Antique Dealer

Chapter 271 Unreasonable
"Don't pull me, I won't go back with you!" Uncle Jiang shrank back, for his own benefit and disappointment with his family, he finally wanted to resist.

The young man couldn't help being stunned. If it was the past, the old man would definitely go back obediently, but today the sun came out from the west. Who gave the old man the courage?

Thinking of this, the young man couldn't help but look at the jade in Uncle Jiang's hand, with a flash of greed in his eyes, he laughed and said: "Grandpa, come back with me, your legs and feet are not good, if you accidentally fall outside , what can I do then!"

Uncle Jiang has a tough attitude: "I will die or live from now on, and you don't have to worry about it."

The young man immediately said: "Hey, what are you talking about! You are my grandfather, I don't care about you, who cares about you!"

Uncle Jiang sneered and said: "That's really nice. Have you ever taken care of me? Last time I fell at home and called you, did any of you come back to see me? In the end, I called my neighbor for help. That Now, why don't you say such things!"

Speaking of this, he waved his hand: "You should do whatever you want, don't be hypocritical here!"

Seeing his grandfather's tough attitude, the young man felt that it was something from his grandfather's hands, which gave him confidence: "You have no conscience in what you said. I was out of town at the time, and I couldn't come back even if I wanted to. Didn't I go back to the hospital later?" Take care of you for two days? As for my brother not coming back, he really has no conscience, so I can't blame me!"

The young man grabbed Uncle Jiang's arm again: "Okay, don't quarrel with me here, let's go home and talk about it, okay?"

Uncle Jiang had an idea, and hurriedly put the things in his hand in front of Fang Hao: "Okay, I'll go back with you, Boss Fang, I've sold you both of these things, just transfer the money to my bank card. "

"Hey! These two things are left by my father, how can you sell them so casually!" Seeing that they are still worth it, the young man hurriedly called out, reaching out his hand to grab the things on the table.

It's just that Fang Hao has quick eyesight and quick hands, and took the things first.

The young man suddenly became anxious, pointed at Fang Hao and shouted: "Give me back the things!"

Uncle Jiang knew about his grandson's wolfish ambitions, so he tried it out, and immediately scolded: "You bastard, when did these two things become left by your father!"

"My dad told me this before he left!" the young man said solemnly.

"Bah! Shame on you!" Uncle Jiang pointed at his grandson, trembling with anger.

The young man was very emotional: "Why, if my father is gone, we can die without any evidence, right?"

Tang Mingshan couldn't stand it anymore: "Then who can prove that you are not talking nonsense?"

The young man looked at Tang Mingshan fiercely: "Who are you, is there a place for you to talk here?"

"Here are all my friends, they fight for me, what's the problem!" Since Uncle Jiang has decided to break with his grandson, he is ready to carry it to the end.

"Hey!"

The young man was very angry and wanted to be tough, but when he found that Fang Hao and others were staring at him, he was immediately frightened. He rolled his eyes, and immediately had a new idea, and said sincerely: "Grandpa, I know I used to annoy you a lot, but I really only did it for your own good."

"Do you think I'm a fool?" Uncle Jiang was amused by these words: "Where did all the gold ornaments left by your grandma go?"

The young man let out a long sigh: "Ask yourself, do you sometimes spend money lavishly? Back then when you bought health care products, you were cheated out of thousands of dollars. We keep the things away to prevent you from being scammed again."

Uncle Jiang sneered and said, "You say this in front of your neighbors, and see how many people believe it!"

When the young man saw that the old man refused to eat, his tone became tough again: "Look, you are so stubborn when you are old, if you want to sell it, then sell it, but you are only allowed to sell one, and I will take the other back! "

Tang Mingshan looked at the shameless face of the young man, and was furious: "Why are you so shameless!"

The young man glared at Tang Mingshan fiercely: "Don't point fingers at our family's affairs!"

Speaking of this, he stared at Uncle Jiang again: "Grandpa, I'm also trying to persuade you. If I really want to disregard my family affection, I will sell the house when I turn around, and you will have nowhere to live."

Here, Uncle Jiang and his wife transferred the house to their son in the early years. Later, before the son died, he made a will, and the house could only be sold after Uncle Jiang left.Otherwise, based on the virtues of Uncle Jiang's two grandsons, he would have been displaced long ago.

With Uncle Jiang's grandson's bastard behavior, it is really possible to say and do it. Although everyone is disgusted, it is not easy to fight for Uncle Jiang. They are happy, what will Uncle Jiang do in the future?
Uncle Jiang was very sad and resented that he was too soft-tempered. He should not have listened to his wife and transferred the house to his son.

