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The London Bridge on the Thames not only witnesses the history of mankind, but its own history is the history of the development of human civilization.

From wooden bridges to stone bridges to cement bridges, the London Bridge has repeatedly risen and fallen. Only the water of the Thames under the bridge and its own name remain unchanged.

The off-road vehicle approached London Bridge, and it was sparkling, but it was still not as bright as Zhang Xiaojian's eyes.

Buying and selling antiques is an extremely expensive thing.

Not to mention the buying and selling of national treasures, you can easily smash into it with a few hundred million.

Grandpa Liao is obviously a fan of antiques, otherwise he would not come to England all the way to see the twelve bronze heads.

Zhang Xiaojian doesn't know much about the twelve bronze heads. He just thinks that this is a good way to spend money. Artworks can also be listed in his own list. If you buy a national treasure and donate it to the country, it is also a good thing.

It's just that Gao Qingsong asked after hearing what Grandpa Liao said: "Are you also here to participate in the auction?"

"Yeah, Xiao Gao, you are a fellow man?"

Gao Qingsong shook his head and said, "No, I know a little about Antiques, but Uncle Zheng is here."

"Uncle Zheng came to England?"

"Of course, how could he not be able to do such a big thing, he is the ultimate ashes antique enthusiast, and he is busy in the hotel now."

"What are you busy?"

"Funding, I'm afraid that the copper head will be bought by foreigners."

"Xiao Gao, what is the full name of Uncle Zheng you mentioned?"

"Zheng Weixun."

"Xiaoxun, acquaintance."

"Then we are really destined." Zhang Xiaojian smiled.

"No, no, this time the news of Daweide Auction House was revealed too late. Obviously there will be a time difference. I am afraid that European colleagues have already received the news. By then, the auction will be anonymous, and no one will be found after the sale. "

As he said, Grandpa Liao said again: "If you are raising funds, count me a share. Let's not go to the hotel. Take me to see Xiaoxun first."

Zhang Xiaojian shook his head and said, "Of course it's okay to see Uncle Zheng, but you should forget about the money, and I will come."

Grandpa Liao and Grandma Zhao glanced at the young Zhang Xiaojian, the words'I'm here' seemed to reveal infinite magnanimity, but...

Gao Qingsong frowned and said, "Little sword, let's not buy it."

"how?"

Gao Qingsong said as he drove the car, "Grandpa Liao, don't laugh at me because I'm ugly."

"No joke, Xiao Gao, you say."

"There are still a lot of criticisms of the twelve bronze heads. One is that they grabbed the current Europe during the Eight-Power Allied Forces. It makes no sense for us to spend money to buy it back, and I feel uncomfortable."

Zhang Xiaojian nodded and forgot this on a whim. Although he was not short of this amount of money, he was comfortable with what he spent on the plan. It was originally something of our Dahua Xia. What is special, you took it away, but instead It makes no sense to auction it to us.

But if you don't need money to buy it, how can you bring the national treasure back to China?The loss of national treasures is not only a problem for China, it is also a problem for the whole world.

There is no answer to this.

Gao Qingsong spoke again at this time: "Secondly, most of the value of the twelve bronze heads comes from speculation. To put it bluntly, this thing is the twelve faucets in the Old Summer Palace. The historical and cultural value is not high."

Zhang Xiaojian smiled and said, "Is the faucet okay?"

Ye Mozhu frowned and said, "No, how do I remember that the twelve bronze heads are water clocks, described with water taps..., how come they are also fountain taps."

"Xiao Ye is right."

Grandpa Liao took a sip of the mineral water: "The twelve bronze heads are indeed fountain faucets, but they are also unique water clocks. If you look at the historical and cultural values, not only the twelve bronze heads, but many antiques are worthless."

"But for collectors, historical and human values ​​are only a reference. The important thing is who the owner of the object was, in what dynasty, whether the craft has disappeared, and whether it is unique."

"The workmanship of the twelve bronze heads is very sophisticated. When the Qianlong period was the peak of craftsmanship, the body of the bronze statue of the Chinese zodiac was a stone sculpture in a robe shape, and the head was a realistic style. The cast was fine. The folds and fluff on the head Everything is clear and lifelike. The material used for casting the animal head is the red copper refined by the Qing court at that time. The appearance is deep in color, and the interior is refined. After a hundred years, it will not rust.

"Moreover, the Chinese zodiac signs are full of Chinese culture. These twelve pieces are rare in cultural relics. Whether it is a sprinkler in front of the Old Summer Palace or not, it has a symbolic meaning and a sought-after value. ."

At the end, Grandpa Liao smiled again: "As for the hype, didn't that artwork have been hyped?"

Of course Gao Qingsong can't compare to old players like Grandpa Liao, and it's not true here. He laughed and said: "You are right. The Queen Mother's ornaments have no historical and cultural value, so they won't be sold at high prices."

Zhang Xiaojian thought it was funny when he heard this, but after Gao Qingsong reminded him, thinking of the Eight-Nation Alliance, he still made a mistake in his heart and decided to take a look and talk about it.

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When the off-road vehicle enters the hotel parking lot, the luggage is naturally assisted by service staff.

Gao Qingsong gave a tip in accordance with local rules, and the group entered the hotel under the guidance of a beautiful English girl who was smiling.

When he arrived on the 27th floor, before entering his room, Zhang Xiaojian heard the scolding sound that the door panel could not stop.

Zheng Weixun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the ferry bridge in the distance.

As a well-known collector in China, Zheng Weixun is not only the president of Ning Yuan's Antiques Association, but also a celebrity in the Chinese antiques industry.

However, even though he is a celebrity, Lao Zheng is from a military family after all, and when he is impatient... it is completely different from the usual elegance.

"I'm so fucking bloody, what do the British want to do, cut first and then play?"

"There is still time to fuck, no time."

"Does the embassy know about this, have you negotiated?"

"It's a son of a bitch. Where did the seller pop up? How did you get the four copper heads together? Check and find someone for me. I want to know who the seller's 18th generation ancestors are."

"Boom."

"Boom."

When the knock on the door sounded, Zheng Weixun cursed a few more words, hung up the phone, and opened the door.

The appearance of Zhang Xiaojian did not surprise him, because after he came here, I heard Qing Song say, but what is the combination of Zhang Xiaojian and Liao Lao?

"Old Liao, why are you here?" Zheng Weixun asked in surprise.

Although Lao Liao didn't hold the crutches, his waist was really buckling. He smiled and wrinkled his face and said, "It's useless when you get here. You should make more money when you are young."

Zheng Weixun smiled bitterly: "Old Liao, don't worry, you have already mobilized here, don't worry, you can't grab four pieces, and you can be sure of two pieces."

Zhang Xiaojian and Gao Qingsong looked at each other when they heard this. In fact, they didn't quite understand, why must they take the bronze head?

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