Chapter 769-770 True or False (Three, Four)

Zhuang Rui, who was placed more than a year ago, should not have thought of taking care of Huang Fuyun's mood. Even now, Zhuang Rui is very short of experience in enterprise management and lacks the ability to arrange and direct subordinates to subdivide the work.

Zhuang Rui didn't believe it, and he knew that he was not the kind of character written in the book. What he could do was to respect his employees, let them feel the value of his existence, and enjoy the fun of creating wealth.

Whether it is Huang Fuyun or Zhao Hanxuan, or even Manager Wu of Qin Ruilin, Zhuang Rui has given him a lot of authority. In some non-major decisions, Zhuang Rui will not dictate at all and basically does not interfere in the daily management between various industries.

In a sense, Zhuang Rui is not an excellent manager, but he can definitely be called a very competent leader. At least the professional managers in every industry are making money for Zhuang Rui. The reason is that they have received enough respect and satisfaction.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhuang..."

Huang Fuyun was also very moved to see that Zhuang Rui could pay attention to the details that he had just been rejected. Nowadays, how many bosses can take into account the feelings of employees?

At this moment, Huangfuyun is sincerely impressed by Zhuang Rui, a young boss who is several years younger than him.

"Ha ha, man, when did you become so polite..."

Zhuang Rui gently patted Huang Fuyun on the shoulder, turned his face to Mr. Li, and said, "Mr. Li, please forgive me for the poor hospitality..."

"Where, where, Mr. Zhuang is so polite..."

After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Mr. Li was a little flattered. When it comes to the status of the antique industry, the young man in front of him once initiated a national gathering of players and Tibetan friends. When it comes to money, others have invested hundreds of millions of yuan in a museum.

In terms of social status, Mr. Li is even more incomparable. He used to admire the place he is in now, and he never dreamed that he could enter it.

Mr. Li has made up his mind that this time, he will put money into it by himself to promote this business. Even if he gives these items to Zhuang Rui, he will not hesitate to do so. You know, in Mr. Li's opinion, it is very worth spending 20 million to meet Zhuang Rui.

The layout of Building 1 is luxurious and not out of style. Mr. Li is overwhelmed. He wants to go home and redecorate his house to improve his taste.

Zhuang Rui asked someone to open a box and asked Mr. Li and others to sit in.

After several people sat down, two beautiful waiters came in. After asking the guests' needs, they took the drinks and withdrew. It was still morning. I wanted to see those stars, but I had to wait until evening.

"Mr. Li, thank you very much for coming to Beijing in person. Let's not talk more about polite words. Let's take a look..."

Zhuang Rui said bluntly that now for the identification of antiques, Zhuang Rui is more enjoying the fun in the identification process, so he did not directly use Reiki to observe the suitcases of the two people.

"It should be, it should be..."

Mr. Li nodded hurriedly, greeted the two people to take the suitcase to the table, and said, "This thing was sent by an old friend of my good relationship, and he was also entrusted by someone...

It is said that this batch of things was handed down from a large family of salt merchants in the south of the Yangtze River in the early Qing Dynasty. They have been shelved in the basement. In recent years, the houses have been built before they came out. Mr. Zhuang, please take a look first..."

"Oh? Take a good look at this..." Zhuang Rui nodded slightly.

Hearing that it was left by the salt merchants in the Qing Dynasty, the origin can be made clear. You know, in the Qing Dynasty, the salt merchants in the south of the Yangtze River, the Hui merchants in Anhui and the Qianzhuang in Shanxi were all rich in the world.

And these companies are still monopolistic. Their status is similar to that of the current banking and telecommunications industries. They are all overbearing terms. If you like to use them or not, there is no competitive opponent at all.

The tradition of ancient scholars, farmers, industry and commerce has also changed from this time. The status of these merchants is extremely high, and even small ones can interfere with the appointment and removal of officials, which can shake the national policy and control the lifeline of the country.

If you have money, you naturally have to pretend to be elegant. In addition, the salt merchants are in the prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River. In order not to let others say that they are uneducated, they are packaged one by one by one. The ones used at home and hung on the wall are all exquisite and have a history.

At that time, the emperor is the largest politician in the country, and the palace is the largest museum, so the home of these merchants and officials can also be called a small museum. When they don't see Cao's officials being raided, they confiscate the gold, silver and jewelry from the treasury, which is all calculated by car.

So if this batch of things are really left behind in the basement of the old house at that time, dozens of pieces can be said.

When Zhuang Rui was about to check the object, he suddenly thought of a question: "Hey? No, since these things are handed down from home, why don't you go to the auction house?

