Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

Niu Sanpang is very covetous of this Yongzheng red and gold flower bowl. It is so exquisite and beautiful that it deserves to be the peak period of porcelain firing in the Qing Dynasty.

 “Three Fatties, what do you want to eat for lunch?”

Niu Sanpang put down the Yongzheng golden bowl with some reluctance, and then said: "There is a seafood hotel nearby, how about we eat seafood for lunch?"

“I have no problem, but haven’t you had gout? Do you still dare to eat seafood?”

Xu Jiaxin glared at the third fat man and said, "I can't control my greed. Fortunately, my gout is well under control. The hospital did a check-up and said that eating a little for a month will not solve the problem."

 “Don’t waste time, let’s go there now.”

 Putting the antiques into the safe, the four of them walked to the commercial street opposite. The hotel owner was very familiar with the three fat couple. When he saw them, he hurriedly greeted them personally and said with a smile: "Mr. Niu, Mr. Xu, you haven't been here for a while. There is a private room upstairs, please come here."

“Mr. Zhao, how about asking your chef to prepare the best craftsmanship at noon? How about my brother coming over to taste their craftsmanship?”

Niu Sanpang didn't introduce Li Mo's identity, but the hotel owner knew Niu Sanpang's identity. He was followed by many famous people in Kyoto, and he always liked others to please him. He had never seen her trying to please anyone else.

The more he didn't introduce Li Mo's origins, the more the hotel owner believed that this man with glasses had extraordinary origins.

Li Mo and the others can just wait and eat the dishes Xu Jiaxin ordered.

“San Pang, what is the current situation of the Buddhist pilgrimage site in Jidi?”

"That's quite good. Now the incense is flourishing every day. Tourists from all over the country will basically go there to put up a stick of incense and worship when they come to Kyoto or Yandu. After all, the finger bone relic of Sakyamuni Buddha is enshrined in Da Lei. In the Yin Temple, there is also the King of Tin War in the world, which has been rumored to be more and more magical, and is truly integrated with the image of Tang Xuanzang in Journey to the West. Coupled with the blessings of so many golden Arhats, in short The Buddhist Holy Land has become a sacred place of spiritual sustenance for Buddhists around the world."

“This is just the beginning, and it’s unclear what will happen later.”

Niu Sanpang poured him a cup of hot water and said: "The 480,000 various antiques that the island country lost to you last year have returned to the country. How do you deal with such a huge amount?"

"I will only take 48,000 various antiques from them, and the officials will take care of the rest. By the way, our Millennium Collection Group will jointly hold a celebration banquet with the officials next week, and you and Jiaxin will also attend. "

"I like this kind of lively scene the most, I must participate." Niu Sanpang said this, and his voice lowered a bit as the topic changed, "Rumors, are you planning to open a bank?"

"yes."

 “I’ll tell you, you’re the best, you can even do this thing.” Opening a bank is a very profitable thing. You can make a lot of money with your left hand and out with your right hand.

Li Mo just smiled. I figured out the secret behind this later. Gu Yunxuan Commercial Bank will definitely not be a sole proprietorship, and the government will also be involved.

“Three Fatties, when things get a little clearer, prepare the funds and participate when the time comes. Forget about others, they don’t have the strength.”

Niu Sanpang immediately picked up the wine glass: "Brother, the greatest luck in my life is that I met you and Cai Cai at the antique market more than ten years ago. I really didn't expect that you and I would be where we are today. I propose a toast with tea instead of wine." One drink for you.”

"Your greatest luck is not to meet me, but to marry a good wife. You should be here today, and the Niu family is not where it is today, and Jiaxin is indispensable. You should respect her."

“Yes, yes, my wife will definitely respect you.”

Before the food was served, the four of them chatted casually for a while. At this time, Li Mo's cell phone rang. He took it out, looked at it, and then answered the call.

“Comrade Li, have you had lunch?”

"How can I be in the mood to eat? The man from Langjia Village in Huizhou passed away. Your aunt asked me if I wanted to go back. What do you think, Xiao Mo?"

The image of the lean old man from the Lang family emerged in Li Mo's mind. Although he didn't have any good impressions of him, death is like a lamp being extinguished, and all the past grievances will also disappear.

Li Zhongsheng asked himself on the phone. In fact, he didn't really want to hear what he thought. He still wanted to go and see him off for the last time.

“Dad, please go back with your aunt and the others, just to settle the last grudge against the Lang family.”

“Well, everything will end like this when people die and lights go out.” Li Zhongsheng sighed, “Then I’ll hang up first and discuss it with your aunt and uncle on the phone.”

 “Brother Daxia, what happened? I feel like you don’t look good.”

Cai Cai asked with concern.

