The best perspective expert

Chapter 60
Han Zhenyang was holding a bloodstone the size of a charger, a little at a loss.

How did things develop to this point?Didn't I come here to find a pot?How did you suddenly get such a valuable gift?Do you want to accept it?And does Mr. Xue know the value of this bloodstone?
If the old man doesn't know, what should I do?Ambiguous?Or return it to the old man?
In the face of a valuable chicken blood stone, it would be a lie to say that you are not impressed.But Han Zhenyang only hesitated for half a second, then smiled wryly: "Mr. Xue, I can't take your stone."

"Do you think it's not good?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this bloodstone is a very rare Dahongpao, and its appearance is also high-quality. It is a very rare and good material with a market value of more than one million." Han Zhenyang said seriously: "Such a valuable item, you Just give it to me?"

"Is it that valuable?" Mr. Xue asked casually.

Han Zhenyang smiled wryly, "This is the lowest price. If it is placed in the auction, the transaction price will not be a problem."

"Oh, it's increased so much, I thought it was only worth five or six million yuan," Mr. Xue said flatly.

"Do you know its value?" Han Zhenyang asked in surprise, and then wondered, "Since you know its value, why did you give it to me?"

"It's pleasing to your eyes," Mr. Xue replied solemnly.

Is this a reason?
Han Zhenyang didn't know how to answer this question. After thinking for a while, he put the bloodstone on the table, "You are always willing to give it away, but I dare not accept it. The so-called no reward for no merit, we met by chance and not because of relatives, really. It is not suitable to accept such a precious gift from you."

Hearing this, Mr. Xue took a deep look at Han Zhenyang, and then put the stone back in his palm, "It's just an ordinary stone in my place, and it might be lost someday. It's cheaper than other things." People, why not give it to you, and I believe you will not disappoint this stone, right?"

Han Zhenyang's expression became serious, he was silent for a moment, looked into the old man's eyes and nodded heavily, "I will find the best engraver, and I will definitely not let this stone be dusted."

"I believe," Mr. Xue hummed, and took out a few bundles of scrolls from the drawer, "These are also given to you."

"This is...?" Han Zhenyang actually saw through it long ago. There is no aura in these bundles of scrolls. They are the works of Mr. Xue himself, but in terms of level, they are not bad at all, but they have not been recognized by the market. Not the price.If Mr. Xue had entered the calligraphy and painting market a few years earlier, the value of these works would be incalculable. After all, Mr. Xue's level is here.

The domestic calligraphy and painting market has a lot of water, and the traces of hype are serious, but it also depends on the real level.If the level is not enough, the hype will be just like that; but if the level is reached, a little foil can set off a wave of enthusiasm.

Of course, the indifferent character of the old man is definitely not suitable for art business. Let him know the messy things in the circle, and he will probably get sick from anger.

Besides, Han Zhenyang didn't intend to make money from Mr. Xue's paintings. This was his wish and only suitable for collection.

The old man treats him sincerely. He can't just think about making money from the old man, can he?

Han Zhenyang put the bloodstone into his pocket, carefully wrapped the scrolls of paintings, let Xu Qingqing put them in the car, and then planned to have a chat with Mr. Xue or something.

But Mr. Xue became impatient, "What else do you need?"

Han Zhenyang shook his head.

"Let's go if you have nothing to do. Aren't you looking for the Sanyang Kaitai Pot? Go ahead."

Speaking of Sanyang Kaitai Pot, Han Zhenyang remembered his purpose of coming to Yanjiao, but the original owner of the pot was right in front of him, and he would not let go of this good opportunity to inquire about the information. Did it leave any mark.

"There is a square seal with the word 'Huyin' inscribed in Yang engraved seal script, which should be the work of Chen Mingyuan."

Chen Mingyuan!
Han Zhenyang took a deep breath. This is one of the top five pot-making masters in the entire pot-making history. His "Fragrant Pot" was sold for 450 yuan at the just-concluded Poly Huayi First Art Auction. The sky-high price of 3000 million.And this is not his only sky-high price work. There are also a "Pumpkin Pot" and a "Vegetarian Ribbon Pot" with a transaction price of more than [-] million.

Not counting these three masterpieces with a transaction price of more than 3000 million, there are more than [-] works with a transaction price of more than one million. These are still works with auction records. If private transactions are included, this number may be even more.

As for the works with a transaction price of six figures, there is no way to count them, but they must have exceeded two hundred.

Based on the auction records of these years, Chen Mingyuan's pots are very popular in the market. You don't have to worry about not being able to sell them if you take them out, and you don't even have to worry about not being able to sell them at a good price. As long as you say that you have Chen Mingyuan's pots , Most of them are rich people waving checks to snap up.

As long as the pot is not fake or damaged, it can usually be sold for a good price.

