Grand Collection

Chapter 75

Second Young Master Kong became famous. He smashed the enamel pot with his fist, and Pan Nanhua's hypocrisy was clearly exposed. The charity auction was forced to be suspended.

It was a double scandal of charity and antiques. The reporters immediately rushed forward like chicken blood, such as "Jinling X News", "Yangtze X News", "Modern X News", scrambling to interview.

Kong Yi looked innocently at the camera, "Inside story? What inside story? You said that Mr. Pan Nanhua deliberately sold counterfeit products? Wow! This is slander, do you know? I don't know anything about Pan's magic horse, I just think that jar is Imitation, just intuition."

Even Kong Xin became popular, because the black history of Kong Ershao is too horrible, no one believes that he can judge the authenticity of the fahua jar with his eyesight, and everyone naturally puts the credit on Kong Xin .

A reporter also photographed Kong Yi and Luo Zigeng exchanging words with the green-glazed enamel jar on the album at the auction, as if Luo Zigeng was pointing him out, because the next moment, Kong Yi held up his number plate without hesitation.

For a moment, the admiration for Kong Xin and Luo Zigeng's eyesight even overwhelmed Kong Yi's astounding punch. What a young talent, ghost-eyed master and apprentice, the two became bright twin stars in the antique industry, dazzling with brilliance.

"Damn it, it's too violent. It's really forcing you into the transparent cabinet step by step. The next step is probably to reveal the privacy of the two of you. I won't talk about it. Don't stare at me. Come on, let's take a look." Read the newspaper," Wang Baxian shook the newspaper, "Tsk, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and it wakes up the antique circle with one punch, damn it, the second young master is now a hero in cracking down on fakes, ouch, and this one, a scumbag becomes a genius in a second , who is time-traveling, yo...you brothers are so popular now that I almost want to sign it."

"I'll sign a hundred for you later, and you can take it back as a family heirloom."

"Then I request that it be signed on your lower body, or else I won't."

"roll!"

After Wang Baxian finished flipping through the newspaper, he looked up at the Kong Xin who were busy wiping away those precious antiques like a bee, "Hey, I remind you of something."

"Ok?"

"Be careful with Pan Nanhua."

Kong Xin sneered and didn't take it seriously, "The old man is ruined now, hiding in the hospital to pretend to be sick, he should have a headache how to restore his image, instead of taking revenge on me."

Wang Baxian fiddled with the lighter, "Don't take it lightly, there is some kind of counterfeit identification guide on the Internet, and someone actually found the secret according to that guide, and they are clamoring for Pan Nanhua to return the product. That old boy is not a fuel-efficient lamp, you guys The two brothers played him this way, the old guy is holding a grudge, my boy below said that he is investigating you, anyway, be careful, don't let him get caught."

"I'm just a small antique dealer. I obey the law and pay taxes according to the law. What other excuses do I have?"

"You have a lot of black history, do you know?" Wang Baxian stared, "If you and Luo Zigeng's crap is revealed, you two will be a laughingstock, you know? And with Wen Zhijun, don't think I don't know why you were killed by the old man. Get out of the house, if you want to investigate these things, you won't be able to hide them at all, you know, stupid!"

Kong Xin dropped the rag in his hand, "Why am I such an idiot? Am I breaking the law for being gay? Tell you, I am not afraid of anyone now! Anyone who likes to pick up can pick up whatever they want. Anyway, I have been kicked out of the house, I am afraid ?”

"Fuck, are you giving up on yourself?" Wang Baxian patted his face and smiled, "Hey, don't make trouble, life is still very good, I have a business, can you do it? Yongzheng blue and white, a pair of twine Zhiliantuo Sanskrit small cup, you can win it for 50 million, are you okay?"

"Is the way right?"

"Inheritance is orderly," Wang Baxian said, "the small cups originally belonged to the treasure master's grandfather. The old man rode a crane to the west, and his mother got everything, so he got this pair of small cups, and planned to sell them to him for business. "

Kong Xin frowned, "Don't just make up a story, you'll believe it, right?"

