Reborn Treasure Appraiser: I Really Didn’t Want to Be an Expert

Chapter 9 Selling Dusters

Did not see it?

Li Zhen gave her a strange look, and Xiao Yuzhu finally realized that she had spoken without thinking.

Subconsciously, I blushed: "I haven't seen it!"

Lin Sicheng nodded seriously.

"Lin Sicheng, I haven't seen it!"

"I haven't seen it, I haven't seen it. Why are you so proud and so loud?"

Xiao Yuzhu clenched her fist and shook it at him.

Lin Sicheng laughed and said, "I have something else to do. I'm leaving now."

"what?"

"Selling dusters!"

"Who did you sell it to, your grandfather?"

Hey, that's a poisonous mouth, isn't it?
It's dirtier than swearing.

Lin Sicheng raised his eyebrows: "What if I want to sell it?"

"I ate!"

Lin Sicheng couldn't help but think of Gu Ming, who often cheated on food and drinks.

He looked up at the sun rising over the city wall. "I'm selling my duster. You can't have it even if you want. So, whoever loses gets to treat me at lunch: three bowls of mutton soup!"

"Aren't you rich?"

Lin Sicheng was happy: "Okay, little shell!"

"That's pretty much it!"

After a few words, lunch was taken care of. Lin Sicheng walked out happily, holding the duster and the Buddha statue.

The two girls followed behind, muttering, "Yuzhu, you're not going to buy materials anymore?"

"You can buy it in the afternoon, but Senior Sister, aren't you curious?"

curious.

It's more than just curiosity.

Li Zhen had stayed on after graduating from the Archaeology Department at Xi'an University, so she certainly had the expertise. But no matter how she looked at it, it was just a broken feather duster with half a feather missing and a filthy black handle.

Who is Lin Sicheng planning to sell it to?
She thought for a moment: "Small shells are not cheap!"

"I know." Xiao Yuzhu blinked. "I've been thinking about it for a long time. I must eat mutton soup. I just want to scare him!"

Li Zhen pursed her lips.

Lin Sicheng walked slowly and the two girls followed behind him, but as they walked, Lin Sicheng stopped again.

Li Zhen raised his head: Expert Sheng and Mr. Chen were blocking the aisle, staring at the Buddha statue in his hand.

With a "swoosh", Lin Sicheng put it into the pocket of his shorts.

The two people opposite were stunned: Why is this like guarding against thieves?
Unfortunately, Teacher Sheng didn’t come to his senses until he had walked a short distance: something seemed to be wrong with that small Buddha statue?

The thing is definitely old, but the key is the shape and carving, which are indeed in line with the style of Tibetan Buddhism.

But he had a preconceived notion that the two lines of words on the ribbon did not look like Tibetan, so he did not look at it carefully.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so Teacher Sheng quickly made a comeback, but unfortunately, the item had already been sold.

Coincidentally, I met him again: Isn’t this the young man I had been watching at the stall before?

Sheng Shijian organized his words and said seriously, "Young man, that thing of yours is not right!"

Ha, the main part is coming?

Lin Sicheng smiled and said, "It's okay, I have plenty of money!"

The two were stunned for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

After a while, Boss Chen cleared his throat. "Young people, are you really good at joking? Do you know who Mr. Sheng is? He's a famous expert in lacquerware and wood carving appraisal in this province!"

"Oh, really? I've heard a lot about you!"

While saying he had long admired them, Lin Sicheng stepped around them. Purely subconsciously, Boss Chen reached out to stop them.

Lin Sicheng paused and frowned: "Why, you want to rob?"

The two were stunned: No, why is this different from what we imagined?
In his early twenties, with very few hairs on his head, he was clearly still a student. Upon hearing that he was an expert, shouldn't he be filled with awe and respect?

But looking at this kid, he was nonchalant, indifferent, even... a little contemptuous. Maybe he thought they were scammers?

"Young man, Teacher Sheng is a true expert!"

"Even a real expert can't stand in my way, right? Will you let me go? If you don't, I'll call the police!"

Seeing him take out his cell phone, it really looked like he was calling the police, and Boss Chen's face darkened.

Sheng Shijian shook his head slightly before he made way.

Lin Sicheng walked straight forward, and Xiao Yuzhu followed behind him excitedly: Is this right? I thought Lin Sicheng had changed his personality?

Li Zhen thought thoughtfully: "Is he like this at school too?"

"Yeah, he's always cocky and doesn't care about anyone. Of course, he's quite respectful to his teacher."

No wonder you have no friends?

After saying a few words, Xiao Yuzhu jumped up and caught up with Lin Sicheng: "Lin Sicheng, he is a real expert, maybe there is something wrong with your stuff!"

"It's okay, I have money and I can do whatever I want!"

Xiao Yuzhu puffed out her cheeks: Why does this person speak so irritatingly?

Lin Sicheng just smiled: Experts are also divided into different levels.

For someone like Sheng Shijian, who knows the real from the fake, and then lets others set up a trap to buy things back at the price of fakes, how high can you expect his moral standards to be?
If you don't want to fall into the trap, stay as far away from it as possible.

As they sighed, the three of them walked out of the city wall and across the street.

After walking a few steps, an antique facade came into view: Rongbaozhai!

Xiao Yuzhu and Li Zhen were both stunned for a moment: they studied something related to cultural relics, how could they not know what Rongbaozhai is.

But I can’t understand how Lin Sicheng dared to come in?

If the master sees that broken feather duster, will he kick them out on the spot?
Just as I was about to burst into shock, a male clerk in his early thirties came over and said, "Hello, what would you three like to see?"

"Without looking at the thing, can this be identified?"

What the hell?
The clerk was stunned for a moment, and looked again and again: Feather duster?

This thing does belong to the category of cultural relics, but I usually only hear about it. This is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes.

Look closely: it's just ordinary chicken feathers and an ordinary bamboo pole, and quite a lot of the feathers have fallen off.

The patina is quite old, and there is a name engraved on the end of the bamboo pole: Mr. Qiu Ming.

The handwriting was quite neat and the engraving was good, but the clerk thought for a long time and couldn't remember who Mr. "Qiu Ming" was.

He hesitated a little. "I can do it, but it'll cost you one thousand."

The implication is: Don’t regret it if the thing turns out not to be right in the end?

"I know!"

Lin Sicheng nodded and took out his wallet. The clerk was stunned for a moment and hurriedly called for the cashier.

"Wait a moment, I'll go get the master!"

"it is good!"

Seeing him take out ten red banknotes, Xiao Yuzhu's eyes widened.

"Lin Sicheng, don't you sell dusters?"

“Appraise first, then sell!”

"No... a thousand yuan is enough for the three of us to have two small meals of shellfish."

"Don't worry!" Lin Sicheng patted the duster, "It's definitely higher than a thousand!"

Li Zhen coughed lightly and asked, "How about we let Professor Lin take a look first?"

Lin Sicheng shook his head: "He studies porcelain!"

It is porcelain, yes, but with experience and vision, can you check it?

At least the money is not wasted.

Li Zhen thought for a moment and said, "The appraisal fee is one thousand!"

Lin Sicheng smiled and said, "I know!"

It is quite expensive, but he is not here specifically for appraisal?
There are many places in Xijing City that sell cultural relics and miscellaneous items, but if you ask which one has the highest level of appraisal and the most reasonable prices, Rongbaozhai is second to none.

Not only Xijing, but the whole country.

(End of this chapter)