Chapter 197 Ancient Knife []

Chen Ran was driven to the shelf by Wang Zhiqing and could only sit there temporarily. At this moment, in addition to him and Wang Zhiqing, there was also an old man in his fifties. The old man and Chen Ran nodded and said hello and became busy.

After Wang Zhiqing introduced Chen Ran, he also sat down and got busy. Both of them were very busy, but Chen Ran was not busy at all. Obviously, although Wang Zhiqing said something mysterious about him, no one believed it. After all, he looked too young. These old men and grandmothers from the countryside looked at people. There is no doubt that it depends on their age. Chen Ran is similar to their grandson. How can they trust Chen Ran?

Even the little red aunt who just praised Chen Ran didn't come to Chen Ran's side. Her plan is to ask Chen Ran to identify her at any time. Anyway, Chen Ran can't run away. Now let the experts identify it first. After all, she has been in line for half a day.

No one came to Chen Ran's side for identification, and Chen Ran was also happy to do so. After reading some of the identification program documents on the table, he watched Wang Zhiqing and the old man's identification. Of course, the important thing is to absorb some energy aperture.

However, the result was a little disappointing. When he was outside, he saw a lot of real things. Chen Ran thought there were more real things, but in fact it was not like this. At this time, there were so many people in the hall that he detected all the things they were carrying with an energy aperture, and the result was only five or six pieces. It's still valuable, and the value here is only ordinary value. Of course, for most of these people from the countryside, as long as there are thousands, it is undoubtedly a sky-high price.

"Come on, Xiaoran, show this thing to this uncle..." Seeing Chen Ran's empty side, Wang Zhiqing naturally knew what was going on. When it was a thick-wearing uncle's turn, he observed it twice and suddenly handed it to Chen Ran.

When Chen Ran took it, he smiled secretly. The thing Wang Zhiqing handed him was an oil lamp, and this oil lamp, which he had identified just now, was one of the only five or six authentic products. Wang Zhiqing suddenly gave him the oil lamp for identification. There was no doubt that it was to give him prestige.

"Young man, you have to show me well..."

Wang Zhiqing suddenly handed over the oil lamp to Chen Ran, which made the old man a little dumbfounded. However, in front of ordinary people, Wang Zhiqing obviously still had great authority, so that Wang Zhiqing gave things to Chen Ran, and the old man did not dare to say anything, so he could only move to Chen Ran's side. In front of Wang Zhiqing, he was still a little restrained. When I moved to Chen Ran's side, I relaxed.

"Grandpa, your oil lamp is a good thing."

Chen Ran pretended to look at the oil lamp and said to the old man. Chen Ran's words immediately made the old man happy and made Wang Zhiqing, who was sitting there, feel relieved. After giving the oil lamp to Chen Ran, he also regretted a little. After all, the oil lamp is too cold. If he has not been touched it, it is not easy to identify. Fortunately, Chen Ran didn't let him down.

In the human history of China, oil lamps are also one of the daily necessities that have an earlier origin, lasted and developed for a long time. According to archaeological data, as early as about 700,000 to 200,000 years ago, the Paleolithic Beijing apes began to use fire in life, and it had already taken shape in the Spring and Autumn Period at the latest. Lamps appeared, and in the records of history books, lamps and lanterns appeared in the legendary Yellow Emperor period.

However, as the most common lighting tool in daily life, the collection value of antique lamps has been ignored in the past, and most of them are miscellaneous in the collection category. Fortunately, Chen Ran has read a book Thirty Lectures on Oil Lamp Collection Knowledge and is also somewhat familiar with some.

Generally speaking, the value of ancient lamps depends on the age, material, process and scarcity of ancient lamps.

The oil lamp in front of us is a bronze chicken foot lamp of the Han Dynasty, which supports the lamp with chicken feet, which means "the rooster announces the dawn". The lamp pool is decorated with dragon patterns, which can also be used as an oil lamp or a candlestick. Although it is mottled with copper rust, its vivid shape and implication give it high artistic and practical value.

"Uncle, your oil lamp is a bronze chicken foot lamp of the Han Dynasty. Let me tell you this, that is, an old man more than a thousand years ago..." Chen Ran did not talk to the old man about the material of this oil lamp, the year of his era, and the artistic value. Obviously, he told the old man, and he couldn't listen to it. Got it.

Wang Zhiqing has been paying attention to Chen Ran's words. Hearing Chen Ran's words, he couldn't help but nod secretly and identify this oil lamp, which only shows that the person's appraisal level is good, and how to speak and how to say it in what tone can explain a person's character.

"A thousand years ago, how much is it worth?" No matter what lamp it is or what year it is, he undoubtedly cares about how much the oil lamp is worth.

The old man was pushed to Chen Ran by Wang Zhiqing, and the others in the hall naturally paid attention to this side. Hearing Chen Ran and the old man's words, they also turned their eyes.

"It's worth a lot. You can sell this number." Chen Ran smiled and stretched out three fingers at the old man.

"Young man, can you sell it for 300 yuan?"

The old man grinned and said, obviously, 300 yuan is already a lot for him. In the countryside, it basically doesn't cost much money. 300 yuan is enough for him to spend more than half a year.

"Old man, it's not 300 yuan, it's 30,000 yuan."

"Thirty thousand?"

