novellhall Chapter 318 1 Inch Kesi and 1 Inch Gold
Chapter 318 1 Inch Kesi and 1 Inch Gold
Chapter 318 One Inch of Kesi and One Inch of Gold
To appraise the dragon robe, the first thing to see is the material, followed by whether the dragon robe complies with the regulations, and the third is the workmanship.
(According to the orthodox view, the emperor's dress cannot be called dragon robe, but in the folk, the clothes worn by the emperor are called dragon robes, so the book follows the trend and uses dragon robe as the name.)
The emperor's dragon robe is made of very exquisite materials, all of which are made of the best Kesi.
Kesi is originally the royal family in traditional silk fabrics, the best silk.
There is a saying that an inch of Kesi is an inch of gold.
Known as the sacred product of weaving, the dragon patterns, landscape patterns, sun, moon and stars on the dragon robe are all woven with silk threads using the weaving method of "passing the warp and breaking the weft".
This is the preciousness of Kesi.
The emperor's dragon robe and the queen's phoenix robe are all made of Kesi.
Therefore, to identify the dragon robe and phoenix robe, first look at the material, as long as it is not Kesi, it is an imitation.
Of course, there are exceptions, that is, Pu Yi's second and third accession to the throne, the dragon robe is not Kesi.
At that time, Pu Yi had no money, and could not afford dragon robes made of Kesi.
"Uncle Feng, I'll take your dragon robe, how much are you willing to part with?" Zhang Junping carefully put the court crown and court clothes into the treasure box, and asked with a smile.
"One count!" Lao Feng stretched out a finger and said.
"This old slicker is still playing tricks." Zhang Junping thought to himself.
Old Feng stretched out a finger, which is very knowledgeable, often when the owner is not very sure about the price of the item, he will do this trick.
Stretch out a finger, it can be one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one million or even ten million.
In this way, the buyer's bottom line can be tested.
Naturally, Zhang Junping would not be fooled, and directly offered a low price, "[-]?"
"Cough, cough, cough!" Old Feng choked his head, coughed violently, and said, "100 million!"
"One million, Mr. Feng, you can keep it for yourself!
Although there is a saying that one inch of tapestry is one inch of gold, this is just the court dress Pu Yi wore when he became the throne at the age of three.
Moreover, in the late Qing Dynasty, the country was in chaos, the people were in dire straits, and the Qing Dynasty had already declined. The production of this court dress was not as exquisite as that of the early and middle period, and it was not worth the price. " Zhang Junping shook his head.
If it was Kang Yongqian's dragon robe, Zhang Junping would have recognized it with 100 million yuan, but it was only Puyi's, so it was really not worth the price.
"How much are you willing to pay?" Old Feng asked.
It was 100 million just now, so it was naturally Old Feng who was asking for the price.
"This Xuande stove plus this dress, I will give you a total of 50... Hong Kong dollars!
OK, I'll write you a check. Zhang Junping put away his smile and said solemnly.
"..."
A hesitant look appeared on Old Feng's face. Zhang Junping's price was a bit low, but it was within his acceptable range.
It belongs to a price that hurts if you sell it, and it hurts if you don't sell it.
"Uncle Feng, with your insight, knowledge, and courage, staying in the country is really buried.
If you go to the Xiangjiang River, it is tantamount to breaking free from the shackles and leaving the dragon.
This little money is nothing to you. "Zhang Junping saw the hesitation of Old Feng, and persuaded him.
Maybe it was Zhang Junping's persuasion that worked, or maybe it was some other reason, but Old Feng finally accepted his offer.
I wrote another check to Old Feng, and then asked him to find paper money, hand-written several transaction agreements, and asked Old Feng to sign and press his fingerprints to leave a piece of evidence to prove the provenance of the antique.
"Master Zhang's calligraphy is no worse than those calligraphy masters..." Lao Feng said flatteringly while signing and pressing his fingerprints.
After collecting the agreement, Zhang Junping and Lao Feng opened the door and walked out.
"Dad...how is it?" Lao Feng's son hurriedly asked when he saw the two of them coming out.
He had been waiting anxiously for a long time, if he was not worried about offending the old man, he would have rushed in.
Old Feng nodded his head, and took out a check for 100 million Hong Kong dollars to show his son Feng Yongjiu.
"Dad! Is this true?" Feng Yongjiu asked suspiciously.
"Nonsense, who is Master Zhang? How could he cheat us?" Old Feng Tou reprimanded loudly.
Zhang Junping watched the two fathers perform there, smiled and did not speak.
"Master Zhang, how's the harvest?"
Zhang Junping nodded with a smile, and said to Jin Yongshun: "Master Jin, I still need to trouble you, go to the street and make a phone call, and ask the factory to send some security guards over."
"Okay!" Jin Yongshun was also happy, nodded heavily, and turned to make a phone call.
This was what it should have meant, Zhang Junping had bought everything in the yard, so naturally he had to arrange someone to watch it.
He would not use priceless antiques to test the character of Old Feng and his father.
It is said that these two men have no character at all.
"Master Zhang, drink tea first. I'll find a car and take away the clothes and bedding." Old Feng Tou greeted Zhang Junping with a smile, and then followed Jin Yongshun's footsteps and left the yard.
Only Zhang Junping and Lao Feng's son were left in the yard.
Old Feng said he was looking for a car, but he actually went to the bank to check the authenticity of the check.
What you said just now is beautiful, but in fact, Old Feng is still very cautious.
When it comes to matters involving money and interests, whoever puts everything on the other party's character is a big fool.
Zhang Junping sat in the yard, did not talk to Feng Yongjiu, and Zhang Junping was not interested in talking to the prodigal son who forced his father to sell the house.
Focusing on the courtyard, this small courtyard will be his own in the future.
This courtyard house is not big in size, but it is definitely not small either. It has an area of [-] or [-] square meters.
It is a typical small courtyard house, with three main rooms, two bright and one dark; two east and west wing rooms, and two south rooms.
The yard was neatly tidied up, with a big crabapple tree planted, and a small flower bed under the window of the north room, in which roses were planted.
The courtyard is well preserved, even the brick carvings on the wall and the wood carvings under the eaves are very well preserved.
"Master Zhang...do you still accept it?" Feng Yongjiu approached Zhang Junping and asked in a low voice.
"What do you charge?"
"Old things! I know someone who has old things. They are all the same furniture as my house, as well as calligraphy, paintings, porcelain and so on..." Feng Yongjiu said with a smile.
"Take it! As long as there is no problem with the items, Han Xin will send troops here, the more the better!" Zhang Junping said with a smile.
"Then, I..." Feng Yongjiu stretched out two fingers and twirled them with a smile.
"Hehe, according to the rules in the antique shop, you can help me introduce the seller. If I find a match and a deal is reached, both the buyer and the seller will give you [-]% of the transaction amount as an intermediary fee." Zhang Junping laughed. .
"Only two percent?" Feng Yongjiu said disappointedly.
"A lot! For example, this time, for 100 million Hong Kong dollars in your family, Lao Jin can draw [-] Hong Kong dollars.
[-] Hong Kong dollars, many Xiangjiang people can't make so much money in a year. "
(End of this chapter)