Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

The three walked into the compound, and saw four people carefully appraising the wine in their hands. Judging from the appearance, the label on the wine bottle has turned yellow, but the pattern on it is full of age characteristics.

Standing next to them was a bald man in his fifties. He smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou, I found these from the Northeast with great difficulty. They are definitely genuine products. From the age on the label Historically, these four bottles of old wine have been nearly fifty years old, and they are really good wines at the collection level."

"Lao Ning, we have not cooperated once or twice, but this batch of old wine should be produced by a winery in a small place, and its value is not as expensive as you said."

The man who spoke was a man in his early forties. He was wearing a neat suit, shiny leather shoes, and a famous watch worth hundreds of thousands of dollars on his wrist.

"Mr. Zhou, although this is not as good as Feitian, Fengtan, Jiannan, etc., in this day and age, old wines that have been stored for 40 to 50 years are really rare. Besides, the taste may not be worse than those famous wines. As for the price, they are old friends. , can be discussed further."

"Let's look at the others."

The boss surnamed Ning was about to say something more, when he saw three people walking into the yard, one of them was the Boss Han he knew, and knowing that the people he brought must be for the old wine, he hurriedly greeted with a smile: "Boss Han, you good."

"Boss Ning, today I brought two distinguished guests over to look at the old wine, so let's bring out all the good ones."

Han Gang didn't mean to introduce Li Mo and Niu Sanpang, and Boss Ning knew that these two young people must have a lot of background after a little thought.

"Gentlemen, welcome."

Boss Ning took out two bottles of old wine from the box at his feet and handed them to Li Mo and Niu Sanpang respectively.

Li Mo has no research on wine. To identify whether it is real old wine or not, it depends on Niu Sanpang. This guy drinks a lot and likes to drink good wine, so he has a lot of research on wine.

Before he bought two batches, he helped to identify them, which is also a rare special skill of his.

Niu Sanpang looked at it for a while before saying: "It's old wine, but the brewing process may be a bit poor, but after decades of collection, the taste of the old wine should not be bad."

"This gentleman has really good eyesight." Boss Ning said with a smile.

"How much is a bottle?"

"They were all introduced by old friends, 280,000 per bottle."

"The price is a bit expensive." Niu Sanpang shook his head, the seller offered a price, and the buyer bargained, it all depends on who is more ruthless.

Li Mo put down the wine in his hand, walked to a bamboo stool in the courtyard and sat down. A small space was also opened up in the corner of the yard, surrounded by bricks and piled with soil, planted some green onions, loofahs, cucumbers and the like, and climbed up the wall along the poles built.

This courtyard is really full of life, and it is also the living environment he has always wanted to live in in the future.

There are fireworks in the mortal world.

"Young Master Li, how many bottles of old wine do you want?" Niu Sanpang walked up to him and asked in a low voice.

"Except for what you bought, I'll take the rest." Li Mo doesn't drink it himself, so it's okay to buy it back and give it away as a gift.

"Young people have such a big tone, don't you know the principle of first come, first come first?" The four who arrived first saw Li Mo, who was only about 20 years old, but they spoke in a coquettish tone. There are fifty or sixty bottles of this batch of old wine, and according to the seller's asking price, it will cost more than fifteen million. Listening to the kid's understatement, 15 million was taken as 1500 yuan.

"Why are you talking, can you speak?"

Li Mo was not angry, but Niu Sanpang immediately stood up.

"Boy, don't you understand human language?" The man surnamed Zhou narrowed his eyes, and the three people around him put down the old wine in their hands, and stared fiercely at Niu Sanpang.

"Mr. Zhou, this gentleman, you are all my distinguished guests, please show me some face." Boss Ning saw that this fight was gaining momentum, and rushed forward to persuade him.

"Boss Ning, we have known each other for five or six years. Don't forget that I helped you many times when you were in the antique business. Today, I want all the old wine in your hand. How about a bottle of 200,000?"

"Mr. Zhou, this, this..." Boss Ning's face was a bit ugly when he saw that he was telling all the old things, and he bargained too hard.

"If you can't afford it, don't buy it. They earn hard money, so you have the nerve to cut such a big knife." Niu Sanpang said disdainfully.

"Boy, you are courting death."

The three bodyguards next to Boss Zhou were about to strike.

Li Mo stood up and said in a deep voice: "You'd better not do it, or you will regret it for the rest of your life. Boss Ning, you used to be in the antique business? I'll go and see if there are any antiques at home. As for the batch of old wine, you opened it We will not pay back the price, if the boss Zhou is also willing to buy, then we will not argue with him."

"Sir, I'm really sorry. I'll take you to my room first. There are still a batch of them that I bought back from the previous shopping. Mr. Zhou is my old friend after all, and he helped me a few times. I will talk to him alone. "

"Can."

Niu Sanpang was still angry at first, but when he heard that there were antiques in his room, he immediately stopped thinking about the old wine. If there are real antiques, Li Mo will definitely be able to find them.

"Two gentlemen, please."

Boss Ning brought Li Mo into a bedroom on the east side. The space inside was not too big, and it was even more cramped after a row of furniture was placed. Porcelain of different styles was placed on the desk, and there were more than a dozen on the floor. There was also a pottery jar standing behind the door, and there were rolls of calligraphy and paintings wrapped in plastic bags inserted in it. There were about thirty or forty pieces of them. .

"Two gentlemen, see if you like it. I'll transfer it to you at a low price." Boss Ning walked out after finishing speaking. They are all his distinguished guests, and no one can offend them.

Niu Sanpang has also done some research on porcelain now. He picked up a pressing cup porcelain from the desk with great interest, looked at it for a week with the sunlight coming in from the window, and said: "It's really exquisite, but the bottom is very delicate. The inscription is not done carefully enough, and the font is not correct enough."

Li Mo smiled and said, "Boss Ning's old wine business must be ten times better than the antique business."

Niu Sanpang heard the meaning behind what he said, and put the pressed porcelain back with some disappointment: "It's very difficult to find a real piece of porcelain now. If you want to have a chance to find a real piece, you have to go to Panjiayuan and Liulichang. This year's Antique Festival will be held in another seven or eight days, and you should bring me with you when the time comes."

Li Mo's eyes lit up, the Antique Festival is really a good time to shop for treasures.

"Don't forget to remind me when the time comes." Li Mo glanced at the porcelain on the table and on the ground. There is no doubt that they are all handicrafts. I can get it back.

"Let's go out, don't let that guy take away all the old wine." Since the porcelain is all handicrafts, there is no need for him to waste any more time.

"Let's go."

Li Mo put his hands behind his back, turned around and was about to go out. When his eyes swept over the packaged calligraphy and paintings behind the door, seven of them suddenly emitted a gray halo, and formed circles of light that spread around.

"No way, there are actually authentic works from the mid-Qing Dynasty or even earlier."

Li Mo subconsciously wanted to reach out and take apart one of the works to see whose work it was. Judging from Yi Tong's reaction, the artistic value of those seven works is very high, and it is very likely that they were handed down by an extremely famous writer in the history of the Qing Dynasty. down.

However, he still held back and followed San Pang outside.

"Mr. Zhou, then trade at the price you said, and I'll pack eight bottles for you."

"I'll transfer the money directly to your account, go and pack it."

The two had already negotiated a deal. When Boss Zhou saw Li Mo coming out, he let out a soft snort and went to the gate of the compound with three bodyguards, where they started smoking.

In about five minutes, Boss Ning handed the packaged box of old wine to Boss Zhou: "Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry for this, we will contact you later."