He Qing put down the gift bottle and thought about it carefully. He realized that this item seemed to be a treasure from the auction.
But that one was bigger, and this one was smaller.
"Another treasure that was taken away by a foreign private buyer. I really have nothing to say about this treasure being willing to sell.”
When He Qing thought of this, she shook her head in her heart.
"What price?"
He decided to keep this thing.
"Please wait a moment. This bottle has just arrived and hasn't been priced yet. I need to ask the leader.”
The salesperson glanced at He Qing and then walked back.
He Qing frowned, feeling extremely dissatisfied.
This cultural relic store was obviously trying to attract newcomers. The price of this bottle was not marked. What if it broke?
Thinking of this, he hesitated a little.
Just then, the waiter returned.
"Hello, this is the best of the best in Jiaqing Imperial Kiln, so our price is real. You only need 2,000 yuan to take this gift bottle away.”
Hearing this, He Qing almost laughed out loud.
Damn, did he really think he was a rich man? It was fine if he opened his mouth like a lion, but he didn't even bargain!
If this thing was placed on the black market, it would only cost 200 yuan at most.
Just as he was about to refuse, he suddenly saw a golden-red golden rocking object on the counter beside him.
"Let's not catch the chicken first. Let me take a look at this hairpin.”
He Qing pointed at the golden step in the counter and said calmly.
The salesperson was quite competent. She reached out and took out the Golden Step Rocket and placed it beside He Qing's hand.
He Qing carefully sized up the Golden Buyao and found that the appraisal expert had given him something from the braid dynasty.
Obviously, this so-called appraisal expert saw this golden step as a silk craftsmanship, with flowers inlaid with red spinels.
Looking at the price of 150 yuan, He Qing almost laughed out loud.
This was a standard Song Dynasty treasure.
The method of making silk thread embedding had long been lost. Only some master craftsmen could make some silk thread. Clearly, this so-called expert was half-baked.
This golden rock was decorated with all the details, including phoenixes, flowers, and other decorations.
They were all woven layer by layer with golden threads as thick as a strand of hair!
This kind of skill had only reached its peak during the Song Dynasty. When it was passed down to the early stages of the Braids Dynasty, there were only a few who knew it.
It had to be known that it was very difficult to pull the golden threads so thin with the help of machines in the future.
The Song Dynasty had such a level of craftsmanship. It could be said to be magical to the point of inconceivable!
The appraisal experts in the Xishan Province Cultural Relics Store had probably never heard of this kind of craftsmanship.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to mistake him for someone else.
He Qing clearly remembered that in his previous life, a Song Dynasty tomb was excavated in Jiangnan Province.
After the cemetery was discovered, there was no immediate report. Instead, hundreds of people rushed in.
Especially the silver gilded phoenix crown, which was destroyed.
In the end, it directly led to a large group of people being sentenced.
Unfortunately, although the item was recovered later, the phoenix crown could not be repaired after it was torn.
It could be said that ignorance and greed had destroyed a masterpiece left behind by their ancestors.
The more He Qing looked at this golden step, the more he liked it.
At the top of the golden paddle, a Luan about three millimeters in size spread its wings and was about to fly.
What was even more amazing were the feathers and claws of the Luan.
Layers of fine feathers appeared on its small wings.
The claws were even more exquisite, with golden threads decorating the unique skin of the bird's claws!
It could be said that this Golden Step Rocket was so exquisite that it made one's hair stand on end!
"The invasion of the foreign tribes destroyed so many national treasures and skills. What a pity!”
He Qing couldn't help but feel a myriad of emotions in his heart. Now that he had encountered it, of course he wouldn't miss it.
"If all the antique stores are like this, I don't know how many antique dealers will be heartbroken in the future.”
He Qing could imagine how many good things had flowed out of the cultural relics store.
This was all because of the unprofessionalism of the firm expert.
However, it was also because of this that He Qing was able to pick up the leftovers.
He Qing looked down on the firm master of the Xishan Province Cultural Relics Store and said without hesitation,"
"I don't want the bottle chicken.”
As he spoke, he took out a stack of brand-new banknotes from his briefcase.
The salesperson was not disappointed. Their current job did not have the so-called commission in the future. It did not matter if they sold it or not.
So after counting the money, the salesperson put the Golden Buyao in a box covered with yellow silk and handed it to He Qing.
He Qing took the Golden Yoke and left without saying anything.
Carrying his briefcase, He Qing ran into someone when he was making a turn.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Before He Qing could speak, the other party apologized repeatedly.
He Qing was fine, but the other party was almost knocked over, and the thing in his hand fell to the ground.
"No need, it's fine."
After leaving the cultural relics store, He Qing naturally did not need to pretend to be a Hong Kong businessman.
He squatted down to help the man pack up, but his eyes lit up when he saw the things on the ground.
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