Live shop exploration: 200 yuan to challenge the antique street

Chapter 230 The Real Murderer Who Burned the Old Summer Palace

"Rosewood furniture?"

Liu Yun asked in a low voice, "Do you like rosewood furniture?"

"It's not necessarily rosewood..." Chu Ang replied, "I've wanted to buy a house in Sijiu City for a long time. If possible, matching rosewood furniture is also very good..."

"The rich businesswoman who married Tang Seng is called Chen Lihua. She opened a red sandalwood museum. It is said that the total value of red sandalwood in it is 20 billion!"

"certainly…"

Chu Ang changed the subject, looked at Liu Yun, and said with a smile, "I'll listen to you about what kind of furniture and supporting facilities you want..."

"There is still a house, I will buy it near your house, it will be convenient for you to go back to your mother's house then!"

Chu Ang has been thinking about buying a house for a long time, and it is not convenient for his mother to live in a hotel all the time.

When chatting with his mother a few days ago, Chu Ang expressed his thoughts, which was unanimously affirmed by his mother and Aunt Wang.

The mother also suggested buying a house first. The old man’s idea is also very simple. After buying a house, he will solve his son’s lifelong affairs and do everything that needs to be done.

For Liu Yun, the daughter-in-law, the old man likes it very much.

"Buy it near my house..." Liu Yun showed a thoughtful look, but then she was taken aback, blushing and heartbeating, and whispered, "Bah, who wants to marry you!"

"The anchor is going to buy a house, I'm so envious of the anchor!"

"Driving a luxury car, living in a mansion, with such a beautiful wife, and a successful career (huh, huh), co-authoring, I'm here to make up for it..."

"The world is not worth it..."

"Go to hell upstairs, maybe you can be reincarnated as the anchor's child in a few days (bad smile)"

"Hey, hey...Why am I still a little excited when you say that?"

"..."

Not long after, Chu Ang stopped in front of a booth, and there was a cursive script in front of him.

In this cursive script, Xie Jin's style of writing rushed to the face, and Xie Jin's name was also mentioned on the inscription.

"Xie Jin?"

Liu Yun asked in a low voice, "Xie Jin seems to be from the Ming Dynasty? Is his calligraphy very valuable?"

There are many experts around, Liu Yun dare not speak too loudly, and she is also afraid that others will laugh at her, and in the end, Chu Ang will lose face instead.

Chu Ang explained, "Xie Jin, a litterateur in the early Ming Dynasty, learned from Ouyang Heng, the sixteenth grandson of Ouyang Xiu. Ancestral Records", but compared to others, Xie Jin is most famous for compiling and revising "Yongle Dadian"..."

"Yongle Grand Ceremony!" Hearing this, Liu Yun was startled, and then looked at the calligraphy, "Is this painting an authentic work by Xie Jin?"

Chu Ang leaned over and took a look, and found that this cursive script was somewhat different from the real Xie Jin's painting style.

This should not be Xie Jin's authentic work!

After repeated confirmation several times, Chu Ang probably knew whose imitation it was!

After thinking about it, he immediately called the staff of Rongbaozhai, "How much is this painting?"

The staff glanced at the card first, and then said warmly and politely, "Xie Jin's calligraphy, 60% of which were identified as fake by Rongbaozhai, but it should be from the hands of an unknown calligrapher in the Ming Dynasty, the auction price is 20!"

"It's been reminded like this, Rong Baozhai is still very considerate..." Chu Ang muttered secretly, and then asked, "Is there anyone interested?"

The staff said again, "There... 5 people have taken a fancy to it!"

Every place has its own rules. The rule of Rongbao Zhai is that if a person likes it, he can buy it directly.

If there are many people interested in the baby, then sign up to bid.

Live Auction, Highest Bid Winner!
But if you don't sign up, people have already started bidding and you want to buy it, that won't work.

No matter how high your bid is, Rong Bao Zhai will not sell it.

There are rules in everything in business, once the rules are broken, it will be Rongbaozhai's brand that will be smashed!
"Row…"

Chu Ang nodded slightly, "Write down my name, when will the on-site auction start?"

"Ten minutes later!" The staff responded.

Chu Ang left his name and contact information to the staff, then turned and left without hesitation.

"There are so many rules in the antique shop. If you are not careful, you will be deceived..." Liu Yun frowned.

"Of course!" Chu Ang nodded, and then said half-jokingly, "However, the people who cheated were local tyrants and wealthy people, and the poor in this line of work are too addicted to their eyes..."

"Ha... Really..." Liu Yun covered her mouth and chuckled.

As he walked, Chu Ang was again attracted by a retail seller's treasure, which was a mahogany bong inlaid with emerald and jade.

It is about 30 cm long. The main body of the pipe is made of mahogany. The cigarette butt is wrapped with silver flower carvings and inlaid with turquoise. The cigarette holder and the bottom of the pipe are equipped with emerald. Quite extraordinary.

"Hey...I didn't expect to see this treasure here!" Chu Ang stepped forward, pointed at the bong and asked, "Boss...how did you sell this bong?"

"10..." The owner of the retail seller said with a smile, "You take it!"

Chu Ang took it in his hand, played with it, and was amazed.

Seeing that Chu Ang, the leak-picking king, had fallen in love with a treasure again, many experts immediately surrounded him.

"Is this bong a baby?"

"Is there something hidden in it?"

"Don't fucking guess, the lessons of those sandalwood stools are vivid in my memory!"

Many experts whispered beside Chu Ang.

Chu Ang looked at these people with a strange expression on his face, "My father is an old smoker, I want to find a bong...Why are you also interested?"

"That's good... I'm doing a good deed today, and I'll give it to you..."

With that said, Chu Ang handed over the jade pipe.

All the experts stared at each other, but no one dared to answer.

"Since...no one wants...I'll pay for it!"

Chu Ang shook his head, took out his mobile phone, and transferred 10 yuan to the retail owner. Before leaving, he still took a pitiful glance at the people who were stunned in place.

These guys have poor vision and cowardice, so they deserve to never make a fortune in their lifetime!

Chu Ang shook his head, smiled and played with the bong.

"Brother Chu missed another treasure?"

At this time, Wei Yuanfeng from Christie's Auction House met Mr. Cao and came over.

Mr. Cao further said, "Brother Chu, if you find a treasure, you can sell it to me...I will pay a high price!"

Wei Yuanfeng leaned over, "Bong... There is also a bong in the Lin Zexu Memorial Hall in FJ Province. Why is there English engraved on your bong? Is this a foreign treasure?"

"This thing is a witness of history..." Chu Ang pointed to the English letters and said, "Erjin..."

It's no wonder that Wei Yuanfeng didn't recognize this thing, Chu Ang also learned about the story of this pipe from the classics of the Old Palace Museum.

Mr. Cao blinked, "Erjin, who is he?"

Chu Ang said lightly: "The second Opium War. Britain and France captured the land of Gyeonggi in 1860 (the 10th year of Xianfeng) and invaded Sijiu City. At this time, the ruler of the Qing Dynasty once abandoned his people. Escape to Rehe in the name of hunting!"

"Ergin...the commander of the British and French allied forces, he led the team to burn down the Old Summer Palace, the Garden of Ten Thousand Gardens!"

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