Antique Dealer

Chapter 71 Small Abacus

In fact, several years ago, there were news reports on the Internet, saying that in order to sell fake antiques, people put a seal with the words "Forbidden City Preservation Committee" on the antique packaging box to deceive others. He was caught and eventually sentenced to several years in prison.

Moreover, a few years ago, in a treasure appraising program on CCTV, some people took the porcelain in the box of the "Forbidden City Preservation Committee" for appraisal, and it was determined by experts to be counterfeit.

A few years ago, there were often such news reports on the Internet, and gradually this kind of scam became rare. I didn't expect to see it here again today.Perhaps, as someone said, most people in the Internet age have very short memories. The news you read on Weibo in the morning will be the same as last year when you read it in the evening, let alone the news a few years ago. Went to Java Island.

But in the end, it is greed. As long as you have a little brain, you will know that the cultural relics of the Forbidden City cannot be bought at a very low price.

Ye Qisheng's daughter pointed to the box and said: "At first, I felt strange when I saw the seal of the 'Forbidden City Preservation Committee', and I had never heard of this department before, so I checked the Internet and found this 'Forbidden City Preservation Committee' It only existed for a short period of time during the period of the Republic of China, and it was cancelled, even before the work was carried out.”

Ye Qisheng was unconvinced: "Some news on the Internet is just nonsense, how did you know that the work hadn't started yet?"

The woman is also straightforward, and shook her head: "Don't deceive yourself, Uncle Jin and the others have come to see it, and they all say that there is something wrong with it."

Ye Qisheng's face was drawn very long: "You girl, why are you so eager to say that the things I bought are fake!"

"Do you think I don't want you to buy the real thing? The key is that you are at this level..."

Ye Qisheng interrupted his daughter impatiently: "That's right, you better stop talking, let others judge for themselves whether it's true or not."

Fang Hao had already looked at some indoor collections while the father and daughter were talking, but the result was not very good as he thought before.

He secretly gave Li Mingchao a look, and when Li Mingchao received it, he smiled and said to Ye Qisheng: "Uncle Ye, my uncle said, you have a red-glazed jade pot and spring vase here for the Qianlong sacrifice, can you show it to us?" ?”

Ye Qisheng waved his hand directly: "I'll talk about the bottle later, you should take a look at these things in the room first, if the price offered satisfies me, I will naturally take out the bottle."

After hearing this, Li Mingchao felt a little upset: "Mr., you don't want to sell the bottle together with these things, do you?"

Ye Qisheng was quite honest: "That's for sure, otherwise all the treasures will be sold, who should I sell these things to?"

Fang Hao also frowned. I believe that no one likes tie-in sales. What's more, most of the collections in Ye Qisheng's house have problems. For a thing that is only worth 30 million, I bought some of them. Rubbish, to him, it's not worth thinking about.

So he said: "Old man, we understand your feelings, but you have to show us, if the things are good, we are naturally willing."

Li Mingchao also had the same opinion: "Don't worry, you and my uncle are also old friends, and we will definitely not cheat you."

"Okay, you guys just wait here!" Ye Qisheng walked out of the room with a look of reluctance.

It was impossible for Fang Hao and Li Mingchao to wait, so they first observed the antiques on the shelf, but most of them were of poor quality, except for the sealed box that was not opened, he only selected seven genuine ones from the rest of the collection. , and these seven authentic items are relatively ordinary, and the combined value is only about [-].

"Why hasn't Mr. Ye come back?" Seeing that it had been more than an hour, and Ye Qisheng hadn't come back, this made Li Mingchao very strange.

The woman quickly apologized: "I'm really sorry, the bottle is stored in another community, and it's a long way to go back and forth."

Fang Hao noticed that the woman's eyes were a little erratic, obviously lying, and besides, he didn't hear the sound of the door opening just now.

He shook his head secretly, what's the point of doing this?Do they really think they are fools? If they don't have something, he will definitely not bid.

"Have you all finished?" the woman asked when she saw them stop.

Li Mingchao nodded.

"How much is true?" The woman quickly asked again. She didn't quite trust her father's eyesight, but she was definitely not willing to waste so much money in vain.

Fang Hao said vaguely: "We are not interested in much."

The woman also knows some rules in the antique industry. Seeing what Fang Hao said, she looked a little frustrated.

At this time, the sound of opening the door and talking came from outside. The woman asked Fang Hao and the others to wait for a while, walked to the door, and looked outside.

Fang Hao and Li Mingchao looked at each other, and Li Mingchao came closer, and said in a low voice, "What do you think the people outside are from?"

Fang Hao curled his lips: "Obviously, another buyer was called."

This kind of behavior is really disgusting. If he didn't want to leave empty-handed, he would have suggested leaving now.

Sure enough, Ye Qisheng came in with two middle-aged men, and introduced them with a smile: "Mr. Li, everything in this room is my collection."

Mr. Li, whose real name is Li Jikai, wears glasses and has a big round face. He is a veteran collector of antiques in the capital, and Li Mingchao also knows him.

Li Jikai noticed that there were two young people in the room, felt something was wrong, and asked, "Who are these two?"

Before Ye Qisheng could speak, Li Mingchao said, "Hello, Mr. Li, I am Li Mingchao, Zhu Junda's nephew, and this is my friend Fang Hao. I have contacted Mr. Ye today. Come and see his Collection."

After hearing this, Li Jikai understood what was going on, and frowned and looked at Ye Qisheng.

The other middle-aged man was Ye Qisheng's son, Ye Chen. He blamed his father and said, "Dad, since you've made an appointment with someone else, why didn't you tell me about it? Let's see what happened!"

Ye Qisheng said angrily: "Then you didn't tell me that you will bring Teacher Li over today!"

He said kindly to Li Jikai again: "Mr. Li, you are here anyway, if you really want to see something, you can discuss it."

How can Li Jikai not see that the father and son are acting, he hates being calculated by others, he raised his hand and looked at the time: "Oh, I'm so sorry, I forgot that there are important things to deal with today, how about this, wait until you have time , I'll come over again."

Seeing that Li Jikai was about to leave, Ye Qisheng couldn't make him happy, he hurriedly said: "Mr. Li, please wait a moment, I still have a painting by Dong Qichang here, would you like to take a look at it?"

(End of this chapter)