Mr. Zhao's arrival was beyond my expectations. For this respected old man, we did not dare to neglect our slightest and quickly stood up to greet him.

"Old sir, why are you here?" I greeted him politely.

In fact, I had already guessed in my heart that this must be done by the fat man.

Sure enough, when the old man heard this, he immediately looked at the fat man with a smile.

"I was summoned by this fat man's note."

The fat man laughed, "Sir, please sit down, the tea has been brewed, I'm just waiting for you to grow old!"

As he said that, he walked up to the old man's arm respectfully and took him to the master's seat.

The old man was not polite. After just sitting down, he couldn't wait to look at the fat man and asked, "Little fat man, you won't lie to me, are you? What you said is here, take it out and let me take the palm of my eyes."

All of us looked at the fat man curiously, wondering what medicine was sold in his gourd?

At this time, Hu Qiu brought the tea. After the old man thanked him, he still stared at the fat man.

The fat man smiled mysteriously, turned around and walked into the room inside, and then I heard the sound of the zipper being pulled apart.

Not long after, the fat man walked out of it, but there was something wrapped in black cloth in his hand.

Mr. Zhao suddenly became interested and stared at the object in the fat man's hand curiously.

The fat man carefully placed the thing on the table in front of Mr. Zhao, and then took apart the black cloth on it bit by bit.

Seeing his cautious appearance, I couldn't help but be interested and guessed in my heart what was there?

As the black cloth was peeled off layer by layer, the things inside were finally revealed. I was shocked when I saw this thing because I had just seen it.

"Bronze!"

Mr. Zhao exclaimed, sat up straight, and his eyes fell tightly on the bronze ware in front of him.

That's right, this is the bronze wine bottle I saw in Changshou Village before, but I didn't expect the fat man to bring this thing out.

When did this guy move?

Mr. Zhao took a few glances on the bronze wine bottle, and the expression on his face suddenly became more and more serious.

He slowly stood up from the chair, bent down and began to carefully look at the bronze wine bottle in front of him.

However, he did not touch the bronze wine bottle.

After a while, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the fat man, "Little fat man, can I get started?"

The fat man smiled, "Sir, please watch whatever you want, just look at it."

Mr. Zhao nodded, reached out and took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket, put them on his hands with a serious expression, and then he carefully stretched out his hands and held the bronze wine bottle in his hand.

This was much more carefully than I had just seen it. I looked up and down, inside and out, and then I put the bronze wine bottle back on the table. Just when I thought he was done, the old man stretched out his hand again.

Into my arms, I touched a magnifying glass and came out.

Bent over and start to observe more carefully.

I admire the old man's rigorous attitude. It is very particular about studying antiques. Generally, they only look at and don't touch them. Even if they want to get started, they will wear gloves to avoid damage to human-body contact.

The structure of the antique itself.

Especially when giving others a glimpse, this rule becomes more serious.

This time, the old man observed for several minutes, then slowly straightened his waist and pounded his fists twice on his waist. He obviously couldn't bear it anymore.

Just when I thought the old man had finished the identification, he actually took out a leather tape measure from his body, and focused on measuring the bronze wine bottle.

However, this process was much faster. In less than a minute, the bronze wine bottle was completely measured, and this was the identification.

"How about old man? This thing is true, right?" the fat man asked proudly.

"Good stuff, good stuff!" the elderly student exclaimed.

"You see, stop praising me, what is the saying?" the fat man asked.

"Looking at the height, foot shape, and pattern of the wine bottle, this should be a bronze ware from around 1600 BC. If divided according to dynasties, it should be during the Shang and Zhou dynasties. To be precise, it should be something from the Shang dynasty."

The gentleman said excitedly.

We looked at each other and saw the admiration in each other's eyes, because we had seen this thing before and knew its dynasty and origin.

"Hey, old man, the professional ones are different. You can see at a glance that even the dynasties are clearly stated. Otherwise, why would you say you are a master?" the fat man complimented.

Mr. Zhao directly filtered the fat man's flattery, and his eyes were still staring at the bronze wine bottle, while still praising him while watching.

"The bronzes from 3,000 years ago are extremely precious now. I have only seen them a few times, but it is the first time I have seen them with such good quality as those preserved." The old man exclaimed.

"Then is this thing valuable?" The fat man asked the question he was most concerned about.

"Bronze ware is a country's important weapon, how can it be measured with money?" the old man shook his head and said.

"Then there must be a price, right?" The fat man obviously wanted to break the casserole and ask to the end.

The old man looked at the fat man's expression and shook his head with a wry smile, then said:

"I remember that at Sotheby's auction in New York a long time ago, a bronze wine bottle appeared, and it was sold at a high price of $8.1 million."

"How many?"

The fat man's voice rose octave in an instant.

This made us stunned.

A bronze wine bottle can be worth more than 8 million US dollars, which is equivalent to RMB 50 million.

It made our throats a little hot.

But then, the old man threw out another heavy bomb: "This was many years ago, and it is probably more expensive now, and the bronze wine bottle at that time was far inferior to this one, so I was very curious about this.

How was a bronze ware preserved!"

The old man paused slightly, "There are not many bronzes in more than 3,000 years of existence, and there are almost no ones that can have such good quality. Therefore, this thing can be regarded as a heavy weapon among heavy objects!"

The fat man stared at the bronze wine bottle in front of him, and a green light shone in his eyes, as if what he was standing in front of him was not a bronze ware, but piles of RMB.

My mind was turned on and finally understood the fat man's intentions. It seemed that he wanted to use this thing to exchange conditions and get the purpose of the Chen family coming here from Mr. Zhao.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but admire that the fat man's brain was really good!

Judging from Mr. Zhao’s reaction, it seems that we should be able to know the answer soon.
Chapter completed!