Grand Collection

Luo Zigeng's heart was cold, staring at the semi-melted jade in the basin, an indescribable bitterness welled up in his heart, and murmured, "This is... what's going on here?"

Kong Xin stretched out a slender finger to copy the piece of jade that had become soft at the moment, "This is the lowest level of deception, crushing jade waste, mixing it with unsaturated resin, or directly using Japanese glue, such Put it under a microscope of 30 times to see the difference. No matter how finely it is made, there will still be air bubbles. It stands to reason that such a level of imitation," he looked at it playfully from the corners of his eyes, and grinned, "it's a lie. Not to you."

Luo Zigeng knew what he meant. Under the dim light bulb in the ghost market, there was no ugly Yinmao at all. At that time, even if a red thread was tied with a radish, he might be recognized as a thousand-year-old ginseng.

"Damn it," Kong Yi patted Luo Zigeng on the shoulder, and said very politely, "But don't take it to heart, whoever has never done it a few times, let's just say my brother, don't look at him now. It cost two to five to eighty thousand yuan, in fact, the tuition fees paid back then could be enough to marry a daughter-in-law from a brothel."

"Shut up!" Kong Xin was furious, "Show me what garbage you bought again."

Kong Yi was extremely aggrieved, "How can you say it's rubbish, brother, you are so rude," he said, and carefully took out his Qianlong sword and handed it to Kong Xin, "Hey, don't drop it for me, Handle it with care, the national treasure is worth more than 4000 million..."

"Dream you," Kong Xin peeled off the wrapped newspaper, revealing the ancient knife inside, his face suddenly became very exciting, he flicked his index finger on the scabbard, and laughed twice.

"You! Laugh!!!!" Kong Yi jumped three feet high and shouted excitedly, "Is it the real thing, right? I missed the big one, right? One hundred thousand for 4000 million, hey, this is Qianlong's precious sword , the only one that has been circulated outside, brother, look at this knife handle, authentic Hetian white jade, how warm and oily, the quality of the jade is no worse than your suet birthday star, and this cloud dragon pattern, gold and silver ornaments, proper emperor Demeanor..."

"Luo Zigeng," Kong Xin snorted, and pulled out the knife, "What words are engraved on the knife, please read it to me, brother, my old eyes are dim, and I can't see clearly."

Luo Zigeng took a meaningful look at Kong Yi, staring at a line of small simplified characters engraved on the black knife, and said softly, "I will exchange my life for ten years of your innocence."

Before he finished speaking, Kong Xin jumped up, dropped the scabbard abruptly, held the knife in both hands, and slashed straight at Kong Yi.

"You're crazy!!!" Kong Yi rolled away, got up and ran wildly, shouting, "Kong Xin, did you take the wrong medicine? I'm your brother! Your dear brother!!!"

"You were the one who cut it! Trash! Beast! Trash! Your uncle!" Kong Xin chased after him.

Kong Yi burst into tears, "My uncle is your father!"

"I'll kill you!"

Kong Xin slashed down with a knife, and Kong Yi tried his best to jump out of the door, moved his toes to the bench, his tall body threw himself on the door, and cried loudly, "It hurts... I won't play with you anymore! I want Back to America!!!”

"You..." A clear voice sounded from the side, "Are you back?"

Kong Yi raised his head in a daze, and saw a tall and thin young man standing outside the shop, staring at him intently, his beautiful eyes were full of unconcealable surprise.

"How did it happen?" The man walked over quickly, bent over and stretched out his hand, and smiled shyly, "I haven't seen you in ten years, so you welcome me like this?"

Kong Yi stared at the hand in front of him. His five fingers were long and slender, but the palm had rough calluses that didn't fit in. He stretched out his hand and stood up holding the hands.

"That..." He licked his lips and asked sincerely, "Who are you?"

The person in front of him trembled suddenly, his smile froze, and then fell apart. He was stunned for half a second, and gradually returned to calm. He let out his hand and said lightly, "Sorry, I just admitted my mistake."

"Hey?" Kong Yi pointed to his face, "You can admit my pure and refined appearance? How handsome is that man..."

"He's quite handsome," the man replied absently, then turned and walked out of the shop.

Kong Yi chased him out, "Is it more handsome than me?"

The man waved his hand without turning his head, and his thin figure disappeared into the bustling crowd of antique street in an instant.

Kong Xin walked out slowly with a teapot in his hand, "What's going on?"

The guy immediately came up and recounted the scene just now with vivid tone and rich body language, and then asked the boss if he forgot that there was a dish of chicken soup dumplings that was neglected.

"Oh, I'm starving to death, bring it quickly." Kong Xin was in a good mood, laughing loudly, pointing at Kong Yi and cursing, "Little bastard, when did you get into a romantic debt? Seeing that people are coming to your door, Eldest brother is father, I will make the decision today, marry you to that person as a child prostitute, and choose another day to get married."

"Get lost!" Kong Yi came back dejectedly, sat beside him, picked up a soup dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth, muffled, "I think that person looks familiar."

