Chapter 266 [Appraisal Experts! 】

Chapter 266 Appraisal Experts!

Five days later, afternoon.

Waterfront center, utility room.

Dong Xuebin panted and held a stack of towels, "Shi, there are not enough towels in the guest room, let's wash them as soon as possible."

"Well, you go first." Shi listlessly found two new netg orders, "I'll go to the guest room to deliver something."

"By the way, just grab a bag of laundry and come here, there may not be enough there."

Shi nodded, pushed open the door and went out, "Got it."

For five consecutive days, Dong Xuebin was washing towels in the center. Every day, he was as tired as his third grandson. He had never done so much work in his life. Although he was very impatient, for work, Dong Xuebin still After persevering, in addition to his work, he consciously observed the situation in the center, such as where the manager's office is, such as where to hide things here, such as who their boss is, and so on, but because his level is relatively low , so the harvest is not large, and many things are still unclear.

It's not good to continue like this. If you drag it on, even if the cultural relics are really here, they will be transferred sooner or later! Gotta figure out a way!

Dong Xuebin was walking in the corridor and was about to wash towels in the back when someone suddenly stopped him.

It is *flat head, "Xie Hao, put down the towel first and come with me."

Dong Xuebin's heart tightened suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

"3 The guests over there need a massage, and now there are not enough people, you go and have a massage first." *Pingtou ordered.

"But I didn't study it?"

"It's almost done, won't you pinch it?"

No way, Dong Xuebin had to follow him upstairs, at the end of the corridor, *Pingtou pointed to the room for him, and briefly told him how to massage. * Flat head downstairs. Dong Xuebin patted his forehead and said nothing. He walked over and knocked on the door. Hearing a woman inside said to come in, he stepped into the house and closed the door with his backhand.

On the netg was a middle-aged girl of about thirty-seven or eighteen years old, who was reading a magazine.

Dong Xuebin said blankly, "Is that the massage you called?"

The fù girl gave a light hum,

Looking at him sideways, "Use a little force on your hands, don't be too light."

"Oh." Dong Xuebin first went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then walked over and sat down to the netbsp; The fù woman was wearing a white bathrobe with a bare neck, and she should have nothing inside. It can't be said to be particularly beautiful, at least there is still a taste of charm, and the few crow's feet at the corners of her eyes add a little mature charm to her, tǐu people. Seeing that Mei Fù looks good enough, Dong Xuebin's disgust immediately faded, it's better than massaging a stinky and sweaty old man.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Dong Xuebin put on her shoulder through the bathrobe and pressed it.

Hou Qing stopped looking at the impurities, and threw it to the side, "You guys are not strong, how long have you been doing this?"

Dong Xuebin said: "Not long."

"……What is your name?"

"Xie Hao."

"Well, good name." Hou Qing glanced sideways at him.

Dong Xuebin didn't have much time to chat with her, and was still thinking about how to get in touch with those cultural relics.

After a few conversations, Hou Qing suddenly said, "How is your boss recently?" Seeing his dazed expression, Hou Qing said, "Is it still Boss Wu? Has someone changed?"

Dong Xuebin glanced at him, "I haven't met the boss, so I know that this place is in charge."

Hou Qing nodded and said nothing.

Instead, Dong Xuebin became interested, "Sister, do you know our boss?"

"Hehe, I've seen it twice, but I haven't said anything." Hou Qing closed his eyes with enjoyment, "What is Lily busy with recently?"

Dong Xuebin had already pinched her waist, "I don't come here often. I only come to the center every two days or three days. Maybe the boss and other places still have business to manage." At the end, Dong Xuebin repeated After reading her words, she wanted to know where that Boss Wu was, but found nothing.

Forty minutes passed in a blink of an eye.

Hou Qing took the yukata from the net and said with a smile, "The guy's technique is good, it's very comfortable."

"You're welcome."

"What time are you usually empty at night?" Hou Qing asked suddenly.

Dong Xuebin blinked, "There are still a lot of people before twelve o'clock, and there may not be many after one."

