Tianyan Jianbao

Chapter 6 Assembly line operations in the Stone Age?
Wang Haoming, who had seen the matter through and got the bottom line, reached out and stopped his grandpa who was about to write a paper note, "Uncle Sun, wait a moment."

Father Sun, Zhou Ruojuan and others looked at Wang Haoming suspiciously.

Wang Haoming cleared his mind, and took a closer look at the cultural relics expert named Liu Fang: "Are you sure that most of these things on the ground are genuine?"

Liu Fang didn't speak, but Boss Zhang got angry: "What do you mean, boy? I haven't had time to settle with you for kicking my store just now! Are you still saying that those are fake? Or I disagree Let your teacher pay the original price!"

Wang Haoming ignored him and continued to ask: "Are you really sure that these are genuine?"

"What do you mean..." Liu Fang frowned and said, "You said I was wrong? Are they actually imitations?"

"No..." Wang Haoming shook his head and laughed: "I guess you misunderstood me, Boss Zhang, what I want to ask is, my teacher only needs to pay a mere 200 million yuan? Is it really only 200 million yuan? Not US dollars? No GBP?"

Not only Boss Zhang and Liu Fang, but everyone present including Zhou Ruojuan and Grandfather Sun were stunned.

Sun Ling yelled: "Damn it! Did you drink too much at noon?!"

"You mean?" Boss Zhang looked at Wang Haoming in surprise.

Wang Haoming said indifferently: "I mean, these things are all genuine products, and each one is worth a lot. Well, in my opinion, let alone 200 million, 200 billion is also worth it!"

"200 billion!?" Teacher Zhou almost cried out of anger at Wang Haoming: "You, what are you talking about?"

Grandfather looked at Sun Ling with a sullen face: "Is this the kind of friend you made?"

The group of people who watched the excitement around them were also arguing, "How did it become an internal strife? This kid is so funny! If you want to say that his property is worth 200 billion, isn't that nonsense?"

"Don't you believe it?" Wang Haoming bent down and squatted in front of the fallen booth under the weird eyes of the people around him.

Stretching out his hand to pick up the torn Tang Dynasty calligraphy and painting, he said to himself: "Tang Dynasty's picturesque landscapes and forests, the trees and trees are green and powerful, and the leaves and water are beautiful and vivid. 'Words, very wonderful, very good.'

The people around didn't know what Wang Haoming was talking about, they all looked at him blankly.

After a pause, Wang Haoming looked at the shop owner calmly: "All dynasties in China have strict regulations on taboos. Emperor Taizong Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty avoided the 'people' but the 'world'. Yu Bao, out of habit and out of respect for Tang Taizong, still avoids mistakes, and when it comes to the word 'Shi', one of the strokes will be removed."

"However, the word 'Shi' in your calligraphy and painting is intact. Heh, the person who wrote the inscription needed so much courage to write this word under the hat of disrespect. Let's talk about it. Can the sub-painting be worthless?"

No matter how stupid a person is, he could hear Wang Haoming's ironic tone this time.

"Does he mean that the painting is fake?"

"No way, Mr. Liu Fang is a cultural relic appraisal expert hired by Panjiayuan. He said a good thing, how could it be false?"

"That's right, he's a brat, how much he can understand, it's just nonsense."

"No, no, it is true that the Tang Dynasty avoided the taboo of 'Shi'. I think this painting may be a real imitation."

"That's right, young man, you're quite knowledgeable. I'm just saying how can a good teacher and student turn against each other for no reason. It turns out that there is another reason for this. Hey, let's continue watching the show. The front looks much better."

Boss Zhang's face froze, and his eyes turned to his side.After hearing Wang Haoming's words, Liu Fang turned around and shook his head at him.

"And this Jun Kiln flowerpot." Wang Haoming picked out the fragments of the flowerpot from the broken glass with his hands.

"If I remember correctly, its caliber should be 19.2cm, its height should be 17.1cm, Jun kiln sky blue begonia red slag bucket flower pot, an old thing from the Northern Song Dynasty, um, um, really good, really beautiful, never compared to that of the Tang Dynasty Poor calligraphy and painting."

"Why? Because the National Palace Museum in Taipei also has an identical Jun kiln flower pot in its collection. It's exactly the same. Heh, if they know that the flower pot in their museum is a copy, this one is real. I don't know if they What kind of expression will it be?"

One person with a laptop was busy connecting to the CDMA wireless network card. After a little search on Baidu, he said to everyone in surprise: "He is right. The National Palace Museum in Taipei does have the same Junyao flowerpot."

