Happy Tycoon

Seeing that Yang Jing was still in a daze, Boss Huang said with a smile: Xiao Yang, you don't have to be embarrassed, maybe you don't know, I am really happy to know you today. I This person is like this, he looks at the right person, and I like to communicate with him more. If the wrong person is not right, I don’t bother to bother. As for you, it happens to be the person that my old Huang looks at. So, I am in vain You don’t need to have any psychological pressure to send you a worthless item. The things in this store are all mine, and I can give them to whoever I like. Besides, the things I gave you are not worth much, so you take them back and play with them Just have fun.

What Old Huang said made Yang Jing even more uneasy.

It seems that Lao Huang really wants to give him something, not just talking about it. It would be too unreasonable for me to still pick up the loopholes under such circumstances.

Grandpa often taught himself that although people in the industry are proud of picking up leaks, they should be picked up according to the situation. Some omissions can be picked up, but some omissions can not be picked up or it is best not to pick them up. This decision should be made according to the actual situation. Of course, the more important thing is to follow your heart!

Thinking of this, Yang Jing couldn't help asking himself, under what circumstances should we pick up the leak, and under what circumstances should we not pick up the leak?

Obviously, the big leak I picked up in Valdi Castle some time ago made me very comfortable, and I didn't have any psychological burden, especially the butler John dared to ask the police to buy me coffee. Leakage naturally does not have any psychological burden.

But the old Huang in front of him is obviously different from the Vardy family. Although he didn't know each other before, he is really kind to him today.

If I still pick up the leak under this situation, I can't justify it in my heart!

Yang Jing, who has been in the antique business with his grandfather since he was a child, naturally understands many sayings in this business. For example, there is a generally accepted standard of doing things in this industry, that is thick face, black heart!

A few words directly express the core of this business. If you can't do these two points, it is very difficult to become famous in the industry. And only those guys who are thick-skinned and dark-hearted enough can succeed in this business.

Although it is cruel to say so, the facts are there.

In this line of work, except for those who have real skills, most of those who have made a name for themselves are based on thick faces and black hearts. In fact, even those people have more or less done some thick-faced and dark-hearted things.

Among other things, Yang Jing has seen his grandfather do such things several times. Grandpa is really a good old man. In the antique circle of Tianqu City, he is definitely recognized as a good old man. But even a good old man like grandpa, didn't he do such a thing?

With a thick face and a dark heart, this is a hurdle that no one in the antique industry can get around!

Similarly, my grandfather once said, do whatever you want, even if you are thick-faced and dark-hearted, you have to follow your heart.

Before, Yang Jing didn't understand what grandpa meant by Xinxin, but today, he seemed to understand a little bit.

Thinking of this, Yang Jing secretly made a decision in his heart.

Old Huang, are you really sure you want to give this thing to me for free? Now that he had made a decision in his heart, Yang Jing immediately felt a lot lighter, and asked Lao Huang half-jokingly.

Lao Huang stared, as if he was not satisfied with what Yang Jing said.

What? My old Huang also spit out his saliva and landed on the ground. He is a pit master. Since I said I will give you away for nothing, I will give you for nothing!

Yang Jing nodded with a smile and said: Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient. But Lao Huang, I can't take this thing in my hand for nothing. Let me change it.

Old Huang was taken aback, and Yang Jing didn't give him a chance to speak. Holding the black broken stone in his hand, he strolled to the little ancient shelf under the west wall. Picking up a brush washer with a price tag of 2,800 pounds, he said, Old Huang, if you want to give it away, just give it to me.

Lao Huang was stunned again, looking at the brush washer, the muscles on his face trembled, he gritted his teeth and said, Okay, this brush washer will be given to you.

Seeing that Lao Huang still insisted on giving him this brush washer even though he was very distressed, Yang Jing felt that his decision just now was right.

This brush wash is not something expensive, but it is something from a folk kiln during the Qianlong period. If it were in China, such a brush wash would cost about 14,000 to 5,000 yuan. Not too high, this is London after all, not China.

