Happy Tycoon

　　 "Have you really bought five Song edition books?" After arriving at home, the old uncle couldn't wait to ask Yang Jing.

　　 Although the old uncle hasn't played antiques a lot in the past few years, he was nurtured by his grandfather since he was a child. Over ten years ago, he had used antiques for a while, and he made some money. It's just that he has been taking care of grandpa at home for the past few years. He doesn't have the time or energy to use this stuff anymore.

　　 But, this does not mean that the old man does not understand this.

　　 The old uncle knows exactly what the Song version means. After all, he was a serious antique dealer back then...

Yang Jing smiled and said: "Uncle, I just suspect that it was Song Shu Ke. Isn’t it still undecided? But even if it’s not Song Shu Ke, this Ming Ke was only sold for 10,000 yuan. . "Speaking, Yang Jing took out the "Hua Jian Ji" from his backpack and handed it to the old uncle.

　　 The old uncle nodded and said, "There was a mistake and I didn't let it go! Xiaojing, you did the right thing. If you feel suspicious, just take it!"

　　 After finishing talking, the old uncle took out a pair of gloves from the drawer, and began to read the book "The Collection of Flowers" carefully.

Yang Jing pointed to the old uncle on the side, and when the old uncle finished reading it, he sighed with relief, "If you don't tell me, I really can't see the difference between those five pages and the other pages. . But when you say that, these five pages are really interesting."

As he said, the old uncle picked up the book and walked out, "Let your grandpa take a look. Your grandpa is more proficient in this aspect. If his old man can’t see it, I’ll find an expert for you. ."

　　 I have been shopping outside for a whole morning. The old man was tired. He was lying on the bed and was about to squint for a while. The result was misfortune by the old man. The old man was a little unhappy like a child.

　　 But when the old uncle took out the "Hua Jian Ji" and shook it in front of the old man, the old man's face suddenly turned cloudy.

　　 Without waiting for the father's instructions, Yang Jing took the old man's reading glasses and put them on the old man.

　　 The old man glared at the old uncle, "Come over with a pair of gloves, there is no intervening..."

　　 The old uncle ran to his house very dogmatically, took a pair of gloves and ran over again, waiting for the old man to put the gloves on, and the old man carefully picked up the "Hua Jian Ji".

　　 "Oh... it's a very good printed copy, it looks good..."

　　 Obviously, my grandpa is very dissatisfied with the appearance of this book "The Collection of Flowers".

　　 "Xiao Jing, where did this book come from?"

　　 "Grandpa, I bought this book for 10,000 yuan, and I bought it at the shop where we watched Wang Shishen's "Bai Mei Tu" in the morning."

　　 "Wang Shishen's "Baimei Tu"? Let's watch it together? Xiaolong, have we gone out this morning?" The old man asked the old uncle with a look of confusion.

　　 Yang Jing and the old uncle looked at each other, and shook their heads helplessly.

　　 Yes, this is the way the old man’s memory is now. Ten minutes before he went home, the old man had forgotten that his son and grandson took him to the antique market in the morning.

"Grandpa, please look at this book quickly and give it your palm." Yang Jing's words diverted the old man's attention. Otherwise, with his temper, he would definitely ask where he went in the morning, how he went, and what he was doing. ..... After explaining to the old man, it is estimated that lunch will be finished.

"What kind of eyes are you palm? You can't tell the origin of this book by yourself? I forgot all the things I taught you?" Well, this old man is a child now, and the firepower is always better than it was during the First World War. The German Devil's heavy machine gun is also powerful.

　　 Yang Jing shut up immediately, seeing that no one was choking, so he lowered his head and opened the book "The Collection of Flowers".

"Well, this should be a block-printed copy, as you can see from the printing process. Hey, it's a thin-gold block-printed copy, which is very rare..." It can be seen from one page that this book is a hard copy.

　　What is an expert? This is the expert!

　　The connoisseurs in the antique industry are not necessarily those who have graduated from colleges, and those who graduated from colleges may not be able to become connoisseurs in this industry.

　　In this line, experience is the most important thing. You can learn these things without a professional, but as long as you see enough and get enough things to learn, then you can accumulate enough experience! Once your experience reaches a certain level, then you can become an expert!

　　In the antique world, that's the real "master in the folk"! Many folk masters are not inferior to those experts who are often on TV, and even more powerful!

　　Grandpa is such a true expert who hides the folks. The grandfather, who had been in the ghost market of Yanjing Old Four or Nine Town since he was a child, stopped for a long time in his middle age, but from the 1980s to the new century, the old man never let go of this business. To really count the time the old man spends in this industry, it is definitely more than most experts.

　　 Grandpa watched and gestured in the void with his hands, copying the words on the void.

　　 The calligraphy of the old man is also good, but since he was ill, he has never touched the pen again. Now he suddenly saw this thin gold-body printed copy, and his forgotten hobby gradually revived.

　　 The old man said as he gestured, "Although this book is an original block-printed edition, it is still a rare thin gold-type block-printed edition, but it is not worth 10,000 yuan at this quality! This book is at most 4,000 yuan."

Yes, the old man has put the price of seven or eight years ago on again. A printed book from seven or eight years ago ~ www.readwn.com ~ can only reach the eighth grade and only two or three thousand yuan, this book Although it is a relatively rare thin gold body, it is not well preserved after all. Four thousand yuan is a relatively suitable price.

　　 But Yang Jing did not dare to refute the old man. In this respect, the old man has his pride. If Yang Jing, a junior, dares to compare blindly, the old man will definitely teach others.

　　 Grandpa read very carefully and slowly, but even his old man, when he saw the sixth page, he only read a little longer, and then he turned it naturally.

　　 "Oh, it seems that even Grandpa didn't see the difference on that page." Yang Jing secretly shook his head.

　　 But when the old man turned to page eleven, he suddenly let out a whisper.

　　 Then the old man stopped turning, but lowered his head for a moment, and then carefully turned the page back to the sixth page.

　　 "That's right! I said why I looked at this page just now and it felt a little different!" The old man said to himself, with a smile on his face.

　　 Yang Jing immediately handed the magnifying glass he had prepared to his grandfather, who was satisfied with a look of "children can teach".

Grandpa took a magnifying glass and began to observe the sixth page carefully. After reading several places, he said solemnly to the old uncle: "Xiaolong, you go to my bookshelf to get the book, um, the bookshelf is from the top. On the second floor below, to the right, the third volume of the set of books I made by myself is covered with kraft paper. On the spine of the book, there are seven words "Paper Endorsement Third Volume" written by me. Hurry. point!"

　　 Seeing that the old man's expression was wrong, the old uncle walked up to the bookshelf that grandpa said in a hurry and started searching...

　　PS: Bow to thank "Purple Flame Tianjiao" 100 for the reward.