Hou Qing looked at him with a smile, "Well, then I need it tonight... I'll call you again. What's your number?"

"Khan, no number, I just came here temporarily, and there are not enough staff now."

"Okay, I remember your name anyway, Xie Hao? Well, I need to find you." Hou Qing gave him a hundred yuan fee, "Here."

Dong Xuebin and Hu Si1uan remembered, call me after one o'clock? Depend on! Why are you calling me in the middle of the night?

After leaving the guest room, Dong Xuebin continued to work. He went to the back workroom to wash the netg sheets. Back to the dormitory, lying on the netg to rest. Dong Xuebin slept in the upper bunk and Shi lived in the lower bunk. It stands to reason that Shi Lai has been around longer than Dong Xuebin, so he should be very familiar with other people, but Dong Xuebin found out on the first day when he arrived, and the rest of the dormitory would rather talk to the new Dong Xuebin. Xuebin didn't like talking to Shi Liu very much either.

Half an hour passed.

A time has passed.

Everyone didn't sleep, they were talking about women.

Dong Xuebin naturally had no interest at all, just thinking about how to get closer to the upper layers and those cultural relics. But he has been thinking about it for the past five days, and he has not come up with a good solution. Sigh, it seems that he thought too simple at first, thinking that if he can get in, everything will be fine, but now you have nothing of value. Got it, do you want to try your luck in the manager's office? It's a little dangerous!

Early nine o'clock.

The dormitory door suddenly opened, and *Pingtou walked in, "Shi! Shi!"

Shi was already asleep, and Mímí opened his eyes vaguely, "Brother Liu, what's the matter?"

"Get dressed and start netg, come with me, hurry up, I'm waiting to see you!" *Pingtou urged.

Shi Mí sat up puzzled, a little frightened, and didn't understand what the manager asked him to do. Seeing *Pingtou take Shi away, Dong Xuebin was also stunned for a moment, his mind turned quickly, and the other people in the dormitory also had similar expressions and whispered something.

"Why are you looking for him?"

"Yeah, after stealing, do you still want to promote him?"

"Stealing?" Dong Xuebin said in surprise, "Has Shi committed something?"

The young man in the lower bunk nodded, "It seems that he stole something from a southern province and came here later."

No wonder people don't like to pay attention to him, it turned out to be a thief. Dong Xuebin said: "What does he steal? Wallet? Mobile phone? Or slipping the door to pick the lock?"

The young man shook his head, "I don't know the specifics. It seems that I stole a few antiques that time."

Dong Xuebin's eyes flickered, vaguely feeling that there was an important clue.

About ten minutes later, Shi came back. He came back alone. Everyone in the dormitory asked him what was going on and what he was doing with him, but Shi kept silent and didn't say a word, just shook his head, and then said nothing. Get into the bed. Usually, everyone's attitude towards Shi is not good, so he doesn't need to be nice to others. Soon, Shi crawled out of the bed again and went out to the toilet.

When Dong Xuebin saw it, he immediately followed, "Wait, I'll go too."

In the corridor outside, Dong Xuebin asked in a low voice, "What did I tell you to do?"

The relationship between Shi and Dong Xuebin was okay. After thinking about it, he quietly told him, "The **** let me see a few antiques and let me identify it for him." After a pause, he hesitated and said: " I have been in contact with antiques before, and the manager may think I understand this, but I don't even know those things, let alone identification, if I really know how to identify, why am I here?"

antique?

identification?

Dong Xuebin was jittery when he heard it, he suppressed his emotions and said in a low voice: "What kind of antique?"

Shi shook his head, "There are bottles and jars, and some others, I can't name them either."

Dong Xuebin took a breath, his blood had begun to boil, Shi's words and a series of logical actions almost made Dong Xuebin find the answer, there are too many things revealed here. Why ask history to identify antiques? Even if a thief can get access to antiques, he is not a professional. Anyone who pulls out from an antique shop is better than him. There may only be one explanation, that is, the stolen cultural relics from the provincial museum are in their hands. Dare to publicize, and dare not show it to those experts, for fear of leaking rumors, so I found out about antiques from my subordinates.

