golden eye

Chapter 10
Chapter 010

"Brother, what is the origin of that gourd bottle?!"

After sending Mo Liming and Chen Hanwen away enthusiastically, the fifth member of the married family couldn't help rushing up to ask Lao Dao, only to see that his face was serious, as if he was very serious about the matter, maybe he saw something, or he noticed What's up.

"What 'what's the origin'?!" Lao Cheng turned his head and stared at Lao Wu as if he was out of breath, and said in a stern tone, "Old Wu, your head is rusted, right?! Just such a broken paint bottle will What's the origin? When our dad was alive, he didn't just use it as a small pot for cooking oil. If it was really a good thing, would it go away with his eyesight?"

"Maybe it's a treasure left by grandpa. He stayed abroad and brought it back from the West. That thing looks ugly and inconspicuous at all, but it, maybe the layer of paint on its surface was painted on. Once it is washed off, the true face of Lushan Mountain that hides the universe will be revealed!" Facing the cold reprimand from the elder brother, Cheng Laowu didn't feel conscious at all, instead he once again questioned it seriously.

"Old fifth, you are indeed the only college student among our brothers and sisters. You have a rich imagination, but I wonder why you didn't say it sooner and later, and guessed it when the bottle was about to go away." Is it meaningful to go up there?" Another of the Chen family brothers who had been standing beside expressed his opinion, saying, "In my opinion, what the elder brother said is correct, that thing is not at all How much is it worth? It’s still an eyesore at home! I observed carefully just now and found that Mr. Chen didn’t give that bottle a second look from the beginning to the end. This is a strong proof that the paint gourd bottle is worthless , and that young man's eyesight is so poor that he's back home or something wrong with his brain, that's why he's willing to buy that garbage bottle that smells like urine. In general, brother, hehe, congratulations, You picked up 200 yuan in the trash for nothing, enough for us brothers to have a drink!"

"Yeah, don't complicate simple things. I also think that young man is a novice, and he doesn't know how to see things." At this time, the third of their brothers also spoke up, "Don't worry about that for now. For trivial matters, we should find a way to dispose of this batch of goods in hand, Mr. Chen's words sounded the alarm for us!"

As soon as the words came out, Lao Cheng and the others all nodded in agreement, only Cheng Lao Wu, who was helpless, blushed, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart, feeling as if he had lost something today, empty-handed.

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"Mr. Chen, how much money do you think you can sell for the property?"

About half an hour later, Mo Liming casually drove in the Reiz car on the road back to downtown T, and Mo Liming casually asked Chen Hanwen about the "body urn" in Lao Cheng's hand.

He is naturally interested in these things now. When he watched Chen Hanwen's hands-on treasure appraisal just now, he couldn't restrain his excitement. It's a pity that after Chen Hanwen deciphered the "body urn", he seemed to have nothing to say. No one asked about its selling price below the current market or anything like that.

"I bought it for [-] yuan. If I sell it through regular channels, I think it will be [-] yuan at most. Unless I happen to meet someone who collects Buddha toys or hits a stick that is as greedy, impatient and ignorant as them. I can sell it at a satisfactory price, otherwise, I have no choice but to admit it." Chen Hanwen replied incisively.

Mo Liming squinted his eyes and smiled, suddenly said: "So that's the case, there are so many deceitful people in this business!"

He sighed involuntarily, and Chen Hanwen said: "Isn't it? For antiques, 'deception is like a tiger', so antiques rely on eyesight, picking up leaks, drilling eyes, eyesight is a knife, in this arena You have to rely on it to kill people and defend yourself! If your eyesight is not good, you should pay more attention to it, watch more and buy less, and learn from other people’s experience.”

"Mr. Chen, you are so right!" Mo Liming exclaimed with a smile on his face, "It's like me, a newcomer who is just getting into this business, you have to be careful, and don't follow other people's ways!"

"Xiao Mo, I don't know how you learned before, but no matter what, I want to give you some advice. If you want to change your collection in the future, when you trade with sellers, you should listen less to the seller's explanation of the origin of the item. Most of what you say is making up a story, the more vivid and extravagant it is, the more you don't believe it, you just use your knowledge and eyesight to think things over and over again." Chen Hanwen said in a deep voice, and suddenly turned his head and glanced at Mo Liming , I saw the sincere light in those eyes, one can imagine that his words came from the heart.

"Well, thank you Mr. Chen for your reminder, I will be careful." Mo Liming nodded without hesitation and said, he was deeply grateful to Chen Hanwen in his heart.

What Chen Hanwen said just now was the truth. Although Mo Liming had worked with him in Jiuding Company for so long in the past, the two of them rarely had time to communicate and spend time together, and Mo Liming had no chance to get close to him. If you go further, you will worship him as a teacher, and you can only stand behind the other party from a distance, silently pay attention to him, and show respect to him.

"Xiao Mo, I want to ask you a question." Chen Hanwen calmed down and said suddenly.

"What's the matter, may I ask?" Mo Liming said hastily.

Chen Hanwen smiled and said, "I don't know why you accepted that paint bottle. Of course, it's nothing for one or two hundred yuan, right?"

The other party finally asked about this matter, and Mo Liming couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat at that moment, his expression changed slightly, and he said with a smile: "Mr. I took it away, and I didn’t think much about the rest, do you think the price I paid for that bottle was too high?”

"It can't be said to be high." Chen Hanwen said with a smile, "After all, there is only so little money, and it can't be much higher. Xiao Li, I can see that you are a very practical and straightforward person. Your words Yes, in this industry, many collectors are not obsessed with the authenticity of things when they look at things, but focus on a kind of atmosphere they recognize in things. Just like what you just said, there is a feeling called " Eye edge', really toys are alive and have eyes, because the eyes are the windows of the human soul, and for toys, the eyes are its essence, you want to collect it, you think it is good Just fine."

Although the other party's words sounded a little profound to Mo Liming, it was difficult for him to understand for a moment, but he always communicated with Chen Hanwen with an attitude of admiration and approval.

"They probably never thought of that?!"

At this moment, Mo Liming sighed secretly, and at the same time, his eyes focused on the red lacquered gourd bottle that was placed beside him.

That's right, that item was exactly what he bought from Lao Cheng's house just now. His unusual behavior only aroused the astonishment of Chen Hanwen and others. One point, Lao Cheng and his brothers still regarded Mo Liming as a "plaything rookie" with a problematic mind. Although Chen Hanwen didn't think so, he was quite puzzled.

It’s just a broken bottle that was casually discarded on the ground and bumped by kittens and puppies. Someone from the auction company paid a “sky-high price” of 200 yuan to even it out. Thinking about it, it’s really slippery. It's ridiculous, at that time, their contempt and teasing of Mo Liming in their hearts was much more serious than what they said in their mouths.

Of course, Mo Liming doesn't care about these things at this moment, what he cares about is the condition of the gourd bottle itself.

"The next layer of paint is an extremely exquisite porcelain surface. It doesn't make sense that it costs more than 200 yuan!" Mo Liming thought affirming his original intention.

At that moment, he subconsciously stretched out his hands to pick up the paint bottle wrapped in a thick layer of paper, and then unfolded it to examine it.

Faintly, the light of the "seven-eyed Buddha spirit" gathered on Mo Liming's left eye penetrated the thin layer of red paint, and Mo Liming's eyes suddenly brightened a few millimeters below.

Immediately, I saw that the porcelain vase was delicate and white, and the glaze was moist and bright. Its surface was sketched with patterns such as modified banana leaves, lotus petals, cirrus clouds and twining peonies. Taste.

(End of this chapter)