"Old man, have you decided which one you want to sell?" Fang Hao took the initiative to help Uncle Jiang make a decision. After all, Uncle Jiang is very old and has no money, it is best to give in.Moreover, Uncle Jiang still has to face his grandson, and when everyone is gone, who knows what will happen.

"no!"

The young man objected again: "We don't know what is valuable or not. If you return the item to us, we will find a place to sell it ourselves!"

"Get out!" Uncle Jiang finally broke out.

The young man froze for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Grandpa, don't get excited. What I mean is, we should shop around."

Uncle Jiang blew his beard and stared: "Who doesn't know what's on your mind, if I want to sell it here, I'll sell it here!"

"Everything is up to you."

In the end, he was afraid of being bullied, and he didn't dare to force himself in the face of the tough Uncle Jiang, with Fang Hao and others watching.

Fang Hao said: "Well, you write an agreement and choose one of these two things. From now on, you can't cause trouble for us and Mr. Jiang because of this matter."

"Yes, you must write an agreement, otherwise I will not agree to you!"

Uncle Jiang also realized that if there was no paper agreement, this bastard would probably come here to make trouble afterwards.

The young man took a deep look at Fang Hao, the situation was stronger than others, no matter how much he wanted to reject this proposal, he had no choice but to agree, cursing angrily in his heart: "You old man, when you go back, let's see how I deal with you !"

Fang Hao put the things on the table again: "You choose."

The young man really wanted to go up and grab the things and run, but Fang Hao had already guarded against him, keeping an eye on him and warning him not to approach the table, so he had to watch from a distance.

"Which one should I choose?"

The young man's eyes swiveled between the jade bi and the ink cake. In his heart, he felt that the jade bi was more valuable, but if the ink cake was worth more, he would be very upset if he lost the money.

He looked at Fang Hao and Uncle Jiang again, trying to judge which one was worth from their expressions, but both of them were expressionless, and Uncle Jiang was still angry, so nothing could be seen.

When he was struggling in his mind, he suddenly noticed that the old lady Guo Xinlan who was sitting next to him with a tense expression, had an idea, secretly noticed the expression of the old lady from the corner of his eyes, and pointed to the ink cake at the same time, seeing the expression of the old lady suddenly become tense.

The old lady is also educated and knows that some ancient inks are also very valuable. The key point is that she trusts Fang Hao more. If the ink cakes are not valuable, Fang Hao will probably persuade Uncle Jiang not to quarrel with his grandson.

It's just that she didn't expect that Uncle Jiang's grandson would have a panoramic view of her reaction.

The young man was overjoyed, and was about to choose the ink cake, but suddenly noticed that Fang Hao's expression suddenly relaxed a little, and a faint arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Damn, I was almost taken into a ditch by this dead old woman!"

Seeing this scene, the young man immediately thought that the old lady was deliberately misleading him. Fortunately, he had strong observation skills, otherwise he would have been fooled by the dead old woman.

So, he moved his hand to the side: "I choose this piece of jade."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Hao's eyes widened a little, looking surprised: "Are you sure you want to choose this jade bi?"

"Of course, I will choose it!"

"Are you sure you don't regret it?"

"What are you talking about, I'm sure I won't change my mind again!" The young man sneered in his heart, "If you want to use such tricks to make me change my mind, you're too young!"

Fang Hao didn't say anything else, and asked Li Xinli to sign and print out two agreements for the young people to sign.

Seeing that Fang Hao didn't say anything the whole time, the young man thought that Fang Hao was depressed because he made the right choice, and he felt even more proud in his heart. He picked up the pen and signed the agreement.

There were two copies of the agreement. Fang Hao put away one and looked at the signature on it: "Your name is Jiang Daode?"

"What's the problem?" Of course, Jiang Daode could see the sarcasm in Fang Hao's tone. In fact, he didn't like the name either. It was just that when his father was alive, he refused to change it. After his father passed away, he asked. He found it very troublesome to change the name, so he changed it lazily.

Fang Hao pushed the jade bi to Jiang Daode: "Take the things, remember to keep them safe."

"Don't worry about it."

Jiang Daode snatched the jade bi and held it tightly in his heart. He was in a particularly happy mood and couldn't help asking: "Boss Fang, I wonder how much this piece of jade is worth?"

"I don't even want to give it to me for nothing."

This sentence is Fang Hao's true thought. In the end, he is not rare at all for such a jade. If he had sympathized with Uncle Jiang before and bought it for one thousand and then sold it, it would probably be around one thousand.

Jiang Daode laughed and said, "It's a pity that I won't give it to you for nothing!"

