The years when I was reborn as a giant in the antique world

Listening to the sound, Hong Hai and the others walked forward to the door of a yard where a family was packing up furniture.

"Old Yuan, you can move that bed out, it will be easier to move when the furniture is collected later. By the way, there are also these broken chairs, and let him pull them away when the time comes, so as to save trouble—— —”

As soon as they approached, they heard a middle-aged woman's loud voice, instructing the middle-aged man next to her to move here and there. She herself was panting and carried two chairs on the open space in the middle of the yard. He raised his arm and wiped the sweat.

"Phew, I'm exhausted. I've finished tidying up those who killed thousands of knives. Why are these pieces of broken furniture so heavy? My mother's waist is about to break."

The middle-aged woman wiped the stool casually and sat on it, cursing.While fanning the wind with a cardboard she found somewhere, she looked at the few people standing at the door.

When she saw the fur and the big gold chain on Hong Hai's body, a gleam flashed in the woman's eyes, and she immediately understood the identity of the other party.

She immediately stood up and walked over to greet her with a smile on her face: "Oh, it's the owner of the antique shop, come on, come in quickly. I'll bring you all the old things at home. You can look at them as you like, don't you?" We'll sell whatever we fancy."

He said hello to the middle-aged man who was working hard, "Old Yuan, hurry up and pour a glass of water for the guests."

"Don't bother." Hong Hai looked at the empty yard and a lot of furniture, "Why are you starting to tidy up now?"

"Hey, the main reason is that the furniture collector hasn't come here for several months, and we can't transport it away by ourselves. It's going to be demolished soon. We finished packing ahead of time and plan to live with my daughter for a while."

At this time, the middle-aged man brought over the tea, and said in a muffled voice after hearing it, "Why don't we go there, the place where my daughter is small and not easy to live in, and my son-in-law probably won't like it."

"Why is he not happy? I gave birth to her and raised her for more than 20 years. I feel bad that the innocent girl married into their family as a daughter-in-law. It is said that the married daughter splashed water, and Xiaoyan married her. At that time, the gift money was only 5 yuan, which was really enough, and it was not enough for her brother to build a new house."

The middle-aged woman curled her lips, "Why, I can't live there for a while, I don't want to stay there. Besides, with so many furniture, who will move it? It's dead, can you move it? !"

The woman rolled her eyes at her husband, her loud voice hurt their ears.

Xu Ze stood up irritably, gave her a cold look, and walked to the door with long legs to wait.

The middle-aged man was silent for a while before he spoke, "Then I'll tell Xiaoyan first. We don't want to live in vain. Pay what you have to pay, Lifen, you can transfer 2000 yuan to her."

"Fuck me! This is my son's money, no one can touch it." Wang Lifen sounded like a cat whose tail had been trampled on, "I will fight desperately with whoever moves this money!"

Yun Zhou and the others frowned when they heard it, what age is this, why does she still have this old idea of ​​patriarchalism, her daughter is really unlucky.

But this is a family matter, and they don't like talking about it. Hong Hai interrupted the two of them, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, and quickly take out any old things."

Wang Lifen gave her husband a hard look, and went back to her room to get her things.

The man walked outside the door and smoked silently, while Xue Yifan and Hong Hai glanced at the furniture in the yard. There were quite a lot of things, including a large round table, armchairs, stools, small wooden stools, coffee table, wardrobe, bedside table, There is still a large bed in the room that has not been moved out.

Old furniture is basically solid wood, but solid wood is also divided into grades, and the price of hardwood is higher than that of softwood.Generally, they are arranged according to the level of material: one yellow (huanghuali), two black (red sandalwood), three red (old mahogany, chicken wing wood, rosewood), and four white (nanmu, beech, camphor, pine, etc.).

Hong Hai rummaged through several pieces of furniture, and found that the most common old elm wood was used, not any kind of high-grade wood, and because of the age, there were still many insect holes and cracks, and there was no wood in the furniture. It is worthless.

He wiped the ashes on his hands with a wet towel, feeling that there was no need to read any more.

Xue Yifan didn't stop observing, his expression became a little serious, and he lowered his head from time to time to check the material and integrity of the furniture.

