Galactic Garbage Station

Xie Lao opened the box, Liu Hong took the box out of the bag and opened it. Their gifts, a wooden carving and a porcelain bottle respectively, should all look antique and should not be of low value.

Su Zhuo had no intention of accepting it. Yuan refused. Xie Lao and Liu Hong were both friends of Mr. Murong. Liu Hong was still a good friend of Wang Zhuo. Giving them ginseng su was entirely a heart. But Xie Lao and Liu Hong both had to shove the gift to Su Zheng. If they didn't accept it, it wouldn't be enough friends attitude. In the end, Su Zheng could only accept it.

Dr. Zhang did not give gifts, but also repeatedly expressed his gratitude. He used several ginseng noodles given by Su Xuan to nourish the body of several patients. Those patients were so grateful to him, but he knew that the greatest credit was not to himself. Dr. Zhang exclaimed: “Mr. Su, your ginseng is amazing. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I really can't believe that there is such a divine ginseng in the world, the root noodle works so well. If it is ginseng film, would it be okay? There are several patients who want to buy at a high price, and I wonder if Mr. Su is willing to sell it? Or, is it possible to cultivate this ginseng in bulk and promote it? ”

“This ginseng is just this one, and I'm not going to sell it, let alone promote it.” Su Zheng shook his head.

“Also, such a magical ginseng necessarily takes unique conditions to appear, I fear, for the millennium to come. It is already a great favour for Mr. Sue to give me a few.” Dr. Zhang sighed, some regrets, but didn't say much. In his view, the ginseng was probably born in a cave, in a blessed land, for 300 years or even thousands of years, beyond the reach of the world, so magical that medicine could be so inexplicable.

Su Zheng did not continue to discuss the topic of ginseng. After all, he did not want to sell it. He picked up the bottle that Liu Hong had given him and carefully observed it for a while. He said: "Old Liu, if I am correct, this porcelain bottle should be Qinghua Linglong porcelain from the Qing Dynasty, right? ”

“Mr. Su has a good eye.” Liu Hong nodded with a smile.

“I just know a little bit about fur.” Su Zheng laughed. In order not to nearly lay the green gold stone on the floor like the last time, he had recently learned various treasure appraisal knowledge, but due to time constraints, he was not familiar with the learning. For example, the porcelain in front of him can see the dynasty and variety from the official seal and style, but the knowledge was not perfect and detailed enough. If he wanted to further identify the authenticity, he could not say. Of course, this is the porcelain sent by Liu Hong, so it's basically definitely genuine, so it doesn't need to be identified.

“Xie Lao, I think this wooden carving is not only well crafted, but also excellent material, I don't know what kind of wood it is?” Su Zheng picked up the wooden sculpture from Xie Lao and asked curiously, it was a 15-cm-tall wooden sculpture with a pure bottle, a smile on its face, a dehumanization and a vivid lifestyle. Even the outsiders can see that this carving is extraordinary.

“Oh, this is Leaf Nanwood, a wooden carving of the Ming Dynasty.” Xie Lao said.

“That's a good baby again.” Su Xianzhan praised the excellent quality and value of Xiao Ye Nan's wood, which is now the national secondary protection plant. Leaf Nanwood plus top craftsmanship, plus a long history, is definitely a baby.

“By the way, Xie Lao, I have a wooden box, can you please help me palm.” Su Zheng suddenly turned his eyes. As far as he knew, Xie Lao used to be a bao appraiser. Now he is old and not working, but his professional knowledge has not been lost, and now he will play with Taobao. He specializes in books and drawings, but also knows a lot about carvings, porcelain and jade.

Since Xie Lao has come here, why don't you ask him to look at it by the way, it's better than his amateur view. Xie Lao's character is obviously much better than Shen Hong's, so he won't try to pit himself.

“Sure, let me take a look.” Xie Lao smiled. Su Jun couldn't have taken the crate out of the storage bag directly in front of them, so he went upstairs and hugged the crate down.

As Su Zheng approached and looked at the crate clearly, Xie Lao's smiling face suddenly stopped. He stood up and stared closely at the crate. His gaze could no longer be removed. Then he took out the magnifying glass and looked closer. The more he looked at the divine color, the more excited he was, and his breathing was a little impatient.

“Is this... Kinsey Nanki?” Liu Hong also saw Tian Ni and looked forward, marveling.

