Tianyan Jianbao

Chapter 64 Rosewood Wood Carving
Wang Haoming edited the stall owner's words a bit and translated them to the two foreigners.

"Oh, God, that's not the case. It was our Mr. Qian Nuo who told us that this thing is fake and not worth 5 yuan. We are all regular businessmen and would not do such a thing."

"And we didn't smash this gentleman's booth. Mr. Qian Nuo, can you explain to us what's going on?"

After hearing Wang Haoming's words, Smith waved his hands again and again, telling Wang Haoming that this was not the case. They returned to the market only after hearing what the translator said.

And they didn't do anything to smash the booth, it was all done by the translator.

While talking, the foreigner took out a palm-sized, dark-looking root carving from the backpack behind him.

Wang Haoming had roughly guessed the tricks in the middle, and immediately translated the foreigner's words intact, and the few people in the management office who heard it were immediately furious, and looked fiercely at the pale Qian translate.

"Damn it, it turned out that you, the second devil, were the ones playing tricks in the middle, and I beat you to death."

The young stall owner couldn't bear it anymore, rushed up and punched Qian Nuo in the face, Wang Haoming stood closer, and quickly hugged the stall owner.

Looking at the translator who was knocked to the ground, he said to the stall owner: "Speak up if you have something to say, don't do it, otherwise what is reasonable will become unreasonable."

"How can you say it well? He smashed my stall just now, and many of my carvings were taken away. Who am I going to pay for things worth thousands of dollars?"

The young man was embraced by Wang Haoming, and tried to kick the translator Qian Nuo who had been knocked down by his punch.

Qian Nuo's glossy hair was also scattered, and with the cold sweat on his head, strands of his hair lay on his forehead. The white suit on his body was also covered with dust, making him look extremely embarrassed, and there was no more. The previous swagger.

Lying on the ground, he looked at the two foreigners asking for help. In his heart, he still felt that the foreigners were superior. If they spoke, they would be able to settle the matter.

"Mr. Qian, I don't think this matter has anything to do with us. I hope you can handle it well. Otherwise, I will truthfully report your situation to your company."

Smith's words made Qian Nuo completely desperate. No one can help him with the matter in front of him, but there is another layer of meaning in his words, that is, if you solve this matter well, we will not report to you. Your boss complained.

Thinking of this, Qian Nuo got up from the ground, and said pitifully: "This matter is my fault, and I take full responsibility for it. I will compensate the elder brother at the original price for what he lost. I also hope that all elder brothers, For the sake of my younger brother, who is young and ignorant, please let me go."

It didn't matter to Wang Haoming, he just came out to meddle in soy sauce because he couldn't see it all the way.

Now the matter is very clear, as for how to solve it, that is a matter between the young stall owner and the unlucky translator.

"You two negotiate first, and if you can't negotiate well, come to us."

Although Director Wang is also very dissatisfied with the translator, they are not administrative law enforcement agencies and have no right to punish the translator. They can only let the two of them solve it first.

If the stall owner does not get a satisfactory answer, he will step in to put pressure on the translator.

"I lost a total of seven root carvings handed down from my family, and five root carvings I carved myself, totaling 4000 yuan,"

The stall owner calculated in his heart, he is also an honest man, and he did not ask the price randomly, but when he saw the root carving in the foreigner's hand again, he suddenly became angry, and then said: "I won't sell the thing, the money is worth it." Give it back to you, give it back to me."

Hearing the figure of 4000 yuan, Qian Nuo's face changed a bit, wishing he could slap him in the face again, this is more than a month's salary for him, he is just asking for trouble.

But it's too late to regret it now, if this matter gets to the company, I'm afraid his sister's pillow wind won't be able to keep him.

At that moment, Qian Nuo could only nod his head and agree, but the stall owner's last request made him a little embarrassed, and he didn't know whether the two foreign masters he served were willing to return the root carving.

Seeing that the interpreter was hesitant to speak, Wang Haoming pointed to the root carving in Smith's hand and said to the two foreigners: "Our gentleman is very dissatisfied with your behavior, and he insists on refunding your purchase money. Please return this to him, too."

