After rebirth, I know the value of antiques like the back of my hand

Wu Baitao rang the doorbell, and someone came to answer the door not long after.

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man in his 40s. He was thin and short, but his eyes were piercing, and his brain was obviously very flexible. He was extremely smart.

Wu Baitao introduced that this is the one from that runway, named He Feng.

The name sounds weird.

However, Luo Yuyang guessed that this was not the person's real name at all, it should be a pseudonym.

Runway people like them are special professionals who walk in gray tunnels, and they have done some shady things to some extent.

To give a simple example, selling ghost goods.

What is ghost?In fact, it is to pay for funeral goods, and it must be illegal to sell that stuff.

If you say that these runways have never sold ghost goods, no one will believe it, and there will be some earthy smell no matter what.

He Feng saw Wu Baitao's smile so that the creases of his face were exposed, and said, "Mr. Wu is here."

Wu Baitao introduced Luo Yuyang to He Feng, and He Feng also greeted casually without paying much attention.

He Feng brought the three of them to the living room, sat down at the tea table, and went to pour tea.

Luo Yuyang looked at the arrangement in the living room.

It's unremarkable, it can even be said to be very deserted, there are no calligraphy and paintings hanging, and there are no antique-style things.

If Wu Baitao hadn't said anything, no one would have known that He Feng was an old fashioned man.

Luo Yuyang asked in a low voice: "Mr. Wu, are you familiar with He Feng?"

Wu Baitao shook his head with a smile: "It's not familiar, it's just a business relationship. You should know that people like them don't like to have too much involvement with insiders."

Luo Yuyang let out an "oh".

Indeed, people in this line of work are nothing more than paying money with one hand and delivering goods with the other hand. If the friendship is too deep, there will be more troubles.

Wu Baitao whispered again: "Brother Wu helped me palm my eyes. This He Feng is pretty reliable, but the things that come out of his hands occasionally still have moisture."

Hearing what Wu Baitao said, he probably suffered from He Feng's loss before, and the loss was not too great, otherwise he would not continue to cooperate.

After a while, He Feng came back.

He was carrying a pot of tea in one hand and several cups in the other.

He Feng poured tea for the three visitors, looked at Luo Yuyang, and said to Wu Baitao, "Boss Wu, are you looking at something now?"

Wu Baitao nodded: "Take it out quickly, don't let it pass you by."

He Feng said nothing, got up and went into another room, and took out a box.

The box doesn't look small, but it's quite tall.

Is it porcelain?

The box was opened, revealing the true content of the thing inside.

It's a... bronze statue, and a bead.

Luo Yuyang was stunned.

Never thought it would be like this.

Bronze ware cannot be traded in principle. After all, most of the bronze ware were unearthed from ancient tombs before the Han Dynasty, so they are all cultural relics with great research value.

However, some small bronzes handed down from ancestors can still be traded privately if they are not listed in the national cultural relics prohibition of trading, but they cannot enter commercial auction houses.

Wu Baitao looked at this thing, and he was really excited. He raised his head and asked, "Is there a formality?"

He Feng nodded: "There are all procedures, and transactions can be carried out normally."

It is natural that He Feng can show this thing to Wu Baitao.

After hearing this, Wu Baitao looked carefully.

It can be seen that Wu Baitao really likes it.

At this time, although there are many old bronze objects, it is hard to find those that can be traded normally.

Wu Baitao has a private museum, and the things he collects don't want to be left alone at home.

Wu Linglong's attention was also attracted, and she said softly, "It's so beautiful!"

Wu Baitao nodded and became even more excited.

This bronze statue is really beautiful and artistic.

The height of the bronze statue is about thirty or forty centimeters, and it is divided into the base and the main body of the bronze statue.

On the base is a goddess with a human head and a snake body. Of course, it is also carved in bronze, which is vivid and exquisite.

With a human head and a snake body, people can easily think of Nuwa.

The goddess with the head of a man and the body of a snake is holding a small dish with both hands, and there is a copper braze in the middle of the small dish, and the top of the braze is the bead.

The bead was not small in size, it was even bigger than the ready-made bead I saw just now, and its surface was mottled and muddy, but if it could be mounted on a bronze statue, it must be something extraordinary.

Wu Baitao suddenly asked: "This is... Ye Mingzhu?"

He Feng nodded: "A set of bronze night pearl table, well preserved!"

Wu Linglong asked, "Which era is this from?"

He Feng smiled slightly: "It's from the Tang Dynasty."

Wu Linglong couldn't help exclaiming: "Dad, things from the Tang Dynasty are quite rare!"

Wu Baitao nodded again and again, his eyes were full of heat, this is the soul of a collector, and he was very excited to see rare things.

The Tang Dynasty was more than 1000 years away from modern times, and very few things can be preserved to the present, and even if there are, there will be serious defects.

However, this set of bronze lampstands has been preserved very well, except for the traces of the age, it does not appear to be damaged in any way.

Wu Baitao has also experienced hundreds of battles. Looking left, right, up and down, he can't see any traces of repairs.

This is even more powerful, it is not incomplete, nor has it been repaired. It has been preserved for more than 1000 years, and it is indeed a rare thing!

Wu Baitao said to Luo Yuyang: "Brother Luo, what do you think?"

Luo Yuyang pondered for a while, and replied: "It is indeed a good thing."

Even if Luo Yuyang has master-level antique identification ability, he has not found any flaws for the time being.

Wu Baitao asked He Feng: "Uncle He, let's make a price."

He Feng took a sip of tea and stretched out a finger.

A set of bronze luminous pearl stands, which was handed down from the Tang Dynasty, is well preserved.

There is no doubt that it is impossible to sell for 100 million, and 1000 million is too much, of course it is [-] million soft sister coins.

Wu Baitao is a rich man and a top collector in China, so he naturally didn't think the price of 1000 million Ruanmei coins was too expensive.

But this money is not a small amount after all, Wu Baitao still needs to look at it more and think about it, so as not to regret it.

At the same time, Luo Yuyang moved some of his body and used the skill of one glance.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, you can see a little incongruity immediately.

The incongruity is subtle, but it's there.

At this time, I only heard Wu Baitao say: "Then I..."

Luo Yuyang interrupted Wu Baitao: "Uncle He, can I have a look?"

He Feng was startled: "Do you want to see it?"

Wu Baitao explained: "Brother Wu is also an antique collector."

Good guy, Luo Yuyang's body has been lifted up now.

He is not a collector now, he doesn't have a collection at home.

By the way, except for the set of broken porcelain.

Since Wu Baitao said so, He Feng also responded, saying: "Then be careful."

Luo Yuyang nodded, took out a pair of gloves from his pocket, and put them on.

He Feng was stunned, he didn't expect Luo Yuyang to be quite professional.