A treasure-appraisal maniac

Shen Zhong politely made an unkind request, but was rejected unceremoniously by Lu Fei, which made Shen Zhong feel like a lump in his throat.

I'm being polite.

You're welcome, do you understand?

According to the routine, you should say, Mr. Shen, please speak up. What is going on like this now?

Shen Zhong finally figured it out. The kid in front of him probably had a mental problem and didn't play his cards according to the routine at all. Being too modest with such a person would not work at all.

Shen Zhong smiled awkwardly and said.

"Young man, I want to buy this thing from you, but I don't know if I can part with it?"

Lu Fei curled his lips and said.

"Is it enough to just say no?"

"You're still asking for it without mercy. It's such a formality that it makes my head hurt."

"You are right, I am too verbose. So you are planning to take action?" Shen Zhong asked.

"Not for sale!"

"puff!"

"What, I can give you a high price. You bought it for five hundred yuan, how about I give you five thousand?" Shen Zhong said.

Five thousand?

When he heard the number five thousand, the stall owner's little heart twitched violently, and he felt regretful.

Damn it, what a treasure.

After being teased by this kid for a long time, I still lost four thousand and five thousand in the end. Isn't this a shame?

Five hundred turned into five thousand, and the tenfold profit made the surrounding stall owners envious of Lu Fei.

I never imagined that Lu Fei wouldn't buy it at all.

"As the saying goes, old people are smart and horses are old and slippery. This is true at all. Mr. Shen is trying to catch me!"

At this time Liu Jicheng, who had been glaring at Lu Fei, stood up again.

"Boy, my master said this thing is worth five thousand, it is worth five thousand."

"You are still free to sell or not, but please choose your words. If you say something rude again, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Lu Fei said pretending to be scared.

"You are awesome and I can't afford to offend you. If you don't sell the things, why don't I just say goodbye?"

Lu Fei was about to leave, but the elderly Shen Zhong took the most vigorous steps and stopped directly in front of Lu Fei.

"Young man, we can discuss everything easily. If you are not satisfied with the five thousand, I will give you more. Do you win the twenty thousand?"

"Hiss——"

"puff"

When the price of 20,000 yuan was quoted, the stall owner suddenly felt his blood surge and he had an urge to vomit blood.

The onlookers were even more shocked.

What the hell is this shit, and Mr. Shen is actually willing to pay 20,000 yuan to buy it? It’s simply unbelievable!

Lu Fei glared at Shen Zhong and said.

"No, get out!"

"Boy, you dare to insult my master, me"

"shut up!"

Shen Zhong pulled the furious Liu Jicheng aside and said with a smile on his face.

"Young man, I was too greedy just now and wanted to catch you. Now that you have discovered it, I will give you the fairest price in one step. How about selling it to me for 50,000 yuan?"

thump!

As soon as Shen Zhong finished speaking, the stall owner fell to the ground slumped.

The people around were dumbfounded.

Lu Fei said with a cold smile.

"fifty thousand?"

"Director Shen is so generous!"

"Come on, come on, in front of everyone, tell me what this thing is and let everyone estimate its price."

"this"

Shen Zhong frowned in embarrassment.

Shen Zhong definitely can't say it. If he does, there's no point in picking up the slack!

But the interest of the onlookers was aroused.

Everyone is curious, what is this object that looks like a water ladle or a shit spoon?

Damn, why is this thing so valuable?

Even the stall owner who was slumped on the ground craned his neck in anticipation. Even if he was a coward, he had to figure it out before he died!

"Director Shen, what on earth is this?"

"Yes, what is this thing used for?"

"Director Shen, please tell everyone so that we can understand."

"Director Shen, please."

"Director Shen"

When everyone asked, Shen Zhong became even more embarrassed and said to the people around him with a smile.

"Everyone, please don't mess around. I can't explain this thing clearly at the moment, but it looks like an old thing to me."

"Young man, I really like this thing. Let's do it this way. I'll pay you 200,000, and how about you give it to me?"

boom--

When the price of two hundred thousand was quoted, the stall owner rolled his eyes and fainted.

The surrounding people were completely shocked.

"Oh my God, what the hell is this thing that's worth two hundred thousand?"

"Oh my God, Lao Zhao has been putting this thing up for half a month. I wanted to exchange it for a small single-color glaze bowl that day, but I didn't even exchange it. I hate it so much!"

"Five hundred has turned into two hundred thousand. What a huge profit. This young man has made a fortune."

Shen Zhong looked at Lu Fei expectantly, and the latter glared and said coldly.

"Old man, you are such a thief."

"You won't give up until you trick me!"

"I saved your face and hoped that you would retreat in spite of the difficulties. I didn't expect you to be so shameless!"

"Young man, business cannot be done without mercy, please speak more politely." Shen Zhong said displeased.

"polite?"

"You fucking deserve to be polite to me?"

"Western Han Dynasty Alien Beast Cloud Dragon Pattern Iron"

, the most amazing big treasure in the whole of China, you only paid 200,000, and you are still talking plausibly, young master, do I still need to be polite to you? "

"As the director of Luo Jing Museum, would you not recognize what this is?"

"But in order to take advantage, you don't even dare to tell the truth in front of everyone, and you don't even want old Bilian. Are you the only one who deserves to be so polite?"

"I bother!"

"Shameless thing, I feel sick when I see you."

Lu Fei was right. This thing was neither a water ladle nor a dung spoon, but a Western Han Dynasty style bronze iron.

Over the course of more than two thousand years, the shape and function of the iron have changed many times.

During the Han, Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, the main material of the iron was copper or iron, and no wooden handle was installed.

Irons in the Song Dynasty generally had a hollow short handle with a wooden handle inserted. The basin for placing the charcoal fire was higher and deeper. The shape was not completely round, but some were also in the shape of a bucket.

It is not only used for traditional ironing and silk fabrics, but also for incense, paper ironing, book protection, and drinking.

During the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the iron followed the shape of the Song and Yuan Dynasties, except that the rim near the handle was raised higher to better prevent embers from falling out.

During the Republic of China, the shape of the iron changed from bowl-shaped to triangular and sealed, which is very close to the current iron, except for a "small chimney".

The irons in the late Republic of China didn't even have a "chimney". Most of the fuel was sealed in a space. After the clothes were ironed, the burned ashes were poured out. The shape of this iron was basically the same as today's irons.

Although a bronze iron may sound a bit vulgar, it is an extremely rare treasure.

Among all the bronzes unearthed in China so far, only a bronze iron was unearthed from the tomb of King Qi in Chang'an.

The bronze iron had a single mottled pattern all over its body, and it was broken into six petals when it was found.

Even so, it is still regarded as one of the top ten treasures of the Chang'an Museum.