Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes

Li Mo went out with Wu Yue, Sting Tou and Xingkong, and five secret guards followed behind. Sima Haotian was still bargaining with the stall, holding a Qing Guangxu blue and white water purification bottle in his hand.

A group of people left this street and turned into another avenue. The dense flow of people made the motorway look much empty.

"There are all kinds of things on the street stall, and many of them don't know which country they are from? Mr. Qin, you are an expert in this field and have a lot of knowledge. I wonder if you also know some foreign antiques?"

The stabbing head asked while walking.

"I'm not omnipotent. I haven't even figured out many things left by our own ancestors. How can we have time to ponder foreign antiques. Besides, antiques are actually the carrier of cultural inheritance. I don't even know foreign languages. , how to understand their culture.”

The stab head was a little puzzled: "Then didn't you also find a lot of foreign antiques before? The Ancient Yunxuan Yuanmingyuan Pavilion was returned from the exchange of those artworks. You are too modest to say that you don't understand."

"To give an inappropriate example, if you pick up a gold bracelet, you will get to the bottom of it to find out whether the pattern on the surface of the bracelet is machine-carved or hand-carved? You will track down whether the bracelet was lost by a Chinese or Was it lost by a foreigner? But anyway, you must be well aware that this gold bracelet is valuable. I also feel the same way when I see those artworks. I don’t know who made them, but I know they are valuable. .”

The stabbing head nodded slightly, thinking it made sense.

"Do you really understand?"

May patted him on the shoulder, a little speechless, just listen to him flickering alone.

"I don't understand, but it makes sense after thinking about it. Forget it, Mr. Qin is mainly talented."

What is placed on this avenue is not simple street stalls, but rows of unified custom-made tables. Li Mo walked to a booth and stopped. There were three jewelry boxes on the table, which contained various rings.

There are various styles of rings, including gemstone rings, gold and silver wood rings, jade rings, and various finger rings. Although there are many tourists, they all pass by with their eyes and stop to look carefully.

So the stall owner couldn't help but smile when he saw Li Mo stop and look carefully.

Li Mo pointed to one of the fingers and asked, "Can I wear it for a try?"

Translated by Wu Yue, the American woman in her fifties nodded in agreement, and squeezed out the Xiangjin gem-inlaid wooden ring finger from the box. Li Mo took it and tried it on his left thumb and asked directly: "How much is this?"

"Eight thousand dollars."

Li Mo looked up at him: "Since the finger is so expensive, can you tell me the origin?"

"It is said that it was passed down from the ancestors, so it should be an antique from Huaxia. She once asked an expert to appraise it."

"The experts say it must be it? The price of 8,000 dollars is too high. If it's around 1,000 dollars, I can still consider it." Li Mo took off his finger and handed it to the stall owner, "I don't want to worry about it." No one would spend $8,000 looking for antiques at mobile stalls."

"Mr. Qin, she said that if you choose more, the price can be negotiated."

Li Mo thought for a while, then looked at the rings and finger rings in the jewelry box, and then picked four of them, and picked another finger ring after a while.

"A total of six, how much?"

The American woman looked at what Li Mo had selected, thought for a while and said, "The minimum is 20,000 dollars."

Li Mo shook his head: "Six thousand dollars."

"Eighteen thousand dollars." The stall owner took a step back.

"Just six thousand dollars."

Li Mo was very determined.

The stall owner also shook his head: "It's a pity that the price is too low."

Li Mo could only sigh, a little pity.

"If you can bid $10,000, I can transfer it to you."

The stall owner suddenly let go before he left.

Li Mo frowned, as if he was considering gains and losses.

"Eight thousand dollars, I'll buy it back and give it to a friend as a gift."

"OK, OK."

The stall owner was afraid that Li Mo would change his mind, so he took out six small boxes from under the table and packed them separately. After the transaction was completed, the stab head put the wooden boxes into the bag on his chest, and Li Mo gave the stall owner a bright smile and continued walking forward.

"Mr. Qin, are these six antiques?"

"Well, they are all handed down from the Qing Dynasty. The oldest one should have a history of about two hundred years. But the most expensive among them is the finger puller that I finally picked out. Take it out and have a look."

A few people walked to the side of the road, stabbed the head and took out the wrench.

"Mr. Qin, what material is this made of? There is a word 'three' on it. I don't know the other side. It looks like an ancient font."

Take a look at the stabbing head and hand it to Li Mo.

"This is an ivory inlaid gold and silver ring finger. You are correct in saying that there is a character in an ancient font. This is seal script, which means 'Long'. The combination of the two characters means 'Qianlong'. This finger is Emperor Qianlong. Wearing it, this is of extraordinary value.”

Li Mo then put the finger on the thumb of his left hand, and pointed it up at the sun to take a picture, which was magnificent.

"The other word is 'three', how did it become Qianlong?"

May still couldn't understand.

Li Mo said with a smile: "This is not the word 'three', but three horizontal lines, which represent the 'dry' position in the gossip diagram. This technique is also to avoid taboo, but at the same time let everyone know its owner who is it."

Only then did the few people suddenly realize that following Li Mo for a period of time has really grown their knowledge.

"The stall owner didn't know its origin, so he disposed of it as an ordinary old thing. Stabhead, this ivory finger wrench worn by Emperor Qianlong is put away. Let's go, let's continue shopping."

There are many familiar things displayed on the stalls outside, but most of them are still small items. Like that kind of porcelain, sculpture and so on are rare.

"Let's go to the store."

Li Mo saw countless porcelain wares in an antique shop along the street, and there were many people looking inside. After he walked in, no one came to receive him, and most of the people who saw here were Americans in neat suits. Several of them held spotlight flashlights or magnifying glasses in their hands, looking quite professional.

"Let's squeeze in and have a look."

Li Mo wanted to squeeze in, but was glared back at by a big old Mi Guo, with a hint of warning.

Nima, why are you staring at me? Regardless of your size, you can't withstand the whipping from me with your body like this. Li Mo's face turned cold instantly, and his eyes were also unfriendly. The man was taken aback for a moment, then turned slightly sideways.

Damn, your security guard is not up to standard.

Li Mo didn't have the same knowledge as him, and walked to the side of the counter, only then did he see that there were still many jade wares on the cabinet. He didn't look much, but was more interested in porcelain.

There are a lot of porcelain placed on the shelf behind the counter, and the sizes are placed separately. Li Mo glanced, and there were five genuine porcelains on the shelf. He saw that the shop assistants were all busy, and even the forty or fifty-year-old boss was receiving distinguished guests.

No one responded, so Li Mo had no choice but to lean over to see what treasures those professionals were appraising. He had only taken two steps closer when a person blocked his eyes.

"just looking around."

Li Mo smiled and took two steps back. He glanced at the porcelain, and was suddenly surprised. It was a porcelain stool, also called a famille rose embroidered pier, and such porcelain was really rare. The surface depicts a flower-wearing dragon, which is very similar to that of the late Guangxu period.

Yitong looked at it, and sure enough, Xiudun emitted a light gray halo, and the time was basically in the late Qing Dynasty.