Although it was already late at night, the audience was still in high spirits and did not want to sleep at all!
The young master of Zhi Bao Zhai yawned.
She stood up and planned to go to bed.
20 million was nothing in the antique store. He had seen many good things and was not too interested in a few chairs.
At this moment, the lights in the corridor lit up, and an old man in a nightgown walked out.
"It's so late, why aren't you sleeping? You only know how to play games all day."
The old man was a little unhappy when he saw his grandson holding a tablet in the middle of the night.
"I'm not playing a game."
The young man complained and moved the screen closer." I was watching a variety show. I didn't expect to see Jiuqu Huanghuali, so I watched it for a while longer.”
Jiuqu yellow rosewood?
The old man's interest was piqued. He looked at the screen." This is a good thing. There are very few of them left in the world. Are you sure you saw it wrongly?"”
This old man was called Tang Chuan, the current head of the century-old Zhi Bao Zhai.
After taking a few glances, the old man's expression softened.
"That's right, it's indeed Jiuqu yellow rosewood. Your eyesight has improved recently, so don't relax, understand?”
Of course, he didn't forget to admonish her.
Just as the old man was about to leave, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the big table beside the yellow rosewood official hat chair.
"Eh? Wait!"
The expression on the old man's face instantly froze. He grabbed his grandson's wrist that was holding the tablet!
"Grandpa, it hurts!"
The young man could not help but cry out in pain.
But…
The old man turned a deaf ear.
His eyes were fixed on the screen.
"This texture, this color, and this iron-like texture.”
"It must be Yin Heavy Wood, and…"
"It's at least ten thousand years old!"
"This is,"
"Ten Thousand Year Iron Pear Yin Heavy Wood!"
W-what?
The young master was dumbfounded.
The eight-square table was right in the middle of the hall, and the eight rosewood chairs were placed around it. The young man had naturally seen it long ago.
However…
The table was too smooth, and the texture was like iron and wood. It was thick and heavy, so he thought it was a marble product that imitated wood.
In the end, it was actually made of wood?
And what was it…
This was the first time even he had heard of it. Ten Thousand Year Iron Pear Yin Heavy Wood?
"There is an ancient saying: Even if there is a box of jewelry, it is not as good as a square of ebony.”
The old man slowly said," Ordinary ebony is already worth more than gold, but this ten-thousand-year-old Iron Pear Yin Heavy Wood is even more valuable than red sandalwood. It has already surpassed the category of wood and is considered a treasure.”
"Back then, Yuan Shikai used his power as the current president to spend a huge sum of money to buy it, but he only managed to get enough Yin Heavy Wood to build a coffin!”
"The Yin Heavy Wood is different from others. Things like yellow rosewood and red sandalwood can be planted. The only difference is the age. However, this Yin Heavy Wood has to be formed naturally over thousands or even tens of thousands of years.”
"And this table…"
The old man felt that his grandson couldn't see clearly with the tablet in his hand, so he simply snatched it over and leaned in front of the screen. He looked at it carefully and revealed an intoxicated expression.
"It's a complete piece. It's actually carved from a whole piece of ten-thousand-year-old Iron Pear Yin Heavy Wood!”
"This is impressive!"
"Even an emperor can't be so extravagant…"
The old man looked at the big table of gloomy wood in the live broadcast and praised it endlessly.
The young man at the side was dumbfounded.
He had never seen his grandfather, who had always been dignified, have such a side.
One had to know.
Zhi Bao Zhai was an old shop with a history of more than a hundred years in the country. As the president of the Antique Association, his grandfather was a big shot in the industry.
With just a stomp of his feet, half of the antique world would tremble. His status was extremely high!
For example, the Southeast big shot Chen Wenhan was just a junior in front of his grandfather.
He actually had such high praise for a table.
The young man was more or less young and impetuous. He immediately said,"Grandpa, since you like it so much, why don't we just buy it?”
"What?"
The old man was shocked. He pointed at the screen and asked excitedly," Isn't this a TV? You can buy things? Did they put it up for sale?"
"This is a live broadcast. Grandpa, let's post the purchase bullet screen at the top. The program team will be able to see it. Just wait and see, I'll buy it for you!”
As the young man spoke, he took the tablet and quickly typed a line of words.
" I'm Zhi Bao Zhai from Beijing. Please help me contact the old man who appeared on camera. We're willing to pay 100 million yuan to buy that eight-square table. We're interested in contacting 135…"
After typing, he was about to press send.
Unexpectedly.
When the old man saw his grandson playing halfway, his expression changed drastically. He wanted to snatch the tablet away.
However, the young man's hand speed was too fast. In the blink of an eye, he had already finished typing and was about to send it out.
"Pa!"
In a moment of desperation, the old man slapped the tablet away.
"Pa da-"
The tablet broke into pieces.
It was not over yet.
The old man directly kicked the young man's butt.
"Rascal, you only offered 100 million for this eight-square table. What kind of madness have you lost? Do you think such a treasure is a cabbage on the roadside?”
He shouted at his grandson angrily.
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