"Why are you still here?" Uncle Jiang looked at his happy grandson, feeling aggrieved and wanting to cry.

Jiang Daode originally wanted to ask about the price of the ink cake, but when he saw Uncle Jiang's appearance, he didn't want to be annoying here, so he touched his nose: "I'll go first."

After the person left, Uncle Jiang closed his eyes and sighed, "What evil did I do in my previous life!"

The old lady persuaded him, "Lao Jiang, don't be sad if you're already like this. You'd better think of a way and go to a nursing home."

Uncle Jiang said with a wry smile: "I only have so much money every month, how can I enter a nursing home!"

He used to collect junk, but because of one incident, he hated his boss, so he resigned and quit. After he came out, he has been running a small business without paying social security. He was counting on his son to provide for the elderly, but he didn't expect the white-haired man to give the black-haired man.

"This ink cake is worth 60 yuan."

Fang Hao's words made Uncle Jiang stunned, and it took him a while to realize that he had heard it wrong: "How much did you say?"

Fang Hao nodded slightly: "You heard me right, it is indeed worth 60."

"No way!" Uncle Jiang still had an incredulous expression on his face.

Tang Mingshan and Hu Jue were also very surprised, Tang Mingshan asked quickly: "Boss, what kind of ink is this?"

Fang Hao signaled: "You take a closer look first, and I'll talk about it later."

The two hurriedly observed it carefully, and saw that the ink was round in shape, like a tile, with a concave disc in the center of both sides, thick and simple.One side is decorated with four-clawed dragon patterns, one side is engraved with "Jing Zhimo" in the middle of the seal script, and the four sides are embossed with chilong patterns, and the side has the two characters "Jiajing" in regular script.

The lower end of this ink has been ground, and there are no pores from the ground. The raw material is fine, the texture is meticulous, and the ink mold is finely carved. From this, it can be seen that it is a famous ink.

When the two of them had seen it almost, Fang Hao said first, "Do you know the key points of Gu Mo's appraisal?"

Both expressed their understanding, so Fang Hao asked them to express their views.

The two complemented each other, and both believed that the texture of the lacquered ink coat was obvious. The older it was, the thicker the lacquer leather appeared, and there were snake-skin-like tortoise cracks, which also looked like pieces of ancient porcelain, so it was undoubtedly genuine.

Fang Hao said with a smile: "It's very good, do you know who the author is?"

Both of them shook their heads to express their incomprehension.

Fang Hao didn't hold back, and said bluntly: "Although this sutra-making ink has no name, but from the perspective of craftsmanship and other aspects, it should be Wang Zhongshan's work."

Tang Mingshan quickly took out his mobile phone, checked the information on the Internet, and found that Wang Zhongshan was active in the Jiajing period, one of the main founders of the Xiuning School, and an important inventor of "Jiji ink". It is recorded in "Eight Notes" that there are many styles of its ink products, but it is a pity that there is no ink spectrum handed down from generation to generation.

Fang Hao continued: "The reason why I judge this way is mainly based on the shape of the ink surface. This ink has been processed by scraping and grinding on lacquered clothes. The method is 'to learn with a file, rub with horsetail, then use a wax broom, moisten with lacquer, and strike it. With fragrant medicine, its moisture is about to drip, and its light can be learned'..."

Fang Hao talked eloquently and explained the preciousness of this ink cake. After talking too much, he was a little thirsty, drank a few sips of tea, and then said to Uncle Jiang: "Master, I think this piece of ink is very important." Precious, I wonder if you would like to transfer it to me?"

"Yes, I am very willing!" Uncle Jiang nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice.

"Okay, give me your bank card, and I'll transfer the money to you."

"it is good!"

Uncle Jiang took out his bank card from his pocket, his hands trembling slightly.

Fang Hao took the bank card and asked Li Xinli to transfer the money to Uncle Jiang. At the same time, he also brought the corresponding documents and asked Uncle Jiang to sign, sympathy is all sympathy, and there must be no less documents that should be signed.

The old lady was happy for Uncle Jiang: "Old Jiang, you can go to the nursing home now."

"It's all thanks to Boss Fang." Uncle Jiang was very excited, and the corners of his eyes were slightly moist.

Fang Hao said modestly: "Old man, don't say that, I just did some things that are part of my job. And to tell you the truth, I didn't lose money."

"Boss Fang, I'm also someone who has experienced it. There are only a handful of people who can do what you do!" Uncle Jiang gave Fang Hao a thumbs up.

At this time, Li Xinli told Fang Hao that the money should have arrived in Uncle Jiang's bank account.

