Chapter 535 Xu Family Heirloom, Confucius' Handwritten Book

"Master Ning, I am Xu Yue, the person in charge of this antique city. I want to talk to you about some things, but I wonder if Fang is inconvenient?"

“My office is upstairs, or if you choose a place, we can go to a quieter place.”

Xu Yue was very humble and made a gesture.

Ning Fan found it a little funny.

I don’t know how to eat people, so why are I so afraid of doing?

But he wouldn't ask, but just pointed to the rest area where he was sitting just now.

“Just here.”

"Okay! It's here."

Xu Yue looked at the surrounding environment a few times, but didn't dare to say anything, so he asked Ning Fan to sit down and speak slowly.

It turns out that although this antique city is an official building, it has long been privately owned, and all stalls are rented and accepted, and the things sold inside are beginning to be of varying quality.

"In the early years we had official appraisers here to curb their selling of counterfeit goods."

Xu Yue looked a little ashamed when he said this.

"You also know that the official salary is a dead salary, so the appraisers go out to pick up extra money to help others see things."

"It was nothing, but some appraisers thought that work affected the extra money and deliberately had problems at work, cheated the buyer and had several scandals."

"If the reputation of the antique city falls, the business will be bleak."

"Those old-fashioned appraisers simply retired from illness, and those who resigned left only an empty stall here."

"From that time, the antique city's business began to decline."

"Later, here is completely marketized and mixed with fish and dragons, and the grand scene of the past is gone."

Ning Fan kept listening silently.

He had already guessed what Xu Yue was looking for him.

"Want to clear the darkness here?"

"yes."

Xu Yue sighed and said honestly.

"I just want to do something, but now it is a stagnant pool of water and I can't survive at all."

"Instead of doing this, it's better to be bigger and just do something to come out."

After Xu Yue finished speaking, Ning Fan looked over and said calmly.

"Then why should we help? This is absolutely unnecessary for us."

Ning Fan said it was very calm.

Xu Yue also knew that Ning Fan was right.

It's their antique city, and it has nothing to do with Ning Fan.

Now if you want to ask Ning Fan for help, it is impossible not to pay the price.

In the live broadcast room, there are some friends who don’t understand the reason.

"Isn't this a mutual reputation? How could he not agree?"

There are also people in the live broadcast room that think this way.

"Master Ning helped promote the anti-counterfeiting campaign in this antique city, and the people in the antique city have also gained a good reputation. Isn't that good?"

"Didn't you ever experience society when you say this?"

The stubborn Lord of Tiandu sneered and shook his head.

"Once one time, the antique business was bad, it became bad, and no one would come to you later."

"After all, this is not a pancake at your doorstep. One only costs a few dollars, and it is worth tens of billions of real money. It's fake! Why do others believe that there will be real things behind your house?"

"Other businesses can run away from monks and temples, but in the cultural relics industry, you can make a lot of money by making a bad conscience once."

"The key is that there is no way for the people behind you to cause trouble. The black and white text is written with antique crafts, which means avoiding inspection."

"But as long as you sign, there is no way even if the gods come. Even if you buy antique crafts at a high price, it is impossible for you to get the money back."

"You think this is a good thing, so why do you ask first how fake things you did."

The stubborn master of Tiandu is the old stubborn master. He has guessed 90% of what Xu Yue said.

If I hadn't done irreversible things, I would definitely not have done this.

"Tell me?"

"Yes! We believe what the stubborn friend said this day!"

"Is there any news? I'll search and read it!"

The friends all urged Xu Yue to tell the truth quickly.

"Since that's the case, I won't hide it."

Xu Yue had no way out and was silent for a few seconds.

"At that time, the country allowed the sale of cultural relics to exchange foreign exchange for a period of time, which was a good thing."

"But the appraiser of the Antique City at that time insisted on saying that the treasured antiques were ordinary products and refused to buy them, and then bought them privately."

"No one discovered this at that time, but it was exposed after an accident."

Xu Yue wanted to laugh when he said this.

"That was a Qianlong pastel six baby pen holder. The glaze on it was improperly preserved and fell off a little. The experts in the store said that this was a counterfeit fired in the late Qing Dynasty. The glaze was not good and only 3,000 yuan was given.

price."

"But after taking it, I sold it to another local collector for 1.8 million."

"If the two of them don't know each other, maybe it's okay. Unexpectedly, the two of them not only know each other, but also are very familiar. As soon as the thing is revealed, the problem will be discovered immediately."

The friends in the live broadcast room were stunned for a moment, not understanding how they discovered it.

"Isn't there only one cultural relics? Can you say that it's yours? It's yours?"

"That's right, but some things are too recognizable and can naturally be recognized."

"For example, the improper pastel on the pen holder they bought and sold was actually deducted by the seller with a ballpoint pen when he was a child, leaving the mark of the ballpoint pen on it."

"At that time, his family beat him so hard that he couldn't get into bed for three days. How could he forget this?"

"I recognized it at first sight."

"Later, this incident caused cultural relics... It was wrong. At that time, it was still in the units under the supply and marketing cooperative, so there was a subsequent restructuring and dismissal."

"Now, this group of people are consultants, those who open private stores, and those who work as professors, and those who work as professors, leaving a mess here."

"Haha! I'm gonna!"

Xu Yue didn't care about the lack of image in the live broadcast room and spitted hard.

"What's the point?"

My friends are watching the fun, but they don’t care about this matter.

After all, things are not theirs.

Selling fake cultural relics or cheating people has nothing to do with them, and it is difficult to have empathy.

They just want to know what the price this antique city wants to pay if they want to ask Master Ning to take action.

"We are willing to give a rare cultural relic!"

Xu He's gritted teeth and felt sore expression, it didn't seem like he wanted to give something, but it seemed like he wanted to cut off a few kilograms of meat from him.

"I'd love to cut my flesh!"

Xu Yue smiled bitterly.

"I didn't want to give this thing out, it's our Xu family heirloom."

"If it weren't for the purpose of achieving this long-cherished wish, it would be something that would have been treasured for the rest of your life."

Friends were interested when they heard this.

It must be regarded as a family heirloom and is so valued by the head of the antique city. This thing must be not simple.

"How to say it? What is a good thing?"

"Confucius's handwritten letter."

Xu Yue spoke slowly, and his body suddenly had an unparalleled aura, and he became taller.

In the live broadcast room, the friends were surprised.

What did they hear?

"Confucius's handwritten letter?"

Is this thing really something that can be passed down?
Chapter completed!