig it up?
Zhou Yafang absolutely wanted to stop it.

"Oh, Sister Avon, I understand what you mean, but I still insist on digging it out to see what kind of cracks are inside!"

The real reason why Fang Ming did this was that he didn't understand why he had already repaired the cracks in the two "deep visible bones" with his Paixiu ability, but they couldn't see it at all, but this place didn't succeed.It was just for this reason that it was impossible for him to tell Zhou Yafang.

Similarly, he also understood that unless he found a good reason, Zhou Yafang would never let him do it. Of course, he couldn't tell the real reason.

Turning his eyes, Fang Ming thought of a reason: "I think so, since this antique has flaws, it is naturally impossible to sell it, and this will have a relatively large impact on the reputation of our store."

Zhou Yafang nodded lightly. She agreed with Fang Ming's point of view. In fact, this is a principle she has always adhered to since she opened the store.

"Sister Avon, you also said just now that the restoration of this antique is very high-tech, so why don't we study it? Naturally, we have to dig it out."

As a person who has dealt with antiques since childhood, Zhou Yafang's heart was moved by Fang Ming's proposal. The restoration technique of the inkstone in front of her is at least among the top three among the ones she has seen.

However, what Fang Ming had seen before had never been dug up and studied as Fang Ming said—it turned out that no one was willing to do so.

"But in this way, this Fang Yan will be useless."

Although already moved, Zhou Yafang was obviously still hesitant.

"Ha! Sister, isn't it just 100 million? We can afford this kind of money now. Besides, we can avoid piercing in the future after researching it clearly--this time I pierced the piercing because I haven't seen it before, right? Once I spent 15, if I spend 150 million or even 1500 million because of this in the future, wouldn’t it be crying to death?”

"Okay, you convinced me, but you can't use western food knives, can you? Go to my house, I have special tools there."

Fang Ming, Zhou Yafang's home, was here for the second time. During the first time, he unintentionally "peeped" the spring between Zhou Yafang's legs, but this time, apart from the two of them, There is also the "third party" Jiang Wen.

"It seems that Miss Avon is watching out for me."

Afangzhai is under renovation, and Jiang Wen was supposed to stay there, and now that Zhou Yafang called her here, she must be feeling uneasy about herself.

Fang Ming's guess is not bad at all, Zhou Yafang is really a little "scared" of Fang Ming now, when she was buying furniture before, she almost shot a gun, but now she is at her own home!

The most important thing is that she found that she didn't seem to care about having an intimate relationship with Fang Ming!Therefore, in order to avoid "accidents", she had no choice but to call Jiang Wen, and there would be no accidents if there were outsiders there.

Jiang Wen didn't know what happened at all, she just thought it was normal for Zhou Yafang to call her here, and when she knew that there was an antique to be "disposed of", she became even more excited-she had just entered the industry, and it was precisely for When everything is full of curiosity.

The tools Zhou Yafang put out were much more professional. It could be seen that they were a set of tools specially used to deal with antiques, with a total of no less than twenty pieces, large and small.

"Tsk tsk! Sister Avon, your tools are a little too professional."

Fang Ming had never seen such a thing before.

"I found someone to design and build this specially. It's not available on the market yet. If you want, I'll ask someone to prepare one for you."

Looking at the scalpel-like tool in front of her, Zhou Yafang was also quite proud.

"Of course, don't want it for nothing."

How could Fang Ming refuse?
"Sister Avon, I...I want a set too."

Jiang Wen blushed and her voice was like a mosquito, as if her request was unreasonable.

Fang Ming and Zhou Yafang were taken aback, looked at each other, and Zhou Yafang said, "You want it too?"

"Yes... yes, I... I want to study it too."

"Okay, no problem, it's just a small thing."

Zhou Yafang immediately nodded in agreement. In her opinion, since Jiang Wen is working in an antique shop, even if she can't know everything about antiques, she should at least know something about them.

Since Jiang Wen is interested in this area, how could she not be satisfied?

"Ok, thanks."

Jiang Wen's face was still very red, so she thought that Zhou Yafang and Fang Ming would disagree.

"Jiang Wen, since you are interested in this area, you need to learn more in the future. The most important thing is two points. One is to learn more. This may not be easy for others, but it is not a problem for you. , because there are a lot of antiques in our antique shop, as long as you are interested, you can study them casually; the second is to read more books and ask more experienced people for advice, such as me and Fang Ming, etc. You will know a lot of colleagues and seniors in the collection industry, and you should also ask them for advice..."

Fang Ming didn't say a word. He had just entered the industry. Although he missed a lot, he mainly relied on supernatural powers, so he was absolutely not qualified to be someone else's "teacher".

(End of this chapter)