Tianyan Jianbao

Chapter 235 Return to the Ghost City
"Xiao Linzi, find a boss who is more straightforward next time, this one is really annoying."

Walking out of Boss Yu's house and coming to Jade Street, Luo Feng took out more than a dozen pink old man's heads from his handbag, and handed them to the broker Mustache.

After the mustache took the money, he said repeatedly: "Sure, next time Boss Luo will be satisfied. I will call you tomorrow after I make arrangements."

"No, I'll collect the money again when Boss Wang wants to see the goods alone next time."

Seeing Luo Feng's actions, Wang Haoming also counted out 1000 yuan, handed it to Mustache, but Huzi pushed it back, and handed Wang Haoming a business card with his contact information on it.

"Brother Luo, this guy doesn't have a lot of raw materials at home. Did they save the good raw materials and prepare to participate in the Stone Gambling Conference?"

Half an hour later, Luo Feng and he returned to the room to take a shower, and sat in the coffee shop of the hotel with Wang Haoming. Until Wang Haoming put all his hopes of buying a villa into gambling stones.

"The boss here has a lot of good things, just like the warehouse just now, and he has two in other places. It is a "big household", and it must be one of the unpopular people in Myanmar." Luo Feng smiled lightly, and said disapprovingly.

"What's the matter with Myanmar?" Wang Haoming asked strangely.

"Nonsense, of course it has something to do with Myanmar. Myanmar has very strict rules for rough jadeite, requiring rough stones to be sold through the channel of the Stone Gambling Conference. But good rough stones, before the Stone Gambling Conference was held in Myanmar, have already been sold by many Chinese. The buyers on the other side fell in love with it."

"Every "big household" involved in the trade of rough stones must have its own secret channel that can bypass the Myanmar customs, because really good rough stones will not participate in the stone gambling conference in Yangon."

"That's why some people will take the risk and ship good rough stones to China in advance. Instead of participating in the stone gambling conference, according to Myanmar's regulations, this is smuggling. Boss Yu is probably one of these people."

"Actually, the price of jadeite in China was inflated by these Pingzhou wool merchants. We entered the market too late."

After listening to Luo Feng's words, Wang Haoming finally understood the real situation of stone gambling in Pingzhou, which was much more complicated than he originally imagined.

Originally, in the 80s, jadeite was not worth much in Myanmar, because jade culture only existed in China. Later, Pingzhou businessmen discovered Myanmar’s jade, secretly transported it to China, and demanded high prices in China.

But a few years ago, the few Chinese who monopolized the Pingzhou market had an uneven distribution of benefits. Someone exposed this matter, and the Myanmar government began to seriously investigate it.

Since then, Myanmar has required that gambling stones need to enter the trading hall in Yangon before they can be traded. Therefore, companies that are now engaged in the business of importing rough stones are not as ostentatious as they used to be.

However, due to the channels left in the past, people who specialize in smuggling rough stones will still gather in Pingzhou. These smuggling companies have already opened up personal connections in Myanmar and directly use vehicles to transport them.

Although there are still certain risks in the smuggling of rough stones, once they are successfully transported to China, they are basically profitable.

"By the way, brother, listen to Luo Ge's words, this gambling stone has always reported good news but not bad news. All you hear is news about the increase in gambling. .”

"The last time you and Li Zhina were purely lucky, but this luck can't follow you again and again, right? Just buy these two stones, and you should take less shots in the future. Enough is enough."

After the two chatted for a while, Luo Feng remembered his purpose of asking Wang Haoming to have a small sit down, and tried to persuade him.

"I see, Brother Luo, for this Pingzhou Stone Gambling Conference, I will only put out a few million to try my hand, and I will not invest all the funds in it."

Wang Haoming still appreciates Luo Feng's persuasion, if others are not sincere for your own good, there is no need to say those things that offend others.

"Okay, as long as you know it in your mind. It's late, go to bed, I will call you tomorrow morning and take you to see the ghost market."