Although Article 5 of the Cultural Relics Protection Law clearly stipulates that all cultural relics left in the underground, internal water and territorial sea in the territory of the People's Republic of China belong to the state, this is something dug out of the basement of the old house and should belong to this family. This is not the object of digging graves.

"Hi, Mr. Zhuang, this house has gone through hundreds of years and has changed countless residents. How can we find the owner of this batch of ceramics? If you report it, you will definitely be nationalized..."

Li always does this. As the saying goes, he loves his profession. He not only recitated the domestic cultural relics protection law, but also knows a lot about the relevant laws of archaeology abroad. The explanation of the two makes Zhuang Rui excited.

When it comes to our country's law on the protection of cultural relics, the laws and regulations are quite strict. As long as they are underground, they are all owned by the state, but when implemented, it is a little useless.

For example, if you work hard one day, carry a picket, carry a shovel, and run to the ridge to the ridge to dig, even if you dig out a silver ingot, gold ingot, jade Ruyi or something, sorry, it will be handed over to the country.

Of course, no one will be stupid to pay it over. These days, the saying that "if you want to be rich, dig a grave, and become a household of ten thousand yuan overnight" is about those things that are stuffed into your own pocket.

As long as you don't reveal the stuff, you can turn over the salted fish, the earth buns can bloom, and you can build a building and build a car to raise a concubine and a mistress to hook up with the fourth. With such a big profit, which one is not jealous?

Therefore, tomb robbery is rampant in China, and the Chinese people dig in violation of the law. They dig in the ground knowingly. If they can't catch it, they won't dig in vain. If you don't enforce the law, I will dig to the death. Tomb robbery has formed an industrial chain.

But it is different in foreign countries. The state can do such things as archaeological excavations, and private foundations can also do it. After private archaeological companies apply, they can also dig.

It's just that my personal interest came. I turned myself into an amateur archaeologist. After searching for a piece of land to apply, I just dug a few hoes when I have nothing to do. It's not impossible.

There is such a thing in Britain. An old man, who is almost 70 years old, didn't know that his mind was wrong that day, began to do professional archaeology and regarded it as a job. He dug three days a week for 6 hours a day.

After digging for two years, the old man actually excavated cultural relics with a total value of 500,000 pounds. Among them, his largest cultural relic income was to sell 250 ancient Roman coins to the British Museum for 100,000 pounds.

In addition, many major cultural relics found in Egypt in the early years, such as the Valley of the Kings, the tombs of the Pharaohs, etc., are found and dug by amateur archaeologists and even treasure hunters.

does not mean to advocate this method, but foreign supervision of private or corporate archaeology is very strict.

In foreign countries, all archaeological acts such as excavation and marine salvage must follow the first element of protecting cultural relics, and have to pay a certain fee. If you don't dig anything, or what you dig is not worth the money paid, I'm sorry, this is a loss of money.

To sum up, there are laws to follow abroad, and laws in China are difficult to follow. The more you don't allow it to dig, the more energetic you dig, and there is no supervision. How can violence come? Anyway, China has more things to dig for 5,000 years. ( It's off topic, but it's good for everyone to understand this knowledge. I've discussed this problem in depth with my friends before. I can't wait to buy an engineering spall to shovel Luoyang and kill foreign tombs... No, go to archaeology.)

"Mr. Li, let me see something first..."

After chatting with Mr. Li for a while, Zhuang Rui turned his attention to this batch of Tang Sancai ceramics. In the box beside him, there was a set of eight three-color women's farticles, and the color was very eye-catching.

Each of the eight women's three-color figurines is about 30 centimeters high, the faces are different, and the shapes are also different. The buns are wide sleeves, elegant, leisurely and elegant, and the character image is plump, highlighting the aesthetic view of the Tang Dynasty with fat as beauty.

Moreover, the costumes worn by the characters are very low, and the waves on the chest are extremely open and bold. I'm afraid that people in later generations regard these three colors of ladies as objects to play with in the boudoir.

"Good, good thing, the shape of the artifact is round and plump, mottled with different colors, this is the best set of Tang Sancai utensils I have ever seen..."

After playing for more than ten minutes, Zhuang Rui reluctantly put the three-colored terracotta in his hand into a suitcase with a soft cloth.

"Mr. Zhuang, if you like it, keep it for fun first. If you don't have money, let's calculate it later..."

Although he knew that this batch of Tang Sancai were authentic, he was praised by Zhuang Rui, and Mr. Li still showed a trace of joy on his face.

"Ha ha, Mr. Li, I received it with good intentions, but although this batch of things is good, they are modern handicrafts, and the real Tang Sancai, which is still thousands of years away..."