As for this Sanyang Kaitai pot, you can tell from the lid that it is definitely a masterpiece of Chen Mingyuan. The lowest price is above seven figures. The inscriptions in seal script are relatively rare in Chen Mingyuan's works.

It is an undeniable truth that rare things are precious.

However, Han Zhenyang was very curious whether Mr. Xue knew the market value of this Sanyang Kaitai pot, so he asked tentatively.

The old man said indifferently: "It should be worth a million or one hundred thousand."

"Then how much did Xiao Zhao give you?"

"Three thousand."

"Ah?" Han Zhenyang was dumbfounded. He knew that the pot was worth a million and one hundred thousand, but he only sold it for 3000 yuan?At this moment, Han Zhenyang believed that the old man had some mental problems. Now, even a fool knows that he is at a disadvantage, right?But the old man doesn't look like a mental patient, is there something hidden?
Han Zhenyang asked again.

The old man pointed to the house, "Last year he helped me repair the house."

Han Zhenyang was speechless for a while, thinking that the old man is really generous, he gave someone a purple clay pot worth a million when they helped him repair the house, this is really treating money like dung.But thinking about the old man casually throwing him an equally valuable chicken blood stone, just because he was more pleasing to the eye, he was relieved, and then came to a conclusion - the old man is really generous!

After asking Xiao Zhao's address again, Han Zhenyang left his mobile phone number and told the old man to do what he wanted before leaving the old man's house.

After leaving the three private houses with heaven and earth inside, Han Zhenyang and his party recovered from the shock that Mr. Xue brought them.

Xu Jiaying kept sighing, "A strange man, what a strange man!"

Han Xiaoyue nodded vigorously, seriously agreeing with her idol and sister-in-law.

But He Qianjun chuckled: "The old man is indeed a strange person, but Xiao Han is unlucky. You can find such a strange person in a pot, and you can also get the favor of the strange person, and you will get the value casually." A huge gift, who of you has encountered such a good thing? So, the most amazing person is our Comrade Xiao Han."

Han Zhenyang only thought hehe and smirked, playing with the bloodstone that Mr. Xue gave him, full of joy, and secretly thinking about which master he should ask to carve the seal for him.

For such a good material, only a master seal carver is qualified to cut it, and it would be a crime for an ordinary seal carver to carve it.

But he didn't know any masters of seal carving, and he didn't know any masters for a while. Qiao Shengnan should know masters in this field. After all, she has several masters of jade carving under her name. Both jade carving masters and seal carving masters are engaged in carving, although they specialize in different directions. , but the nature is the same, presumably there should be a way in this regard.

While thinking, I saw Xiao Zhao's three-story villa.

Not to mention, this villa is eye-catching, and it stands out from the crowd in the village. It is several grades higher than the surrounding bungalows, and it is even taller and more spacious than most villas built by developers.

It's just that the decoration is a bit dazzling, no wonder Mr. Xue said that Xiao Zhao's house is the most magnificent.In fact, using the word "magnificent" is still polite, and it should be described as "trench". The outer wall is full of red banknotes, which is similar to some entertainment venues that demand money. It can be as dazzling as it is. To put it nicely, it is magnificent, but to put it bluntly, it is rustic. As soon as a person stands at the door, there is an aura of a big gold chain blowing towards his face.

Can Chen Mingyuan's pot really be kept in the hands of such a person?If the other party recognized that it was Chen Mingyuan's pot, they would have sold it for money long ago, but if they didn't recognize it, they would have thrown it away or sold it to someone cheap.

But this pot is a bit strange. This pot was sold to this "Xiao Zhao" half a year ago, but the stall owner who sold the pot lid said that the pot lid was collected from Mr. Xue; Xiao Zhao spent 3000 yuan Qian accepted the pot from Mr. Xue, but the pot lid appeared alone on Panjiayuan's stall.

There must be something wrong, either the stall owner is lying or Mr. Xue is lying.But Mr. Xue gave away millions of chicken blood stones, how could he lie about such a trivial matter?
But why did the stall owner say that the pot lid was collected from Mr. Xue?What good does it do him?Moreover, the stall owner is willing to sell the pot lid for 1000 yuan. He obviously doesn't know the origin of the pot lid, so why should he lie?
If Mr. Xue and the stall owner didn't lie, then which link went wrong?

Could it be the owner of the villa in front of him—Xiao Zhao?
Realizing this, Han Zhenyang and He Qianjun looked at each other, and they both secretly guarded themselves, and then Han Zhenyang knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Just as he knocked on the door, a loud voice came from inside the door asking.

"Mr. Zhao? We came here from Mr. Xue, and we want to find some treasures," Han Zhenyang said loudly. There is a reason for saying this, because Xu Qingqing had known in the village in advance that this "Little Zhao" was called Zhao Yanjun. He is a second-hand dealer who specializes in selling antiques collected from various channels. To put it bluntly, he is an antique dealer.

(End of this chapter)