"Who am I?" Wang Baxian pointed to his nose, "I have been doing business since I could speak, and I will be deceived by those cats and dogs? You were deceived by me less when you were young, right? Now you dare to question me?"

Kong Xin laughed loudly, "Go away, ask that person out, I'll look at the goods, hey, don't go to the Pink Hotel and the Green Hotel, buying an antique is like buying white powder, what taste is there."

"Fuck!" Wang Baxian was angry, "You can insult my personality, but you can't insult my taste!"

Turning around, he arranged a small hotel that was so dirty that he couldn't look directly at it. In the scorching summer, Kong Xin finally found the place hidden in a corner. As soon as he entered the door, he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe. He couldn't take two steps. , just sweating profusely.

Although Young Master Kong is not obsessed with cleanliness, he has kept his clothes neat and tidy for more than 30 years. Every time he goes in and out of this hidden small hotel, he wants to pull out Wang Baxian and throw him directly under the sun for three days. It is inferior to Dong Zhuo.

Kicking open the door, a gust of cold air rushed in, the flame in Kong Xinxin's head was quietly extinguished a little bit, Wang Baxian was sitting under the air conditioner in white vest and flower pants, blowing the cold wind, when he saw him coming in, he smiled and said, "Oh, hurry up!" Come blow it, doesn't it look hot?"

"Whose credit?" Kong Xin glared at him, then turned his eyes to another person in the room, straightened his clothes, and stretched out his hand, "This is the treasure master, right? What's your name?"

"Don't dare to be, dare not be, I don't want your surname to be Li," the man held his hand awkwardly, and smiled flatteringly, "Boss Kong, right? I have known you for a long time, and I heard that your appreciation ability is this," he said and gave a thumbs up.

"It's overrated," Kong Xin smiled. "A small Sanskrit cup with blue and white lotus and lotus cups, right? Take it out and let me have a look."

"Hey, good."

Xiao Li carefully took out a pair of small blue and white cups and handed them to Kong Xin, "Please take a look."

Kong Xin didn't answer, and said calmly, "Brother, you don't know much about antiques?"

"Hey, you are really an amateur," Wang Baxian slapped his thigh and yelled, "Put it on the table, don't hand it to Boss Kong directly, if it breaks later, who will be to blame?"

"Look at my brain!" Xiao Li laughed and put the small cup on the table.

Only then did Kong Xin pick it up and look at it carefully, "It has a beautiful shape, thin body and light body, white glaze and smooth, slender brushwork, and elegant blue and white hair color. Well, it was made in the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty. Yes, it is a Yongzheng official kiln."

Xiao Li rubbed his hands, "Boss Kong, look at the price..."

"You make a price."

Xiao Li hesitated for a while, tentatively stretched out three fingers, and rolled his eyes cunningly, "...these?"

Kong Xin nodded, "[-]? It's a bit cheaper, maybe [-]."

"No!" Xiao Li stared anxiously, "300 million! I won't sell it if it's less than 300 million."

Kong Xin laughed, and said politely to him, "Then you can take it back, brother, I don't think you seem to be someone who pays close attention to antiques, and you don't know much about the price of porcelain. These two small cups cost 300 million. I’m bullying the stick, do you think I look like a stick?”

Xiao Li scratched his head anxiously, "Then...then 250 million!"

"20 million, no more."

"No, no, no," Xiao Li muttered, "The gap is too big, add more, as you said just now, this is the Yongzheng official kiln, Yongzheng!"

Kong Xin laughed and said, "There are countless blue and white boutiques in Yongzheng official kilns. Your pair is neither outstanding nor bad. It's just average. 20 yuan is already a reasonable price. Brother, you can go Inquire, who have I, Kong Xin, deceived in business?"

Xiao Li smiled apologetically, "It's because you never deceive people, that's why you found you on purpose, that... you can add a little more, 100 million! Let's make up a whole number."

"20 is also an integer."

Xiao Li choked, with a look of unwillingness on his face. The two saw each other for more than half an hour, and finally the transaction was 33 yuan. Kong Xin took out the check book.

