Super Pickup King

"Old Qian, are you saying this is fake?" Old Li asked incredulously.

Old Qian took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes before he said: "Everyone knows that bronze weapons have basically disappeared after the Qin Dynasty, and bronze armors were rarely seen during the Qin Dynasty. To be honest, let’s be honest. When I saw this thing, I was shocked. If it was something from that time, it is very rare to be so well preserved. After careful inspection, many details show that it should be a product of the Shang Dynasty. If there is no Xiao Tang, I would not You will find that this is an imitation." Qian Lao said and glanced at Tang Qi gratefully.

After taking a sip of water, Old Qian pointed to the helmet and continued: "Look here." After hearing this, the crowd hurriedly came around, and even the leader Long could not restrain his curiosity and walked over.

"Is there any problem here?" Everyone was still at a loss.

Old Qian smiled and slowly said: "No problem is the biggest problem. There is no problem with the helmet casting, shape, inscription, sound, taste, and material. At first, I almost believed it, but then I saw this fan mark. I think something is wrong. Fan Hen is the characteristic of the genuine product, but this Fan Hen is too real. Look at this ground pattern again, and follow the lines of the ornamentation."

"My God! This..." Lao Liu slapped his thigh and exhaled in shock, and Lord Long and the other two elders were also shocked.

"There is still this kind of craftsmanship in the world. I have seen countless capable people and craftsmen who have lived for most of my life, but today I still have an eye-opener!" Long Ye said in a daze.

"Yes, Fan Hen is completely outlined by inscriptions and patterns, without the slightest flaw, and the craftsmanship of the counterfeiters is amazing!" The old man also agreed with a look of wonder.

Tang Qi also understood that the irregular lines on the helmet that appeared to be naturally formed during casting were actually outlined by the strokes of inscriptions and patterns, and the inscriptions and patterns did not have the slightest inconsistency, which was very natural.

Seeing that everyone understands, Qian Lao smiled and said, "Since you can see that the dying is naturally okay, right?"

"He Erniu!"

"Hahaha…"

Everyone said a name in unison, and then laughed at each other.

Old Liu smiled and said, "Since it's this fake man, it's not a shame if we look at it."

"Old Liu, don't forget this young man." Old Wen reminded Liu Old Road, and then he looked at Tang Qi with admiration: "The wave behind the Yangtze River pushes the wave forward. I didn't expect that the younger generation would have such a man. Young talents, our old bones are about to be shot to death on the beach!" Everyone was taken aback when they heard this, and then they all looked at Tang Qi, their eyes full of admiration.

Tang Qi blushed a little. His family knew about his own affairs, but in fact he didn't understand anything. He secretly made up his mind to make up for the knowledge of antiques in the future and avoid the situation like today.

"Grandpa Qian, who are you talking about Erniu?" A girl's voice suddenly sounded in the hall, and the girl asked most people's doubts, including Tang Qi.

Old Qian smiled upon hearing this, and said: "Let Long Lao answer this question for you. He is better at telling stories than I am."

Tang Qi also discovered that Elder Long was faintly here, not only because of the master's identity, but everyone's eyes contained a lot of things he couldn't understand.

Old Long looked at Tang Qi with a faint smile, and then slowly opened his mouth to the hall: "During the Guangxu period of the Qing Dynasty, there was a craftsman named He Erniu. At that time, the status of craftsmen was very low, but this He Erniu is an exception. His works have been sought after by the dignitaries and the common people. This shows how clever this man is. It is a pity that this man was so courageous that he copied a lost royal treasure from the previous dynasty. , And this treasure actually flowed into the palace, and no one could see that it was a fake. Later, the genuine product appeared. He Erniu committed the crime of deceiving the emperor and was beheaded by Emperor Guangxu." When everyone heard it, their faces were full of regret.

"Li Dapao, although your thing is fake, it is of great collection value. There are not many works handed down by He Erniu." Qian Lao suddenly comforted.

Lao Li's face improved a lot when he heard that, although he was a little bit disappointed, he was more fortunate. If no one saw it through today, he would definitely show off with his character everywhere. Then he would be really embarrassed when he was exposed. I think of Li Laoman here. Grateful to Tang Qi said: "Xiao Tang, right? I wrote down this favor today, Lao Li, and I will come to me if I can't figure it out in the future."

Hearing that the expressions of many people in the hall had changed, even a little jealous, and there was a dignified look in Tang Qi's eyes.

Tang Qi still doesn't know how much energy these old people have. He doesn't think there is anything when he hears Lao Li's words. He owes him and said, "It's all that Qian can see. The kid doesn't dare to take credit." Tang Qizhen As soon as the words came out, the gazes of the elderly on the table looked at him much more gentle.

"Young people have the ability and are not ostentatious, not bad! Not bad!" Old Long nodded appreciatively.

Several middle-aged men on the table have also changed color. You must know that the old man in front of him hasn't exaggerated for a long time, and there are only a handful of people who can get two good comments from Mr. Long. Only a few people are now. Famous reputation.

"Xiao Tang, show your things to Lao Liu." Qian Lao said to Tang Qi with a smile on his face. Tang Qi was the one he had brought. At this time, Tang Qi was praised by everyone, and Qian also felt light on his face. .

"Oh, Xiao Tang also brought something?"

Tang Qi Wenyan hurriedly put the Buddha statue in his hand on the table. Everyone's eyes were attracted by the Buddha statue on the table. After seeing what it was, everyone's faces were a little weird. It's no wonder that everyone is clumsy. The appearance of this Buddha statue is really too good. It's ugly.

