Goldfinger is a bit strange

Chapter 842 This is truly a perfect return to Zhao! (1/2)

Islanders have been frantically shopping for goods at international auctions in recent years. On the surface, this is the result of economic expansion.

But the underlying reason is cultural.

The reason is very simple: I am not confident in my own country's culture, so I buy art works such as oil paintings on a large scale.

This situation also caused a small trend in China decades later, but it was quickly stopped.

Firstly, it is based on the lessons learned from the island countries. Secondly, as the only remaining ancient civilization, we have enough confidence in culture.

The Japanese people's sweep of goods at international auctions almost makes European and American art speculators happy.

To them, this is a crazy feast.

In the art market, the water here is deep and there are many tricks. People who have been fooled have been fooled one after another. There are people from the island country in the past and some upstarts from China in the latter. .

Art speculators are the most popular type of people. They sell paintings that are originally of low value after speculation, and then sell them at a price increase of several or more than ten times, making a lot of money.

Of course, masterpieces that truly stand the test of time will not only not depreciate, but also increase in value.

Just like the ball at Moulin Rouge, its current value has reached 132 million US dollars.

The portrait of Dr. Gachet was later sold at auction for $139.5 million.

Mainly paintings by third-rate or even inferior painters, mainly impressionists and abstract artists, are speculated at high prices by these black-hearted art dealers.

The final value is not even one-tenth of the original value.

Most of the paintings currently mortgaged in the Bank of Tokyo are of this type.

Because there are only a few people who can spend tens of millions of dollars, so most collectors from island countries still choose mid-to-low-end art.

As for these things, Liu Qingshan looked down upon them even more. Even these masterpieces handed down from generation to generation actually had limited room for appreciation.

It seems that it will double in a few decades, but in the past few decades, the economy has grown countless times. If this money is invested in other industries, the profit will be more than ten times or dozens of times.

Even if Liu Qingshan wanted to acquire these famous paintings, he would not use them for collection. The most likely option would be to go to foreign museums in exchange for some Chinese national treasures.

So Liu Qingshan stopped studying the roster and threw it aside: "Mr. Kuroda, we are more interested in Chinese cultural relics."

"Yes, we also have antiques here." Kuroda quickly understood Liu Qingshan's intention and asked someone to bring him a pamphlet.

Liu Qingshan smiled slightly and didn't care. Of course he knew Kuroda's little intentions, which was nothing more than using these oil paintings to continue deceiving him.

Because judging from the prices in the international art market, oil paintings are the most valuable, while the prices of Chinese antiques are simply incomparable.

As for why the price will rise rapidly after a few decades, it is of course the speculation of those international speculators.

The value of art has never been fixed. When China's economy develops, China's antiques will naturally increase.

In addition, those cultural relic dealers are adding fuel to the fire, so the price will keep rising.

In the current era, the prices of Chinese art are generally low.

This Mr. Kuroda obviously wanted to take out more US dollars from Liu Qingshan's pocket.

The booklet was still written in Japanese. Uncle Lu and Lao Maoer only occasionally recognized a few Chinese characters in it, so they became a little impatient:

"This thing is too laborious, can you see the real thing?"

Most people will certainly be rejected if they make such a request, but when it comes to a big buyer like Liu Qingshan, the bank will of course give them the green light.

Of course, outsiders are not allowed to enter the vault, but the bank mobilized more than a dozen people to take out hundreds of antiques and display them in the VIP room.

There are strict procedures for the entry and exit of these items from the warehouse, so it took a little time and made Uncle Lao Maoer a little anxious.

However, Uncle Lu was there and comforted me from time to time: "If you have a good meal, don't be afraid of being late. Just be patient, okay?"

The old man wiped his bald head: "Now that you say it, I feel really hungry."

It was almost noon. When Kuroda heard this, he quickly made arrangements to go out for dinner.

Liu Qingshan smiled and waved his hand: "Order some food and eat it here to avoid wasting time."

Kuroda rolled his eyes and hurriedly went out to make arrangements. After a while, the takeout was delivered, and it turned out to be Chinese food. It was very rich, and there was even a box of Maotai.

"It's a sign of strength to entertain distinguished guests in this way. I'll have a drink first to apologize." Kuroda poured wine for everyone and served first as a sign of respect.

As a department manager of this bank, he usually socializes a lot, which also develops Kuroda's long drinking capacity.