He was originally in charge of the furniture, but unfortunately he hadn't gained much since the morning, and the porcelain, calligraphy and painting, and miscellaneous items that the other friends were in charge of all appeared high-quality goods, which made him feel a little guilty.

At this time, Wang Lifen brought the things over. In the iron box were coins, stamps and a pair of jade bracelets that she had saved for a long time. Hong Hai and Yun Zhou held them in their hands and looked at them.

After looking at it for less than a minute, she couldn't help asking: "Boss, what's the matter, are these things in my house worth? How much are they worth?"

Yun Zhou quickly put down the jade bracelet in his hand.

This pair of bracelets is milky white, with low transparency and thick texture. There is only a small piece of green on the top.

Hong Hai was bored playing with the "Xianfeng Heavy Treasure as Ten Copper Coins" in his hand. From the Manchu script on the back, it can be seen that Baonan Bureau tried to mint coins. If it is genuine, it will cost [-] to [-] yuan.

But this one, the size and weight are wrong, and the money text is not exquisite enough, so it can be said that it is an inferior product that cannot be more fake.As for the other Shunzhi Tongbao and Yongzheng Tongbao, not to mention, they are all fake.

Hong Hai pouted at Yunzhou, and threw the copper coins into the iron box.

"Boss, look at this...how exactly?"

Just as he was about to decline, he suddenly saw Xue Yifan gesturing to him through the cover of the furniture, and suddenly changed the topic, "Don't worry, let's look at other things."

Hong Hai walked around the furniture, raised his hand and rummaged for a while, "I see that your furniture is old, how do you usually collect it for door-to-door recycling?"

"Our kind is sold by the kilogram, fifty cents a kilogram, and leather sofas like that are sold by the piece, which is expensive."

Wang Lifen said with a sour tone, "The furniture recycling guy has made a lot of money in the past few years. I heard that he has changed to a bigger house and bought a car. He doesn't know how to increase the price when he receives the goods. He is a dead profiteer. See money-eyed stuff."

Hong Hai was very annoyed by this kind of person. It's none of your business to make money, so he reluctantly tried to deal with it, "...I see you have quite a lot of furniture, so you should be able to sell it for two or three hundred?"

"What's two or three hundred? The price is so high now, and it will be spent in a few days." She watched Hong Hai's movements, and her thoughts came alive, "Boss, these furniture are also old things. Which one do you like? I said, promise not to ask for more from you."

"Look at it first."

While chatting with her, Hong Hai walked up to Xue Yifan unobtrusively. Under the gesture of the other party, he saw the cutting board placed between the two wooden stools.

This cutting board is very large, and it looks like it was used in an old kitchen.

It was about 80 centimeters long, more than 40 centimeters wide, and more than 5 centimeters thick. It was dark brown, and the surface was stained with black oil stains and mildew spots, and a large piece was sunken in the middle due to cutting vegetables and meat.

But according to the smooth pattern on the side and back and the fine brown eyes, he recognized that it was probably a huanghuali cutting board.

If this is real Hainan huanghuali, damn it, Hong Hai's heart is bleeding, this is a waste of money!

Huanghua pear, also known as Dalbergia japonica, is produced in Vietnam, Myanmar, and other places. The most famous one is Hainan huanghuali. ①

Its growth period is very slow, and it takes 500 years to grow into a heartwood with a thick bowl mouth, which is the main reason why it is precious.

Hainan huanghuali is considered to be the top material for furniture because of its good oiliness, beautiful pattern, and not easy to deform and crack. Especially in the Ming Dynasty, it was used as the royal wood.

It is precisely because of the massive felling in the Ming and Qing Dynasties that the origin of Hainan huanghuali has been exhausted, and there is no more large output.Not to mention the hundreds of years of huanghuali, there are very few more than 50 years old.

At present, Hainan huanghuali has been listed as a national second-class protected plant.

The large pieces of huanghuali that appear on the market today are basically stock from the past. In recent years, the huanghuali produced in recent years can reach the thickness of an arm, which is considered a big piece, and more of them are yams or small pieces that are as thick as a thumb. It can be made into car beads or handles, which is extremely precious.