Another piece of information is that this batch of antiques is likely to be bought by the boss of the rationale from the person who stole the museum, but he doesn't know the authenticity. Maybe those people have prepared fakes to replace them in advance. It is relatively easy to identify, but other cultural relics are not so easy to read. They may now need someone who understands identification to help them make sure that those cultural relics are true and false!

Yes!

It must be so!

Dong Xuebin took a deep breath, he knew that his chance to enter that circle had come. Find an opportunity, you must find an opportunity to break into the enemy's interior!

When he was about to enter the toilet, Dong Xuebin's eyes suddenly jumped, and he saw * Pingtou coming out of it.

Dong Xuebin responded quickly, pretending not to have seen him, and immediately said to Shi: "Actually, I was in the business of counterfeiting antiques."

Shi Qi said: "Really?

"Well, it's a technique handed down from my parents' generation." Dong Xuebin said.

*Pingtou looked startled, looked at Dong Xuebin not far away, "Xie Hao."

Dong Xuebin pretended to only see him, and walked up quickly, "Brother Liu."

*Pingtou looked at him uncertainly and said, "Have you made antiques?"

"No, no, nonsense." Dong Xuebin sneered, in order not to make things seem too abrupt, he did not admit it for the first time.

* Flat-headed eyes glared, "Come with me!"

in an office.

*Pingtou led Dong Xuebin into the room, and inside sat Ma Wentao and a few big men in suits.

Seeing them come in, Ma Wentao frowned, "Is something wrong?"

*Pingtou hurriedly said: "**Reasonable, this person has heard of doing antiques."

"Oh?" Ma Wentao glanced at Dong Xuebin, "Really?"

Dong Xuebin waved his hand with a bitter face and said, "No, I was just talking nonsense."

*Pingtou's face became stern, "If you want to say it, just say it! I won't send you to the police station! What are you afraid of!"

Dong Xuebin said nothing.

Ma Wentao looked at it and said with a soft face: "I remember your surname Xie, right? Xie, I just bought a few things a few days ago. If you can help me identify them, I won't have to do the sundries in the future. I'll mention you directly. Be the lobby manager, or if you want anything else, I can also create a god to satisfy you, it's a good thing, don't be afraid, you know?"

Dong Xuebin hesitated and nodded.

Ma Wentao hummed, "Let's talk about it now, do you know antiques?"

Under their repeated questioning, Dong Xuebin "finally" told the truth and said with a wry smile: "That was in the past. At the beginning, I followed a few relatives of our family to make fakes, specializing in fake cultural relics for takeout, and later they were arrested by the police. Now, I just went to Beihe Province to join Bao Ge's auto repair shop."

Only then did Ma Wentao understand why he refused to admit it. It turned out that he was afraid of being caught by the police. "So, you have a lot of research on antiques?"

Dong Xuebin scratched his head, "Just a little bit."

As soon as Ma Wentao thought about it, he let * Pingtou go, and there were only people like him and a few bodyguards left in the room, "Thank you, I have some antiques here, you can take a look first." He called a man in a suit next to him. With a wink, the man took out a few boxes from the cabinet and placed them on the desk one by one. Ma Wentao said with relief: "Don't be nervous, as long as you can say these things right, you will follow me in the future, and you will be indispensable for prosperity and wealth."

The big man in black opened the box on the far left.

At first glance, Dong Xuebin was a little disappointed, because this thing was not a stolen cultural relic from the museum. After thinking about it, I understood that Ma Wentao must not dare to let the thing see the light, and he would not easily show him to an outsider. Let's try it out with a few antiques first. If Dong Xuebin can identify it and prove that he has this ability, he will probably have a chance to come into contact with the latter batch of cultural relics. To understand this, Dong Xuebin's spirit also mentioned twelve points. He walked up a few steps and looked at this thing up and down.