He also thought carefully, it would be best to drink Liu Qingshan and his group until they were dizzy, and then it would be easier for him to do anything.

"Maotai, you need to drink some."

Li Tieniu smelled the aroma of wine and picked up a bottle by himself. After opening the bottle cap, he drank it as if pouring cold water.

"It's great!" Li Tieniu wiped his mouth before moving his chopsticks to pick up the food.

I took two bites of the dish, and then opened another bottle. I still drank it all in one gulp without changing my face.

Mr. Kuroda, who was accompanying the drink, almost vomited: This is simply a wine barrel.

So I quickly put away my little thoughts and never dared to persuade him to drink again.

Liu Qingshan and the others didn't drink at all. They hurriedly ate with all their strength. As soon as they put down their chopsticks, the antiques were transported to the VIP room under strict supervision.

"Start work!" Uncle Lu took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, then took out a magnifying glass and began to inspect the goods.

The old man was not idle either, and also started to follow the appraisal.

He picked up a copper stove and flicked it with his fingers, and it made a crisp and sweet echo.

"This is the famous Xuande furnace in your country." Kuroda interjected.

"Fake, fake." After hearing Wu Tong's translation, the old man responded: "This is a copy made in the Qing Dynasty."

Kuroda was so embarrassed. He knew the details of these antiques, and of course he knew they were imitations.

There were a lot of items, and even brothers Lu Fang and Lu Liang joined in the appraisal process. They had studied with Uncle Lu for several years, and they were basically half-finished.

Liu Qingshan was the worst, and could only check the labels on these items with Wu Tong.

Some are bidding records from auction houses, some are appraisal results issued by experts, etc., with prices listed on them.

For example, the imitation Xuande stove is priced at US$35,000.

What can I say about the price? Although it is an imitation of the Qing Dynasty, it will increase in value if kept for decades.

But in Liu Qingshan's eyes, it doesn't mean much: Why buy imitations when there are good ones?

"I'm not sure about this one, but this gilt bronze Buddha statue is pretty good..."

Master Lu was the quickest in identifying the items, and Liu Qingshan identified them as fakes anyway.

Wu Tong was mainly responsible for translating the introductions on the labels to Master Lu, and also helped hand over the items.

Listening to her reciting the name on the label, Uncle Lu shook his head from time to time: "This is the name given by some appraiser with two or five eyes. It's all wrong, okay? You still have the nerve to go to the auction."

There is nothing we can do about it. Chinese antiques have been through a long time and come in many types. It is common for foreign appraisers to make mistakes. 7K妏揩

"This seal is quite interesting. There are words on all sides." Wu Tong also held a two-inch-long white jade piece and handed it to Uncle Lu.

Uncle Lu's palms trembled and he almost dropped the jade on the ground. He quickly covered it with his hands: "What's the price of this?"

Wu Tong read him the text on the appraisal certificate: "An ancient seal, auction price is 18,000 US dollars."

Liu Qingshan also came up. He also saw Uncle Lu's reaction just now and knew that this must be a good thing.

When he came up and took a look, Liu Qingshan was also ecstatic: What kind of seal is this? Isn't it a jade seal? I just don't know if it's from the Han Dynasty!

Yumao is also called Shuangmao, one is called Gangmao and the other is called Yanmao.

It is a rectangular columnar object with a round hole in the middle. It is made of jade, dentin or gold. The material is different depending on the identity of the wearer.

Only emperors and princes are qualified to wear jade like this, and it is used to ward off evil spirits.

The reason Liu Qingshan, a dabbler in the antique shop, knows Shuang Mao is because Uncle Lu and the others received a jade Mao when they received the goods, which was a Gang Mao.

Unfortunately, there is another Yan Mao missing and cannot be paired.

You should know that the number of jade sticks handed down from generation to generation is extremely rare. The second son of the Yuan family, a famous collector in the Republic of China, got a pair of jade sticks by chance and spent thousands of gold.

I didn't expect to see one here. I wonder if it can match the one at home?

Uncle Lu carefully discerned the words on the side of Yu Mao. When he saw the eight characters "The sun is severe and the emperor's order is Kuihua", he raised his eyes and glanced at Liu Qingshan, and then nodded slightly.

Each side of the jade mao is engraved with characters, basically eight characters. This one is obviously Yan Mao.

Look at the words above again. They are seal characters, vigorous and ancient.

Uncle Lu himself is the best at jade. As soon as he bought it, he knew it was Han jade.

