Chapter 87

Among all the people present, Qin Haodong was the most calm. He looked at Zhang wankui and saw that the old man's mouth was half open and his eyes were absent-minded, just like a fool.

After a long time, Zhang wankui regained his consciousness, raised his hand and slapped his two big ear scrapers. He has been wandering in the antique industry for most of his life. How can he not know the value of Xuande stove? It's a good thing he can't see even if he wants to see it.

But today, people sent their hands to the door. The asking price was only 100000 yuan. He pushed it out without even thinking about it.

At the moment, he was really dead. Looking at the shining Xuande stove, he really wanted to grab it and hold it in his arms.

Looking at the people around, Qin Haodong came to Qian Duoduo and asked in a slightly embarrassed whisper, "brother, what is Xuande stove?"

He really has more than 500 years of experience and has seen all kinds of treasures, but they are all from the cultivation world. He doesn't know much about the cultural inheritance on the earth, let alone what happened to Xuande furnace.

"Let me tell you." When Guo Feng heard Qin Haodong's question, he stood up and said, "emperor Xuande of the Ming Dynasty ordered the Royal craftsman to design and supervise a batch of incense burners in reference to the styles of famous porcelain in Chai kiln, Ru kiln, Guan kiln, Ge kiln, Jun kiln and Ding kiln, as well as historical books such as archaeological map.

In order to ensure the quality of the censer, the craftsman selected dozens of precious metals such as gold and silver and carefully cast them together with red copper for more than ten times. After the finished product, the copper incense burner is crystal clear and warm. It is a treasure in handicrafts, so that Xuande stove has become the general name of copper incense burner in a long history. "

However, in the third year of Xuande, only 3000 incense burners were cast, and they were never produced again. They were all hidden in the Forbidden Palace, and ordinary people only knew their names but did not see their shapes. Now, after hundreds of years of ups and downs, the copper incense burner cast in the third year of Xuande is extremely rare. "

Speaking of this, he said with emotion, "I've seen countless antiques in my life, but I've never seen the real Xuande furnace. Today, I'm lucky to see no regrets in this life, no regrets in this life!"

"Director Guo, how much can Xuande stove be worth?"

Some people have asked their own questions, which Qin Haodong wants to know.

"Xuande stove can be said to be priceless, and the price is only a reference value. A Xuande stove was sold at an auction in Hong Kong last year, and the price was 25 million at that time," Guo Feng said

"God, 25 million, enough for ordinary people to live for several lifetimes..."

"I exchanged 180000 for 25 million. The boy's luck is really good..."

"I burn incense and worship Buddha at home every day. Why don't I have the good luck of others..."

Everyone talked about it. At this time, another person asked, "director Guo, do you think this censer may be a fake?"

"It's possible!" As soon as Guo Feng finished his words, everyone's look changed, but he continued: "in order to make huge profits, antique merchants imitated Xuande furnace from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty to the period of the Republic of China. Even after Xuande furnace stopped manufacturing, some officials in charge of casting copper incense furnace convened the original furnace craftsmen to imitate it according to the drawings and process procedures of Xuande furnace.

These carefully cast imitations can be comparable to the real ones, and even expert authorities can't distinguish them. So far, none of the many Xuande furnaces collected in major domestic museums can be recognized as a real Xuande furnace by many appraisers. Identifying the true and false Xuande furnace has become one of the outstanding cases in the domestic archaeological community. "

Another person asked, "director Guo, is this true or false?"

Guo Feng looked at the censer and said, "in my opinion, it should be genuine. And it doesn't matter whether it's true or not. Such a beautiful thing, even if it's not made by the emperor in the third year of Xuande, must have been imitated by the casting officials in the Ming Dynasty. It's really perfect!"

He turned to Qin Haodong and said, "brother Qin, I especially like this censer. If my brother is willing to give up his love, I can bid 30 million."

With that, he looked at Qin Haodong nervously. Although the offer of 30 million yuan is not low, if the other party is also an antique lover, he will not sell it. The price of this thing will rise a lot in a few years.

"30 million, my God, 5 million more expensive than the one at the Hong Kong auction."

"I envy my baby. Wait a minute. I'll also find some iron censers and break them open to see if there is a Xuande stove hidden inside."

"Yes, it's useless for me to keep it. If director Guo likes it, just take it."

Although Xuande stove is valuable, Qin Haodong saw more treasures in the cultivation world. A censer without any function can't arouse his interest. He might as well sell it for some money.

"Brother Qin, thank you so much! Give me your account number and I'll pay for it now."

Guo Feng was overjoyed and was like a treasure. As if he was afraid of Qin Haodong's repentance, he picked up his mobile phone and turned the money around.

Seeing Qin Haodong earn 30 million in such a short time, Zhang wankui's face is more ugly than his dead father. This is 30 million. He hasn't made so much money in his life. He was sent to him, but he changed hands to others.

