Spring Thunder Chapter 0178 Really Dirty
Mai Nichi Auction House is an auction house in Tokyo that opened in the 1960s. Although it has not been established for a long time, it has already made a great name for itself in the Japanese auction industry.
Nakamori Ai is the receptionist of the Mai Ri Auction House. When she saw someone coming in, she quickly stood up and greeted them, "Hello, sir. Welcome to the Mai Ri Auction House. How can I help you?"
"Hello, I have a calligraphy piece that I want to auction at your auction house."
"Okay, wait a moment."
Nakamori Ai picked up the phone and called the manager in charge of reception.
After a while, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie came out and said, "Hello, sir, I'm Okamoto Rinzo."
"Hello, I'm Nanchuan Junma, please take care of me."
"Nanchuan-san, please follow me."
Okamoto Linzo brought Nanchuan Junma to a room similar to a reception room. After having someone pour tea for Nanchuan Junma, he asked, "Mr. Nanchuan, what do you want to auction?"
"A piece of calligraphy, Manager Okamoto, do you know Chao Heng?"
"I have been doing this work for many years and have studied historical allusions. Of course I know who Chao Heng is. He is the ancestor of the Abe family. He was sent as an envoy to the Tang Dynasty and finally stayed in Chang'an."
"Yes, the one I want to entrust you to auction is a calligraphy piece by Abe no Nakamaro."
"Can I take a look?" Okamoto Rinzo said excitedly.
"certainly."
Nanchuan Junma reached into his pocket, took out a rag, and began to wipe the coffee table carefully. He wiped it three times in a row, but he was still not at ease, so he bent down and looked at the table carefully.
After making sure it had been wiped clean, he opened the briefcase he carried with him and took out a scroll.
Looking at Nanchuan Junma's behavior, Okamoto Linzo felt even more itchy.
After finally waiting for Nanchuan Junma to open the scroll, he moved closer and looked at it carefully.
"I am leaving my country with an imperial decree, and I am not a talented official. I miss my wise ruler in heaven, and my kind mother abroad. I am reluctant to leave the palace, and I am leaving for Yujin on horseback. The road to Penglai is far, and the old garden of Ruomu is far away. I look west to express my gratitude, and I return east to express my gratitude. I have a precious sword in my life, and I will leave it to my friends.
Good handwriting, really good handwriting, the one who was promoted was indeed Abe no Nakamaro, but this handwriting..."
"Manager Okamoto, please pay attention to the second, third and fourth columns. This calligraphy was not written by one person, but by several people."
"Nanchuan-san, please give me some advice."
"It is said that Wang Wei, Li Bai and Chu Guangxi were all good friends with Abe no Nakamaro. The second column is the calligraphy left by Abe no Nakamaro at the invitation of his good friend Wang Wei.
Later, when Wang Wei passed away, Abe no Nakamaro became friends with Li Bai and Chu Guangxi and invited them to stay in the third and fourth rows.
If you look carefully, you will find that each column is written by a different person. I don’t know who wrote the fifth and sixth columns.”
Okamoto Rinzo carefully examined the calligraphy on the table again, and after a long while he said, "Mr. Nanchuan, I'm very sorry, but I don't know much about Abe no Nakamaro. You can leave this calligraphy here, and I'll ask our other appraisers to appraise it."
"No, you can find another appraiser, but I must be present during the appraisal."
"Of course you can."
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"Uncle Ke, is that calligraphy reliable?"
"The Japanese had many capable people back then. This calligraphy could have fooled them. I don't believe there are still Japanese more powerful than those bastards back then." Ke Jianzhen spoke with gritted teeth. It seemed that his experience back then was not very pleasant.
"Then I feel relieved. This plan has several links."
"I have already thrown away the drawings of hands and feet you sent me. Do you think your drawings are just childish graffiti and you want to pretend to be Su Dongpo?"
Click, the phone hung up.
Nan Yi held the microphone in his hand, his face dark.
Shit, is my handwriting so bad?
Putting the receiver back on the phone, Nan Yi stood up, took down the calendar on the wall, turned to a new page, and then hung it back.
There is a Cantonese Street in Jordan, which is also called Jade Street.
October 12th of the lunar calendar is a good day to open a business.
A jade gambling shop opened today on Jade Street.
Nan Yi came here, followed by Daiwen.
In his previous life, there was a jewelry tycoon named Lin Shouzheng from Hong Kong. In one of his interviews, he mentioned that he made his first fortune by gambling on gemstones in the gemstone shop right in front of Nan Yi.
Later, he bought his own Fuxing, which is this store.
Well, that’s the story, but Nan Yi doesn’t believe it.
"October 12th, that is today. I want to see which stone Lin Shouzheng opened."
Nan Yi looked around at the entrance of the gambling stone shop. There was a sign hanging at the door, which said that in order to celebrate the opening, the gambling stone shop had brought back a batch of top-quality jade rough materials from Myanmar, and that a gambling stone conference would be held today.
Rather than calling it a gambling stone convention, it is more like a roadside stall. The gambling stone dealers put the jade raw materials on various booths, and the people who participate in the gambling stone go back and forth to choose like they are buying vegetables in a vegetable market.
It’s the grand opening day, so there should be a lot of good products on sale today.
Nan Yi walked to the booth marked with the number "6", on which was placed a pumpkin-shaped jadeite rough stone. The staff of the gambling stone shop was introducing: "This is an old mine species transported from Pagang, Myanmar. Everyone knows that Pagang is the earliest mine in Myanmar, with a history of two or three hundred years.