"It's all a matter of the previous generation." Li Mo briefly talked about the grievances between the older generation. "From the perspective of grievances, I really hate the Lang family and his sons. But from the perspective of cause and effect, He said, the old man from the Lang family made my parents happy and achieved our respective achievements today. Let’s not mention this, let’s eat. Eat early, we will continue to visit Liulichang in the afternoon, I hope there will be fewer tourists in the afternoon .”

After eating a few dishes, Li Mo said in surprise: "The seafood is very fresh, but why does this taste similar to the dishes made by Yan Xin?"

The third fat man laughed a few times and said: "The chef is the boss's son, and his son is Yan Xin's apprentice. After he left the chef, he opened a seafood hotel of his own, and Yan Xin also took a small share. Every time I come here to eat, The boss insisted on not asking for money, which made me embarrassed to come over. After pushing and pushing, he gave me a 20% discount."

ˆTuk tuk tuk—

The boss pushed the door open and walked in. He held a pot of warmed rice wine in his hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Niu, put in two pieces of old **** to warm the nine-year-old daughter's red wine. Drink less to get rid of the coldness of the seafood." ."

“Mr. Zhao, come on, let’s have a drink together.”

Niu Sanpang pulled Lao Zhao to sit on the empty seat beside him.

“I’m still busy up front, so I won’t disturb your meal.”

"Okay, what can you do as a boss, and you don't even care who is sitting here."

Who else is sitting, naturally Li Mo and Zhu Caicai. Old Zhao had always been curious about Li Mo's identity, so he didn't pay attention to Zhu Caicai. At this time, he looked at her, and the more he looked at her, the more he felt that the young and beautiful woman in front of him, with a vague aura about her, looked familiar.

His head turned quickly, and then he asked tentatively with a bit of shock on his face: "Are you Mr. Zhu from the Wonderful Charity Fund?"

 “Hello, Mr. Zhao.”

Zhu Caicai took the initiative to reach out and shake his hand gently.

There was a huge wave in Lao Zhao's heart. The scale of the Wonderful Charity Fund was as high as tens of billions. After donating 20 to 30 billion, the remaining cash flow was more than 30 billion, which was larger than the total amount of several listed companies. The market value is even higher.

 A woman in her twenties controls tens of billions of dollars. This is because there is a giant-like existence behind her. Thinking of this, Old Zhao's eyes fell on Li Mo unconsciously. After taking off his glasses, he could still see the shape of Li Mo's face.

 “Are you Professor Li?”

 Lao Zhao was startled and stood up from the chair, even bending a little.

“Mr. Zhao, sit down, I’m just here to eat. The seafood is good, and the chef got eighty-nine points from Yan Xin. The daughter’s red you sent is also good, it’s nine years old and full of heat. How about having a drink together?”

 “Okay, okay, it’s my pleasure.”

 Lao Zhao was excited. It was true that he had some money, but compared with Li Mo, he was extremely poor. I never thought that one day I would be able to drink at the same table with such a person, and I would be proud of it from now on.

After everyone drank a little rice wine, Lao Zhao thought of something. He stood up and said respectfully: "Professor Li, can you please help me look at an antique. My son found it here in Liulichang a few years ago. , and then sent it to the auction house for expert appraisal. The appraiser there said that the antique was worth at least five million. Later, my son thought, if it is really worth more than five million, he would take it home and make it a family heirloom. It has been passed down from generation to generation and will definitely become more and more valuable in the future.”

“I was lucky enough to meet Professor Li today, so I suddenly came up with this idea. If you also confirm that it is true, then we will pass it on from generation to generation.”

 “Okay, just bring it over and let me take a look.”

Soon, Lao Zhao walked into the box holding a square box. He put it on the sideboard and took out an elephant ear stove from it.

 “Professor Li, please.”

Li Mo walked to the sideboard and knocked it with his hand. The stove made a crisp sound.

"This is made of red copper. When appraising this kind of antiques, we mainly look at the patterns and decorative arts. These two points are a bit different from the decorative arts that have appeared in our country." Li Mo picked up the lid on the stove and said, "Everyone knows Come and take a look. The pattern on it looks like a lotus pattern at first glance, but it is a little different from our traditional lotus pattern. Look at the animal above. You must have seen the same image, that is, an African lion. It looks like a lion, not our traditional lion."

 Lao Zhao had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Look at the animal face on this side. What does it look like? This is not a Capricorn. I think it has a Southeast Asian style. This stove has elephant ears and feet. Overall, the workmanship is relatively rough."

Li Mo lifted the stove and turned it over to look at the bottom.

"Look at the bottom again. It looks like a big flat bottom, but it is actually wavy. There are also some sandpaper polishing marks, and it feels a bit angular to the touch. Mr. Zhao, how much did you spend to buy this stove? "

 Lao Zhao was a little embarrassed, raised a finger and said: "One hundred thousand."