Seeing that Xuande stove has a master of famous flowers, someone in the crowd shouted, "old man Zhang, my little brother has found a baby. Should you keep your promise? If you can't speak, it's not a word?"

"Dad, you are my father." Zhang wankui was like a changed person and rushed to Qin Haodong with a flattering face. "Little dad, how do you see that there are babies in the iron censer? Can you teach me? As long as you can teach me, I call you dad every day and bring you up to the end of your old age..."

The black line at the end of Qin Hao's east end, the old guy has become too fast. He can fucking feed me to the end of my life. How many years can you live? Doesn't this curse me to die early?

But it's normal to think about it. As long as such unscrupulous businessmen who only have money in their eyes are profitable, let alone their father, they are also used to calling them grandpa and ancestors, and they won't hesitate at all.

For such people, he was too lazy to answer, "boss Zhang, just now you said that as long as I win the bet, I can take whatever I want in the store, right?"

"Yes! Yes! I mean what I say. You can choose and take whatever you want!"

Zhang wankui said with a smile on his face.

There are reasons why he is so cheerful. First, the notary of the gambling game is Guo Feng, director of the cultural relics appraisal center. He can't afford to offend at all. Second, he didn't have anything valuable in the store. He hid several interesting ideas very secretly and was not afraid of being found out.

Qin Haodong didn't pay attention to Zhang wankui. He walked into the antique store and looked around. He found that the store was full of fake goods and there were no valuable things at all.

With strong telepathy, he found that there was a faint aura behind the wall, but they were all very weak. It was estimated that they were antiques of some years, but it couldn't get into his eyes.

What should I get? As soon as Qin Haodong turned around, he suddenly found that there was a Reiki overflow in a corner of the wall. The concentration of the Reiki was not under the Xuande stove.

He strode over and found a wooden box in the corner, which was full of broken bottles and cans, some of which were incomplete.

He looked down along the source of the aura and found a small iron piece the size of an egg at the bottom of the box. The aura was emitted from this thing.

"Good thing!" Qin Haodong took the small iron piece in his hand and was overjoyed. He was ten times happier than he had just got the Xuande stove.

Others may not know what it is, but he recognized it at a glance. It is a magic weapon to protect himself. If you have a body protector, you will have one more life. You can't buy it at any cost.

He sensed it with the yuan God. The level of this magic instrument is fairly good. It is enough to resist the three attacks of the golden elixir friars. It is definitely a good treasure for him now.

It seems that I came to the antique street today. First I sold a 30 million Xuande stove, and now I found a good baby to protect myself. The only regret is that I didn't find a suitable magic weapon.

Zhang wankui has been following Qin Haodong. Seeing him find a piece of black iron from the box he threw waste, he is very confused. Is this also a good thing?

But he did see it. It's not an antique at all. He doesn't understand what Qin Haodong does with it.

"Boss Zhang, I want him!"

Qin Haodong shook Zhang wankui with a small iron piece, then put it in his pocket and walked out of the antique shop.

After leaving the store, he said hello to Qian Duoduo and Guo Feng, then left here and continued to look for magic tools.

After seeing more than a dozen shops one after another, he still couldn't find what he wanted. At this time, he suddenly heard a scream behind him.

The cry was so sad that many people looked at the source of the sound. Qin Haodong also looked back, but saw nothing.

Just as he looked back, he suddenly bumped into something. He quickly turned around and saw a flat headed young man knocked back three or four steps by him, and an ancient mirror fell to the ground.

The man with a flat head is the third man that Wang pangzi found. Just now, he has been guarding outside the crowd for a long time. When he saw Qin Haodong, he made 30 million in the twinkling of an eye. He was so jealous that he secretly vowed to kill him severely.

After Qin Haodong left, the third man followed him all the time. It was his accomplice who screamed. The third man took advantage of this opportunity to touch porcelain and collided with Qin Haodong.

"My mirror, my precious mirror."

The third boy's acting skills were not bad at all. He squatted on the ground, picked up the mirror and began to cry.

Qin Haodong had already understood that this was a person who touched porcelain. He said that there were so many routines in this antique street. He turned around and met two groups of swindlers.

But he was not angry, so he quietly watched the old three perform. Not only him, but also the people who wandered around immediately to see what was going on.

The third man cried for a long time. Seeing that Qin Haodong didn't speak, he immediately stood up and shouted fiercely, "boy, you broke my precious mirror and must lose money!"

Qin Haodong said very cooperatively, "Oh, how much do you want?"

The third shouted, "30 million, not a point less."

Qin Haodong was amused by him. The boy must have seen that he sold Xuande stove and knew how much money he had.

He smiled and said, "is your mirror gold? Even gold is not worth 30 million?"

The third man took the mirror in his hand and shouted confidently, "this is the mirror used by Su Daji in those years. It's much more valuable than gold. I wanted to sell it, but I didn't expect to be damaged by you."

Qin Haodong said with a smile, "you can really deceive people. Su Daji used it? Why didn't you say it was used by the queen mother?"