Yang Jing smiled, put the brush washer on the shelf, and then said to Lao Huang: Old Huang, you said that the batch of goods you made six years ago lost money?

Although he didn't know why Yang Jing asked this, he still nodded.

Yang Jing said: Old Huang, you didn't actually lose money on that batch of goods. On the contrary, you made a lot of money. Well, this item in my hand is enough to triple your profit.

Seeing Lao Huang's expression of disbelief, Yang Jing didn't think he was disobedient. He continued, Old Huang, I'm afraid you haven't figured out what this object is in my hand, right? I'll tell you now, if I If you didn't miss it, the stone in my hand should be an old Duan inkstone, but this Duan inkstone was deliberately made into this shape, so you didn't see it.

Hearing what Yang Jing said, Lao Huang said with an unbelievable expression on his face: Xiao Yang, you are not coaxing me to play, are you? Just such a broken black stone is actually a Duan inkstone?

Yang Jing nodded, and asked: Old Huang, do you have tools like carving knives here? Also, you'd better bring a basin of clean water over here. I'll try to see if I can get rid of the outside of this Duan inkstone. Go down, so you will know whether this thing is a treasure or not.

Lao Huang hurried to the second floor, and after a while, he came down with a tool bag. Yang Jing found a carving knife from the tool bag, carefully carved two knives on the outside of this Duan inkstone, and found that the outer layer was not as hard as imagined, so he nodded.

After Lao Huang came over with a basin of clear water, Yang Jing put the Duan inkstone in the water and said, It will be much easier to remove those things after soaking for a while. Don't worry, the inkstone is not afraid of blisters. As long as it is not soaked in sea water, it will not damage the inkstone even if it is soaked for decades.

After the inkstone was placed in the water, the clear water in the pot soon became cloudy. After soaking for more than 20 minutes, Yang Jing picked up the inkstone again, and it turned out that the inkstone was quite different.

Yang Jing found a hard-bristled brush from the tool bag again, and began to scrub the inkstone. After not much effort, the hard-bristle brush wiped off the wrapping on the outside of the inkstone.

What finally appeared before the two of them was a shiny black inkstone about 18 centimeters long, 15 centimeters wide and 4 centimeters thick.

This inkstone looks like a human palm, and the middle inkstone hall is a standard circle. At first glance, it looks like a black sun.

The forehead, the inkstone, and the edge of the inkstone around the inkstone are all carved with extremely exquisite sea ripples, and even the parts of the inkstone pool are also covered with sea ripples.

All the sea ripples surround the inkstone hall in the middle, so that when this inkstone is viewed from the front, it is a sea surrounded by a huge sun.

This type of inkstone has a famous name among ancient inkstones, which is called Sea and Sky Rising Sun, also known as Sea Waves Reflecting the Sun.

Lao Huang is obviously also a veteran in the field. Seeing the appearance of this inkstone, he immediately said in surprise: This, this is a Haitian Rising Sun inkstone.

Yang Jing didn't speak, but turned over the inkstone. Sure enough, there was an inscription in regular script on the back of the inkstone: It's not square or round, and it can't be carved. A little bit of grinding is not noticed by virtue. It's like gold being smelted, like jade. Lipu. Duanzhou is so talented, and I can tell you that a gentleman is happy. The two regular characters of Dian Ming are signed. (PS: This inscription was originally Yu Dian's inscription on the inkstone of Dongtian Yipin Duanyan. It is borrowed here, so don't worry about it.)

When Lao Huang saw the inscription, his eyes straightened immediately, and he stammered, This, this is actually a Duan inkstone of Yu Dian style? Oh my God!

Yang Jing smiled and did not speak, but his heart was extremely happy, as if his body had been washed from the inside out.

Grandpa said it well, you can do whatever you want.

Yang Jing finally understood some of the meaning of this sentence.

some things, some things

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