Liu Qing and Dr. Zhang did not know how to do it. Liu Hong and Xie Lao, who had always calmed down hundreds of thousands of gifts and sent them out at random, actually looked at a broken box and were excited. Don't be stunned for a while.

“It's just a crate, even Golden Silk Tree?” Liu Qing asked.

“You don't know shit.” Liu Hong glanced at Liu Qing and said, "If you don't learn, don't talk nonsense. Golden Silk Nanwood, immortal for a thousand years, not to rot for ten thousand years, but also has the myriad advantages of insect resistance, winter warmth and summer cool, not easily deformable, rarely ripped and fragrant, is top wood. Don't call it a broken box. Even a small piece of wood is worth a fortune. ”

“No way.” Liu Qingxiao was stunned and again measured the wooden box.

But to be honest, even if it's broken, it doesn't look unusual, because the wood is golden, the lines are beautiful, it looks pleasing, and the more you look at it, the more you like it.

“Turns out it's Golden Silk Nanwood.” Su Zheng suddenly realized that he didn't know much about Golden Silk Nanwood, but he also heard that Golden Silk Nanwood was difficult to rot, so he used to use Golden Silk Nanwood in the Emperor's coffin. Many of the royal furniture, also made of golden filament wood, have been symbols of royal cultural symbols since ancient times and are therefore called "emperor wood”.

“My God, I've lived so long, I've seen so many golden filet trees, but this is the first time I've ever seen such an incredible filet tree.” Xie Lao suddenly shocked the tunnel and trembled slightly. It seemed that the divine colour would faint at any moment.

“How fantastic?” Liu Hong asked that he was not good enough.

“The value of Golden Silk Nan is proportional to the texture, and the prettier and scarcer the texture, the higher the value. There are at least 35 textures, roughly divided into five levels: ordinary, medium, boutique, superb and rare. This Golden Silk Nanwooden Box, even if evaluated with a rare grade, is sorry for it. This perfect dragon scale gold silk pattern is the cultivation of the heavens and the earth. Plus, the scented nose is refreshing and smooth to the touch, like baby's skin. Perfect. Perfect!” Even Xie Lao Zhuang used all the words of praise, but suddenly he asked in confusion, "But how could such a perfect golden silk nan wood be used to build such a simple and simple wooden box? ”

“I don't know, it was like that when I came back.” Su Zheng shook his head. It can't be said that this is a box from the stars turned into time. The emotion in my heart is the garbage from the stars turned into time and space. Golden Silk Nanwood is a rare treasure on the planet, however, in the environment where the stars become unique, Golden Silk Nanwood is likely to be seen everywhere like wild grass. People have plenty of spiritual energy there, and there are hundreds of meters in diameter. What do you care about Golden Silk Nanwood?

So, it's not surprising to know that this is Golden Silk Nanwood, and that it's better than all the Golden Silk Nanwood on Earth. I'm afraid what Xie Lao saw was just the surface, and the value of this golden silk tree, I'm afraid, is more than that. After all, Xie Lao doesn't know, this crate doesn't know how many years it has been sinking into the sea, but can't see any signs of corrosion. I'm afraid this Jin Silenan is not immortal for a thousand years, but immortal for 10,000 years.

“How much is this crate worth?” Liu Qing was stunned and couldn't help but ask.

“Even if some of the value is destroyed by the builder, the material alone cannot be measured in terms of value and remains priceless. If you really want to bargain, three million is easy to sell.” Lao Xie said that the average golden filament is naturally pricey, with dozens and hundreds of dollars and grams, but this is difficult to value when you can't find the perfect golden filament under normal days. Any collector who gets it will never sell it easily and will definitely find a way to make it into something else. If you use the news to stir it up and let the rich collectors know, then it's not surprising to get the sky price.

“...” Liu Qing and Dr. Zhang both stared wide-eyed. What kind of world is this? Such a broken box sells three million randomly. Really? Are you kidding me?

“This golden silk nan wood is so violent, don't say carved into wooden carvings, even if it is made into a distinct tea tray, as long as it is well preserved, it is truly perfect. But the person who created the crate, who made the crate, was going to cause public outrage.” Xie Lao is still wearing this wooden crate, difficult to accept, lamenting the connection, so perfect gold silk nan wood, why not ask the top master to create a work of art, prefer to create such a simple wooden crate of all four quarters, and want to use it to fill things? Is the man who built this crate blind?