Zhuang Rui shook his head and said something as if he had struck a thunderbolt in Mr. Li's ear.

Chapter 770 True or False (4)

"Mr. Zhuang, this... is impossible, isn't it? This joke can't be joked. These objects were personally identified by Mr. Tian of the Palace Museum. There is no doubt that they are Tang Sancai. They can't be modern imitations..."

After being stunned for a while, Mr. Li immediately stood up. Obviously, he could not accept Zhuang Rui's statement.

"Mr. Li, modern handicrafts are also valuable. Just like these in front of us, although they are made by modern people, in terms of craftsmanship, they are not inferior to those craftsmen more than a thousand years ago, and even more than them. Except that the age cannot be compared with them, the artistic value is not lower than the real Tang Sancai... ..."

Zhuang Rui didn't care what Mr. Li said. His words were more like talking to himself, which was ordinary for himself, and his eyes were also fixed on this batch of objects, showing his love without concealment.

Looking at Zhuang Rui's confident look, Mr. Li also drums in his heart. Is it true that it is fake?

"No, fuck, I'm cheating..."

Mr. Li suddenly remembered the situation when he gave gifts to people before. The faces of those people are infinitely similar to Zhuang Rui at this time. They are all precious antiques worth a lot of money. It seems that they have given themselves a lot of face after receiving them?

Mr. Li's name is Li Dali. In the 1980s, he was stunned and only knew how to be competitive all day long. However, after a fight, after angering his son to death, he began to change evil spirits and start a small business.

In that era, as long as he could afford to afford to do business, there were few people who could not make money. Mr. Li started from setting up a stall, to inadvertently came into contact with antiques, and started a black market business. In the past 20 years, he has also become a well-known figure.

However, in this industry, he always walks by the river in shoes, and maybe his feet will get wet. Therefore, a large part of the money Li Dali has earned over the years is used to pull relationships. He knows more about the way in the officialdom than the antique industry.

If Mr. Li is allowed to return to the 1980s, this buddy will definitely be an abandoned business official. According to what he knows about the officialdom, he can become a provincial department-level leader for at least 20 years.

It's just that Mr. Li didn't expect that Zhuang Rui played this kind of trick at such a young age, which was comparable to those old officials. In addition to Li Dali's admiration, he also sighed in his heart that the world was not ancient.

"Mr. Zhuang, you're right. Now these people are too good at counterfeiting. Fortunately, you can see it. Otherwise, if I take it out, I may be scolded by many people..."

After figured out this joint, Mr. Li immediately changed to a smiling face, which stunned Zhuang Rui.

"Mr. Li, have you also seen this fake place?"

Zhuang Rui is a little puzzled. These Tang Sancai figures are almost seamless. I'm afraid that except for the carbon fourteen test, he can't find any flaws at all. If he hadn't read them with Reiki, he wouldn't have been able to tell whether it's true or false.

"Of course, Mr. Zhuang said it was fake, but naturally it was fake..."

Mr. Li smiled reluctantly, paralyzed, worth tens of millions of things, the other party's mouth turned up and down, and it became fake in a blink of an eye. Can he be happy?

"Didn't you see it by yourself?"

Zhuang Rui is a little confused. What does it mean that if I say it's fake, it's fake? Dude, this is the experience accumulated from watching thousands of objects. Of course, this is not the eyesight, but the aura in the eyes.

"Ha ha, Mr. Zhuang, since these things are fake, you can take them down and play with them. I'm too lazy to take them back..."

Mr. Li didn't mention Zhuang Rui's words, but directly said that he would send these items out, thinking to himself, "Can we stop discussing whether it's true or false? The buddy who talked about this topic is heartbroken."

Huang Fuyun looked at the real thing on the side and quietly touched Zhuang Rui's arm from behind.

"Hey? I said, Mr. Li, where do you want to go?

After being reminded by Huang Fuyun, Zhuang Rui reacted and looked at the disapproving look on Li Dali's face. Zhuang Rui understood that he dared to love Boss Li and thought he was blackmailing his things?

"No, Mr. Zhuang, since this thing is fake, it's not worth a few dollars. You can keep it for fun and treat it as a friend..."

Mr. Li also realized that his expression just now was not good-looking, and quickly put on a smiling face that he thought was very sincere. Since the bitch has done it, is he still afraid of taking off his trousers? Don't make things go out. People haven't arrived yet.

"Hey, I said Mr. Li, these objects are really modern imitations..."

Zhuang Rui was a little speechless. If he had known it, he would not have chosen Ouyang Jun's club. The other party thought he was a prince. Zhuang Rui was so old that he received a gift. When he went to school, a female classmate asked Zhuang Rui to help him hand it over to someone else.