That person has gone out of his way again, he doesn't want checks, and bank transfers don't work, he needs cash.

Wang Baxian was dumbfounded, "Fuck, are you tricky? Do you want to go out and get robbed when you take cash?"

Xiao Li sighed, "You don't know, my wife works in a bank, let her know that I suddenly have so much money, I must shave my claws clean, what kind of business do I still do, alas, a married man is really a hand Bitter tears."

Kong Xin had no choice, so he went to get the cash, and the two of them considered the deal. Xiao Lihou hurriedly stuffed bundles of banknotes into his backpack, his hands trembling with excitement.

Kong Xin smiled and gave him a cigarette, "The next time you or your friends have antiques to sell, you can always find me."

"Okay, okay," Xiao Li said with a cigarette in his mouth, put on his backpack and ran away.

Wang Baxian looked at his back and said with a smile, "It's really fucking worthless."

"As long as you are promising," Kong Xin packed the small blue and white cup, "Let's go, next time I look for this dilapidated hotel again, I will break up with you."

"Oh shit, are you crossing the river and tearing down the bridge?" Wang Baxian folded his fat arms and hugged him into his arms, "Haggling is really bad, profiteer!"

"Black fart, in my heart, it's worth the price."

"That's your dark heart."

"roll."

The two walked out of the hotel shoulder to shoulder. As soon as they stretched out their hands to pull the door, there was a sudden bang, and the door was kicked open. Six or seven policemen appeared at the door, "Put down your resistance! Come with us obediently."

Kong Xin was taken aback, "What?"

The two looked at each other with astonishment in each other's eyes. Wang Baxian greeted him with a playful smile, and took out a cigarette, "Hey, comrade policeman, did you find the wrong place? Are you searching for gambling or prostitution? My brother and I are well-dressed, I didn't do anything immoral..."

"Don't get close!" The policeman pushed his hand away from distributing cigarettes. "You are suspected of stealing state property. Please come with us to the Public Security Bureau."

Wang Baxian gasped, pointed to his nose, "Me? I stole state property? Do you know who I am? This king is so rich that I steal state property?"

"Don't make unnecessary resistance. Resisting arrest will not do you any good."

Kong Xin pulled Wang Baxian behind him, and calmly said to the policeman, "Comrade, did you make a mistake? Both of us are antique dealers, and we just made a deal here. Look, the things are still here."

A policeman took out the photo, looked at it, and immediately shouted excitedly, "That's it! The blue and white lotus cup was stolen from the museum. Everyone has stolen it. You still haven't pleaded guilty?"

Kong Xin was astonished, "I just bought this!"

"Don't quibble, tell the police station if you have anything to say, take it away!"

Until he was pushed into the interrogation room, Kong Xin didn't understand what was going on. He told the whole story over and over again, feeling like his mouth was going to be worn out. After investigating and collecting evidence, the police finally confirmed that he and the theft State property is not directly related.

However, this pair of Yongzheng blue and white Sanskrit cups with tangled branches and lotus holders was just stolen from the museum and will be confiscated.

Kong Xin was arrested in a daze, and released angrily. He slapped tables and threw benches at the Public Security Bureau, "33! Do I have to suffer this loss for nothing?"

"You have to calm down," the policeman calmly comforted. "Trust the police. When we catch the little Li you mentioned, we will naturally ask him to return the money to you."

Kong Xin said harshly, "What if you can't catch it?"

The policeman looked at him kindly, "Boss Kong, you are a famous antique dealer, how can you not understand the consequences of selling stolen goods for thieves?"

Kong Xin was angry, believed in the police, believed in the police...it would be better to believe in Wang Baxian!Damn it, where did Wang Baxian, that old-fashioned bastard, go? ? ?

Without any explanation, the loss of 33 yuan was for nothing. Kong Xin walked out of the police station with a livid face. He didn't even have a car. He had to take a taxi back by himself.

"Brother Kong!" A clear voice sounded outside the gate.

Kong Xin raised his eyes in surprise, and saw a white Chevrolet parked at the door, Ji Kai, with his shirt rolled up to his elbows, was smiling and waving to him.