Inside is a pottery, tǐng tattered, looking very old.

But Dong Xuebin, who has been in contact with antiques, is naturally clear that the surface can't explain much. There is a method called old-fashioned.

Thinking that they use things to test themselves, they probably won't take the real thing, Dong Xuebin quickly thought about the language, Hu Luan guessed: "This thing is a fake, it looks very old, but it is obviously artificially made old, you Look here, here, the traces are too obvious."

Ma Wentao frowned and asked someone to open the next box.

Here is a string of red sandalwood-like bracelets with a lot of batter, which seems to have been played with for a long time.

Dong Xuebin thought about it for a while. It shouldn't be fake to be played with like this. It's probably something from Ma Wentao, so he said: "This is red sandalwood, the color is very positive, it must be real."

Ma Wentao asked someone to open the last box again.

A copper coin 1ù showed traces, with rust spots on it, and the words "Zhizhengzhibao" were engraved on it.

Dong Xuebin thought that it is not easy to counterfeit copper coins, because the cost is relatively high. Now he pretended to pick them up and looked at them, and said: "This is the real product. It should be from the Ming Dynasty. Xuebin didn't know how many he was right, and looked at Ma Wentao eagerly.

It does not make sense! Ma Wentao's soft face has changed, and he pouted impatiently, "Okay, you can go back."

Dong Xuebin said, "This, which one did I say wrong?"

The big man next to him sneered and said, "None of them are right! This is called understanding antiques?"

Dong Xuebin said: "Impossible."

Before the things were brought, Ma Wentao had already checked with the antiques appraisal firm. He knew the authenticity of these things for a long time, and of course he had a good idea. Seeing that Dong Xuebin wouldn't leave, the big man went over and pushed him out the door. Dong Xuebin didn't want to give up such a good opportunity, and hurriedly asked him which one was wrong.

The big man curled his lips and said, "How can you fake it with your little knowledge? The pottery is authentic from the Stone Age. It is very old and has a high historical value, but it's not worth much. The red sandalwood bracelet is a fake. The pulp is made from the back. It's actually a kind of wood similar to red sandalwood. It's worthless. There are also the copper coins. The characters are all crooked. It's a batch of fake ancient coins, and the real ones are not what you said in the Ming Dynasty. It's from the Yuan Dynasty! It's okay, it's okay! Hurry up! It takes time!" He was the one who took the things to the antique shop for appraisal, and he knew it very well.

Dong Xuebin called out, I rely on it, all wrong? He didn't expect his level to be so poor!

But it's okay! still have a chance!

bTwo minutes! !

...

...

A change in sight!

"Thank you, I have a few antiques here, you can take a look first."

Ma Wentao asked someone to take out something.

Time has come back! !

"Don't be nervous, as long as you can say these things right, you will follow me in the future. You will be indispensable to prosperity and wealth." Ma Wentao looked at him quietly, with a little expectation in his eyes.

Dong Xuebin sighed, looked at the pottery, and reached out, "Usually we fake and make old, how can we do it to this degree, this is the traces of the years, we can't do it, I think It should be something from the Stone Age, but although this kind of thing is old and has a high historical value, it has little economic value and is not worth much money.”

Ma Wentao narrowed his eyes slightly, "Show him the next one!"

The red sandalwood bracelet was taken out.

Dong Xuebin was over, weighed it, and said: "The pulp is made later. We often use this technique there to make it look old. If it is real red sandalwood, I'm afraid there will be very few people. If you are willing to be so ng, this wood is 80% fake and worthless."

Ma Wentao moved in his heart, "Next."

Dong Xuebin talked eloquently: "Is it a copper coin? But the rust is pasted with rust scraped from other bronzes. I used this technique when I was making antiques, and the characters were all crooked, not serious in the Yuan Dynasty." Zhengzhibao's appearance."

All three are finished.

Several big men looked at each other in surprise.

Ma Wentao slapped the table, "Okay, okay, okay!" His eyes were full of satisfaction.