Appreciation of treasures

Chapter 979
The strong man hurriedly picked up the jade pendant in his hand and began to look carefully.

Seeing this, he was shocked, because he really saw that Guan Gong in his hand had opened his eyes.

"This Guan Gong opened his eyes, what's the matter? Killing people, killing others, killing all directions in the mall, isn't it good?" The strong man was guilty, but he refused to give in.

Zhao Gang just smiled and ignored him.

However, some collectors participating in the treasure appraisal behind the strong man could not stand it anymore.

"I just opened a tattoo shop. Let me tell you, open your eyes to Guan Gong. I dare not tattoo customers. There are taboos here. Guan Ergong is too murderous. If your fate is not strong enough, you often can't memorize it. There will be many disasters, and even my life will be lost.”

"That's right, those who play antiques, who doesn't know Erye Guan, you are a layman at first sight, go down and exchange your jade pendant for another, otherwise you have received some of them, and even came here to appraise treasures without knowing it."

"I'm laughing to death. You see, he spent 15 yuan, but he bought an eye-opening Guan Gong, you know? The temperament of such a fine piece of jade has been destroyed, and on the contrary, it has only added to the embarrassment of myself."

When the strong man heard this, his face turned pale, and his hand holding the jade pendant could not stop shaking.

But he spent too much money, and he also hoped that this thing would bring him good luck and enable him to kill everyone in the business world.

The brawny man couldn't accept it for a while, and cursed at everyone: "What are you kidding me about? My life is so hard. I died once when I was five years old. The King of Hell didn't dare to take me away. What am I afraid of? Others If I can’t carry Guan Gong, I’m afraid I won’t be able to? I’m sure I’ll wear this jade pendant.”

He also made the decision after hearing Zhao Gang confirm that although his jade was not from the Ming Dynasty, it was still of good quality.

He thinks that his destiny is hard enough, and in this way, he might be able to get some blessings from Mr. Guan Er.

After Zhao Gang heard this, he had to shake his head. Now these people are really playing wild, one is more courageous than the other, even dare to wear Guan Gong's jade pendant with his eyes open.

Zhao Gang said: "I have no objection to wearing it, but I don't know if you are tough or not. The Guan Erye on your jade pendant is too fierce, too fierce, and too hostile."

Zhao Gang changed the subject: "Such a Guan Yu, engraved on such a jade stone, looks very abnormal. Logically speaking, such a Guan Yu is often carved as a door god and used to suppress some evil spirits. For humans, it is too life-threatening, and generally would not do this. But it can't stop him from having such an effect, so some villains will use this method to harm others secretly."

Seeing the uncertain expression on the strong man's face, Zhao Gang smiled and said, "I'm afraid you didn't get this thing from shopping around through regular channels, but a friend of yours sold it to you."

When the strong man heard it, he panicked: "You are talking nonsense! Obviously, I bought this at the antique market for 15 yuan. How did you know that a friend sold it to me? Nonsense!"

There was a flame of embarrassment turning into anger on his body, which made everyone stay away from him a little.

Zhao Gang smiled and said: "These have nothing to do with me, they are just a few good words to advise you to take care of yourself. Whether you wear this jade or not is up to you."

The burly man listened, with a gloomy face, he still cupped his hands and said: "Thank you." He turned his head and left.

He did not get this jade pendant through formal channels, but bought it from a friend who resold cultural relics.

I have always cooperated very well with him, but I didn't expect to find out that he was lying to me this time.

And I used this evil jade pendant to tell myself that wearing this jade pendant can bring me wealth.

This made the strong man have great doubts about this friend's motives.

He decided to go back and investigate the matter carefully.

He gradually walked away, and the people behind immediately rushed up again.

A middle-aged man with a mustache respectfully handed over a scroll of paintings.

Zhao Gang looked at it and thought, why is it a painting again, this painting is related to him?
Zhao Gang frowned as he looked at the things in this man's hand.

"Brother, you, you? Say it yourself, what is it?"

That old man with a mustache and a courteous face, dressed in a cadre uniform, said proudly: "This is the work of Tang Bohu, a talented scholar in the Ming Dynasty. Surely."

"Are you sure it's really from the Ming Dynasty? Although the ancient object is an ancient object, it must be from this era." Zhao Gang said.

This painting, with exquisite brushwork and wonderful images, is about a maid. It is very beautiful, and it looks like it is full of ancient feelings and it is true to touch the paper.

The signature is indeed Tang Yin, and the age is indeed old, just one thing, no matter how much he looks like Tang Yin, he is still an imitation.

The genuine imitations, but the imitations are from a relatively old age, and are imitations from the Qing Dynasty.

In terms of value, it does have a certain value and can be identified as a collection of the Qing Dynasty.

But it is obviously impossible to say that it is Tang Yin's authentic work.

Bazihu ​​said eagerly: "Tell me, what's wrong with my painting."

"There is no problem with the problem, but your thing is from the Qing Dynasty."

The mustache's face turned pale, and he fell to the ground in fright, "It's from the Qing Dynasty? You mean, mine is fake?"

Zhao Gang took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "If you want to say whether it is the authentic work of Tang Bohu, then it is definitely not. Tang Bohu is from the Ming Dynasty. However, this thing still has its value, that is, it is from the Qing Dynasty. A certain painter in the Qing Dynasty imitated Tang Bohu's painting, but I can't tell who it is, because I have never seen this kind of brushwork."

Zhao Gang didn't say the second half of the sentence. If it was a brushwork he had never seen before, then it was basically a cheap brushwork, because as long as it was a valuable painter's work, he could recognize it at a glance.

He looked at the mustache who fell to the ground with an unbelievable look on his face.

Zhao Gang knew that he couldn't accept this reality. The things handed down from his ancestors were actually imitations.

Things that could have sold for tens of millions, but now I don't know how much they can sell.

There are many such things in the antique circle. It can be said that as much expectation as you hold, you will be disappointed.

Zhao Gang comforted: "Don't be discouraged, this work is exquisite in brushwork, not messy at all, very organized, and not weak in skill, even among imitations, it is still a very good work, let alone Qing Dynasty imitation. Yes, it also has its unique collection value."

Bazihu ​​looked at Zhao Gang desperately and said, "Master, please give me a price, so that I can give up."

Zhao Gang glanced at him and said: "I can't lie to you. This thing is between [-] and [-]. You can weigh the specific price yourself. It's still about the same."

"If you collect it for a few more years, maybe it will be higher."

At this time, the character Hu said sadly: "Hey, well, I thought I would achieve wealth and freedom in this life by relying on this thing. It seems to be a delusion."

"My family is a demolition household, and I don't lack these hundred and eighty thousand things. I'd better keep them as things passed down from my ancestors."

(End of this chapter)