The jade produced there is of the highest quality. This rough stone is definitely a good one. You can see that there are loose flowers on the surface of the rough stone. An experienced person can tell at a glance that this is a sign that there is jade inside. "
"According to what you said, there must be jade in it?" asked a middle-aged man nearby.
"I didn't say that." The staff member said, "My dear, since gambling on stones is called gambling, it means that no one can guarantee whether jade can be found in the stones. That's why you can get rich overnight, right?"
The middle-aged man stopped talking. As a veteran in gambling on jadeite, he certainly understood that even the most experienced master of gambling on jadeite could not be sure whether jadeite could be found in it.
"The surface of this raw material is yellow-gray. It looks like it is from the old mine in Pagang, but its overall performance is not good. There are many cracks on it." said another person next to him.
After he reminded them, the others suddenly realized that there were many cracks on the rough material, and one on the back even went deep into the stone. Many people stood on tiptoe to see what was inside through the crack, but unfortunately, the crack was not big and they could not see inside at all.
Looking at the expressions of these people, Nan Yi smiled secretly on the side.
The crack is in a very good position, right in the center. If someone cuts it in the middle and sees that there is no jade inside, they will probably cut the side with pine flowers. If there is still no jade, they will probably sell the remaining half to someone else at a low price.
Nan Yi planned to have some fun, but his budget was only 100 Hong Kong dollars. It would be best if he waited until everyone had lost confidence and the remaining raw stones were thrown away as garbage, then he could go and get a piece for free to cut for fun.
"This stone is difficult to judge. It has many cracks, but no green can be seen in any of the cracks. It's very risky." Another person nearby said.
The staff member calmly said, "It's because we can't see it that we have to gamble. If we could see directly inside, there would be no need to gamble. We can just auction it with a clear price."
"How much is this raw material?"
Finally someone asked an important question.
The staff turned over the sign that had been placed next to the raw stone, and it read 20,000 Hong Kong dollars.
As soon as this price was announced, it caused an uproar.
It seems that the gambling stone shop also understands that the performance of this raw stone is too poor and dare not set the price too high.
The price was not high, and some gamblers were betting on it. The gamblers around were staring at the raw stone with their eyes fixed on it, as if it were a piece of gold.
At this time, the staff member said again: "Boss, according to the rules of the gambling stone industry, this 20,000 Hong Kong dollars is just the reserve price. Boss, you can make an offer at will, and the highest bidder wins."
Nan Yi secretly laughed in his heart, "Lin Shouzheng is quite a character."
While Nan Yi was thinking, people at the scene had already started bidding. Everyone was here to gamble on the stone. This piece of rough stone came from the best Pagang rough stone among the eight old factories in Myanmar. It was worth a gamble. If he was lucky, he could make tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.
People started bidding, and the price of the raw material quickly rose to 50,000 Hong Kong dollars.
"Is there any boss who wants to bid? If not, I declare that this rough stone belongs to this boss."
As soon as the gambling stone shop staff finished speaking, a balding middle-aged man walked out of the crowd and stood in front of the stage.
"Boss, do you want to ship it or cut it on site? If you want to cut it on site, our gambling stone shop has a full set of tools and the best stone cutters. If you cut the jade, our gambling stone shop will buy it back at a high price."
"Untie it."
Hearing that the bald middle-aged man was going to cut the stone, the crowd immediately became excited. Even the gamblers at the next booth gathered around, waiting to see the result of the cutting.
The staff of the gambling stone shop skillfully moved the ore to the stone cutting machine. Dai Wen came to Nan Yi and asked, "Boss, is this how the stone is cut? Where does the jade come from?"
Nan Yi nodded and said, "Yes, but there may not be jade in this piece."
While Nan Yi and Dai Wen were talking, the stone-cutting master had already started working. He was seen operating the stone cutter skillfully, cutting from the largest crack according to the request of the bald middle-aged man.
The scene was extremely quiet. Everyone held their breath, their hearts in their throats, their eyes fixed on the jadeite raw stone under the stone cutter.
A harsh sound of stone cutting was heard, and the rough material was cut bit by bit. Disappointingly, the stone-cutting master cut the whole piece of rough material into two, but did not see a trace of jade green.
The bald middle-aged man looked very unhappy, but he still did not give up. He drew a line on the side with pine flowers and asked the stone-cutting master to continue cutting the stone.
But as the stone cutter cut one, two, and three times, the pine wood was cut into pieces of different sizes, but there was still no trace of green.
The balding middle-aged man sat dejectedly on the ground, and the crowd laughed at him, while there were also sighs of sympathy.
"I lost the bet, and I lost 50,000 yuan. This stone is really weird. It's of such good quality, but it doesn't have any green at all. It's so unlucky."
Some people ridiculed him, but naturally some people wanted to pick up bargains. One person in the crowd walked up to the bald middle-aged man and said, "Do you want to gamble on the remaining scraps? If not, sell them to me."
The bald middle-aged man raised two fingers and said, "My cost is 50,000 yuan, I cut it in half and sell it to you for 20,000 yuan."
"Are you kidding? You want 20,000 for this scrap? 5,000 dollars, sell it if you want, or take it home and make pickles for yourself."
The bald middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, "Take it!"
The two parties completed the deal, and the new owner of the rough material asked the stone-cutting master to continue cutting the stone, and the crackling sound was heard again.
However, Nan Yi's attention was no longer on the stone-cutter. He looked at a young man in his thirties or thirty-five years old standing next to him. This man was Lin Shouzheng.
Sure enough, looking at his famous branded clothes and the staff of the gambling stone shop following him, what is this bullshit first pot of gold? It's just a game of transferring money from one hand to the other and making gimmicks to make money.
