Half an hour later, everyone came back with their own results and full of expectations.
Yan Shouyi and Lin Zitong found a small teahouse and sat there to enjoy the coolness and drink tea. It happened that everyone put things on the table and asked Yan Shou to look at them one by one.
The first thing Yan Shouyi noticed were the five plates Wang Ji bought back.
The plates were dirty or not, and each plate had an ugly red koi painted on it. However, these five plates were in a set, which looked quite interesting.
"Song white porcelain five-color plate, worth thirty thousand." Yan Shouyi said casually.
Wang Jichang was surprised and said: "Thirty thousand for a set?"
"Thirty thousand apiece."
Long Feicheng suddenly became jealous: "Lao Wang is right in his bet. This set is only 150,000 yuan. He will make a fortune!"
Before Wang Ji could be happy, Yan Shouyi sighed: "It's a pity that it's a fake."
"Ah...?" Wang Jiwang's mood suddenly fell from heaven to hell. He checked the plate several times, and finally dropped one cruelly, only to confirm that it was a fake deliberately made by an antique dealer.
"Damn it, I'm going to argue with that liar!" Wang Jixiang directly picked up the kitchen knife and went out.
Everyone quickly stopped him, and Lin Zitong said: "This is how antiques are bought and sold. Once sold, they cannot be returned or exchanged. Some people find genuine items while others buy fake ones. Everyone relies on their ability to earn a living. This is the rule."
Wang Jixiang sighed. Of course he knew the rules, but he was really angry.
Yan Shouyi asked: "Did you spend a thousand yuan to buy these five plates?"
Wang Ji went to answer: "Nine hundred and ninety-nine."
"The merchant is very nice. He doesn't kill you, but leaves you a dollar to take the bus."
In the end, Yan Shouyi valued the antique Wang Ji went to at thirty yuan.
Six yuan apiece.
Wang Ji sat aside depressedly.
Next came Weng Qianxiang.
I saw him carefully taking out a red package, which was wrapped in silk. When he opened it, he found a green jade.
The jade is no more than the size of a palm. It is engraved with jade dragon patterns and has a bit of loess dust, which makes it look a bit dated.
Weng Qianxiang held it carefully, not daring to blow the dust off the jade for fear that it would lose value if he blew it.
Yan Shouyi didn't even look at it, and said: "An ancient jade jade with dragon patterns from the Han Dynasty, but you are also fake."
"Ah? It can't be done!" Weng Qianxiang said, "After I bought it for five hundred, the merchant realized it later and came out to stop him and said he wouldn't sell it. I said it was impossible, and finally gave him another five hundred.
He gave up after only 1 yuan and went back depressed."
Yan Shou's mouth twitched when he heard this.
Routines, they are all routines!
Weng Qian was even more unlucky than Wang Jichang. Wang Jichang just had a bad taste, while Weng Qianxiang was deceived and rubbed back and forth by a liar!
Yan Shouyi casually mentioned a few points, and Weng Qianxiang discovered the problem with the jade and concluded that it was a fake.
But he didn't smash it and throw it away. After all, he spent a thousand yuan to buy it back. It was good to keep it as a souvenir.
A high imitation of ancient jade from the Han Dynasty with chilong patterns, estimated at 100.
Next is Longfei City.
He awkwardly picked up a large sack and placed it on the table.
Lin Zitong asked doubtfully: "Are you going to purchase goods?"
Long Feicheng smiled confidently and said, "I know I have a bad eye, so I choose to cast a wide net!"
"Look, these Five Emperors copper coins are thirty in a bunch. I bought five of them. There must be a real copper coin in them, right?"
"There is such a big silver ingot, I bought ten pounds by the pound, just in case the bet is right!"
"There's something else here..."
Long Feicheng poured out a pile of rubbish with a roar. Yan Shou couldn't stand it for a moment, holding an ornament and asked:
"I can understand everything else. How did you manage to get rid of this bronze Ultraman?"
Long Feicheng was stunned: "Is there anything wrong with this? The merchant told me that the father of Ultra came from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. If you buy Diga, you will be fooled, because Diga is only over 400 years old and should be from the Song Dynasty.
."
Yan Shouyi: "..."
Lin Zitong: "..."
Everyone: "..."
Yan Shou pressed the switch behind Ultraman, and Ultraman's head suddenly popped open, and a small flame came out.
"People from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period were quite fashionable. I don't know whether they smoked Yuxi or Hongtashan." Yan Shouyi said.
Long Feicheng was so angry that he slapped his thigh: "Fuck, it's impossible to guard against it! This businessman's routine is too deep!"
Weng Qianxiang complained: "Brother Long, I think it's not the merchant's problem..."
After some appraisal, Yan Shouyi suggested that Long Feicheng throw all the treasures he bought into non-recyclable garbage.
All three of them were deceived, and their military morale was temporarily depressed.
Fortunately, Wei Changqing took out a few decent treasures.
An old collection of bronze movable-ring amphorae, Warring States bronzes with gold and silver hooks, bronze beast gongs from the Shang and Zhou dynasties...
With only 1,000 yuan, Wei Changqing bought six treasures, with the average price being less than 200 yuan.
In fact, Yan Shou was prepared early in the morning, but he was still taken aback.
These six treasures are all real!
According to the lowest estimate given by Yan Shouyi, the total value is over two million!
Only then did everyone remember that Wei Changqing was also a descendant of Luban, and he was one generation older than Yan Shouyi, and his vision must be far better than Yan Shouyi's.
It turns out that the boss is by my side!
There is no doubt that Wei Changqing won.
Long Feicheng rubbed his little hands and said: "Second uncle, I have been with Brother Yan for so long. I can't learn the skills taught by Lu Ban. Why don't you teach me how to hold my eyes?"
Wei Changqing was too lazy to teach, so he directly stuffed two treasures into Long Feicheng's hands: "Take them away and don't bother me."
"Okay, I just like your bad temper, Second Uncle!" Long Feicheng laughed loudly and hugged the baby tightly.
Long Feicheng prefers the feeling of getting rich overnight rather than learning skills honestly.
Weng Qianxiang and Wang Ji were filled with envy, and then suddenly realized: "Hey, why hasn't Lao Jin come back yet?"
"Yes, Lao Jin must have lost his way, right?"
Everyone waited for a while, but still didn't see Lao Jin's shadow, so they packed up their things and went out to look for him.
Soon, they found Lao Jin in a square.
I saw Lao Jin standing in front of a pile of broken stones, looking around here and there, and patting them with his hands from time to time, as if he was picking a watermelon.
"What are you doing, Lao Jin?" Long Feicheng deliberately said with a Chang'an accent.
Weng Qianxiang even shouted: "Lao Jin! What are you doing here?"
When Lao Jin raised his head, as if he saw reinforcements, he quickly called them over:
"Come on, come on, you're here just in time. This is a place for betting on stones. Someone just won a piece of jade worth three million for five hundred yuan. I was thinking about trying my luck, but I couldn't make the move.
."
Hearing this, Long Feicheng and the others also became interested. They all pretended to be sophisticated and went over to pick and choose, showing off their watermelon picking skills.
Yan Shouyi shook his head at this. As the saying goes, nine out of ten bets are lost. The skills of gambling on stones are all nonsense. What really matters is luck. Even most of the original stones are synthetic and there is no shit in them.
.
Unless...you can master some special skills.
Wei Changqing said calmly: "Go and take a look. It's just a test for you. See how much you have learned from the skills in Lu Ban's book."
Yan Shou understood the idea wholeheartedly and strode into the stone gambling den.