"Yes...Yes, Mr. Zhuang's eyes are known in the circle..." Li Dali nodded and echoed.

"D, let's take a look at this three-color horse..."

Zhuang Rui shook his head helplessly and took out the Tang Sancai horse in the other suitcase. The volume of this object is relatively large, about 40 centimeters high and about 70 centimeters in length, which can be regarded as a large Tang Sancai.

Just by saying that Zhuang Rui really can't find the flaws of those lady flaws. He can't tell Mr. Li that there is no aura in these ceramics, right?

Zhuang Rui now wants to see if there is a place to fake this three-color horse that he can point out.

The shape of this three-color horse is relatively fat. The horse's buttocks are very fat, the neck is relatively wide, and the shape is running. Compared with the characteristics of Tangma's static, it has the characteristics of a strong Western Huma.

Through some subtle characteristics, different cultural backgrounds can be shown, which shows the exquisite craftsmanship of the craftsman.

However, although the shape and color of Tang Sancai, as well as the artistic style, can't find any mistakes, in Zhuang Rui's eyes, it is still a fake and a modern imitation.

Zhuang Rui frowned slightly. He said it was fake before. If he couldn't come up with evidence and spread it, Mr. Tian's face would definitely not look good, but except for the carbon fourteen test, Zhuang Rui really had no good way.

"Will it be?"

One thing suddenly occurred to Zhuang Rui's mind, that is, the three-colored horse he had seen in the Tibetan black market, and the three-colored camel broken during the folk treasure appreciation in Jinan, are also flawless and it is difficult to distinguish between true from the fake.

But the two have a common feature, that is, there is a small word "Xu" printed on its inner wall. For some reason, Zhuang Rui felt that these objects and those two were made by one person.

After having this idea in his heart, Zhuang Rui moved away from the sofa, squatted next to the three-color horse, and carefully checked it with Reiki. Outsiders looked and thought that Zhuang Rui was identifying objects.

"Damn, it's really, who is this guy? It's so divine..."

Zhuang Rui's feeling is right. On the front hoof of the three-color horse, there is really a word "Xu", attached to the hollow inner wall of the front hoof, which is almost the same as the three-color horse in the grassland black market.

When he found the word "Xu", Zhuang Rui was determined and picked up the terracotta warriors again and observed it.

Sure enough, in the terracotta warriors, there is also the word "Xu", but this time it is not on the feet, but behind the fat buttocks. It seems that the master of making these objects is a little bad.

"Mr. Li, you have been in this industry for a long time and have a lot of knowledge. I don't know if you know a person surnamed Xu?"

After getting the source of these three-color porcelain, Zhuang Rui's interest in the word "Xu" increased greatly.

You know, even if these Tang Sancai are fake, they are modern handicrafts with high artistic value. The production process is very smart and tedious. If Zhuang Rui is asked to price it, none of them will be less than 100,000 rmb.

It can be seen that these things are all made by one person. Zhuang Rui is curious about who this person is and why he has made so many fake Tang Sancai?

"Is your surname Xu or Xu? Mr. Zhuang, why are you asking this? I know a lot of people surnamed Xu (Xu)..."

Li Dali is a little confused. Why do you ask this?

Zhuang Rui thought for a moment and said, "Well, the person I'm talking about is a master of porcelain. His surname should be Yan Wuxu. Is there such a person in the industry?"

"You... You mean that this thing was made by that person?"

Li Dali finally understood what Zhuang Rui meant. He dared that the other party was not blackmailing himself just now. He really thought that this object was fake.

"Yes, Mr. Li, this is the third time I have seen this kind of Tang Sancai. Last year, when I participated in Jinan's folk treasure appreciation, there was such a three-color camel. There were no flaws in the appearance and firing process, but in that camel, there was a simplified "Xu" engraved.

So I suspect that these things, and the Tang Sancai camel, are written by one person..."

Although there were rumors in the circle about Zhuang Rui's smashing of Tang Sancai camels, it was not broadcast on TV, so many people did not know about this matter, which was the case with Mr. Li in front of him.

After hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Li Dali thought about it seriously. After a while, he said thoughtfully, "I know that there is such a person. I heard that the craftsmanship of imitating ceramics of all dynasties is extremely high, but the fee is also ridiculously high. That person is from Hebei, but his surname is not Xu, but

"Oh, Mr. Li, tell me about his situation..."

"I haven't met that person, but I know a friend who said that he is in his forties, runs a ceramic factory, and is a local celebrity..."

Li Dali also heard people's words and didn't understand it himself. After talking for a long time, Zhuang Rui was not sure whether it was this person.