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Chapter 73 Mongolian Silver Pot in Yuan Dynasty

"Is it Mongolian? If it is, it is very reasonable," Xu Yunhan thought. If the inscription below is in Mongolian, it may be made by a famous artist.

Founded by the Mongols, the Yuan Dynasty was the first unified empire established by a minority in Chinese history.The territory of the Yuan Dynasty was unprecedentedly vast, extending from the North Sea in the north to the Sea of ​​Japan in the east, and Xinjiang and Taiwan were included in China's territory for the first time.

Moreover, the Mongolian people are a nation that loves silver ornaments. Silver cups, silver bowls, silver pots, silver rings, silver earrings, silver bracelets... Silverware occupies an important position in the life of the Mongolian people, so this exquisite jug is very It may have been rewarded by the imperial court to the officials or ambassadors of XZ at that time. If this is the case, then the value of this silver pot will be even higher.

Coming out of her own thoughts, Xu Yunhan immediately felt that everyone around her was paying attention to her, a little embarrassed, uh, she has become fascinated by good things now, carefully holding the wine pot, and handing it to the Sen, "Auntie Sen, you should keep this jug well. This jug is a good thing. It should be a Mongolian silver pot from the middle and late Yuan Dynasty. It is worth collecting."

Except for Wen Ru, everyone around was startled by Xu Yunhan's words. After a meal and a drink, why did a silver jug ​​that looked old just now become a valuable antique? No matter how you look at it, you can't believe it. Uncle Gonpo was the first to laugh, and casually picked up the jug and touched it left and right, "Xiaohan, are you drunk? Wen Ru, is this the way your friend is drunk? This is quite interesting." Ah, hahaha~"

"Ah?! She shouldn't be drunk. She has always been a good drinker. Uncle, I think you should put that flagon on the table safely. Since Xiaohan said it is an antique, it is very likely that it is, If you accidentally fall on the ground later and break it, you will suffer heavy losses." Wen Ru reminded that she believed in Xu Yunhan's level, her old classmate was always serious and cautious in business matters, Not aimlessly.

Gesang noticed his wife's firm attitude, and asked suspiciously, "Xiaohan, do you know about antiques?" Gesang had never been in contact with people in this field before, and he felt a strange surprise.

"I can't say I understand it, but it's passable, but for more certainty, Aunt Nasen, you can ask other people to have a look. I personally think that this flagon is from the middle and late Yuan Dynasty. You can use it as a reference then. " Xu Yunhan said.

Nasen took the silver jug ​​from Gongbu, poured half of the jug of highland barley wine into a bowl, then looked at the wine jug in his hand that had been used by the family for a long time, and asked, "Xiaohan, what kind of silver jug ​​is this?" How much is it worth?" Ordinary people don't know what antiques are from this dynasty or that dynasty, and the degree of importance depends on their most intuitive economic value.

"As for the price, I'm not very clear about the market price of this kind of silver antiques, so I don't dare to talk nonsense. Aunt Nasen, to be on the safe side, it's better to find an expert to take a look at when." Xu Yunhan suggested, she is herself Knowing what is going on with her, she can see things and make judgments. However, most of the market prices of various antiques are now unclear to her.

Uncle Gonpo now began to believe what Xu Yunhan said, turned his head and said to his wife, "Na Sen, rinse that jug with clean water and put it away. Xiao Han, you are really the lucky star of the uncle's family. I helped you when you first came. We found something good. If you hadn't told us about it, we wouldn't have found it in our lifetime."

Nasen nodded, and gently placed the jug on a high cabinet against the wall. He was very happy, not because of the value of the antique, but because of a sudden drop in the sky, an old wine at home. The pot becomes an antique, a huge surprise brought by this strong contrast.

"Wow~ Hanhan, I didn't expect you to know antiques. When you go back to BJ, you have to go to Panjiayuan with me. I bought fakes a few times when I went there. I was so mad. Things are so good at acting, my dad will laugh at me every time, you have to help me win the round."

Dai Xiaobei shook Xu Yunhan's arm and said, Dai Xiaobei only knew that Xu Yunhan was fired not long ago. In order to avoid mentioning unhappy things, she never asked Xu Yunhan about her work, so she didn't know that she was doing it now. The business of antiques.

Xu Yunhan pulled her down and grabbed her hand, "Don't, I'm a half-baked one, if you buy a fake one, you don't have to scratch me to death."

Dai Xiaobei grabbed her arm again, and smiled sinisterly, "How could it be, it would cost me some money. Don't worry, I'll just stay at your house every day, eating and drinking, and begging for support."

Everyone happily watched the two making fun, and the atmosphere was very joyful. At this moment, a young Tibetan man in his twenties walked into the room, and as soon as he came in, he walked up to Gonpo and spoke in Tibetan.

After hearing the young man's words, Gonpo straightened his face and was about to follow him when Gesang stepped forward and said something.

Xu Yunhan deeply understood the importance of language. She didn't understand anything, so she poked Najib with her finger, "What happened?" Dai Xiaobei and Wen Ru also moved closer to listen.

"Ci Jialai said that the police who came to the inn just now are here again, and it seems that they have discovered some new clues." While speaking, Najib noticed that his elder brother and uncle got up to go out, and quickly stood up to follow, but he didn't want to be caught by the three woman grabs,
"We're going too!"

Najib couldn't squeeze them, uh... But he would definitely be glared at by his brother, there was no way, who let them hold him tightly, so he had no choice but to nod and let them go with him.Nasen thought about it, and there would be no danger in following, so he didn't speak out against them, and he took Zhuoma to stay at home to clean up the dinner table, bowls and cups.

Several people walked into the reception hall on the first floor of the inn, and saw three uniformed policemen, one of whom was taking notes with a notebook and a pen, and the other two were talking to Gesang and Uncle Gonpo.

After they approached, they saw Uncle Gonpo holding a photo in his hand. At this time, the approach of several people had alarmed the police who were talking. The man who took the notes asked, "What are you doing?"

"They are members of our family, and they came for a walk after dinner." Uncle Kampot reacted quickly, and quickly explained the origins and motivations of the few of them.

One of the policemen turned his head after carefully looking up and down several people, and then said to Gongbu Gesang,

"Are you sure this man hasn't been to the inn during that time? When you check in the customer information, you won't be lazy, some remember it, some don't remember it."

(End of this chapter)