"Yes, don't worry, I'm responsible."

"Then you said, what's your deal?"

"Haha, don't you know later?"

Shen Wenxin looked mysterious and handed it to Lao Zhang, who was sitting on a pulley cart to have a tea taste, and said, "Old sir, count it, 20,000 yuan a minute."

"What! Twenty thousand? What's the thing cost 20,000! You prodigal guy! You are even more prodigal than I used to!" Yi Xiaojun suppressed for a long time tonight. Hearing that Shen Wenxin actually gave the old guy 20,000, he didn't know what he bought, he jumped up and snatched the plastic bag.

Yi Xiaojun is about the same height as Shen Wenxin, but his physique is much stronger. He also entered the national martial arts class when he was a child. He had a certain foundation. In addition, the inducement of movies in that era made him start to hang out in society. Therefore, strengthening his physique is the only way to survive and fight for hegemony.

The disabled person, Lao Zhang, was his opponent, so he let go of his hands, and was afraid that the red flowers would be sprinkled out.

"Xiao Shen, do you think about this?" Old Zhang didn't expect Shen Wenxin to be so decisive. He was also very happy about the offer of 20,000 yuan. Although he knew that this thing was a bit old, his taste should not be too intact. He was extremely satisfied with being worth so much money.

Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, making Lao Zhang want to complete the transaction as soon as possible, and take 20,000 yuan to some small place to live peacefully.

"That's it." Shen Wenxin picked up the black bowl and handed it to the excited Yi Xiaojun, which made his temper even more violent. He looked like he would never give in and said, "Your sister! The 20,000 yuan should be the money you worked hard in Shang Si? Is it a pity that you bought a broken copper and iron, but you are still a college student, and your brain was kicked by a donkey?"

Yi Xiaojun's performance proves the friendship between them. After all, no ordinary friends would say so directly, and it was Shen Wenxin, so Yi Xiaojun was not qualified to say anything.

"Be calm and you won't be able to explain it clearly to you for a while. Give me the money first." Shen Wenxin said in a gentle tone.

Unexpectedly, Yi Xiaojun didn't buy it at all and said firmly: "No matter what you say today, I won't follow you. If you want to take it, just take it with Teacher Lu!"

He was talking strong and he protected the plastic bags for money with one hand and took out his mobile phone with the other hand to make a report. Shen Wenxin did not expect Yi Xiaojun's reaction to be so huge. When he was anxious, he would be inaccurate. He flashed beyond imagination and snatched the black bowl.

Shen Wenxin, who had just recovered from a serious illness, took action so decisively that he was much faster than ordinary people, but it was within the range that normal people could do.

The main reason is that Yi Xiaojun is both intentional and thinks that Shen Wenxin can't snatch it from him, so he takes it lightly, so Shen Wenxin succeeds.

This also puzzled Shen Wenxin and said to himself: "When did my physical fitness be so good? If it were justified before, it would be reasonable. After all, I often go to archaeology and now I have been lying on the hospital bed for a month and have long been skinny. Could it be the golden light of the treasure chest?"

Shen Wenxin inferred that it must be that the two golden lights of different sizes have brought some benefits to their physical fitness, otherwise how could they explode so quickly in an instant?

"You boy..."

Yi Xiaojun, who was still stunned, forgot to dial while holding his cell phone. Shen Wenxin did not hesitate and handed it to Lao Zhang with a plastic bag of 20,000 yuan and said, "Mr. Zhang, I will pay the money and deliver the goods in one hand. You can do it."

"I believe you." Old Zhang also knew that the atmosphere here was a bit tense. After looking at it, he put away the plastic bag, and held the pulley with his hands, leaving behind a black bowl that was unknown.

The wood has been done, Yi Xiaojun's mood has eased a little, and he looks like he is so sorry that he can understand his parents' feelings at this time.

"What do you want a brother to say? If you buy a broken bowl for 20,000 yuan, you won't say that this is an antique from the Spring and Autumn Period of the Warring States Period, do you?"

"It was not possible in the pre-Qin period, but in the Tang Dynasty it was extremely possible." Shen Wenxin was a business in cultural relics protection. He knew some basic treasure appraisal knowledge, but he could not stop it. However, after touching the treasure and confirming that it was the authentic one, he could tell me about his knowledge and judgment again.

"Mosquito, are you kidding? A beggar has a bowl from the Tang Dynasty in his hand? You think it was the 1980s! Brother, it's the 21st century now, and it's very far from ordinary people to pick up their bargains!"

"If it weren't for the authentic product, would I take out all my savings without hesitation? My buddy has worked in the Literature Management Office for so long and has learned a lot of knowledge about treasure appraisal." Because of his profession and professional reasons, Shen Wenxin did not blush when he lies. One year of experience in the Literature Management Office can be divided. If experts hear it, they will definitely be ridiculous.

The identification of a cultural relic involves a wide range of knowledge and is related to experience. The more objects you have seen, the richer your experience will be. Generally speaking, experts will not say too much when identifying the period.

