Reborn My 1993

Chapter 732 Cat Ear Antique Market

"This female doll speaks quite nicely, hum!"

Huang Zhong took back the rubber shoes, sat on the ground and put them on, not minding the dirt and ashes on the ground at all!
This Huang Zhong's performance was really weird, and everyone on the scene was taken aback.

People with great abilities have strange tempers.

Zhang Yiming explained for Huang Zhong in his heart, otherwise he really didn't know how to communicate with Huang Zhong next.

"Old Huang, have you seen any clues?"

Zhang Yiming considered his tone, and then asked.

"Do you think it's as simple as eating and drinking water? Young people, not calm enough, impetuous, hard to become a master."

Zhang Yiming was stunned.

This Huang Zhong is really a great talent in the antique circle?
But yes, this demeanor and tone are all old fashioned.

"Then Huang Lao thinks, when will the result come out?"

Zhang Yiming suppressed his temper.

"Is there any white wine? I'll talk after I drink two cups."

Uh.

Black lines appeared on Zhang Yiming's forehead.

At this moment, why do you want to drink liquor?

If it weren't for the person introduced by Liu Jinminzi, or the great power in the antique circle, Zhang Yiming really wanted to kick him out.

"There are in the shed, but it's loose white and powerful, I don't know."

A worker whispered.

"The bigger the strength, the better, bring it to me."

The worker glanced at Zhao Xu and saw Zhao Xu nodding. Then he went to the work shed and took out a plastic pot and a wine glass.

Huang Zhong didn't say a word, took it and poured himself a cup, drank it up in one gulp, and then smacked his lips.

"Fake wine."

Uh!
Zhang Yiming and everyone present felt a little itchy.

"I'll go down again. This female doll should stand far away. The newly opened pit is full of humidity and yin, which is not good for the female doll."

After finishing speaking, Huang Zhong didn't care what everyone was thinking, and went down the ladder again.

Sun Cheng was only worried about Fan Zhisheng, and when he heard Huang Zhong's words, regardless of whether it was true or not, he insisted on pulling Fan Zhisheng away from the big pit.

"Yiming, can this old man really see the way?"

After what happened just now, Zhao Xuxue became smarter. He pulled Zhang Yiming and asked by ear.

"Wait and see!"

Zhang Yiming didn't know what to do, anyway, if he didn't know the way to go, he just called the Cultural Relics Bureau and forgot.

But this time, Huang Zhong's movements were quick, and he climbed up within half an hour after going down.

Zhang Yiming looked at Huang Zhong, waiting for Huang Zhong to speak.

In case I asked something wrong, the other party would label me as young and arrogant.

"The things below are indeed from the Song, Ming and Qing dynasties, including colored porcelain and famille rose."

Huang Zhong patted the mud on his hands, and said in a low voice.

"Old Huang, how could it be three dynasties?"

Although Zhang Yiming didn't understand the rules of the tomb, the things buried with him should not be like this, and there was no gold, silver and jewelry, no coffin, just a pile of bottles and jars.

"If you don't believe me, go find someone else."

After finishing speaking, Huang Zhong rattled the handbag, making a gesture to leave.

"Old Huang, it's not that I don't believe you. I don't understand. You are always an expert. Can you popularize it for us laymen so that we all understand it?"

It's really an old antique.

Zhang Yiming grabbed Huang Zhong's arm, and his tone was so polite that it made him numb.

"Humph!"

Huang Zhong's face was very smelly, but fortunately he didn't leave, but threw the handbag directly on the ground.

Zhao Xu had a special wink this time, and immediately asked the worker to pour him a glass of cool white and began to come over.

Huang Zhong drank the water before speaking.

After hearing Huang Zhong finished speaking, Zhang Yiming blinked his eyes.

"You mean we can handle these things ourselves?"

According to Huang Zhong, this is not a tomb at all, but someone specially buried these porcelain here, which is not considered national property.

