The story of colorful characters in the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty was hung with bottles, the ivory hollow incense in the Ming Dynasty, the green and white jade lying horse in the Hetian period, the black lacquer inlaid mother-of-pearl octagonal layer box in the Qing Dynasty, the Qianlong Manufacturing Office produced by the Qing Dynasty, and the turquoise plate holding beads in the mid-Qing Dynasty.

This is just something from the Ming and Qing dynasties, and there are also some things from the Middle Ages, namely the Tang Dynasty to the Yuan Dynasty, and the ancient times, which are several things from the Shang Dynasty to the Han Dynasty. Ancient things such as the complete set of bronze deer-shaped Xizhen, the ancient black lacquer and four-blum bronze mirror, the spear with bronze belt inscriptions in the Western Zhou Dynasty, and the high-relief chicken-heart jade pendant, the round-carved jade warding evil spirits, the flat-carved jade phoenix bird, etc. There are seven things

Eight pieces.

As for the ancient things, there are not many, only four. In addition to one jade and two porcelains, there is also a mural. You should know that murals are not easy to preserve. After all, they are picked from the wall. Unlike silk, they can be put away. The thing has been brittle after thousands of years. In addition, the pigments on it fade, and I am afraid it will be a little touch.

If you have the intention, you will be successful. Seal it as a gift from the ancestors. If you don’t throw it away as a good thing, the chances of being intact are very low.

The mural in front of her was only partial. It was probably the middle-aged woman's grandfather who only saw this thing and took it back. She passed it to her generation without knowing its value, so she threw it in a cardboard box casually.

Fortunately, it was placed on the top floor, except for a corner breaking, there was no other damage, and that corner was not lost in the box, which was finally a blessing in disgrace.

"My God, Master!" He Chong picked up the mural with heartache, with a full face of grief, "Sister, you're a waste of resources!"

"What's wrong? Is this thing very precious?" the middle-aged woman obviously didn't understand these things at all, and asked with a puzzled look, "Isn't it just a painting? My son's paintings are better than this."

"Painting?" He Chong almost cried, "This is a mural of a tomb in the Song Dynasty. Do you think the treasure is precious?" "Song Dynasty? I know, it was the Yang family general at that time?" The middle-aged woman still didn't care at all, "Little brother, since you like these old things, I will give it to you. Anyway, it's useless to keep it here, and it's a problem to leave it in your hands. Just repay me as a reward if you leave it here.

You have been kind to my family." So many things can be taken to takeout together to support a small auction of treasures. Unfortunately, middle-aged women are not interested in these things at all, and they don’t know how expensive it is. They have been put into waste and placed in underground sheds over the years. They are definitely the only one who can be self-made.

A typical example of a treasure mountain without knowing it.

Although the other party does not understand the preciousness of these things, He Chong is not the kind of bad person who is willing to pretend to be confused and take them away.

"Sister, if these things are taken out, the minimum price of 10 million is a guaranteed price." He Chong said truthfully, "And they are all old things, I think it's better to keep them yourself." "Little brother, you really know how to tell jokes." The middle-aged woman didn't believe it, "My grandfather never told me what good things are, and many of them were lost. If they were really valuable, my family wouldn't be like this now. I know to give you these broken things.

The rotten things are really unreasonable, but in this situation at my house…”

The middle-aged woman was still a little sad when she said that, looking at He Chong with anticipation, still hoping that he could accept it.

"Then it." He Chong saw that the other party didn't believe him, so he thought for a while and said, "I definitely can't take these things for nothing. How about I buy them?"

"How can you ask little brother to pay for these rags?" The middle-aged woman's head was shook like a rattle. "If you like it, give it to you. If you don't like it, I can only sell it back to the scrap collector."

"Don't collect waste." He Chong was shocked and waved his hand, "Sister, I didn't joke with you. These are really valuable old things!"

"Since it's valuable, you can accept it." The middle-aged woman smiled and said, "No matter how valuable it is, it is just a dead thing. How can you compare to your kindness to help my relatives treat their illnesses?"

In fact, what she said is right. Whether it is money or antiques, it is not brought by life or death. In fact, the most important thing for a person to live is the people around him.

But then again, although money is a bastard, it is hard to move without it.

"I want the stuff." He Chong knew that he couldn't tell the other party, but he didn't make any concessions. "But I have to buy these things for money, otherwise I won't prescribe you later!" In fact, there is no need to prescribe any subsequent prescriptions at all. What I wrote before was enough. He Chong said this just to scare the other party. After all, he is not the kind of person who likes to take advantage, let alone take advantage of this poor family. Not to mention taking advantage of this poor family.

It's OK.

"Okay, just as you said, little brother." Hearing this, the middle-aged woman hurriedly agreed, fearing that she would not prescribe the prescription, "Isn't it okay to sell it to you?"

"Give me your bank card number." He Chong didn't say much, otherwise he wouldn't know how much he would have to whine, so he simply transferred the money directly, anyway, the other party wouldn't see it.

When the middle-aged woman saw that she wanted a bank card number, she couldn't even recite it, so she asked He Chong to wait here, and she quickly went upstairs to get the bank card.

"Boss, there is no fake here, right?" Zhu Chen was still more careful and asked, "Don't you need to check it?"

"It should be no problem." He Chong said, "But it's okay to take a look, it's just right to put it back in. It's too messy."

As he said that, He Chong immediately used his God's middle finger and took it out while identifying it. The final result was nothing unexpected, all of them were genuine.

"It's okay." He Chong, who was used to seeing good things, couldn't help swallowing his throat. "When you put it back later, be careful, these things are too expensive."

"My God, are all these genuine products? How much does it cost?" Zhu Chen even shook his hands even more and almost didn't dare to agree.

The middle-aged woman took the bank card not long after. He Chong didn't say anything to her and transferred 20 million yuan, which also included the money from the Bronze Sword of the King of Yue.

Fortunately, the middle-aged woman did not have any business such as text messages reminding her. She thought that she only gave her three or five thousand yuan, but didn't ask too much, but was happy.

He Chong didn't dare to put these things back in the cardboard box so casually, and asked the middle-aged woman that she wanted a large amount of newspapers and put them back after the thick package was wrapped.

This was not over yet. He Chong did not carry it away directly, but ran to drive the car back first. The two of them carefully carried it into the trunk and fixed it before they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little brother, that prescription..." the middle-aged woman asked embarrassedly without forgetting this.

"I'll write it for you now." He Chong found a notebook and a pen from the car. He Chong wrote a nourishing prescription and said that it would take three months before he could take it. Then he drove away with Zhu Chen.

I was just trying to see the good things in the antique shop that Zhu Chen mentioned, but I didn’t expect that I would have bought so many treasures by accident after helping people cure their illness.

Although He Chong spent 20 million, if he found someone to sell it, whether it was Zhou Xian, Tong Huawei, or Bao Donghua, even if he sold it at a low price, he would at least make twice as much money.

"Boss, you said it's really strange today." The two drove towards the school. Zhu Chen suddenly said, "We just saw a fake Zhoujujian, and immediately saw a real one, which was quite coincidental!" "Yes." He Chong remembered something when he was reminded by this, "I promised the boss of the antique shop to go back and see what he treasured, and almost forgot!"
Chapter completed!