I Can Extract Abilities From Antiques

As the phone hung up, Sun Fugui, who had been listening to Hu Muzhi's call, said, "Brother Hu, are you going to Hong Kong in a week?"

"What? Is there something you want me to buy on your behalf?" Hu Muzhi said half-jokingly.

Sun Fugui smiled and said.

"I heard people say that some cultural relics dealers will disassemble the Ming and Qing furniture purchased in the mainland, turn them into a large side and a tent, and then tie them with hemp ropes and transport them to the Xiangjiang River.

"When these pieces of furniture arrive in Hong Kong, before they can be reassembled, someone will pick them up. Good, bad, complete sets, and individual pieces, it all depends on the discernment of the pickers. Is this true?"

"Really." Hu Muzhi nodded and said, "But to be able to find the original pieces one by one from the bulk materials of ancient furniture and assemble them into a complete piece of furniture requires a certain amount of skill."

"Except for experts, it is almost impossible for general antique dealers and collectors to choose the finest Ming furniture from bulk materials.

"Brother Hu, aren't you an expert in this field?" Sun Fugui first flattered and continued: "Actually, I don't need high-quality Ming-style furniture, what Qing-style, Republic of China furniture, as long as it is hardwood furniture, I will All are acceptable.""

"So, can you please..."

"Okay, if you come across it, I'll help you pick a few pieces." Hu Muzhi nodded in response.

Sun Fugui showed a happy smile, 19 he opened the zipper of his briefcase, took out four bundles of hundred-yuan bills, and handed them to Hu Muzhi, said.

"Brother Hu, you have brought so much with you when you go out today, you should take it first, if it is not enough, you will call me when the time comes.

"Old Sun, what did I tell you just now? Save some money and do your own business well first." Hu Muzhi said.

"Brother Hu, this is the 40,000 yuan that I finally used to buy hardwood furniture. In the next period of time, I will not spend money on hardwood furniture, but will only focus on the cannery." Sun Fugui continued. .

This 40,000 yuan is not much for the expansion of a cannery, but it is not a lot.

Hu Muzhi thought about it for a while, then came up with a plan, and said, "Old Sun, do you think this will work?"

"I won't take this money. If I really find decent hardwood furniture in Xiangjiang, I'll keep it for you. If you don't want the money, just take me as a stake in your factory, and if you make money later, just give me dividends. .

"That's too good." Sun Fugui agreed without thinking, knowing that Hu Muzhi wanted to help him.

However, Hu Muzhi did not expect that this small act of kindness would pay off hundreds of times in the near future.

Hu Muzhi looked at the time and found that it was also lunch time, so he greeted Sun Fugui: "Old Sun, go, go eat first."

"Have a good drink." Sun Fugui smiled.

Immediately, the two left the courtyard.

Originally, the two were going to go to the restaurant to order a few stir-fries, accompanied by a few bottles of beer.

However, on the way to the restaurant, Hu Muzhi just happened to see the braised boiled fire at the stall, and he was a little greedy.

After all, I have been eating home-cooked food for the past few days, and I also want to change the taste.

When even suggested: "Old Sun, otherwise don't go to the restaurant to eat, go to eat a bowl of stewed boiled fire.

"It's a good proposal." Sun Fugui agreed without hesitation.

As a native of the capital, there are not many people who don't like braised boiled fire.

The stall owner of the stewed fire is a young woman.

About thirty years old, wearing an apron.

Since it happened to be a stall, Hu Muzhi and Sun Fugui were the first guests.

"Eldest sister, two bowls of braised boiled fire and four bottles of beer." Hu Muzhi came to the booth and said to the woman.

"Okay, the two of you will sit down first, and you'll be fine right away." The woman responded, and then began to take out the large intestine, tofu and other ingredients from the stewing pot, and began to skillfully cut it with a knife.

Not long after, two bowls of steaming boiled stew sprinkled with chopped green onion were served.

"It's really fragrant." Sun Fugui couldn't help but praised after smelling it.

He picked up the spoon and took a bite.

As soon as he took a bite, Sun Fugui felt that something was missing, so he shouted to the woman, "Madam, do you have minced garlic?"

"Yes." The woman replied, and brought a porcelain jar with minced garlic.

Looking at the porcelain jar, Hu Muzhi's eyes lit up.

Although it is said that there are some oil stains on this jar, the glaze can still be clearly seen, which is an extremely unique reddish-brown.