The crowd became a little restless.

Sun Ling, Zhou Ruojuan and the others looked at Wang Haoming in disbelief, as if they had never seen Wang Haoming before.

Wang Haoming ignored the chaotic scene, grabbed a broken bamboo tube, and turned it back and forth in his hand, "Well, let's talk about this bamboo carving. The author is Wu Zhifan, whose name is Lu Zhen, and whose name is Donghai Taoist."

"He is another master of bamboo carving in Jiading after Zhu Sansong. Originally, with Wu Zhifan's technique, this bamboo carving should have a clear distinction between reality and reality, with a dense and orderly layout. Simple bamboo threads can be seen on the plain ground. The flesh is moist and shiny, and the lines are round and smooth, just like nature. , but yours, the painting on the body of the tube is scattered and disorderly, messy, messy, well, it is a treasure, it is indeed a treasure."

Boss Zhang's face turned red and then pale.

Someone chuckled when they heard this: "It's a mess and it's still called a treasure?"

Wang Haoming nodded seriously: "As the saying goes, what is rare is the most valuable. This bamboo carving must be the most embarrassing work in Wu Zhifan's life, but he has not had time to destroy the corpse, but it has flowed into the market. If such an object is placed in the auction Now, the disciples of Mr. Wu must take it back at all costs, no matter in terms of its value and significance, this must be a treasure, priceless."

Some people are already suffocating to laugh.

Without pausing, Wang Haoming picked up the objects on the ground one by one, and commented on each "national treasure and cultural relic" incessantly.Flat cover tripod with animal face pattern, flying flower and cloud pattern plate decoration, yellow glaze double ear pot...

"...However, the combined value of the rare things I mentioned above is not as great as this one."

Wang Haoming picked up a piece of jade, held it in his hand and looked at it from side to side, "The three-hole jade shovel is rectangular in shape, regular in shape, green and white in quality, with oxidized spots, and finely crafted. It is really rare to see."

"Everyone knows that due to the backwardness of production tools in the Neolithic Age, the processing of utensils was limited. Most of the cut pieces were uneven in thickness, and there were even traces of misalignment when cut. The shape was irregular, such as the circle was not round enough, knives, axes, The blade of the shovel is relatively blunt, um, but the precision of your workmanship is beyond the reach of manpower, and in my opinion, it can already be regarded as a national first-class cultural relic!"

Someone asked: "Why?"

"Because..." Wang Haoming raised the three-hole jade shovel, "It has a great historical significance that cannot be compared with all the cultural relics in the Palace Museum. It tells us that in the Neolithic Age, there were also mechanical processing lines! "

The crowd burst into laughter.

"It is conceivable that when this news is broadcast, it will cause a great shock in the society. It will refute all history. Perhaps, China not only has a culture of 5000 years, but there are machines in the Stone Age? Then we The footprints of Yangyang China may have already stepped on this continent 1 years ago!"

Wang Haoming held the jade shovel between his fingers, "I see, for this one thing alone, 200 billion is a big leak."

When Wang Haoming's speech came to an end, Grandfather's friend Uncle Zhou squatted beside Liu Fang in astonishment, flipping through the broken antiques that Wang Haoming had just put down.

Not long after, Uncle Zhou took a deep breath, stood up, clapped his hands, and clapped his hands vigorously: "The eyes are vicious! Every sentence is perfect! Wonderful! I have lived half my life! I have never seen such a passionate speech! well!"

As soon as he took the lead, many people also gave Wang Haoming loud applause.

"Good job, young man!" "Well said!"

"Yeah! I think you are an expert! Hahaha!"

"Boss Zhang, if you don't believe me, we can take it to a professional organization for appraisal." Wang Haoming put away his humorous tone and shook his head: "800 million? How dare you speak! I think even 8000 Not worth the dollar!"

"Damn it!" Sun Ling yelled strangely, ran over and kicked Wang Haoming's calf: "I know it's a lie! Why didn't you say it earlier! Make me worry for nothing! All right, young man! Hidden deep!" Don't show it?"

Teacher Zhou stared blankly at Wang Haoming: "Are they really imitations?"

Wang Haoming nodded firmly: "I can't imitate any more."

Uncle Zhou chuckled, and put his hand on his grandson's shoulder: "Old Sun, since your daughter has such a good classmate, why do you ask me to come?"

At this time, two policemen who received the call came late and entered the store to understand the situation.

(End of this chapter)