Zhang Yiming felt relieved at first, but felt that it was impossible.

"Old Huang, don't be angry. Let me ask again. Then we still need to report to the cultural relics bureau. If we don't report, is it a violation of the law?"

It would be fine if these things are really as Huang Zhong said, but what if they are not?

Whether he is in business or in life, he has always been law-abiding.

You will never do anything that breaks the law.

"Ask Lao Fang from the Bureau of Cultural Relics, will he listen to what I, Huang Zhong, say?"

After speaking, Huang Zhong left with his things.

Just as Zhang Yiming wanted to stop him again, Huang Zhong swung his handbag over to block Zhang Yiming's hand.

"If you want to deal with it, go to the cat's ear antique market and find Liu Jin."

With a clatter, Huang Zhong pushed open the big iron gate and left.

"Yiming, this old man is talking all over the place, can what he said count?"

Sun Cheng immediately came forward.

Zhao Xu also looked uncertain.

"I don't think the old man is an ordinary person. Why don't you call and ask, and ask the old Fang from the cultural relics bureau he mentioned."

After sitting down and resting for a while, Fan Zhisheng's complexion improved a bit.

She had a good impression of Huang Zhong.

Zhang Yiming thinks about it too.

He first called the Cultural Relics Bureau and asked if there was any leader with the surname Fang in their bureau. The Cultural Relics Bureau replied that only their director was surnamed Fang.

Zhang Yiming immediately wanted to transfer Director Fang's call, but the people over there naturally refused. Zhang Yiming tried to report Huang Zhong's name, and the other party transferred the call for him.

Zhang Yiming told Director Fang about the situation here and Huang Zhong's words. Director Fang's answer was the same as Huang Zhong's. Zhang Yiming can handle these things by himself.

Zhang Yiming was completely relieved.

However, regardless of the value of these porcelains, they are all antiques. Zhang Yiming asked Zhao Xu to find some extra people. Instead of digging directly with shovels and picks like before, he learned from Huang Zhong to carefully clean out the things in the soil. .

The cleanup continued for two days.

Because of this, Zhang Yiming postponed his trip until all the contents of the pit were dug out.

Zhao Xu counted it himself, and found a total of [-] items, almost half of which were intact.

Thinking of what Huang Zhong said before, Zhang Yiming picked out a pair of relatively good bowls from these things, and went to the cat's ear antique market with Sun Cheng.

"Hey, this is a blue and white butterfly bowl. Although it is not an official kiln, the color is good. Where did you get it?"

Liu Jin is a celebrity in the cat's ear antique market, so he found it by just asking around.

After Zhang Yiming gave Liu Jin the pair of bowls he brought, Liu Jin looked inside and out several times, and then looked up at Zhang Yiming.

Liu Jin's appearance is not very good, even a bit of a bum, and when he speaks, his two big dies are particularly eye-catching.

"Don't ask where it came from, how much can this pair of butterfly bowls sell for?"

Although Zhang Yiming already knew Huang Zhong's identity, and Liu Jin was introduced by Huang Zhong, Zhang Yiming did not directly report Huang Zhong's name.

"The quality of this pair of bowls is not bad, but the price of things from private kilns is definitely not as high as that of official kilns. This pair of bowls, this number!"

Liu Jin stretched out five fingers.

"Five thousand?"

Zhang Yiming knew that the collection value of blue and white porcelain was very high, so he directly interpreted these five fingers as five thousand.

"Little brother, are you stealing money? You think this is the emerald of the night pearl, a pair of bowls, 500 yuan."

Liu Jin pursed his lips.

"Five hundred? Then I'll ask other families!"

Zhang Yiming put away the bowl and was about to leave.

"Come on, little brother, it's a business. You come and go. How about this? I'll add another number to you, six hundred, how about it? No one in the whole cat ear antique market can offer me this price."

Zhang Yiming glanced at Liu Jin, opened the curtain and went out the door.

(End of this chapter)