Uncle Jiang was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear, and kept thanking Fang Hao.

When Uncle Jiang calmed down a bit, Fang Hao asked him if he still had any old things at home. The reason why he still asked this question was mainly to help Uncle Jiang think about it.

Now the nursing homes in the capital can guarantee a certain quality of life. More than 3000 a month is definitely needed. Calculated at 60 a year, 12 can only be used for [-] years, and this does not include the factor of rising expenses in nursing homes.

If Uncle Jiang had no underlying diseases other than the inconvenience of his legs and feet, and he could live for 20 years without any problems, the money would be stretched.

The old lady interjected: "Old Jiang, didn't you collect some old incense burners and porcelain bowls before? Why don't you bother Boss Fang to visit your house, maybe there are some valuables?"

"But I also showed those things to experts. They are not valuable things, and if they were really valuable, they would have been sold by those two bastards a long time ago." Thinking of his two bastard grandsons, Uncle Jiang couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly. After getting his bank card, he thought to himself, he might as well secretly live in a nursing home.

The old lady said, "Maybe there is something missing?"

Uncle Jiang was a little hesitant: "Will it be too much trouble for Teacher Fang?"

"It doesn't matter. This is my job. If I can receive good things, I would like to thank you."

Fang Hao said so, and Uncle Jiang had no reason to object. They took Fang Hao's car and went to Uncle Jiang's house.

Uncle Jiang's house is in the alley of Zhou Yongsi's old house. Fang Hao parked the car in the parking lot near the entrance of the alley, and helped everyone Jiang to his house.

Uncle Jiang's house is smaller than Zhou Yongsi's old house, and Uncle Jiang's legs and feet are inconvenient, so now he is the only one living here, and it is not convenient to tidy up the house, which makes it look more dilapidated.

Uncle Jiang wanted to ask Fang Hao to drink his saliva first, but Fang Hao waved his hand, expressing that he would look at things before talking.

So, Uncle Jiang took Fang Hao into a room. The room was piled up with sundries, and there was no one to clean it for a long time, so it was a bit messy. No wonder Uncle Jiang asked Fang Hao to wear a mask just now.

Fang Hao entered the room, and under the guidance of Uncle Jiang, he saw the old incense burner and porcelain that the old lady mentioned before, and found that they were not older than the period of the Republic of China at most, and they were all ordinary household items, not worth much.

Fang Hao told Uncle Jiang the result. Uncle Jiang didn't have much hope in his heart, so he couldn't say he was disappointed, but he was embarrassed to let Fang Hao take a trip.

Fang Hao turned around and was about to leave when a very old-looking piece of wood in the corner came into his sight. The color and texture made a word flash in his mind, red sandalwood.

He walked to the corner and took a closer look, and found that it was really an old piece of red sandalwood, but unfortunately it was not well preserved, which greatly affected its value.

Seeing Fang Hao holding an old piece of wood, Uncle Jiang was also very surprised. Could it be that this is a valuable piece of wood?He thought about it, but he didn't remember when he collected this piece of wood. He probably thought it was useful, so he brought it back and threw it into the utility room.

Soon, Fang Hao told him the answer. This is indeed an old purple trembler. Because it is not well preserved, it is now worth about [-] yuan.

This is a complete surprise, Uncle Jiang's face is blooming with a smile, is this the end of all hardships?
Uncle Jiang hurriedly found a cloth, wiped the wood clean, and asked Fang Hao to drink water in the house.

Apart from giving money, Fang Hao had something to discuss with Uncle Jiang, so he agreed and followed Uncle Jiang into the house.

"Boss Fang, sit down first, and I'll pour you tea."

"Don't worry, I'll just drink some water."

While talking, Fang Hao looked around the room, and noticed not far away, a stone under a bonsai.

"what!"

Fang Hao was a little surprised, stepped forward and squatted down to have a look, and found that this stone was indeed a rough jade stone with black black sand skin.

There are some white spots on the black skin of this rough stone, which may be the black black sand produced in Mowangi.

Mowan Jichangkou is an old one. It often produces bean green or melon green, subcutaneous green or oily green jadeite. Occasionally, there will be full green high jadeite with good water head, or imperial green jadeite with high emerald mass. rough stone.

But generally speaking, the black black sand of Mowanji jadeite is relatively small, most of which are only the size of a fist, and most of the old meat is delicate, often above waxy ice.And this piece of black black sand leather is estimated to weigh more than 20 kilograms, and it may not be the material of Mowanji.

Fang Hao didn't care about the source of the material, he turned around and asked, "Mr., can you tell me about the origin of this rough stone?"

(End of this chapter)