Movie variety show soul travels between two worlds to become a rich man

Chapter 35 Luck
If Gao Dongxu heard what Huang Kewu said, he would be shocked.

"Antiques have spiritual powers. This is not just my opinion. Many collectors think so..." Huang Kewu smiled dotingly at Huang Yanyan, who had a surprised and incredible expression on her face. Then he took out his pipe, slowly filled it with tobacco, compacted it, bit the pipe, lit it, and took a few light puffs in a row, continuously exhaling white smoke. He continued with a deep look in his eyes.

"For those of us who collect, research, and sell antiques, antique artworks are a blessing, and the older and more complete the artwork, the more auspicious it is..."

Huang Yanyan stood up and sat on the chair, supporting her elbows on the desk, holding her chin with both hands, blinking her eyes, and listening carefully to Huang Kewu's story.

"First, in ancient times, those who could customize these artifacts were prominent individuals, some even from the imperial palace or the emperor, which meant that these antique artworks carried a noble background from the moment they appeared in the world. Archaeological excavations have shown that some of these antique artworks were burial objects found in ancient tombs. The more noble the person, the more burial objects they had. Moreover, a considerable portion of these burial objects were items used by the owner during his lifetime. This indicates that they had been close to wealth for many years, and naturally, they were more noble.

Another portion consists of heirlooms from cellars. In ancient times, when productivity was relatively backward, only the wealthy could afford to bury these artifacts in cellars; ordinary families couldn't afford such items. Therefore, displaying antiques in a home could indicate that the family was noble and prosperous.

Huang Yanyan deeply agrees with this view. The utensils from the official kilns and the imperial palace have an inherent sense of nobility.

"Furthermore, these antique artworks were meticulously crafted by the finest craftsmen of ancient times, which means they must have belonged to outstanding individuals in ancient times. These individuals were all successful individuals in ancient society. As these treasures were passed down through their hands, they conveyed the positive energy of success, imbued with the finest aura and the soul of beauty. Appreciating these outstanding ancient works is like having a direct conversation with the finest predecessors of ancient times. The kind of person you become is determined by the people you spend time with.

Every object in the world has life. The ways in which this life exists may vary, but that doesn't affect the fact of its existence. Some forms of life can be easily understood, while others require more complex cognitive processes. We have reason to believe that many more forms of life exist that we have yet to discover.

Every life has its own aura, and good luck will have a good aura.

Whether an artifact carries good luck depends on the object itself. An artifact that has survived hundreds or thousands of years must have endured countless natural and man-made disasters, any one of which could have shattered it. Yet, it has fortunately avoided them all, remaining intact to this day, without even a scratch or a scar. How much good luck must this artifact possess to achieve this?

If a person or a family is surrounded by these good fortunes for a long time, and is grateful and awed by them, and is full of gratitude for the connection with them, will your luck be bad?

No, as long as you treat them well and take good care of them, they will surely pass on their hundreds or thousands of years of good luck to you and enjoy the good luck in this world with you.

On the contrary, those who frequently and unreasonably blaspheme them and then arrogantly wield a sledgehammer to destroy them will inevitably face bad luck. I have seen many such examples over the years.

Collectibles are everywhere these days, but how many truly understand the culture of collecting? There are countless "experts" appraising antiques, but how many actually have a genuine reverence for them? There are countless "gurus" offering guidance, but countless are lost themselves.

Antiques and cultural relics are auspicious beings and gods of fortune from the ancient world. They can bring good fortune and peace to their collectors, as well as many messages from ancient times.

Antiques have spirituality, so if some antiques are not yours, don’t force them. If you force something, it may bring you good or bad luck. For example, the Mingtang Jade Buddha Head caused countless deaths because of it, and even the Japanese who stole the Buddha head eventually disappeared.

There was also a person who spent all his life-saving money on food because of a sky-blue glazed horseshoe-shaped water pot. In the end, he and his wife and children starved to death on the kang, holding the water pot. . . .

Huang Yanyan's eyes widened in shock, and she covered her mouth in disbelief. Huang Kewu's recounting of the hidden secrets of the antique world truly shook her. "So, Yanyan, never underestimate any well-preserved antique. When you collect antiques in the future, choose those with a well-established heritage, not those with unknown provenance. No matter how much you love them, don't constantly play with them or keep them in your room. Don't keep large bronzes in your room either; you won't be able to control them, and it will affect your own luck... Don't look at me like that. This isn't superstition, nor is it idealism. It's a lesson learned with the blood of countless people."

Huang Kewu looked at his granddaughter with a doting look on her face, then said seriously, "The young man you met today might be able to sense the aura of antiques. It's a natural talent. As long as he systematically studies antique knowledge, his future is limitless..."

Huang Yanyan's beautiful eyes lit up, and her eyes were full of brilliance. The corners of her mouth unconsciously rose slightly. Huang Kewu, who saw his granddaughter's expression, smiled kindly and dotingly, but there was an inexplicable glint in his deep eyes.

After Huang Yanyan personally accompanied, or rather forced Huang Kewu to finish lunch, Huang Kewu looked at his granddaughter's back as she left and called the butler Huang Jiao.

"Send someone to look up information about this Gao Dongxu, and don't let Yanyan know."

"Okay, sir, I'll arrange it right away."

Panjiayuan, 3pm, inside a KFC restaurant.

"...Mr. Gao, my name is really not Wu Liuyi, my name is Zheng Yan..." Zheng Yan, a backbone of the Antik Auction Company, looked at Gao Dongxu, who was sitting opposite him with a rogue and evil smile, with a helpless look on his face, and corrected and explained again.

"Okay, okay, it seems that I really recognized the wrong person. But, are you sure there are no twin brothers?" Gao Dongxu continued to joke with Zheng Yan.

Didn't he want to auction some antiques to raise funds? So among the many auction houses in Beijing, he found one that charged the lowest commission. The person who came to contact him was Zheng Yan. As soon as they met, Gao Dongxu called him Wu Liuyi, which made Zheng Yan at a loss.

After some introduction, Gao Dongxu was sure that this Zheng Yan was also a character in a drama called "Seeing Flowers in the Mist" which involves antique collection. The story mainly revolves around the so-called "Zhu Fang" - the forgery of Zhu Boqin, the number one counterfeiter in the antique circle.

The Zheng Yan with Wu Liuyi's face is the male protagonist.

"Mr. Gao, can you let me see the collection first?" Zheng Yan actually knew that Gao Dongxu was joking with him, but Gao Dongxu's solemn assurance that he had seen someone who looked exactly like him still left him with a lot of doubts. When he went back today, he planned to ask his uncle and aunt who raised him whether he had twin brothers or something like that.

"Well, that's it—" Gao Dongxu handed a newly bought stamp album to Zheng Yan. Zheng Yan immediately took out his white gloves and put them on. He opened the stamp album and saw a brand new and intact Big Black Ten sealed in it. His eyes lit up.

"Mr. Gao, is this a complete product?"

"Well, doesn't it have an appraisal rating? It's a complete product, and there are nine more at the back, ten consecutive numbers!" Gao Dongxu said with a smile.

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