Grand Collection

"People make money, birds die for food," Kong Xin said casually as he glanced at the quiet ancient town, "You have experienced bankruptcy, and you should know how important money is."

"That can't break the law!" Luo Zigeng grabbed his arm tightly, "Brother Kong, you don't need money, so you don't need to do this!"

Kong Xin: "Didn't the teacher teach you to be prepared for danger in times of peace? I am not short of money now, but can you guarantee that I will not become poor one day?"

A ruthless light flashed in Luo Zigeng's eyes, and it was fleeting. He said, "I won't let you become a pauper, even... even if you do become a pauper, there will always be a day to make a comeback. You must never do anything illegal. .”

Kong Xin saw the young man's earnest expression, his heart suddenly softened, the corners of his lips turned up, and he stretched out his hand to tug at his cheek, "Silly boy."

"Huh?" Luo Zigeng was dumbfounded.

"We earn money to live, we eat every bite. Money is important, but it is never the most important one." Kong Xin's fingers slid down his neck and landed on his heart, his fingertips poked his strong muscles, " The most important thing in being a human being is principle.”

Luo Zigeng looked at him stupidly.

"When we play with ancient times, we must accumulate a lot of money, gain and lose according to fate, and have a clear conscience. Poverty must not be a fig leaf for violating principles."

Luo Zigeng blinked, "Brother Kong, what do you mean?"

"Silly boy, do you really think that I'm going to buy new fake goods?" Kong Xin punched people back a few steps, snorted twice, and walked forward, "My young master has a lot of money, so I need to do it." Such a bad thing?"

The things dug up by the tomb robbers still smell of earth. If they don't last for 80 years, Mr. Kong will think that his hands are stinky.

Luo Zigeng finally realized that he was teased by him, and chased after him bitterly, "Hey, you pretended too much, really, your acting skills are top-notch..."

Kong Xin glanced at him with a smile. Just as he was about to speak, an Audi drove towards him in the alley. Luo Zigeng pulled Kong Xin against the wall to make way.

"Fuck! You drove in knowing that the alley was narrow, so why didn't you get stuck?" Kong Xin scolded and touched his nose in fear. It would be a big loss if such a handsome and stylish nose was squeezed out.

Looking at him, Luo Zigeng couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand, "I'll touch it for you, it's not crushed..."

"Go away," Kong Xin waved him away angrily, the driver's face suddenly flashed in his mind, and he was stunned, "Luo Zigeng, look at the license plate number, where have you seen it?"

"...Huh?" Luo Zigeng was smiling, and when he heard this, he turned his head to look at the car slowly driving out of the narrow alley, and blinked, "Where did you see it?"

"If I can remember it, do I need to ask you?" Kong Xin was annoyed.

The two walked forward side by side, and within two steps, Kong Xin suddenly scolded Mother Gou, his face changed, "I remembered, the driver is Pan Nanhua's secretary."

"what?"

"Ah, what? I know! Your big head is filled with tofu flowers?" Kong Xin slapped the back of his head and cursed, "The last time we went to Pan Nanhua Company to buy mutton fat birthday stars, we were caught That time when the old boy messed up!"

The smile on Luo Zigeng's face disappeared instantly, and he also remembered that the driver of the car just now was vaguely the secretary who came forward on behalf of Pan Nanhua and gave a piece of broken jade to him like throwing garbage.

"You said... Pan Nanhua was sitting in the car?"

Kong Xin gritted his back molars, "It's unlikely. With Pan Nanhua's identity, it's impossible to go to the countryside to receive the goods in person. I guess his secretary came forward on his behalf, haha," he looked up towards the deep alley of Qingshiban Road Zhong took a look, and suddenly bared his teeth and smiled, with a layer of evil ready to move in his voice, "The smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, it seems that there are really good things, boy, keep your eyes open, maybe I can sing a good show for you today .”

Luo Zigeng looked at him curiously, and suddenly felt that this guy's pretentious fierceness was extremely cute.

The two turned into a house deep in the alley. The main room was hung with curtains to block the sunlight. In broad daylight, the room looked like ghosts and shadows. Kong Xin and Luo Zigeng greeted and entered the door. Wang Baxian was already in the main room, sitting with his legs crossed. Drinking tea on the grand master chair, behind him stood two horsemen in suits and leather shoes, full of pomp and circumstance.

