Chapter 1610

"I really have a few."

Hua Sheng holds Xiaohei and tilts his head. He also looks at the picture album. When he sees the right one, he introduces it. "Look at the hairpin called bright flowing gold. It's actually Jin Buyao, a favorite concubine of a dynasty. But what's different is that these are not unearthed cultural relics. After all, the unearthed things are not suitable for living people because of their Yin Qi. These are the historical records of that dynasty. When the concubine and the emperor went down to the south of the Yangtze River together, they were saved by a local warrior because they met an assassin. Then the Wufu was promoted to the general of the city, and Hu's wife became the general's wife. The concubine gave the general's wife the gold on her head, which was the emperor's reward. "

"Oh? There's a story like that? " Xie Dongyang listened with interest.

Hua Sheng smiled and said, "don't worry, there are This hairpin has always been regarded as a family heirloom. It has been passed down from generation to generation. Generations of children and grandchildren have not been willing to sell it until modern times. Later, seven or eighty years ago, the legitimate son of that family left for Great Britain, which is now Britain. When he married the women there and settled down in the local area, this thing flowed into the overseas countries... "

"How did you get it?" Xie Dongyang is amazing.

Looking at the exquisite gold hairpin on the album repeatedly, I just think it looks better and better.

Yu Ping then said, "a year ago, there was a Chinese woman of mixed race. She found me through a foreign acquisition website to identify her. After the identification, she asked if we would accept it or not. We gave her a high price. She may also be short of money to start a business and sell it."

"It's a pity that the Heirloom is broken." Xie Dongyang shook his head frequently.

"In fact, in the eyes of foreigners, they don't understand the history of Chinese people and the stories of thousands of years ago, and they don't care much about the spirit of family inheritance I sold it as well. At that time, a Sheng was not in good health. I didn't get the consent, so I collected three million yuan. "

It's true that three million yuan is the capital. Huasheng also saw the background purchase record.

"Three hundred is not expensive. It's worth ten million yuan for such good things. Let's do it."

Xie Dongyang is very fond of Jin Buyao, which is also highly recommended by Huasheng.

In addition to gold, there are five rubies inlaid on it, and there is a topaz like thing in the middle. This work, thousands of years ago, has been a masterpiece.

Xie Dongyang is right. Three million is not expensive.

"Don't worry, thank you. I'll find the real goods. First, you can have a look."

"No need to look at it, just it."

"Finish saying, Xie Dongyang takes out a check from the bosom," a Sheng, how much is the price in your shop? "

"Whatever the price, you will give it according to the purchase price, and I will take it with you."

"How can I do that? You open the door to do business here. Well, I won't give you more. Six six six. How about a lucky picture?"

Hua Sheng just wanted to refuse. Xie Dongyang waved his hand and wrote it directly. It was 666, Liu million six hundred and sixty thousand.

On the basis of the original price, more than three million yuan was given. This is Xie Dongyang's style, rich and willful.

"Thank you always so arrogant." Yu Ping smiles.

"Xiaoping, you have collected this thing. If you take out the cost, you will get a commission of 660000 yuan."

"How can I do that?" Yu Ping is surprised.

"Don't worry. The remaining three million? The loan is three million yuan of my capital. You donate it to Jiangcheng orphanage for us, all in the name of President Xie."

"Here..." Xie Dongyang was also surprised.

"Do more good deeds for your father and your elder brother. Think about it for yourself. Go, little Ping." Hua Sheng's voice is not loud, but as we all know, she has always been very strong. No one dares to contradict her decision, any decision.

Xie Dongyang was moved and his nose was sour. "Thank you, asheng."