Reborn 1980, Mountains Have Spirits, I Have Fields

Chapter 361

Chen Qianshu came out after hearing the news, and said pleasantly: "Lingmei, it's better to come early than to come by coincidence. Come in quickly, I just received some good things, you can see if they are worth it."

Ling Mei didn't have time to greet him, so she interrupted him and said, "Mr. Chen, I'm in a difficult situation today. Please call the police for me. Someone is selling antiques obtained from tomb robbery."

Chen Qianshu's expression changed, and without further ado, he immediately went back to the back room and called the nearby police.

On the phone, Lingmei described in great detail the appearance of the man who just sold his Buddha statue and the cultural relics in his hands.

The more the police heard the voice, the more dignified they were: "Miss Xiao, right? Thank you for your report. There have indeed been several serious tomb robberies recently, and the country is tracking down the stolen cultural relics. Where is your exact address now? The city criminal investigation police will send Someone came to Panjiayuan to look for you."

Ling Mei reported the location of Chen Qianshu's shop.

Chen Qianshu was already looking at the wooden Buddha statues and brocades she had accepted on her desk, and said in admiration: "If I guessed correctly, the Buddha statues of the Liao Dynasty with such an obvious style and exquisite workmanship should come from the imperial mausoleum in Liaoning. stolen from here."

He asked Lingmei curiously: "How do you know that the person who sold your Buddha statue is a grave robber?"

Lingmei smirked at the brocade and explained, "He used this newly weathered brocade to wrap the cultural relics."

They were all gangsters in the cultural relics circle, and Chen Qianshu immediately understood why.Thank you very much: "Thank you for your quick response."

Only now did Lingmei have time to look around at the antique decorations in the tea room.There are all kinds of treasures on the bogu shelf and the forest on the ground, and said with a smile: "Your tea room is amazing. I don't know how much it is worth in a courtyard."

Chen Qianshu said with a smile: "Chen Qianyan didn't call it for nothing. It's because I have been lucky in the past few years. The treasures I received are not bad." He pointed to the ancient porcelain paintings on the table, and said: "Come, take a look at this piece of porcelain , How about it?"

Lingmei's eyes brightened slightly, and she praised: "Old Chen, to be honest, I really don't understand antiques. It just depends on my feeling. If it feels right, it's good."

Boss Chen was overjoyed: "No wonder we are destined. I also have a feeling when looking at antiques. But that's the feeling. Some people can't figure it out after being immersed in the industry for a lifetime. Some people, like you, are born with That Huigen."

Ling Mei smiled and looked at the white porcelain pot with a flower mouth as high as a foot on the table.Based on her meager knowledge of porcelain, it can be seen that this is Ding porcelain among the four famous porcelains.The shape is full, and the embossed rose pattern on the bottle is exquisite.It can also be determined based on her artistic attainments in her previous life, at least the works of the middle and late Ming Dynasty.

Xiao Jin praised: "Not bad. There is progress. It's almost the same."

"Huh." Ling Mei sharpened her eyes and found a gap at the bottom of the vase. "Pity."

Old Chen blinked: "So, you came at the right time. Don't you know a master who restores cultural relics? How is it? Can you introduce me?"

Ling Mei was stunned: "Why did you come up with this idea?"

Old Chen smiled and took a sip of tea: "Who made your corolla repair so well? I'm thinking about it."

Most of the things about Huaguan were told by Jiaying and Mrs. Chen.Lingmei smiled: "Okay. If you don't worry, leave it to me."

Old Chen smiled: "My family, what are you worried about?"

He called the clerk in the store to pack and place the porcelain, and asked, "How much do you know about ancient paintings?"

Ling Mei shook her head: "I really don't understand. But I found a fan the year before last. It has Guo Moruo's words hidden in it."

Mr. Chen snorted: "Then you have to hide it well. I'm bullish on his calligraphy—it's soaring!"

As he said that, he collected the things on the table and asked, "Did you receive any treasures today?"

Ling Mei hurriedly gave him the stone Buddha head and pocket watch she bought.

"Hmm. This little stone Buddha is really nice." Mr. Chen studied it with a magnifying glass, "Looking at its face shape and the characteristics of the carving, it should be from the Tang Dynasty—" He suddenly lost the magnifying glass and ran to search on the antique shelves. stand up.

Ling Mei was stunned: "What are you looking for?"

"It looks familiar. This Buddha statue looks familiar to me." Chen Lao searched for it for a long time, and finally found a small box in a box.

After wiping off his sweat, he asked a little excitedly, "Come on, it's time to witness a miracle."

He opened the box, and inside was the body of a half stone Buddha.Putting it together with Lingmei's Buddha head, there is no trace of disrespect, and it fits perfectly.

Mr. Chen laughed so happily that Mei was also dumbfounded: "Why, such a coincidence?"

"As long as we are in our circle, there will always be some coincidences." He proudly pointed to the purple sand teapot on the table. "See, that teapot was collected by me more than 20 years ago. It was made by a famous master in the Ming Dynasty. When I collected it, there was only the body of the teapot without the lid. It was two years ago when I accidentally discovered the lid of the teapot in Liulichang. pieces."

He handed the stone Buddha to Ling Mei: "Take it and let someone restore it. Such a beautiful stone statue is rare, so put it away."

Ling Mei raised her head: "You——have you sent me off?"

Mr. Chen waved his hand: "Take it and take it. Treat it as a favor for me asking you to find someone to restore Dingci."

Ling Mei was also polite, and happily accepted it: "Then I still make money. Thank you very much."

Mr. Chen snorted: "This pocket watch is so worn out. How much did you pay for it?"

Ling Mei was embarrassed to say that she had spent three hundred for a broken pocket watch, and she only said, "It's an addition to the stone statue."

Old Chen said oh, that's about the same.

He mixed some potion to wash away the old mud and blackness on the pocket watch, and after a while, the shiny platinum color was revealed.

The movements of Chen Lao's hands became more gentle, and under his handling, there is no doubt that there is a circle of finely carved curly grass patterns on the outer layer of the surface.Every curly grass pattern has a diamond-encrusted base, but unfortunately, the diamonds have been pried clean long ago.

Old Chen rested for a while, changed the potion and continued to clean up.The brush sweeps across the case, gradually revealing a beautiful sapphire blue luster.

Lingmei opened her eyes wide: "Is this enamel?"

"Yes." Old man Chen continued to clean without looking up.

It's a pity that the enamel is mottled and more than half is missing.Lingmei imagined how beautiful it would be when it was intact and shining with diamonds?
The watch case was almost cleaned up, Mr. Chen used a small carving knife to pry open the dial.

The outer ring of the dial is made of gold and enamel, and the inside is a chassis made of white butterfly shell. Unfortunately, the preservation is not good, and the chassis has turned yellow.

Old Chen said in a low voice: "Antiques such as clocks and watches are expensive because of the movement inside. If the movement is original and good, just replace it with gems and pearls on the outside. If the movement is broken, it is worthless."

The pocket watch was so dilapidated, the movement inside was in a mess as expected.

"It's so bad, the master can't do anything about it. It's a pity." Chen Lao closed the watch cover.Looking up, she saw Lingmei's eyes sparkling, full of surprise.

"Old Chen, look at the brand of the pocket watch."

Mr. Chen is not the most familiar with foreign watch brands.Under Ling Mei's guidance, he spelled out the English on the dial: "Patek Philippe."

"Patek Philippe, old man." Ling Mei's eyes sparkled.

(End of this chapter)