Chapter 89: All are sky-high prices

I followed him into the store. It wasn’t very big, but there were quite a few things.

"Little friend, do you have anything good to give to me today?"

He Suisui didn't dare to delay and directly took out the pearl earrings in her hand.

"Mr. Wei, please give me some advice."

"Okay, okay, okay~"

The man picked it up directly without using a white handkerchief or anything. Instead, he took out a magnifying glass at hand and observed it for a long time.

"Hey, little friend, where did you get these pearl earrings?"

So excited, did he see it? "When I came here just now, I saw something that caught my eye at the stall, so I bought it."

“This is a treasure!

Look at the one below, it’s Dongzhu, the overall craftsmanship looks like something from the Ming or Qing dynasties.

There are two small words inside the earrings."

As he said this, he pointed to the location and handed the magnifying glass to He Suisui.

It's really too small, and it's inside.

If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.

"Is this Wanfang?"

He Suisui had probably guessed it. As expected, she was the one introduced by Mr. Mo, as she could think of the key point right away.

“In the past, some of the more particular people were either members of the royal family, children of officials, or prominent figures.

They will engrave their names or words on the accessories they wear daily.

But the positions will not be very obvious, one reason is to ensure the integrity of the accessories.

Secondly, it is also to leave a mark for oneself, or it may be the love of elders for younger generations, or it may be the love between men and women. "

When He Suisui listened, he knew that he had come to the right place today.

Although Mr. Wei looks like a shrewd person, he actually has real talent and knowledge, and one has to admit that.

"Who is this Wanfang?"

He Suisui pretended to be confused and asked a question.

“If I’m not mistaken, this Wanfang should be a nickname.

Children, have you ever heard of Chen Yuanyuan? "

That’s right, it’s absolutely right.

"Of course I've heard of it. A man would risk his life for a woman he loves! Chen Yuanyuan, one of the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai, was a very powerful person!"

“Yes, Chen Yuanyuan lost both her parents when she was young and was raised by her aunt.

Since her uncle's surname was Chen, she changed her name to Chen Yuanyuan.

However, Wanfang was her nickname, and some people still called her by that name later on.

The earrings are made of oriental pearls and were once owned by Chen Yuanyuan. It's a pity that they have not been well maintained.

Otherwise, it would have to be worth at least seven figures.”

Seven figures, that's millions.

It’s not seven figures now, but it’s probably not less than that, at least a lot more than the 20,000 yuan just now.

"Mr. Wei, how much are these earrings worth now?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Wei touched the only two tufts of his beard.

"In my opinion, this pair of earrings is currently worth at most 600,000 yuan on the market.

Little boy, do you want to take action?

If you offer it, I can take it!"

The tone of voice sounds a bit cute.

“Mr. Wei, you were recommended by Mr. Mo, so I naturally believe you.

600,000 is 600,000, I’ll sell it to you.”

At this moment, the live broadcast room has gone crazy.

"Oh my god, it's sold right away. 600,000. That's 600,000!"

"Things used by Chen Yuanyuan back then are worth the price. Don't get too excited upstairs."

"That's right, our host was the one who opened the Moon Moon in the past, right?"

"Keep a low profile..."

"I'm new here, and I don't know the host's heroic deeds back then. Which brother who witnessed the miracle can tell us about it?"

"..."

The public screen in the live broadcast room was scrolling madly.

Su Qingwu also looked at the message above and fell into deep thought.

He did not follow the launch of the Yueyao lottery before, so he did not know that He Suisui had also been a big name in the antique market before.

From what everyone is saying, I can now understand a little bit.

And those who were speaking were the loyal fans of the live broadcast room and the earliest group of followers.

Mr. Wei acted quickly and directly transferred 600,000 yuan to He Suisui's bank card.

"Mr. Wei, actually, I have a few things I want you to see when you come here today."

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Now, she completely believed the thin old man in front of her.

So there was no need to hide anything and I took out everything I got yesterday from my backpack.

Song Huizong's painting of startled birds and his handwritten Buddhist scriptures.

The kingfisher pearl hairpin I bought from the energetic young man, and the ancient book that was used as a cushion on the corner of the table yesterday.

When the scroll was opened, even Mr. Wei was shocked.

"This, this is an authentic work of Emperor Huizong of Song!"

He Suisui didn't expect that this person would recognize her at once.

It had been in that calligraphy and painting shop for a long time and was considered something that was not very popular.

"Mr. Wei, can you see clearly?"

At this moment, a man who was not very old, probably in his 30s, walked out.

"Of course, is there anything wrong with that? Look, this is Huizong's private seal, and the authentic copies on the market all use official seals.

At that time, Song Huizong felt that others praised his calligraphy and painting so highly because of his identity and status.

So I deliberately painted a lot of paintings, stamped them with my own seal, and took them to the market to verify my level.

This painting, “Startled Birds,” should be a product of that time.”

No wonder, no wonder the boss didn’t notice it at all and always thought that the painting was fake.

Even if it was her, she wouldn't be able to be sure if she didn't have the golden finger that allowed her to understand the voices of objects.

"Mr. Wei, please take another look at this book. It may also be written by Emperor Huizong of Song."

Mr. Wei's hands were shaking with excitement, but there was nothing he could do except to love his job.

Once you see something surprising, no one can help it.

"Oh, yes, yes, this is the handwriting of Emperor Huizong of Song.

You see, there is nothing wrong with this private seal, and the writing style and font structure are completely consistent.

I wonder if you, my little friend, would like to sell these two treasures?"

"Please give me a price!"

He Suisui did not answer directly, so naturally he wanted to hear the price first.

Mr. Wei was in a dilemma for a moment, stroking his goatee and thinking seriously.

“These Buddhist scriptures look like a lot, and they are well preserved, so 5 million is no problem.

As for this "Startled Bird" painting, it can be regarded as a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

Moreover, there are very few works with Song Huizong's private seal on the market. This one would cost at least 30 million."

Both prices were completely within He Suisui's acceptable range, but she was not in a hurry.

"Mr. Wei, please continue to take a look at the remaining two pieces."

This time, he first picked up the pearl hairpin next to him, observed it for a while, and then handed it to the man.

"Xiao Jinzi, come and take a look at this thing, what do you think?"

(End of this chapter)