Jin Yutong

Chapter 194 Ancient Knife

Chen Ran was chased away by Wang Zhiqing, so he could only sit there temporarily. At this moment, besides him and Wang Zhiqing, there was also an old man in his 50s who was sitting at the counter for identification. Ran nodded, as a greeting, and then got busy.

After Wang Zhiqing introduced Chen Ran, he also sat down and got busy. Both of them were very busy, but Chen Ran was not busy at all. Obviously, although Wang Zhiqing made his words mysterious, everyone didn't care too much. Believe it, after all, he looks too young. These grandpas and grandmas from the countryside undoubtedly judge people by their age. Chen Ran is just like their grandson. How could they trust Chen Ran? .

Even Auntie Xiaohong, who just praised Chen Ran to the sky, did not come to Chen Ran's side. Her plan was to let Chen Ran appraise her. Give it an appraisal, after all, she has been in line for a long time.

No one came to Chen Ran for appraisal, and Chen Ran was also happy to do so. After reading some appraisal program documents on the table, he watched Wang Zhiqing and the old man's appraisal. Of course, the most important thing is to absorb some energy circles .

But the result was a bit disappointing. When he was outside, he saw a lot of real things. Chen Ran thought that there were more real things, but in fact it was not. At this time, with so many people in the hall, he I used the energy aperture to detect all the things that everyone was carrying, and it turned out that there were only five or six valuable things, and the value here was only ordinary value. Of course, most of these things came from the countryside As far as people are concerned, as long as there are thousands of them, it is undoubtedly a sky-high price.

"Come on, Xiao Ran, show this old man..." Seeing Chen Ran's empty place, Wang Zhiqing naturally knew what was going on, and it was the turn of a thickly dressed man When he was the uncle, he observed twice, and suddenly handed the things to Chen Ran.

When Chen Ran took it, he smiled secretly. The thing Wang Zhiqing handed him was an oil lamp, and this oil lamp, which he had just identified, was one of the only five or six authentic items. This oil lamp was handed over to him for appraisal, there is no doubt that it was to give him power.

"Young man, you have to show me well..."

Wang Zhiqing suddenly gave the oil lamp to Chen Ran, which made the old man a little dumbfounded, but in front of ordinary people, Wang Zhiqing obviously still has a lot of authority, so that the old man didn't dare to say anything when Wang Zhiqing gave the things to Chen Ran , he could only move to Chen Ran's side. In front of Wang Zhiqing, he was still a little cautious, but when he moved to Chen Ran's side, he relaxed.

"Old man, your oil lamp is a good thing."

Chen Ran looked at the oil lamp pretendingly, and said something to the old man. Chen Ran's words immediately made the old man laugh, and Wang Zhiqing who was sitting over there felt relieved. After handing the oil lamp to Chen Ran, He also regretted it a little. After all, this oil lamp was too unpopular. If you hadn't touched it before, it would be difficult to appraise it. Fortunately, Chen Ran didn't disappoint him.

In the human history of China, oil lamps can be regarded as one of the daily necessities with an earlier origin and a longer development time. According to archaeological data, as early as about 70 to 20 years ago, the Peking Man of the Paleolithic Age Fire has begun to be used in daily life, and lamps and lanterns have appeared in the Spring and Autumn Period at the latest. According to historical records, lamps and lanterns can be seen in the legendary Yellow Emperor period.

However, as the most common lighting tool in daily life, the collection value of antique lamps and lanterns has been ignored by people in the past, and most of them belong to miscellaneous items in the collection category. Fortunately, Chen Ran has read "Thirty Lectures on Oil Lamp Collection Knowledge" Books can be regarded as understanding.

Generally speaking, the value of ancient lamps depends on the scarcity of materials and craftsmanship of the ancient lamps.

The oil lamp in front of me is actually a Han Dynasty bronze chicken-legged lamp. The lamp is supported by chicken feet, which means "a rooster heralds the dawn".Although it has been mottled with copper and rust, its vivid shape and implication endow it with high artistic and practical value.

"Grandpa, your oil lamp is a bronze chicken foot lamp from the Han Dynasty. Let me tell you this, it is an old thing more than 1000 years ago..." Chen Ran did not tell the old man about the material and properties of the oil lamp. The name of the era, and the artistic value, etc. Obviously, I told the old man about these things, but he couldn't understand them.

Wang Zhiqing has been paying attention to Chen Ran, and when he heard Chen Ran's words, he couldn't help but nodded secretly. The identification of this oil lamp can only show that the person's identification level is good, and how he speaks and the tone he uses can explain a People's character has changed.

"More than 1000 years ago, how much is that worth?" The old man doesn't care what kind of lamp it is, what year it is, what he cares about is undoubtedly how much the oil lamp is worth.

The old man was pushed to Chen Ran's side by Wang Zhiqing, and other people in the hall naturally followed him to pay attention to this side. Hearing what Chen Ran and the old man said, they all cast their eyes over.

"It's worth a lot, and it can be sold for this amount." Chen Ran smiled slightly, and pointed three fingers at the old man.

"Young man, can you sell it for 300 yuan?"

The old man grinned and said, obviously, for him, 300 yuan is already a lot. In the countryside, it basically doesn’t cost much. 300 yuan is enough for him to spend more than half a year.

"Grandpa, it's not three hundred, it's 3 yuan."

