Chapter 157 The Master’s Work
Hey?
This is?
Li An picked up this ornament.
This is a woodcarving of a beef shape. The shape is simple and the production is quite particular.
This sculpture is quite interesting, and some of the meaning of "bowing down as a sister -in -law", which looks very positive, and gives Chen Xingsheng to meet the ceremony.
After turning so many people, this thing is that Li An feels very satisfied.
Li An took a look at it, and said to the stall owner who kept the sheep's beard: "Boss, how much is this thing."
"Oh, the young people's eyes are spicy, but this is a good thing. I don't ask you to do five dry pieces."
"Five dry ??? This thing?" Li An shook the small decoration in his hand, and said in surprise.
"Little brother, this is the Zhou Dynasty's things, of course, it is valuable." Said the stall owner.
"The Zhou Dynasty?" Li An smiled.
"I think it's from last week."
"Lady, you have to talk about evidence, but you can't talk nonsense." The stall owner was ridiculed by Li An's words.
Li An smiled, shook the woodcarving in his hand and said, "Boss, let's talk about the shape of this woodcarving first.
An allusion. We said that "Zuo Zhuan", who said the story, lived in the Warring States Period. "
"Besides, the shape of Xunzi Niu, there are historical records that they first appeared in the Qin and Han dynasties. The boss said that this woodcarving is the Zhou Dynasty.
Grade cultural relics. Do you say this is from the Zhou Dynasty? "
Li An's remarks also attracted the surrounding tourists to stop and watched. They nodded frequently and expressed their recognition.
The stall owner did not expect that Li An had a research on history, and immediately changed his mouth and said, "I have remembered it wrong, this thing is from the Qin Dynasty."
"I said the boss, you are not authentic. I really want to buy it, and you don't treat me as a fat sheep. I just think this craft is doing well. If you buy it, you will say a sincere price
"Li An started to cut the price.
In fact, the stall owner did not have the bottom of his heart. This stuff was also collected from a farmer, and it cost 50 yuan.
"The guy see you sincerely, then you take it for Erqian."
After hearing this offer, everyone around could not help shaking his head.
Li An is very patient, buying things, especially antiques, pay attention to the price of the sky, and pay the money.
"I said the boss, I said it really bought it, you still want to slaughter me, the price is two hundred. Your stuff is an old craft, the time is definitely not more than 50 years."
There are also people beside me: "Yes, now a wood carving in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China is more than 100 yuan. You have to be too dark."
Li An saw the boss's small eyes beads, and did not speak, so he put the woodcarving ornament back to the stall.
After speaking, Li An is ready to go at any time.
When the stall owner saw Li An's wanting to leave, he quickly said:
"You add something, add some, I'll give it to you."
The stall owner saw that Li An said that he was talking about it, and the echo of the people around him.
"That's three hundred yuan, no more." Li An gave his own psychological price.
"Okay, let's get it, count it." I said in annoyance.
However, he was ecstatic inside, and suddenly made 2 hundred and fifty.
"Boss, give you money." Li An took out 300 yuan and handed it to the stall owner.
The stall owner took the money, and each one looked at the watermark with the sun, confirmed that it was not a fake money, and then put it in his arms.
"Find me a box to wrap it up, and find a good look at the box." Li An said.
"Okay, no problem."
The boss took out a simple box from the side, and found a red cloth package and put it in.
After Li An got it, he took it out and played it.
Not to mention that after a packaging of the stall owner, the woodcarving looks a little antique in it.
"His ~ Is this?" A passing middle -aged man suddenly saw the woodcarving in Li An's hand stopped.
"Little brother, can the woodcarving in your hand show me?" Middle -aged man said politely.
Li An turned his head to look at the middle -aged man, about fifty years old, and his forehead hair was sparse. He was neatly combed into his back. Although the clothes were very ordinary, there was a kind of temperament of teaching and educating people at that time.
Looking at him like a teacher.
Li An saw that the middle -aged man didn't seem to be a bad guy, so he put the woodcarving in his hands.
"Look."
The middle -aged man took out a pair of glasses from his pocket and put on the wood carving carefully, and began to look at it repeatedly.
He looked very carefully, and sighed in his mouth.
"Unexpectedly, he can still find his work in the boundary of Linjiang. His woodcarving works are unique in charm, fine and realistic. Someone will mistake him to polish him."
After the middle -aged people appreciated for a while, they looked at Li An and said, "Little brother, I have 10,000 yuan, you can give me this thing."
"10,000!" Li An and the stall owner next to them were shocked.
Li An looked at the woodcarving in the hands of middle -aged people in surprise, and said in surprise: "This thing is really an antique?"
"Yes, I repeatedly studied it just now. This woodcarving was from the hands of the sculptures of the Ming Dynasty." Middle -aged people did not conceal the truth.
The people surrounding the surrounding people couldn't help but envy. I didn't expect that the young man could pick up a big leak.
"Thank you for notifying, but sir, I bought it to give people, and I was not ready to make a shot." Li An said politely.
The middle -aged man thought Li An felt the price was low, and quickly said, "Little guy, the price is good, how much do you want."
Li An shook his head and said slightly, "I'm really sorry, I really give it up."
"Is this so unfortunate." "The middle -aged man was full of regrets in his eyes, but it was not forced,
He reluctantly returned the woodcarving to Li An, and couldn't help telling: "Then you must tell the people you send, to maintain it well.
"I will." Li An nodded and carefully put the woodcarving into the box.
At this time, the owner of the chicken was already asleep, and looked at the conversation between the two, and repeatedly echoed the voice of the middle -aged man in his mind.
"10,000, 10,000 ..."
Watching Li An and the middle -aged man gone away, the stall owner returned to God, watching the 300 yuan in his hands, as if he had said how much he had made.
"Get it over fifty, sell three hundred, just two hundred and five. Hehe, what's so special about two hundred and five."
Chapter completed!