"Oh, no, we like this handicraft very much. You tell him that I am willing to add another 5 yuan and ask him to sell it to me, okay?" Smith tightly grasped the root carving in his hand and shouted at Wang Haoming. Said.

Wang Haoming translated the foreigner's words to the stall owner and asked him to make a decision. The young man shook his head firmly and said, "If you don't sell it, please return it to me."

Wang Haoming shrugged his shoulders and shook his head at Smith.

Smith also knew what happened today, and their fault was on their side, so he didn't insist on it at the moment, and reluctantly handed over the root carving in his hand to Wang Haoming.

Wang Haoming took the root carving, but his hand sank down suddenly, and almost dropped the root carving on the ground, he couldn't help being surprised, what kind of tree root carving is this, it's so heavy, he lowered his head to look at the root carving in his hand .

The root carving in Wang Haoming's hand is black and purple in color as a whole, revealing oily light. It is a sitting statue of Maitreya Buddha. Although it is only the size of a palm, it is extremely heavy.

It's just that it is covered with dirt and oil, and even the face of Maitreya Buddha is somewhat unclear.

Wang Haoming saw that the stall owner returned the 500 yuan to the foreigner, so he said to him, "Brother, can you let me take a closer look at this item of yours?"

"Look, brother, thank you for today. If you like this carving, I will give it to you."

The young stall owner was inexplicably grateful to Wang Haoming. If Wang Haoming hadn't been able to talk directly to the foreigner, they might have been kept in the dark by the translation of the second devil.

"Hehe, there's no need to give it away. I'll take a look first. If I like it, I'll ask you to buy it."

Wang Haoming replied with a smile, and began to look at the Maitreya Buddha root carving in his hand.

Wang Haoming wiped Maitreya Buddha's face vigorously with his thumb a few times, although he couldn't wipe off all the oil stains on it.

But its face can already be vaguely seen. This Maitreya Buddha statue has a broad forehead, eyes slightly closed, a half-opened smile, and two big ears hanging down to the shoulders.

With her chest exposed and her abdomen exposed, her legs were crossed and her arms were bent. She was sitting leaning against a cloth bag, with her right hand on her knee, with a leisurely and contented expression.

From the point of view of the carving, this work is finely carved, the knife is skillful, and the whole line is natural and smooth. If this carving is really the work of the ancestor of the stall owner, his ancestor must also be a highly skilled artist.

Even if Wang Haoming didn't know how to appreciate such objects, he could tell that it was a rare masterpiece, but he didn't know why the stall owner asked for such a low price and sold it for only 5 yuan.

"what!"

When Wang Haoming turned the carving over to look at it, his heart couldn't help beating faster, because he found that the fretwork and stripes of the carving revealed a luster, and the annual rings were in a silky shape, so subtle that it was almost invisible.

And there is not a single scar on it, you must know that the roots of ordinary trees are full of scars, and it seems that only red sandalwood has this kind of appearance.

Seeing this, Wang Haoming looked at the whole root carving again, but the more it looked, the more it looked more like it was carved from red sandalwood, with a purple-black tone and a deep and elegant shape.

Especially when he put the root carving to his nose and smelled it, the faint fragrance made Wang Haoming firm up his judgment. This root carving of Maitreya Buddha is not only made of red sandalwood, but also an old man of some age. object.

In fact, it's no wonder that Wang Haoming didn't notice it at the beginning, because red sandalwood is divided into two types.

That is the big-leaf red sandalwood and the small-leaf red sandalwood. The string-cut surface of the big-leaf red sandalwood is obvious and relatively wide, and the color is purple-brown. The furniture Wang Haoming saw in the Song Jun villa was all made of big-leaf red sandalwood made.

However, the wood grain on the surface of lobular red sandalwood is not obvious. The color is orange red at the beginning, and after a long time, it will become dark purple like lacquer, and the growth ring pattern can hardly be seen. It is four or five times higher than the big-leaf red sandalwood, and the number of this kind of red sandalwood is very small.

And there are very few large ones, and the ones handed down are mostly play objects. The one Wang Haoming encountered was carved from the root of the small-leaf red sandalwood.

(End of this chapter)