Luo Feng called the Fufang staff over to buy the order, and said to Wang Haoming with a proud face.

"Hehe, Brother Luo, I've been there a long time ago, and it's still rewarding."

Wang Haoming told Luo Feng that he found a set of Ru kiln porcelain fragments in the ghost market. After the object was repaired, he would sell it, so he was not afraid of others knowing.

"You, you mean, you found a complete piece of Ru kiln porcelain?!"

Luo Feng's body that had just stood up was stumbled back down by Wang Haoming's words, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

After receiving Wang Haoming's affirmative reply, he shook his head again and again, and said: "I didn't say what I said just now, you can gamble as much as you have, damn it, your luck is really good. "

On the way to the elevator, Luo Feng's eyes were fixed on Wang Haoming's left wrist all the time, and he was still muttering, "I will go to Tibet once when I have time, and I must get such a treasure blessed by the Living Buddha."

In his opinion, Wang Haoming's good luck was undoubtedly brought by this string of old dzi beads.

Maybe it was stimulated by Wang Haoming's good luck, the next day when Wang Haoming was sleeping in a daze, he was woken up by a phone call from Luo Feng.

Invite Wang Haoming to wander around the ghost market and check the time.It was only three o'clock, so he had no choice but to get up, wash up, and meet Luo Feng at the entrance of the hotel.

This time Luo Feng didn't bring Master Peng with him, but was alone. As for antiques, his professional knowledge was obviously better than that of Master Zhang.

It is more than ten meters away on Yuqi Street.There was only one street lamp, and it was an energy-saving lamp. After twelve o'clock, the light was very dim, so Luo Feng and Wang Haoming came early.

At this time, on both sides of Yuqi Street, some people had already set up stalls, and some people had just arrived and were laying out stalls on the ground.

Since the Pingzhou Stone Gambling Conference will officially open tomorrow, this ghost market is also the last day, and those who want to shop for treasure get up early.At this moment, there are more people walking around the ghost market on Yuqi Street than there are stalls.

What made Luo Feng a little depressed was that the powerful flashlight he was carrying attracted a lot of scolding as soon as he turned it on, but no one cared about the small flashlight Wang Haoming was holding.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Haoming handed the flashlight to Luo Feng. To him, those antiques with aura are like fireflies in the night. As long as they exist, they cannot escape his eyes. what a difference.

"Brother, let's see each other separately, and call if you need anything."

Although there were not many people setting up stalls at this moment, there were already forty or fifty stalls, so Luo Feng separated from Wang Haoming and wandered around alone.

Without a flashlight, getting started under this dim light can't gain much experience. Wang Haoming didn't bother to look at each one. He just released the aura in his eyes every time he came to a booth, wrapping all the items in the booth. .

In this way, as long as there are antiques in these objects, basically they cannot escape his eyes.

What made Wang Haoming a little depressed was that even after looking at four or five booths, he didn't find anything of value. Occasionally, there were one or two objects containing thin spiritual energy. Porcelain made in folk kilns is not worth a few dollars.

Moreover, the owner of the stall knew its value, and the price he offered was higher than the auction house's ranking. Wang Haoming didn't even bother to pay back the price, so he went directly to the next stall.

"Hey, brother, why are you looking so fast?"

Wang Haoming and Luo Feng split up the street and started looking. It wasn't even an hour later, Wang Haoming turned to the other side of the street, and met Luo Feng at a booth.

"Did you give me the flashlight, you can't see clearly, if you take it, brother, I have better eyesight."

Luo Feng was a little embarrassed, and handed the flashlight in his hand to Wang Haoming.

"No, Brother Luo, take it, I am studying with the prince today."

Wang Haoming didn't pick up the flashlight. He had already looked at more than 20 booths, but he didn't see a good one.Basically, there is no hope. It seems that if you want to find good things in this ghost market, you also have to rely on luck.