Kong Xin: "..."

"Hi, Boss Kong," Wang Baxian handed the tea bowl to Ma Zai, stood up shaking his sleeves, cupped his hands, and said loudly, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Brother Yu misses you very much."

Kong Xin was expressionless: "..."

"Cough, cough," Luo Zigeng stepped forward and said with a smile, "You are here at Eight Thousand Years Old, aren't we late?"

"It's not too late, it's not too late," Wang Baxian said proudly, "it's just time for Pan Nanhua to get in the way."

Kong Xin let out a low laugh, and the faces of the other people in the room couldn't be bothered. On the one hand, they entrusted Wang Baxian to find the next house, and on the other hand, they hired Pan Nanhua, thinking that the highest bidder would win, but they didn't expect that the time was not right. As soon as the person went out, he bumped into Wang Baxian who stepped through the door, and he got away with it.

"President Pan took the goods away?" Kong Xin asked calmly.

"No, no," the host immediately held up a treasure box, "My lord, Boss Kong, you see, this is my father's collection back then. If it wasn't for buying a house, I really wouldn't be willing to sell it."

After speaking, he nervously rubbed the corners of his clothes with both hands, and solemnly opened the treasure chest.

Kong Xin narrowed his eyes slightly from the moment he opened it, and exchanged a glance with Wang Baxian, both of them leaned over, looking expressionlessly at the cong-shaped bottle that appeared on the table.

Luo Zigeng handed over the tools in due course.

Kong Xin took a portable microscope to carefully observe the glaze bubbles of the cong-shaped bottle, his expression was indifferent, and his breath was long. Luo Zigeng looked at him in a daze, and suddenly found that when this person was admiring antiques, his whole body would be different from usual, as if he had suddenly restrained himself. With all the sharp claws and fangs, a layer of calm and leisure like an old monk quietly shrouded, "This old man, do you know what this treasure of your father is?" Kong Xin put away the microscope and looked at the owner's house.

"I heard my father said when he was alive that this is a Yongzheng imitation official kiln cong bottle, but it is a pity that the mouth is broken and it is a defective product."

Kong Xin shook his head, "This is not something from the Yongzheng period." He carefully held up the cong-shaped bottle, and asked the owner to see the signature on the bottom of the vessel. "The six characters 'made in the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty' are added later."

"Impossible!!!" The owner's face changed drastically. It is a common method of counterfeiting to add a rare year number to an utensil without a base. Become the priceless Yongle blue and white.

The hostess of this house also stepped over with a dark face and yelled, "Boss Kong, there must be evidence for what you say. The staff of Pan's company have also seen this bottle just now. It is sure to be Yongzheng official kiln. If you want to borrow it Lower the price, then we will not accompany you!"

Luo Zigeng pulled Kong Xin behind him, frowned and looked at the hostess, "Please be careful with what you say!"

Kong Xin patted the back of Luo Zigeng's hand, telling him to be calm, and looked up at Wang Baxian, "What do you think of Eight Thousand Years Old?"

Wang Baxian didn't raise his head, his eyes rolled up, and he turned around to look at him, playing with the small microscope in his hand, snapping it on and off, playing back and forth more than a dozen times, before blinking his eyes, looking at Kong Xin, and said in a low voice, "I'm Of course I agree with you."

Knowing that this guy is slippery, he won't say anything to death, and always leaves a way for himself to retreat at any time. Asking him is basically meaningless. Kong Xin turned his head, "Luo Zigeng, tell me."

Luo Zigeng knew that he was trying to test himself, thought for a while, and said seriously, "I also think this is a later payment, but..." He turned to look at Kong Xin, hesitated for a moment, and said, "But this cong-shaped bottle was originally It should be the Southern Song Dynasty."

"What???" The host was shocked again.

"Yes, it's the Southern Song Dynasty, and it's..." Kong Xin smiled appreciatively at Luo Zigeng, and the two said in unison, "Xiu Neisi."

The imperial court of the Southern Song Dynasty moved to Lin'an, a corner of the south of the Yangtze River, and copied the extravagant life of the north to Lin'an. Of course, exquisite and rare porcelain was indispensable, so the official kilns destroyed by the war began to be refired.