And judging from the font, it matches the Gangmao one at home very well, so it must have been a pair.

Uncle Lu couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This is really a perfect return to Zhao!

You should know that because jade double brows are of the highest grade, they are rarely circulated. So far, only four pairs have been unearthed in China, which shows how precious they are.

However, such a precious thing is still used as a seal by ignorant foreigners. Is your seal engraved on all four sides?

It just so happened that the foreigner who didn't know the goods marked a very low price. This leak was definitely picked up.

However, Master Lu still couldn't help but praise and criticize: "The material is pretty good, but it's a pity that the engraving on it is so bad, it ruins a good thing."

"Eighteen thousand for this, even a fraction is too much." Liu Qingshan naturally followed closely: "Mr. Kuroda, in the past two years, your countrymen have been really popular with the auction houses."

Kuroda moved his mouth, wanting to argue a few words, but he couldn't. He really didn't understand this, he was worse than Liu Qingshan.

Although Liu Qingshan's words are a bit ironic, they are indeed true.

With no other choice, Kuroda could only bow: "Mr. Liu, I want to make you laugh."

Liu Qingshan smiled and waved his hand: "It's nothing. Mr. Kuroda doesn't have to blame himself. In fact, it's normal. Anyone who becomes a nouveau riche is bound to be a little arrogant."

Kuroda could only apologize. Before the bubble economy burst, why wasn't he like this?

With the efforts of several people, antiques were picked out one after another.

Those things that Uncle Lu said he was not sure of, don't want them. There are quite a lot of them, accounting for more than half.

Most of them cannot be said to be completely fake, but mainly imitated by later generations.

The Qing Dynasty imitated the Ming Dynasty, or the Ming Dynasty imitated the Song Dynasty. Although it can be considered an antique in modern terms, its value is low.

Kuroda gradually began to sweat on his forehead, because he found that most of the antiques with problems were thrown out.

That's awesome. I originally thought of it as a fake, but now it seems that it won't work at all.

In the end, Liu Qingshan and the others picked out a total of more than 80 antiques, mostly porcelain, gold and silverware, and only a few paintings and calligraphy.

The next step is to calculate the price.

Kuroda took the calculator and clicked it. The total amount was 1.98 million US dollars, which was less than 2 million.

I have to say that the current valuation of Chinese antiques is really low.

However, at this price, Liu Qingshan still thought it was expensive. He waved his hand directly: "Mr. Kuroda, these antiques only cost half a million US dollars."

Half a million?

Kuroda's eyes almost popped out of his head, and he quickly bowed and waved his hands: "Mr. Liu, absolutely no, this price is too low, and even our bank cannot accept it."

These antiques are used as collateral for people to repay loans. The ownership already belongs to the bank. If they really lose money, the loss will be the bank's own money.

Liu Qingshan smiled slightly: "Mr. Kuroda, if you can't make the decision, it's best to invite someone who can make the decision."

Wu Tong is also a husband and wife: "Mr. Kuroda, I have been living here for the past few years, so I know the situation here very well. Now many real estate properties have depreciated by 80% or even more, so our bid is very reasonable. ”

"But these are antiques, not real estate or stocks." Kuroda also argued.

Although he bowed and looked polite, he was very serious about the price.

Liu Qingshan is not in a hurry: "The value of art has always been based on market trends."

"Mr. Kuroda, just like the Van Gogh oil painting I saw in the catalog, Portrait of Dr. Gachet, the price is 82.5 million US dollars. But if it were sent to Christie's now, would it still fetch this price?"

"But..." Kuroda also knew very well that the prices of these oil paintings were all speculated, and the actual price must be at least 50% off.

Kuroda wiped his sweat and finally thought of another reason:

"Mr. Liu, the value of your country's antiques is still seriously underestimated. With the development of your country's economy, there is huge room for the appreciation of antiques, so you will definitely make a lot of money from this business."

This guy's vision is still good, and it will indeed be the case in the future, but Liu Qingshan didn't buy it. He shook his head slightly and said:

"Mr. Kuroda, this is my business, so I don't need you to worry about it. If we can't make the deal at this price, then we can only go to another bank."

After saying that, Liu Qingshan stood up, and Wu Tong cooperatively took Liu Qingshan's arm and walked towards the door together.

March, early spring.

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The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world.

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The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood.

The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering.

The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate.

The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now.

Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them.

There, a figure was lying down.

This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, occasionally observing its surroundings vigilantly.

It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog.

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