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Chapter 17

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There are four boxes in front of Huang Xuan, which are the best lacquer wood, reflecting dark light, giving people a heavy feeling.

Zhou Shuming grinned, put his hand on the box in front, and said in the tone that he thought was the most sincere: "Young Master Huang, this is a treasure I have found. Every item is extraordinary. Although you are urging me tightly, even if you let the old man of the Qian family see it, you have to scream."

"Let's take a look." Huang Xuan responded without comment. Although his face was silent, his eyes had betrayed him.

Zhou Shuming proudly stretched his eyebrows and opened the first box. The three volumes of books wrapped in light yellow satin on the inside. The slightly larger book on the left was "The Universal Door of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva" was written on the Lotus Sutra. The font was light and sparse, but it was a Buddhist scripture.

The professional issues were left to professionals to deal with. Huang Xuan called out Lorraine and pulled up the satin in the middle. The small regular script with the size of fingernails was written on it: "The Holy Seminary of Emperor Mu Zongyi of the Qing Dynasty".

Huang Xuan didn't know who Mu Zongyi was, but he recognized the words "Qing Dynasty" and "Emperor". He breathed a sigh of relief and thought, "What a good guy, the Qing Dynasty has only been destroyed for a few years, and the emperor's family's things have fallen into the hands of such a merchant. However, despite being surprised, he still restrained himself from showing it, which disappointed Zhou Shuming on the side.

After blinking his finger, Huang Xuan lifted up the satin on the right without stopping, destroying the mysterious layout carefully prepared by Zhou Shuming. This book is a copy of the play, a little thicker than the first two books, with the three words "Yu Shuang Yu" on the upper right of the cover.

Huang Xuan only recognized two words, a little ashamed. He opened it casually, and the inner page was printed with a chapter. When he read it carefully, it seemed to be the name: Cheng Yanqiu.

"Based on comparison, the average price of the "Lotus Sutra of the Universal Door of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva" should be between 250,000 and 350,000, and the price of the "Halloween of Emperor Muzong Yi of the Qing Dynasty" should be between 650,000 and 850,000. The price of "Yu Shuang Yu Opera Book" should be between 5 million and 6 million." Influenced by the plane channel, Lorraine's speech was even more costly, which seemed to be related to his program.

Hearing the price of 6 million, Huang Xuan was immediately excited and looked at Zhou Shuming. The latter was unaware of it, brewing murderous aura and said with an excited spirit, "This was originally something big." As soon as he lifted his robe and was about to start speaking, Huang Xuan immediately waved his hand to interrupt him. The price was already known, and he no longer needed to listen to the seller's bragging. He believed that Lorraine's accuracy was enough to make all cultural relics identification experts far beyond the reach.

This time, I spent more than 600,000 yuan on purchasing grain. Just one book can bring 10 times the profit, which made Huang Xuan very satisfied. However, pursuing profit is the true nature of a businessman. As a descendant of the Huang family, Huang Xuan's face darkened and he covered the satin on the Buddhist scriptures on the left: "You can take this book back." He sucked his nose, picked up the tea and took a sip, and said slowly: "The copy on the right can be kept, as for this book." Huang Xuan pointed to the "Halloween of Emperor Mu Zongyi of the Qing Dynasty" in the middle and said: "Let's put it here first and see what's left."

Seeing Huang Xuan, he picked the script at a glance. Zhou Shuming was full of contempt and even included it in the ranks of playboys. It was not his fault. The times and values ​​were different. The Xinhai Revolution had just ended. The Qing Dynasty still had a huge appeal among the people, and its brand value was not slackened. For opera, although people today call it national treasure, for scholars who are willing to pay, such a copy of the scriptures are not even as expensive as that of Buddhist scriptures that Huang Xuan looked down upon. He thought he knew Huang Xuan's aesthetic standards. Zhou Shuming skipped the second box directly, opened the one placed in the middle of the table, made a gesture to dust it, and then lifted up the satin on it and said, "So, look at this book..."

"I can see it myself." Huang Xuan danced annoyedly, put it aside, moved the corner of his mouth slightly, and said, "Lorraine, you can estimate the price."

Without Huang Xuan turning it over, Lorraine directly scanned and compared it and said: ""Zhao Zhiqian's collection of books on learning, Zhao Zhiqian's letters to Hu Pei"; estimates are 1.5 million to 2 million. "Song Chunhua Pavilion Post Volume 4"; estimates are 3.5 million to 4.5 million. "Tang Wei Yingwu's Tang Dynasty's writings on the 10 volumes of Xuxi collection of Mr. Xuxi"; estimates are 2 million to 2.5 million."

Huang Xuan twitched his nose, suppressed Yue Se, and said to Zhou Shuming lightly: "Look at the one below."

"The "Spring and Autumn Classics of the Southern Song Dynasty"; the estimated price is 1 million to 1.5 million, the "Spring and Autumn Classics of the Song Dynasty (Two Volumes)" is 1 million to 1.5 million, and the "Spring and Autumn Classics of the Great Buddha's Peak of the Shurangama Sutra"; the estimated price is 2 million to 3 million." Since the Ming Dynasty, the manuscripts of the Song Dynasty have been praised. First, the proofreading was carefully and there were many rare books, and secondly, it was related to its numerous versions and prosperity of culture. Therefore, the price of rare books in the Song Dynasty has always been high. By the millennium, a complete page of rare books in the Song Dynasty costs more than 10,000 yuan, and a thin book can be exchanged for a house.
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