It was too arbitrary to say that it was from the Tang Dynasty as soon as Shen Wenxin said it was from the Tang Dynasty. Yi Xiaojun did not have much knowledge on this aspect. He thought that Shen Wenxin had a very rich knowledge of antique identification. He played with a layer of mud stains, and the specific material was not visible.

This kind of denomination is the year of the Tang Dynasty, but it is just a rough period, because Shen Wenxin has no specific references and cannot be explained in detail.

Yi Xiaojun wiped the dirt on the surface of the black bowl with a wet rag, revealing his true body, and the material should be bronze.

This is a thick shape and a solemn color. Yi Xiaojun's light knocks on it sounds like a Buddha's voice entering his ears, and the treasure looks solemn. The copper is exquisite, with peacock blue embroidery on the surface and inside, which is extremely beautiful and dazzling. This is obviously a baptism of time.

There are two characters on the bottom, one is Tian, ​​and the second character needs to be verified, or An, Guang, Hao, etc.

No matter which word it is, it reflects the historical value of this cultural relic, with a weight of about less than one kilogram, which is about 0.75KG.

For the specific specifications, Shen Wenxin measured the diameter of the mouth on the spot, with the diameter of the mouth 153MM, the bottom 122MM, the belly 220MM, and the thickness of the copper edge 1.1MM.

Yi Xiaojun is a completely amateur. After wiping it clean, he also understood that this object was an old object, and it was well preserved. It was a practical instrument. It was used in ancient times. It was used by monks to eat and vegetarian food, or as musical instruments, and the sounds they beat were quite Buddha sounds, pharmaceutical tools, etc.

Anyway, the historical value of this type of copper bowl is still good, which is also a basis for considering the value of an antique.

"After getting started, I felt very calm. This bowl must have been a long time, and it was full of vicissitudes." Yi Xiaojun ignored the previous strong opposition and said from an appreciation point of view.

In terms of the last years of the Tang Dynasty, 907 years was more than a thousand years ago. The reason why antiques are so popular is because of time.

Modern people live for a maximum of more than a hundred years, but a bronze bowl has been going through thousands of years. What does this concept mean? Subjective consciousness will be interested in this object. From the perspective of an outsider, Yi Xiaojun thought that this bronze bowl is of good quality, but the possibility of getting used is not ruled out.

"Yes." Shen Wenxin took the cleaned bronze bowl and started playing with it for the first time. A sense of accomplishment arose in vain. The reason why he was so decisive was the emergence of the seventh-grade treasure chest, but whether the old or the new still needed to verify it or whether the buyer recognized it.

Shen Wenxin's bank card money has been emptied. If there is a start-up capital to pick up the bargain, this bowl must be taken. In order for the future of the bargaining business to go smoothly, it is also important to find a buyer. However, Shen Wenxin's connections in Longcheng can be said to be limited to students below high school, and most of them work in other places. The collectors in the collection industry basically do not know each other. This still requires an opportunity to open up the situation.

"Forget it, let's take care of the situation. Anyway, this kind of big leak is not available at any time." Indeed, one of the reasons why Yi Xiaojun firmly opposed it was that there are really too few objects in this society now, and new things are emerging one after another. Many collectors don't know how much tuition fees they have paid, so they have learned a knowledge of treasure appraisal.

There are so many bloody lessons that people are numb.

The staff dormitory building of Longcheng High School, Shen Zhongxing and Lu Fenglai had just supervised the self-study class of senior high school students. When they returned home together, Shen Wenxin was not seen, and they suddenly became anxious.

After all, Shen Wenxin's heart cannot withstand high-intensity exercise and stimulation. If you go out so late, you may faint on the road. If you are a normal person, it would be fine. For Shen Wenxin who has heart disease, nightlife will increase the chance of sudden death.

"Have you called?" Lu Fenglai's face was sad. The pressure from work and life made her mother exhausted as a teacher.

"No one answered." Shen Zhongxing hung up the phone and blamed himself: "I should find someone to look at him and let him stay at home alone. How could an adult endure loneliness?"

"Hey, things have come to this point, it's too late to say anything, should you call the police?"

Shen Wenxin, who had just arrived at the door, opened the door and heard that his mother was going to call the police, he immediately interrupted: "Dad, mom, am I back safe? Is it necessary to make everyone know?"

"Pa" Shen Zhongxing slapped him loudly. The huge worry made Shen Zhongxing lose his mind. Lu Feng took a quick step and blocked Shen Zhongxing and cursed: "Old Shen, you are killing the child! Didn't the doctor say that Wen Xin could not be severely stimulated?"

While stunned, Shen Zhongxing looked at his palm blankly and caught off guard. It was natural for his father to beat his son. Moreover, Shen Zhongxing's family education was very strict. He was extremely indignant about Shen Wenxin's irresponsible attitude. In impulse, he forgot his son's condition and thus lost his previous calmness.

A bright red palm print appeared on Shen Wenxin's face, but he was not angry, but comforted Lu Feng and said, "Mom, don't worry, my heart is already healed. You see dad slapped me so hard, I didn't even faint, right?"

An obvious fact was in front of him, causing Shen Zhongxing and Lu Fenglai to instantly turn from sadness to ecstasy.
Chapter completed!