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After closing WeChat, Liao Fan stood up and walked to the wall opposite his desk, where a row of black boxes stood. On the wall was a display cabinet.

The only difference from ordinary display cabinets is that the display cabinets on this wall are not divided into grids, but a whole wall of wall shelves.

Before falling into a coma, Liao Fan had converted all the weapons in the warehouse into reality through sacrifice. Among them, there were 30 M4s that had been modified according to Liao Fan's usage habits, not including those that had not been modified and those that were captured.

If all were counted, there would be nearly 100.

In addition to M4, the most common ones are HK416 and MK47.

In addition to these, Liao Fan also specially prepared several fully modified AK74s and SCARs.

After selecting a few assault rifles and placing them in the gun rack, Liao Fan took out four MP7s and an M700 sniper rifle from the conversion space.

After placing the weapons on the left and right, Liao Fan prepared to take out the antique vase and other things in the conversion space.

First up were antique vases. If I remember correctly, 88 of them were sold at once.

If we count based on 10 vases for one dynasty, these 88 vases can be traced back to the Han Dynasty... No, not yet. At most, they can be traced back to the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties. At most, we can get one from the Eastern Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms period.

Sure enough, when the things were taken out, a rustic ceramic jar appeared on the table.

From a modern perspective, it looks almost crudely made and has no aesthetic appeal at all.

He held it in his hand and looked at it over and over again. It had no special features. Liao Fan had no choice but to take a few close-up photos of it with his mobile phone and then sent them to Tang Zhenguo.

"Mr. Tang, can you help me take a look at this jar?"

After waiting for about 10 minutes, Mr. Tang sent a voice message back.

"Looking at the photo you sent, if I'm not mistaken, this should be a celadon jar from the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Do you plan to sell it or keep it in the museum as an exhibit?"

Hearing the other party say this, Liao Fan felt a little uneasy for no reason, because he did not hear any excitement of seeing good things in Tang Zhenguo's tone of voice, which was very inappropriate for someone who liked to collect antiques.

"Um, Mr. Tang, I'd like to ask if this card is a gift, how much can it be sold for?"

After waiting for about 10 minutes, Tang Zhenguo's voice message came.

“Well, although your jar is well preserved, the price may be very different from what you guessed.

Although the item is very old, you have to know that the value of antiques does not necessarily increase with age.

I guess your jar does not have complete proof of origin, so this means that the collection value of this jar is not high, although it is well preserved.

For example, the 12 animal heads of the Old Summer Palace. To be honest, they are actually just fountain landscapes in the park, and in theory there is no difference between them and the large stone sculptures at the entrance of Disney.

And do you know how many years it has been?

But because it came from the destroyed Old Summer Palace, these historical events gave it extremely high timely value, which is why its collection value is very high.

But your ceramic jar, yes, it does have a long history, but so what? Unless you can prove that Wang Xizhi used it to store sauerkraut.

You can also see that the porcelain of that era was made with very crude craftsmanship, which is why it has little ornamental value. After all, no matter how much you say, it is ugly.

Comparing it with the hollow enamel revolving vase from the Qianlong period, no normal person would say it looks good.

So to be honest, if you sell this porcelain vase, the price won't be very high.

I don’t know if you can understand what I’m saying.

If you plan to sell it, I estimate the transaction price should be around 30 to 50 yuan. After all, your jar is still in very good condition. Scarcity makes things valuable, so it is still worth the price.

In fact, the real value of this jar is its historical research value, so you can actually put it in a museum, so that if other archaeologists notice it in the future, they may ask you to apply for research. "

After hearing Tang Zhenguo's voice, Liao Fan was so angry that he almost cursed.

It turns out that I sold more than 80 antique vases in one go, but what I got in the end was not as good as the sweet white glaze vases I got from selling one or two of them before.

Thinking of this, Liao Fan looked at it with more and more disgust, and put it aside. Liao Fan then took out a bronze wine jug from the safe space.

This time Liao Fan didn't guess blindly, but took a photo and sent it to Tang Zhenguo.

This time, less than 3 minutes had passed when Tang Zhenguo called directly.

As soon as the call was connected, before Liao Fan could say anything, he heard a very urgent voice on the other end of the line: "Liao boy! Tell me the truth, is this teapot and that jar from the same place?"

Hearing the other party say this, Liao Fan guessed that the other party might think that these were all brought out from the ground.

Liao Fan wanted to explain, but after thinking about it, he seemed unable to accept it and could only admit it vaguely.

As a result of Liao Fan's admission, the other party fell silent.

All I could hear was heavy breathing coming from the phone, accompanied by the sounds of turning over medicine bottles and taking water glasses.

After waiting for about two minutes, Tang Zhenguo's voice came from the phone.

"I say, Liao boy, you are so bold, you dare to touch such a thing, a tomb from the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, my God, who is the author of this?

Ahem, I'm getting off topic. If you're sure this wine jug is from the same source as the jar, I can offer you a starting price of HK$5000 million, with no upper limit.

First of all, your wine jug is very well preserved, and not a single bit of the rust has been wiped off.

And look at the shape of this vessel, it's so beautiful, it's definitely a rare treasure."

"Mr. Tang, didn't you say that this kind of antique has no collectible value? After all, I have no proof that Wang Xizhi used it to store wine."

After hearing what Liao Fan said, Tang Zhenguo almost died of anger.

"You loser, how come this has no collection value? Look at this...Okay, let me tell you this.

Why the jar just mentioned can’t be sold at a high price? Because few people collect it and no one hypes it up, so the price is relatively low.

But this wine pot is different. It is a bronze ware from the Wei and Jin Dynasties, which is a gimmick in itself.

In addition, it is very beautiful in itself, and many truly wealthy people like to collect such antiques. In other words, this type of antique has been hyped up.

Just like Qi Baishi's shrimps, how can a few shrimps be worth hundreds of millions? Because someone is willing to spend hundreds of millions to buy them, so they are worth hundreds of millions.

Now Liao Fan finally understood that the collection value and viewing value were all gone because there was no market for them.

The previous jar was neither good-looking nor had any celebrity buff. Other antiques of the same type had no record of being sold at sky-high prices, so naturally no one was willing to buy it at a high price.

But this wine jug is different. Although Liao Fan still thinks it is not good-looking, the market has become very popular and many people think it is very valuable.

Therefore, it doesn’t matter whether it is valuable or not, after all, its inherent value has nothing to do with the auction price.

After hanging up the phone, Liao Fan looked at the bronze wine jug in front of him again. For some reason, he felt that it pleased him more and more.

Liao Fan put it aside carefully and took out a large bundle of bamboo slips from the space. However, when Liao Fan took it out, an accident happened. With a loud noise, the bundles of bamboo slips that were originally tied together broke and scattered all over the ground.

Looking at the bamboo strips covering the ground in front of him, Liao Fan knew that this time he was in big trouble. After thinking about it, Liao Fan directly called Tang Zhenguo.

"Hey, Mr. Tang, I'd like to ask if you know of a reliable ancient book restorer who can repair bamboo slips?"

After saying that, Liao Fan picked out a few bamboo slips scattered on the ground that were still barely visible, took pictures of them and sent them over.

After about ten seconds, a low murmur came from the other end of the line: "All sounds are born from the human heart... Music is the same, but etiquette is different. Same thing... Damn it!"