"Then I'm welcome."

While talking, Luo Feng continued to observe the object he was looking at just now. Seven or eight minutes later, Luo Feng stretched out his hand to the stall owner.

Because of the darkness, Wang Haoming didn't see their hand gestures, but when Luo Feng took out the money, Wang Haoming saw it clearly, the two knives of unopened RMB was handed over to the boss.

Wang Haoming was taken aback. Spending 2 yuan on things in this kind of place would either make a big profit or lose a lot. The thing seemed to be small, and Luo Feng held it in his hand.

Wang Haoming couldn't see it for a while, so he couldn't help asking: "Brother Luo, what did you buy?"

"Hey, brother, you are really a lucky cat. I picked up a good item as soon as I came here. Let's go, don't look at it, and go back to the hotel."

Luo Feng looked a little excited, he pulled Wang Haoming to go back, and he didn't want to look at the rest of the stalls, which is actually very particular.

But after finding a good object, collectors generally will not continue to look down, because the excitement of picking up a leak may affect the next judgment.

"I said, Brother Luo, I haven't finished reading this yet, please don't hold back, it's okay for me to go with you."

Wang Haoming wanted to see the rest of the stalls, but he was dragged by Luo Feng, so he could only follow Luo Feng to the hotel honestly.

When he was about to walk out of the ghost market, Wang Haoming stopped suddenly. He saw a painting on a booth, and immediately walked towards that booth.

The stall is small and there are not many items. There are two calligraphy and paintings and a few pieces of porcelain, and the owner is listless.

Wang Haoming bought the painting without any effort, but he paid 1000 yuan because Luo Feng urged him to leave, so he didn't bargain much.

"What are you buying blindly?" Luo Feng asked.

Wang Haoming said: "Brother Luo, this painting is actually tricky, it's not as simple as it looks on the surface."

"Cut!" Luo Feng said very bluntly: "If it's really an ancient painting, wouldn't I recognize it?"

"What kind of treasure is it that deserves your fuss?" Luo Feng asked after coming to the hotel to sit down.

Wang Haoming smiled: "It's tricky that ordinary people can't see."

"You, Brother Luo, have been in the cultural relics market for ten years anyway, are you doubting Brother Luo's vision?"

Luo Feng sat down beside Wang Haoming, stretched out his hand to take it, spread the painting out on the sofa, pointed to it and said, "No matter the picture quality or the binding, it's not right."

"I'm not talking about tricks in the painting." Wang Haoming directly took the painting scroll on Luo Feng's leg to this side, twisted it hard, and unscrewed the rightmost end of the fist-thick plastic scroll with a click.

Immediately, the tilted scroll fell down, and under Luo Feng's astonished gaze, something slipped out of the scroll!
An ancient painting of small size!

Luo Feng was stunned for a moment, and spread out the small picture scroll carefully, the next moment, he gasped: "Zhang Daqian's, "The Lady of Cultivating Bamboo"!? How is it possible! This Why is the painting here!?"

Mention the name Zhang Daqian, even if you are not a collector, most of you have probably heard of him.

Zhang Daqian is a talented painter. His creations "combine the strengths of the public and the richness of the two schools of the north and the south" integrate literati paintings, writers' paintings, court paintings and folk art.

In Chinese painting figures, landscapes, flowers and birds, fish and insects, animals, fine brushwork, omnipotent, all fine.

In the auctions in recent years, all of his paintings were sold at sky-high prices, and his reputation is extremely high.

Luo Feng exhaled, and excitedly took the painting in his hand and looked at it several times.

At the end, he glanced at Wang Haoming like a monster, and said in a daze: "It's unmistakable, it is the authentic work of Mr. Zhang Daqian, "Lady Repairing Bamboo", in November [-], Zhang Daqian's trip to Dunhuang lasted more than two years. It has finally come to a successful conclusion, and this "Lady Repairing Bamboo" was created at that time."

(End of this chapter)