Hearing Chen Ran say that it was 30,000 yuan, the old man immediately covered his head, and the others in the hall also made an uproar for a while. 30,000 yuan was undoubtedly a sky-high price for ordinary people, especially such a broken lamp worth 30,000 yuan, which was really unbelievable that they all looked at. Looking at Wang Zhiqing.

"Xiaoran is right. The value of this oil lamp is indeed about 30,000 yuan." Wang Zhiqing smiled and stood up for Chen Ran at the right time.

After listening to Wang Zhiqing's words, everyone completely believed it. Looking at the old man's eyes, his eyes turned red. After the old man realized it, he held the oil lamp in his arms for the first time, as if he was afraid of being robbed. He also borrowed Chen Ran's phone to use it, saying that he wanted to call his son and let his son pick him up. It made everyone in the hall laugh. There was a landline in the hall. Chen Ran dialed the number for him. After calling, the old man sat in the hall with an oil lamp in his arms and waited. When he sat there, he looked wary.

After having the old man, the effect was very obvious. He suddenly ran to a large group of people to Chen Ran's side and let the little Aunt Hong who followed him be squeezed behind.

The old things brought by these people in the hall have been identified by Chen Ran. Now it is naturally not difficult for him to identify them. After pretending to hold a magnifying glass and observe them, they can give an answer faster than Wang Zhiqing's identification.

At first, after Chen Ran's identification, no one believed it. They had to listen to Wang Zhiqing's statement again. However, after the identification for a long time, no one did this. They also saw that the young man in front of them was indeed a real person.

Some unique people, looking at the process of Chen Ran's identification, and then at the process of Wang Zhiqing's identification, find that although Wang Zhiqing's identification process looks very professional, it is really worse than Chen Ran in terms of speed. Naturally, they don't know this speed, and Chen Ran has deliberately slowed down.

With the loss of time, there are fewer and fewer people in the hall. After all, it's noon. Generally, no one will come back at this time. After two hours of identification, all the identification is finally completed.

The old man sitting and waiting in the living room was also picked up by his two sons. After the identification, Jiang Tao and Xu Le, who had been waiting, immediately came forward to invite Chen Ran and Wang Zhiqing to dinner. At this moment, Jiang Tao's attitude towards Chen Ran was naturally different, and his old classmates were extremely intimate.

Wang Zhiqing heard that Jiang Tao and Chen Ran were old classmates and also slowed down his face. However, Wang Zhiqing and Chen Ran were going to get together alone, so they would not accept his invitation, so they turned it off.

Seeing the resolute look of Wang Zhiqing and Chen Ran, Jiang Tao had no choice but to leave temporarily. Fortunately, he got the contact information of Wang Zhiqing and Chen Ran.

Yang Tao and Xu Le were dismissed. Wang Zhiqing and Chen Ran walked out of the hall of the Literature and Art Association while talking. When they were about to step out of the door, a young man in his twenties suddenly ran in.

"Oh... young man, why are you running so fast?" The young man ran so fast that he almost hit Wang Zhiqing's body. Fortunately, Chen Ran's eyes and hands were fast and suddenly pulled Wang Zhiqing away, so he was not hit by the young man. After Wang Zhiqing stood firm, he stared at the young man who was dissatisfied and stopped urgently.

Unexpectedly, the young people ignored Wang Zhiqing and broke into the hall of the Literature and Art Association, which made Chen Ran and Wang Zhiqing frown.

"Why is there no one!"

The young man ran into the hall and saw that there was no one left, so he shouted at the top of his voice.

"Young man, do you want to identify antiques?"

The young man carried a big box on his back, from which Wang Zhiqing saw at a glance what the young man was going to do. Although he was almost hit by the young man just now and the young man's attitude was not good, Wang Zhiqing was not stingy and angry. He was still kind to the young man.

The appraisal activities of the Literature and Art Association, just like the morning market in the antique market, will only be appraised for free in the morning, and basically will not be identified in the afternoon. The antique market outside will gradually disperse at noon.

"Yes, yes..."

At this time, the young man also realized that the person who was almost hit by him was an expert in identifying antiques in the Literature and Art Association. He felt somewhat embarrassed, but he was restrained and couldn't wait to ask, "Can you help me identify this knife in my collection?"

As he spoke, the young man took down the big box on his back and held it in his arms. There was a layer of cloth wrapped around the surface of the big box. At first, Chen Ran thought it was something. Hearing what the young man said, he knew that he was carrying a knife.

"Open it and have a look."

Wang Zhiqing nodded. Although he has got off work, he is not in a hurry at this time. Anyway, it won't take long for the young man. Although he is not very proficient in ancient knives, both Mr. Ma and his father Wang Daojian are cold weapon collectors. In his family, his father's collection of ancient There are many ancient swords, which are stained by the ears and eyes. In this regard, he is also a small pronomer.

Wang Zhiqing has no objection, and Chen Ran has no objection. He is also quite curious about the ancient knife.

When the young man heard this, he quickly put the big box he was holding on the counter, and then uncovered a layer of black cloth wrapped in the big box little by little. What appeared in front of Chen Ran and Wang Zhiqing was a black wooden box about a foot wide and about a meter long. The whole wooden box was completely black, as black. The black of carbon...

[The collection is rising very slowly. I hope that friends who read books can help collect those who have not collected them. Xiaofu is very grateful... Thank you!]