A bottle of Xifeng costs more than 200 yuan, which is already considered a good wine.
The store had just opened and there were no customers in the store. The old man was sitting at the counter smoking a cigarette pipe.
The wine was placed on the table, but the old man didn't even look at it. His eyes were only fixed on the handle of the knife exposed from the cloth bag.
"Master Cabinet! Palm Eye!" Li Yuanxing used the tone of joking with the old lady again on weekday evenings. In fact, in this antique market, whoever sees the old lady disrespectfully calling "Master Cabinet" is the one with the eye.
God, there is nothing that this old man cannot understand.
The old man behind the counter knocked the cigarette bag on the edge of the table a few times, then stretched out his left hand: "Bring it here!"
"The real Tang Dao!" Li Yuanxing still has great respect for the cabinet master, because the cabinet master is a man of great ability. He went to the battlefield with Li Yuanxing's grandfather decades ago, and later moved to Beijing. In the past few years,
I returned to my hometown when I was old and was attracted by Li Yuanxing, a black shop, so I made this place my home.
"A bit discerning, Tang Dynasty Hengdao. What a pity, what a pity!" The cabinet man cried, touching the blade while crying: "It was not preserved well, the blade is injured, it is injured!"
Li Yuanxing was shocked. If this old man had any good intentions, his grandfather wouldn't have jumped out of the tomb and slapped himself.
"Master Cabinet, Master Cabinet. This is just a sample. There are two good ones. They are really good ones."
"Seriously!" The cabinet master's eyes changed, and there was a hint of murderous intent. Although that aura couldn't compare with a ruthless person like Qin Qiong, it still frightened Li Yuanxing.
Li Yuanxing's mind was racing and he immediately came up with an idea: "There are two more, one of which the other party said has an origin. It is said that during the Xuanwu Gate incident..." When he said this, Li Yuanxing hesitated.
I'm thinking about getting a high-end one from Li Er or Qin Qiong after returning to the Tang Dynasty, rather than one for ordinary soldiers.
"Say!" the cabinet master shouted, and then pointed at the door. Wang Wu immediately trotted over and closed the door.
"During the Xuanwu Sect, Qin Qiong carried a knife with Li Yuanji's blood on it. The knife was extremely well preserved!" Li Yuanxing said that the cabinet master's eyes were confused and absent-minded. Li Yuanxing continued: "
Mr. Cabinet, can you get a good price for that knife?"
Snapped!
A loud slap hit Li Yuanxing's face: "Prodigal son, you bastard."
The cabinet master picked up the Tang Dao and was about to kill Li Yuanxing, but the other three were frightened. Before the three could stop him, the cabinet master put down the knife, then picked up a bottle of wine worth 300 yuan a bottle and started using it.
He wanted to hit Li Yuanxing on the head, but also cursed: "It's not good to hurt someone with a knife!"
After finally persuading the cabinet master, Li Yuanxing pretended to be pitiful: "Customer master, you always know that Xiaoqi's injury needs to be treated, otherwise I will not be at ease for the rest of my life if I don't end up crippled."
"Follow me! Money is nothing!" the cabinet master was angry.
Wang Wu got into the car again, and this time he took the five people directly to the Provincial Museum. The cabinet master held the long knife in both hands, his face was heavy, and none of the four young people dared to say more than a word.
"Go find the curator!" After getting off the car, the cabinet master finally spoke, and his downcast face became a little slack. The boy immediately ran to the doorman.
Wang Wu didn't know where the Provincial Museum's office area was, so the parking lot they chose was for visitors.
As soon as the guard heard Xiaohou's words, he went to find the curator. When he was about to drive people away, he saw an old man walking towards us holding a long knife. The old man's aura was definitely that of a big shot. The guard had seen thousands of people.
Wan, who still has this bit of vision, immediately picked up a pen and paper: "Please tell me the reason so I can report it to the superior!"
"Tell Chang Hong to arrange for people to prepare the appraisal and prepare tea. The old man's surname is Li!"
The cabinet master spoke, and the doorman didn't dare to hesitate and immediately called the internal phone. Director Chang, who had just sat down in the office and picked up the newspaper, heard the secretary's report, threw the newspaper on the ground, walked out hurriedly, and said to the secretary:
"Immediately ask Section Chief Zhang to arrange an appraisal room, open a small reception room, and bring out my collection of good tea. Hurry."
The secretary was stunned for a moment, Director Chang had already left.
Director Chang, who walked to the door, turned around and shouted again: "Hurry, hurry, be good!"
The secretary quickly set off.
The guard didn't receive a reply, and it was difficult to urge him. He just told the cabinet master that someone had already gone to see the curator.
After a while, a fat man rushed out of the room panting. He didn't care about everyone's surprised looks, and bowed deeply in front of the cabinet master: "Chang Hong came out too slowly, and he is neglecting his mentor!"
His attitude was so respectful that the people around him changed their looks from surprise to praise.
Those who can come to the museum early in the morning are mostly people with profound culture and accomplishment.
"Tang Heng Dao!" The cabinet master handed the knife over. Chang Hong took it with respectful hands and only glanced at it: "If it is true, it will be more reliable if it is authenticated again!"
"Let's go!" The cabinet master was still cold.
At this time, the cabinet master made Li Yuanxing and others dumbfounded. Is this the same old cabinet master who could joke around and laugh out loud? The director of a provincial museum came to greet him in person and addressed him respectfully.
Teacher, what did this old man do in Beijing before? It seems that he will no longer dare to be called Laohuazi, but will be called Cabinet Master!
"Several brothers are also invited!" Director Chang said with a smile after learning that Li Yuanxing and the cabinet master came together.
The results of the appraisal made the people in the museum go crazy. Such a well-preserved Tang Dao can definitely be classified as a cultural relic.
But at this time, the cabinet master said: "Sell it, sell it for a good price. My grandson needs money, and he needs money to collect another one!"
"Another one?" When Chang Hong first heard that he was going to sell it, he planned to persuade his teacher. How could such a thing be sold so easily? But the teacher's patriotism and love for cultural relics are famous in the ancient Yuan world across the country.
But when he heard the other one, Chang Hong felt uneasy.
The cabinet master said calmly: "Xingwawa is my grandson, and I believe what he says. The other one, used during the Qin Qiong Xuanwu Sect incident, belongs to you! The rest will be cleared by my grandson!"
After being cleared up, Li Yuanxing praised the cabinet master for his cleverness in his heart.
The broken Tang Dao was sold as soon as it was sold, but the one used by Qin Qiong during the Xuanwu Gate Incident was a cultural relic. Dedicating it to the museum was the safest way, and with the help of Director Chang in the future, the more I thought about it, the better it became.
At that moment, Li Yuanxing opened his backpack again.
The cabinet master and Chang Hong are both experts among experts. They are not brick-and-mortar experts, they are real experts. They can tell at a glance that this is an ancient object. Especially that piece of lacquerware, which was not available to those with money during the Tang Dynasty.
Yes, that is the utensil of a true noble.
"This must be mine!" Chang Hong stared at the wooden bowl.