Kong Xin explained to the host family, "We often say that there were five famous kilns in Song Dynasty, Ruguan Ge Junding. Later, the official kilns that people often said were actually three kilns, namely the Bianjing official kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty and the Xiuneisi Kiln in the Southern Song Dynasty. The official kiln and the official kiln under the suburban altar. Yongzheng personally likes official kilns, so during his reign, he ordered the imperial kiln factory to imitate a large number of official kiln porcelains. How to identify the real thing?"

Luo Zigeng smiled, "The bottom of real official kiln porcelain is uneven, the enamel is thick, and the top is thin and the bottom is thick. The authentic product is uneven in thickness, and no ox hair pattern has been found so far...Brother, this cong-shaped bottle of yours is a typical ritual vessel fired by Xiu Nei in the Southern Song Dynasty. As for the inscription on it, I don’t know why.”

Hearing what they said, the owner's hands were shaking with excitement. Since he wanted to sell antiques, he naturally did some research. Now that the whole people collect them, everyone will call them the five famous kilns. Sotheby's in Hong Kong once auctioned one The Northern Song Ru Kiln Tianqing Glazed Sunflower Wash, the last transaction price was 2.08 million Hong Kong dollars.

"Boss Kong, how much is this... this cong bottle worth?"

Kong Xin pondered for a long time, "Brother, this is a good Southern Song Dynasty official kiln, but...it was added later, and it is a defective product, so the price..."

"Boss Kong, you don't hesitate to bid, we'll sell it to you," the hostess yelled loudly, with a fat face flushed, "Just now, the staff member of the Pan family insisted that it was a remnant from the Yongzheng official kiln, so he only paid 30 yuan. Ten thousand……"

"What are you yelling about? Shut up!" The host interrupted her suddenly, and looked at Kong Xin with a smirk, "Boss Kong, don't listen to her talking nonsense, there is nothing like 30, she has misunderstood."

Kong Xin was silent for a long time, then said slowly, "Brother, I can offer 400 million for this cong bottle."

"This is an official kiln in the Southern Song Dynasty! I won't sell it if it's less than 1000 million yuan!" The host's attitude was very firm.

"400 million, just a little more," Kong Xin said lightly, "Since I will tell you its real kiln opening, I won't cheat you about money, brother, that person from Pan's is right. It is a defective product, and it will be faked by later generations, otherwise let alone 400 million, even 4000 million will be less."

The couple were winking at each other, and it could be seen that the woman wanted to make a move. After all, 400 million is not a decimal, but the man obviously felt that it was too little, and hoped to add more.

Sitting on the teacher's chair, Wang Baxian swallowed the clouds and said slowly, "It's not easy to tear your face apart in a room. Let's go out first and make room for your husband and mother to fight and discuss it. Will we make a deal or not?" , but it’s all in your own hands, but I’ll put the words aside first, if I don’t make a deal today, I’ll regret it later... You’ll be with me, but I don’t have time for the United States!”

After speaking, he stood up, flicked his sleeves, embraced Kong Xin, and went out affectionately.

Immediately there was a low voice of scolding coming from the room through the curtain.

"Xin is good," Wang Baxian put his arms around Kong Xin with a playful smile, "I haven't seen you for so long, do you miss my brother?"

"Thinking about it makes me heartbroken," Kong Xin punched his fat belly, "Fuck, you're getting fat again!"

"Nonsense!" Wang Baxian rubbed his stomach and said righteously, "Don't you think this king looks more and more graceful and luxurious?"

Kong Xin silently pushed his big face away.

The couple discussed for 15 minutes, 10 minutes of which were scolding each other, 5 minute of the remaining 1 minutes was deliberation, and 4 minutes of fighting each other. In the end, the heroic hostess won a complete victory, and Kong Xin took away Cong Shi with 400 million yuan. bottle.

After coming out of the master's house, Wang Baxian hung on Kong Xin, "Hey boy, do you want to sell this thing? Or should you play for two days first?"

"Don't worry about it, I still have use for this bottle." Kong Xin looked at Luo Zigeng and found that he was also looking at him, so he smiled, "Boy, didn't I say there is a good show for you? Just wait."