Before Hu Muzhi could take a closer look, Sun Fugui had already added two tablespoons of minced garlic, and the woman also left with a porcelain jar containing minced garlic.

"This... glazed surface, is it??" Hu Muzhi thought of a possibility.

Although I was still eating the stew, I kept thinking about the porcelain jar with minced garlic just now.

After eating two bottles of beer, a young man about the same age as the woman came over.

"Wife, hasn't the person who said yesterday that he wants to collect the jar of minced garlic?" the young man asked the woman.

"It's just opened, I should come over later." The woman replied.

The simple conversation between the two attracted Hu Muzhi, and the cup he was about to clink with Sun Fugui also stopped in the air.

But soon, Hu Muzhi touched Sun Fugui, drank the wine in the glass, and listened carefully to the conversation between the two.

"Husband, do we really want to sell this garlic jar?" the woman asked.

"If the other party can raise the price to a thousand, then sell it, so that we can add some money and buy a color TV. The young man said.

"I think so too." The woman agreed: "After all, three hundred yuan is too low."9

"I heard from my mother that this jar has been used since the ancestors, at least for hundreds of years.

"So when that person comes over, I'll negotiate with him. If you say anything, it will cost you 1,000 yuan. Even if you don't agree, it will cost 900 yuan. Otherwise, we won't sell it." The young man replied.

"Yes, yes." The woman nodded.

And not long after the two's voice fell, Hu Muzhi's voice sounded slowly.

"Ma'am, two more beers.""

"Come on." The young man replied, and he brought two bottles of beer to Hu Muzhi.

Just as the young man was about to turn around and leave, Hu Muzhi stopped him and said, "Boss, what jar of minced garlic did you just say, why is it so valuable? It costs a thousand yuan. 35

"Actually, I don't understand either." The young man shook his head and said.

"Can you show it to me?" Hu Muzhi asked.

The young man didn't think much, got up and went back to the booth, took the jar with minced garlic, put it on the table, and said, "This is it.

Hu Muzhi stared at the porcelain jar and took a closer look.

After a few glances, Hu Muzhi felt a little excited, but his face was expressionless.

Immediately launched the ability to identify Ming Dynasty porcelain.

A light curtain that no one could see except Hu Muzhi appeared, with four numbers on it.

1413.

Sure enough, it is the baby of Ming Yongle period.

"Boss, I really like this jar. How about I pay 1,000?" Hu Muzhi asked.

Although Sun Fugui did not understand porcelain, but seeing Hu Muzhi willing to spend a thousand dollars, he knew that this porcelain was probably a treasure.

But in front of the host's family, he didn't ask 530 too much, and he could only ask carefully after he left.

"Okay." The young man agreed immediately.

Because his request is one thousand yuan, no matter who gave it, as long as someone offers this price, he will sell it.

When the woman heard this, she also came over and reminded Hu Muzhi with a serious face: "Little brother, after paying the money, you can't go back on this matter. 99

"Of course." Hu Muzhi nodded.

Then he looked at Sun Fugui and said, "Old Sun, lend me a thousand yuan first, I don't have that much money with me.

"No problem." Sun Fugui replied, and began to order money from the briefcase.

And just as Sun Fugui ordered the money, the woman turned around and returned to the cart stall, and took a bamboo basket for selling vegetables from below.

It was also placed in front of Hu Muzhi.

"This?"

Hu Muzhi didn't understand why the other party gave him the bamboo basket.

But after seeing the contents in the bamboo basket, Hu Muzhi's eyes lit up.

Because there are two red-brown porcelain jars inside, the quality is much better than the porcelain jars with minced garlic.

"There are also these two, which were also seen by the other party at the time. They said that three items would be three hundred, and I asked him for one thousand, but he would not pay anything. 35 The woman said.

It turned out that the woman was not selling a jar of minced garlic at 1,000, but there were two other things.

This made Hu Muzhi overjoyed, because it was a result he did not expect at all.

Soon, the two of them cooked and ate them cleanly.

After Sun Fugui paid the money, he left the booth with Hu Muzhi.

After walking a few dozen meters away, Sun Fugui asked Hu Muzhi, "Brother Hu, what are these three jars? 35

"Thousands of kilns can't make a single piece of red-glazed porcelain." Hu Muzhi didn't hide it, he told the truth.

"What is that? 35 Sun Fugui still doesn't understand.