Seeing that Qian Lao's face didn't seem to be joking, Liu Lao didn't dare to neglect, and took out his gloves and took the Buddha statue to observe. Gradually, Liu Lao's face became a bit agitated.

After a long time, Liu Laocai gently placed the Buddha statue on the table with a cautious look, and looked at Tang Qi and said, "Xiao Tang, you are such a great thing!"

"Oh?"

The faces of everyone were surprised. Old Long took out his gloves and held the Buddha statue in his hand to observe. After a long while, he carefully put the Buddha statue back on the table, and the other elders took turns to look at it.

"If I'm not mistaken, this Buddha is from the Northern Song Dynasty. Although it's worth a few dollars, it's not worth the fuss about you, right?" Old Li looked surprised at last.

Old Qian smiled and asked, "Old man Li, why are antiques worth? What kind of antiques are worth?"

Lao Li rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Isn't this a person with money and status trying to pretend to be B? How can a person with money and status show his status? You can't use money to hit people. Isn't this antique? Is it a good way? If you pretend to be B, others will praise you for being tasteful and educated, so cool!"

Everyone was shocked, and no one would have thought that Mr. Li would be so high-minded. The few old men looked at Mr. Li dumbfounded. After the shock, everyone around them covered their mouths. They wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, their faces flushed.

"Puff..." Only Mickey was the only girl who leaned forward and closed with a smile. Old Li was not angry, but looked at Mickey with a smile.

"You...you old man!" Qian Laoqi's face turned pale, his fingers trembling slightly and pointed at Li Lao cursed.

Lao Li didn't feel right after he finished speaking, but even though he had such a temperament, he knew that his words were a bit extreme, but he would not easily bow his head, shut his mouth and stop talking.

Lao Long pointed at Lao Li with a smile on his face and said, "Old Li, your stinky temper is still so stinky, it's so stinky, there are so many juniors here, are you not afraid to spoil them?" An ashamed color floated up.

Lao Long stood up, glanced at the crowd and slowly said, "In fact, what Lao Li said makes sense. Now that life is better, there are more and more wealthy people. Many people begin to cherish their feathers after they become rich. I was dissatisfied with my own status, so I started looking for something that could show my identity, so they chased antiques without thinking, but they didn't understand anything!"

Having said that, Mr. Long emphasized his tone and continued: "Antiques are the crystallization of the wisdom of our ancestors, the embodiment of the five thousand years of outstanding culture of our nation, and the precious cultural heritage left to us by our ancestors, every piece of antiquities. They all reflect the social, cultural, technological, and humanistic information at that time. Each ancient relic represents a piece of history, and each ancient relic is unique and cannot be replaced by any other artifact."

Old Long paused, and continued: "In the eyes of real antiques, every antique is priceless, but what is priceless in this world? As long as there is market demand, there will be a price. There are advantages and disadvantages to antiques. The advantage is that they are valued by everyone and are easy to preserve. The disadvantage is that antiques are about to lose their original meaning and become a vulgar object."

Lao Long pointed to the Buddha statue on the table and continued: "Like this Buddha statue of Xiao Tang, Lao Li took a look, oh, in the Northern Song Dynasty, it was worth a little money, but Lao Liu saw it but it was not easy, Lao Liu, come and talk to everyone. Tell me why this Buddha statue is not easy." Old Long said that he sat back in his chair.

Lao Li, who was used as a negative example, looked ashamed, and everyone in the hall looked thoughtful. Many people looked ashamed like Lao Li.

Lao Liu stood up with a look of excitement, and first nodded to Lao Long, "Lao Long's words make me feel ashamed. In fact, I also faintly feel the problems of the current antique market in my heart, but there is no such thing as Lao Long. So thorough, my first reaction to antiques before this is how much it is worth, alas!"

Lao Liu cleared up his emotions and picked up the Buddha statue on the table and continued: "The market price of the Buddha statue brought by Xiao Tang is about three million yuan, but in the eyes of some people, it is priceless, because the history it represents is currently invaluable. There are still many controversies in my country’s Buddhist culture and history. There are too few historical relics that can be verified, and this Buddha statue can resolve many controversies, so it is extremely precious!"

After speaking, Old Liu turned his head and looked at Tang Qi and said, "Xiao Tang, I don't know if your Buddha statue intends to sell, I am willing to buy it at the market price." Everyone looked at Tang Qi after hearing this.

Tang Qi felt a lot in his heart at this time, and said: "Lao Liu, you have said that this thing is useful to the country, so I don't need money anymore. You can take it if you are useful!"

Everyone was shocked, and Old Long said: "Xiao Tang, what occupation are you now?"

Tang Qi said, "I am a student of South China University."

Old Long said again: "Where are your parents?"

"My parents are farmers." Tang Qi said lightly.

"Buzz..." The hall suddenly became noisy, and everyone looked at Tang Qi's eyes even more weird. Is this kid pretending? A poor boy from a peasant family should not blink his eyes for three million, where is this freak of Nima!

Of course Tang Qi is not that noble, but he didn’t take money seriously, just enough to use it, but now he has special abilities, he wants to make money very easily, to be honest, he really doesn’t care much about 3 million. .

Old Long pondered for a while before he said, "So, don't blame the old man for buying and selling. I want your thing for two million. Give me your bank account."

"This..." Tang Qi hesitated, but under the powerful aura of Old Long, he couldn't say anything against it.

Old Qian also said, "Don't refuse, Xiao Tang, how come we old guys can't let you suffer here."

Tang Qi had no choice but to write his bank card number on the paper Long Ye handed over.

The next few elders developed a keen interest in Tang Qi, and kept interrogating Tang Qi like a household registration. For a while, Tang Qi became the focus of the hall.