"Thirty thousand?"

Hearing that Chen Ran said it was 3 yuan, the old man immediately covered his head, and the other people in the hall immediately became uproarious. 3 yuan is undoubtedly a sky-high price for ordinary people, especially for the Such a broken lamp is worth 3 yuan, which is so unbelievable that people all looked at Wang Zhiqing.

"Xiao Ran is right. The value of this oil lamp is indeed around 3 yuan." Wang Zhiqing smiled slightly, and stood up to support Chen Ran at the right time.

Hearing what Wang Zhiqing said, everyone believed it completely, and looked at the old man with red eyes. After the old man realized it, he hugged the oil lamp in his arms for the first time, as if he was afraid of being robbed, I also want to borrow Chen Ran's phone, saying that he wants to call his son and ask his son to pick him up, which makes everyone in the hall burst into laughter. There is a landline in the hall, and Chen Ran dialed the number for him. , After making the phone call, the old man sat in the lobby holding the oil lamp and waited. When he sat there, his expression was also vigilant.

After the matter of the old man, the effect was obvious. A large group of people rushed to Chen Ran's side in a hurry, and Aunt Xiaohong who followed her was squeezed to the back.

The old things carried by these people in the hall have already been appraised by Chen Ran, and it is naturally not difficult for him to appraise them now. He pretends to observe with a magnifying glass, and he can give the answer, which is better than what Wang Zhiqing appraised. be quick.

At the beginning, after Chen Ran's appraisal, everyone didn't believe it very much. They had to listen to Wang Zhiqing's statement again, but after a long while of appraisal, no one did it anymore, and they all saw it. It is indeed a person with real skills.

Some discerning people looked at Chen Ran's appraisal process, and then Wang Zhiqing's appraisal process, and found that although Wang Zhiqing's appraisal process looked very professional, in terms of speed, it was really slower than Chen Ran's. Naturally, they didn't know that it was this speed, and Chen Ran had deliberately slowed it down.

As time went by, the number of people in the hall became less and less. After all, it was already noon. Normally, no one would come again at this time. After two hours of identification, all the identification was finally completed.

The old man who was waiting in the living room was escorted away by his two sons. After the appraisal, Jiang Tao and Xu Le, who had been waiting, immediately stepped forward to invite Chen Ran and Wang Zhiqing to have dinner. At this moment, Jiang Tao treated Chen Ran Their attitudes are naturally different, one mouthful of an old classmate's, and they are extremely affectionate.

Hearing that Jiang Tao and Chen Ran were old classmates, Wang Zhiqing also softened his expression towards him, but Wang Zhiqing and Chen Ran planned to have a private gathering, so they would not accept his invitation, so they declined.

Seeing the resolute look of Wang Zhiqing and Chen Ran, Jiang Tao had no choice but to leave temporarily. Fortunately, he got the contact information of Wang Zhiqing and Chen Ran.

After dismissing Jiang Tao and Xu Le, Wang Zhiqing and Chen Ran walked out of the lobby of the Literature and Art Association while talking, and when they were about to step out of the door, a young man in his 20s suddenly ran in front of him.

"Oh... young man, why are you running so fast?" The young man ran so fast that he almost bumped into Wang Zhiqing's body. Fortunately, Chen Ran had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and pulled Wang Zhiqing away suddenly, so he was not caught. The young man bumped into him, and after Wang Zhiqing stood firm, he glared dissatisfiedly at the young man who also stopped in his tracks urgently.

Unexpectedly, the young man ignored Wang Zhiqing and broke into the lobby of the Literature and Art Association, making both Chen Ran and Wang Zhiqing frown.

"Why is there no one there!"

The young man ran into the hall and saw that there was no one there, so he yelled at the top of his voice.

"Young man, do you want to appraise the antiquities?"

The young man was carrying a big box on his back. From this, Wang Zhiqing could see at a glance what the young man was going to do. Although he was almost hit by the young man just now, and the young man's attitude was not good, Wang Zhiqing still did not As for the stingy anger, he treats young people with kindness.

The appraisal activities of the Literary and Art Association are like the morning market in the antique market. Appraisals are only free in the morning, and there are basically no appraisals in the afternoon. The antique market outside will gradually disperse at noon.

"Yes Yes……"

At this time, the young man also realized that the person who was almost hit by him was an expert in the appraisal of antiques in the Literature and Art Association. Do you have this knife in your collection?"

While talking, the young man took off the big box on his back and hugged it in his arms. The surface of the big box was wrapped with a layer of cloth. At first Chen Ran thought it was something, Hearing what the young man said, he realized that he was carrying a knife.

"Open it up and take a look."

Wang Zhiqing nodded. Although he was already off work, he was not in a hurry. Anyway, it would not take long for the young man. Although he was not very proficient in ancient knives, whether it was Mr. Ma or his father Wang Daojian is a fan of collecting cold weapons. In his family, his father has collected quite a few ancient knives and swords. He is a little connoisseur in this respect.

Wang Zhiqing had no objection, and Chen Ran had even less objection. He was also quite curious about the Gudao.

Hearing this, the young man hurriedly put the big box he was carrying on the counter, and then peeled off the black cloth covering the big box little by little. What appeared in front of Chen Ran and Wang Zhiqing was a A black wooden box about one foot wide and one meter long. This wooden box is completely black as a whole, as black as carbon.