Li Mo smiled and said: "This elephant ear and foot furnace is made of nondescript materials. It will only last for a few decades at most. One hundred thousand yuan is just a lesson. It has no great value."

Old Zhao was extremely embarrassed, but he still said: "The appraisers from the auction houses said that this stove is worth more than five million. It seems that we have been deceived by them."

Li Mo sat back on the chair, picked up a piece of lobster meat and said while eating: "There are many small auction houses in the market that are all about paste. Even if you send a stone, they can identify it as an excellent jadeite." Rough stone. Then they trick you into paying 100,000 to 80,000 yuan in storage fees and operating fees. They say it is for early publicity. When the auction comes, they will find a broker to raise the price to more than 5 million yuan, but in fact it is If you don’t pay, the auction house will tell you six months later that the buyer broke the appointment and the item will be returned to you. But the money you paid upfront is non-refundable, and they rely on this to make money.”

"If you play well, it will be easy to earn several million in storage and operating fees a year. Mr. Zhao, let this be a lesson. Next time you encounter antiques or the like, don't listen to what others say." , but to look at the origin of the thing itself.”

Seeing Mr. Zhao's depressed look, Li Mo pointed at San Pang: "Mr. Niu owns a New Century Auction House. He knows the most shady things in this industry."

San Pang took a sip of rice wine and said helplessly: "In any industry that is profitable, there will always be a group of black sheep. Mr. Zhao, if you are cheated by the auction house, I can help you chase it no matter how much you pay." When I come back, the loss of buying antiques can only be worth eating Coptis chinensis. No matter how unpalatable it is, I can only swallow it in my stomach. Besides, one hundred thousand is not much. If you want to go shopping on Taobao in the future, you should be more careful. After all, you are not like this. experts in the field.”

 “That’s all it can do, one hundred thousand should be taken as a lesson.”

Lao Zhao made sure to treat him after the meal, but Li Mo was not polite to him, and he didn't have much money.

“Brother, will you and Mr. Zhu continue to visit Liulichang?”

“We can’t finish shopping today, so we’ll continue to come here tomorrow. Cai Cai, let’s go another way.”

“Okay, contact me as soon as you find something good, and I’ll go get it for you.” Niu Sanpang wanted to follow him eagerly. After all, the feeling of picking up the missing items was too exciting. But if someone recognizes him, it will disrupt Li Mo's Taobao rhythm.

Li Mo and Cai Cai walked through another road. This road was not big, but there were many shops on both sides of the road. They mainly engaged in catering business and small supermarkets, and there were also two or three that sold clothes and shoes.

“Boss, please bring two bunches of candied haws.”

Chai Cai saw a small shop selling candied haws, so she quickly ran over and bought two bunches and handed one to Li Mo.

“Not to mention, this freshly made candied haws on a stick is quite delicious, just right for digestion.” Li Mo bit into one. The candy wrapped outside was very crisp, and the hawthorn inside was sour and sweet, and tasted a bit floury. When I was a kid, I ate a lot of them around the Chenghuang Temple. When the sugar melted, it didn't taste good and it stuck to your teeth.

Cross the alley and turn into another alley. Although it is far away from the main road of Liulichang, the alley on this side is wider, so a row of stalls are also set up, extending to the main road.

Li Mo was walking and looking, and he stopped in front of the eighth stall. This stall was filled with calligraphy and painting. Except for the small half of the calligraphy and painting that was spread out, the rest were rolled up and placed together. Most of them are placed in wooden barrels.

There are two men in their forties who are reading a picture, and they exchange their thoughts and opinions in a low voice from time to time.

“The characters are written in cursive script and have the flavor of the calligraphy of Zhu Zhishan, one of the four great talents of the Ming Dynasty.”

“I think it’s a bit of the essence of Zhang Xu’s Kuangcao, but it’s a pity that it’s not an authentic work of the two of them, otherwise it should be worth a lot of money.”

“Even if it is not an authentic work, this calligraphy and painting was handed down by a calligrapher in the early Qing Dynasty, and it can be worth a lot of money if it is sold at auction.”

Li Mo glanced at them and became wary of these two guys. What kind of **** cursive calligraphy, and still have the taste of Zhu Zhishan, and the essence of Zhang Xu, is just talking nonsense with open eyes. As for the early Qing Dynasty, it is nonsense, at most it is the early part of this year.

 When something goes wrong, it becomes a monster. There are too many gangs playing tricks in the antique shop.

Caicai didn't react at all. As long as Daxia brother stops, it means that this stall may have big goods. You don't know what antiques Daxia brother will find here.