Kong Xin was surprised, "Is it really a romantic debt?"

"No, won't it?" Kong Yi's face paled, "Every time I have to deal with the aftermath..."

"It's a crime," Kong Xin shook his head bitterly.

Kong Yi swallowed the buns one by one, and silently slandered: Who can compare to your old man in terms of committing crimes?

The three of them dealt with the chicken soup dumpling in a storm, and Kong Yi wiped his mouth, "Brother, my Qianlong sword..."

"Shut up," Kong Xin didn't even lift his eyelids, "I'll chop you up if you mention the Qianlong sword again."

Kong Yi yelled, "I bought it for 10 yuan! My wife, Bener!!!"

Kong Xin wiped his mouth gracefully, took the teapot that Luo Zigeng handed over, and leaned leisurely on the big rosewood chair, "You boy, you look good at eating, drinking, and having fun, but you are not born with the tendencies of antiques, so you should learn more when you have time." Let's help Second Uncle take care of the company, otherwise I will be overwhelmed by you sooner or later based on Second Uncle's family fortune."

Knowing that he had drilled his eyes, Kong Yi was listless and muttered, "Good eyesight is trained with real money. If I practice for another two years, I will definitely be able to catch up with you."

Kong Xin glanced at him lightly, "Then you can practice, I'm waiting to see you become a blockbuster."

"You're so naughty."

"Just buying a gift for grandma can punch twice, you are annoying enough."

Kong Yi rushed over, acting coquettishly, "Nissan~~~ help me choose one on the third floor, everyone gave presents, but I didn't, what a shame, not only my own face, but our old Kong family's face as well Ah, let outsiders see it and laugh at our ancient and modern pavilions, which have no successors."

"Why is there no successor?" Kong Xin pushed him away with a look of disgust, "I'm not human?"

"Oh, Nissan, don't do this, Ni-chan~~Nissa~~~"

"Shut up!" Kong Xin stood up, told the clerk to close the shop, and called Luo Zigeng and Kong Yi to go up the stairs.

The Gujin Pavilion has three floors. The first floor is for common goods, ordinary folk kilns, and antique handicrafts. The second floor is for all kinds of high-quality goods, including official kilns, folk kilns, and high-quality imitations.

Kong Xin pushed open the thick security door and turned on the light. Luo Zigeng was stunned immediately. He saw the room filled with precious lights, and countless antiques shone brightly under the light.

Kong Yi ran over jubilantly, and rubbed his face against the glass of Duobao Pavilion, "Brother! This dragon and phoenix pendant is really good, grandma will definitely like it, this is the one!"

"Good eyesight!" Kong Xin applauded, "It was a gift from Jiang's family on grandma's birthday the year before last. Do you think she is too old to remember?"

Kong Yi immediately collapsed, his body slid against the glass and fell to the ground, almost rolling in annoyance.

Kong Xin opened a museum cabinet, "There are all jade wares here, you can choose one at will."

"Brother, I love you!" Kong Yi thumped his chest and picked it up seriously.

Luo Zigeng stared at Lin Lang in a daze. It's not that he hasn't seen antiques before. The Luo family was so glorious back then, but his father's eyesight was poor, and most of the antiques he bought were fakes. Gujin Pavilion, a century-old shop, can enter here Yes, I am afraid that each piece is a rare national treasure.

"This is just the tip of the iceberg," Kong Xin whispered in his ear, "A sage is always good at saving people, so he never abandons people, and he is always good at saving things, so he never abandons anything."

When Luo Zigeng turned his head and saw his bright eyes under the light, the awe in his heart could not help but dilute a bit, and nodded, "I understand."

In the 5000-year-old Han civilization, the treasures left by the ancestors are countless, and there should be no preference for one.

"Brother Kong," Luo Zigeng asked, "Can I get started?"

Kong Xin nodded, swiped his fingerprints to turn on a switch, the lifting platform rose slowly, and a simple Guan Er Zun appeared in front of the two of them.

Luo Zigeng took out his microscope and flashlight, and observed it carefully. After a while, he held the Guan Er Zun with both hands, intending to turn it over.

Kong Xin stretched out his hand, held Guan Er Zun, and said with a smile, "Let's not look at the deposit, what do you think?"

Luo Zigeng said seriously, "The enamel is pure and thick, with precious light inside, there are ice cracks, and there are many air bubbles in the glaze, which is a typical accumulation of foam and beads."

Kong Xin asked, "How is it?"

Luo Zigeng looked down at Baoguang's introverted exquisite porcelain, "Northern Song Dynasty, Ge Kiln."

Kong Xin smiled, unable to hide his complacency, "Look at the deposit."

Luo Zigeng's heart skipped a beat, he turned the Guan'er Zun over, and was stunned for a moment, only to see four Chinese characters "Wuxie Yuzhi", "This is..."

"This is an imitation made by Kang Wuxie, a master imitation master in Jingdezhen, in the 31st year of the Republic of China."