The large chopping board in front of Hong Hai has a width of more than 40 centimeters. If it is made from a whole material, the huanghuali tree is at least a thousand years old, which is extremely rare.

Hong Hai took a deep breath, and first picked up the wooden stool next to him, "I think this stool is pretty good, and it's in good condition."

Wang Lifen immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, the furniture has been used for decades, the quality is very good, and it can be used for several years after buying it back."

Hong Hai pretended to have just discovered the cutting board, picked it up and weighed it, the weight is lighter than ordinary hardwood, and the back feels as smooth and delicate as a baby's skin, so he strengthened his judgment, "How can this cutting board be put on the table?" Is it here? It looks like it hasn’t been used for a long time.”

"This cutting board was brought from home because my mother thought it was too small in the kitchen. But it's really easy to use. It hasn't deformed after five or six years of use. Later, I replaced it with a new one. Anyway It's all wood, so I sold it as a piece this time." Wang Lifen explained.

She originally planned to throw away this board, but who knew that the old woman would not let it go, so she kept it until now.But she thinks it's okay, at least it can be sold for a few dollars.

"It's rare to see such a thick chopping board now."

Hong Hai put it down, and casually pointed to two pieces of relatively intact furniture, "This, this, this chopping board, plus the pair of bracelets just now, one kick, 3000 yuan."

"What, these things are only three thousand in total?"

Wang Lifen looked in disbelief, and her voice became sharper: "Boss, you are not being kind, my pair of bracelets are passed down from my family, how could it be so cheap—"

Why did the old Ma's two broken flower pots sell for [-] yuan, but it would cost [-] yuan to her, which is too much difference.

"That's the price." Hong Hai looked impatient, picked up his bag and was about to leave, "Why don't you go to another place and ask if they can give you this price. Guys, let's go!"

"Hey, hey, don't go yet." Wang Lifen was a little flustered, but she was quick-witted at the critical moment, "Boss, can this work? Don't you also like furniture? I can't sell the bracelet, so you can take the furniture. "

"Your calculation is really shrewd." Hong Hai sneered, "But I never force others to do what they want, and I will pay five hundred for the furniture."

"Okay, okay, of course." Wang Lifen smiled with her eyes narrowed, and greeted her husband who was smoking at the door, "Old Yuan, Lao Yuan, come quickly and help the boss install the furniture."

The furniture had to be recycled for a total of two to three hundred yuan. Not to mention the 500 yuan earned in vain, and the handed down bracelets were also kept. It seemed that the pair of bracelets could be worth at least two thousand and five yuan.

She won't sell this pair of bracelets. Wouldn't it be better to give it to her daughter-in-law as a meeting gift when the time comes?It is beautiful and easy to hold, and it can be passed on forever.

The small calculations in Wang Lifen's heart were crackling, she felt that she was really good at settling accounts, and she had a faint sense of superiority in her heart when facing the big boss in front of her.

So what if you are rich, at first you took two broken flowerpots as treasures, and then you fell in love with these pieces of broken furniture, if you want her to say, these are made by the rich, blind.

Yuan Wenhua moved two stools and walked in front, Xue Yifan held the chopping board in his arms excitedly, and Hong Hai also hummed a little song after walking out of the gate.

Such a large piece of huanghuali old material can be won for 500 yuan, which is a huge profit.

Yuan Wenhua put the furniture in the trunk, and when he turned to leave, he was stopped by Hong Hai, "Wait a minute. I just remembered that the pair of bracelets was wrong, and the bid was a little low. I should add another 2000 yuan. Just give you the money."

"Oh." The middle-aged man was a little overwhelmed, why did he buy things and add more money?

"Your wife doesn't know about this, she is very satisfied with the price just now." Hong Hai reminded indiscriminately, deliberately emphasizing the three words 'don't know', "After 2000 yuan is given to you, how to arrange it for you to see for yourself do it.

By the way, do you want cash or bank card transfer? "

"I..." Yuan Wenhua's heart was pounding. The 2000 yuan could just be transferred to his daughter, so he couldn't help swallowing, "Transfer! Boss, please transfer to this account—"

"Thank you, boss, thank you very much." Under the eyes of several people who saw through everything, he felt that his thoughts could not be hidden, and his heart was complicated and unspeakable.

Before the other party left, Yun Zhou said: "Uncle, the times are really different now, and girls are no worse than boys. Many families have only one girl and no son, so don't they live happily ever after?

I think you have to stand up, otherwise this kind of patriarchal thinking will be passed down from generation to generation. When will it end? "

Yuan Wenhua returned home with a face of silence, Wang Lifen couldn't help complaining after seeing him: "Why have you been away for so long? The furniture collector will come soon. Let's pack up quickly and go to Xiaoyan's house tomorrow."

"We're not going!"

"What did you say?" Wang Lifen's eyes widened suddenly, feeling why her husband had changed after going out for a trip.

"I can't say no. I just bought a house for my son, and we will live in his house. It is more than enough for him to live alone in such a big house."

"No, that is a wedding room bought for him, and it will be used for marriage in the future."

"Then we'll talk about it after we get married! That's it." The man stood up abruptly, staring at her with red eyes, scaring Wang Lifen too much to say anything.

It was the first time she had seen her husband's expression like this. There was a fire burning in the depths of her eyes, raging and hot.It felt like if she said one more word, the fire would burn her.

Here, Hong Hai held the chopping board in his hand and kept looking at it, wiped off the dust on it, and asked mysteriously: "Xiao Zhouzhou, young master, guess what material this is made of?"

When he and Xue Yifan were gesturing just now, they didn't know it.

Yun Zhou took the chopping board over and smelled it. After so many years, he can still feel a very faint fragrance, which comes and goes, with a little bit of agarwood. This smell is the smell of huanghuali. incense.

The front of the chopping board can no longer see the original texture due to frequent use, but the back can still see relatively smooth patterns and fine brown eyes, and even "ghost faces" and "ghost eyes" formed by scars, looming in the wood , not very obvious.

Yun Zhou stroked it lightly with his hands, and it felt like a baby's face, especially delicate and smooth, with a fluorescent color and full of oiliness.He had a faint guess in his heart, but he couldn't believe it.

Xu Ze took a closer look at the distribution of lines: "It's sea yellow."

"Bingo!"

Hong Hai gave him a thumbs-up, and then hugged Xue Yifan, "This time the leak was picked up by Yifan, it's amazing, I found such a treasure in a pile of broken furniture.

It’s just too irritating, using Hainan huanghuali as a chopping board for cutting vegetables, who is so short-sighted—”

Hong Hai made a comparison with his hands, "Damn it, it's a full two centimeters indentation, hundreds of thousands will be gone in the blink of an eye!"

Huanghua pear has increased 8 times in just 400 years. I am afraid that nothing can catch up with its price increase!

A whole piece of huanghuali with such a thickness and length is now rare. Even the official hat chair in the Ming and Qing Dynasties has a backboard only 1.2 cm thick. The thickness of this board is more than 5 cm. More than four times that!

It's a pity that there are only three centimeters left. Not only him, but others are also very sorry, but if it weren't for this, they might not be able to pick it up.

"This piece of huanghuali was picked up by Yifan. Naturally, it belongs to him. Everyone has no objection?" Although Hong Hai said this, he was obviously very greedy.

Xue Yifan pondered: "But, this thing is not very useful to me." He mainly wanted to take the opportunity to prove his worth, and he also has a lot of research on furniture!

Hong Hai was waiting for this sentence, "Then let's bid, the highest bidder wins, I will offer this amount, 30."

Neither Xu Ze nor Yun Zhou asked for a price.

Hong Hai transferred the money over and was so happy that he died.This board can be used as the seat surface of two official hat chairs, or as a table of huanghuali, at least more than a million.

Putting the other two pieces of broken furniture aside, the few people came across someone who came to collect the furniture when they were walking in the alley. They were riding a tricycle, and a lot of furniture was installed in the back.

Hong Hai saw something like a red sandalwood pen holder tied outside near the outer edge with sharp eyes, and immediately made him stop.