Chapter 117 The big guys met in Yezhugou and took pictures.
In the distance, I saw three cement-colored helicopters rumbling towards us.
Wang Chen, who had a "Military Fan Handbook", recognized the helicopter model at a glance - Z-18.
soon.
Three helicopters slowly landed on the flat ground at the top of the mountain above the waterfall.
"Xiaochen, long time no see, hahaha."
Liu Jin proudly jumped off the plane and came over to give Wang Chen a hug.
Immediately afterwards, more than forty people got off two helicopters.
There are many old faces in it; Ren Fei, Ye Yuxuan, Liu Guang, Chen Tianhua, Kong Dashu, Liu Shen and other well-known collectors, archaeological experts and others.
"Old Wang."
"Hello again, Mr. Wang." Everyone greeted him.
"haven't seen you for a long time……"
The king blinked.
I'm a bit confused indeed.
Where did Liu Jin get this helicopter? It’s really impressive.
He suddenly wanted to own a helicopter. It would be so convenient to go wherever he wanted to dig for treasure!
"Fuck! This big belly has money, just take a helicopter."
“Is it possible that they rented it together?”
"Definitely rented. Lao Wang doesn't have it, so why should they have it?"
Liu Jin asked, "Xiao Chen, can we go down and bid now?"
As soon as he spoke.
The others looked at Wang Chen with fiery eyes.
Yang Zhigang, the director of the Magic City Museum, was wearing a suit and had a kind face. He smiled and agreed, "Since you have nothing to do, why don't you go down and take a look at the cultural relics first?"
"Okay, let's go. This ancient tomb is a bit deep. Be careful when you go down."
Wang Chen gave a warning.
Lead everyone to the tomb first.
After a while.
Everyone went down to the tomb hall.
Smelling the dusty odor of the long-sealed ancient tomb, the heaviness of history hits me in the face.
Everyone was very excited and looked around.
The huge ceramic sculpture of a general leaping on a horse attracted everyone's attention.
Expert Gong from Guangcheng took out his camera and took two pictures.
A famous entrepreneur from Guangzhou glared at him and said, "Be careful. Ask Mr. Wang before taking pictures. Don't take pictures or touch people randomly."
They came to buy precious national treasures.
It's not meant to offend anyone.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang." Expert Gong smiled apologetically at Wang Chen.
"It's okay, just be careful."
Wang Chen waved his hand casually.
Maibu took everyone to visit the ancient tomb.
"Tsk, a newly unearthed bronze sword is a rare thing."
"This must be the Qin Banliang, right? So much!?" a collector clicked his tongue.
He remembered that the last time an ancient tomb from the Warring States Period was unearthed, its scale was far smaller than this one. Not to mention those national treasures, there were only more than ten Qin Banliang coins.
He is so rare.
With the sound of exclamations.
Everyone came to the main tomb chamber.
Wang Chen placed all the items on top of the sarcophagus.
"hiss!"
"Hiss!!"
"Good stuff, it's obvious that it's good stuff!"
At this moment, everyone was breathing rapidly and their eyes were red.
Tiger talisman, high-footed jade cup, stone Boqing, pure Jun...
Any one of these four items would be enough to cause a fight among Chinese museums.
Liu Guang mainly studies Song Dynasty porcelain and the like.
But he also did some research on the Warring States Period. Before coming here, he specially looked up information and did some homework in order to show more of his value in front of Wang Chen.
Just like the coal boss from Shandong Province who was brought here today, no one said anything.
He walked towards Chunjun and examined it with a magnifying glass: "Yes, according to historical records, this is Chunjun, one of the ten famous swords. The seal characters on it..."
He was talking.
There was a rumbling sound of a helicopter above the ancient tomb.
"You guys study it first, I'll go take a look."
Wang Chen said something and ran up to take a look.
Just call him good guy.
The people who came this time were actually from the military. A few old men got off the plane. They looked familiar and should be big shots in the archaeological field.
Followed by.
Several more helicopters landed, and from them came curators, experts, and some wealthy people or secretaries from all over the country.
Later, Su Longfan and other archaeological experts also arrived.
The scene on the ground was as lively as a market. Scientists from all walks of life took the initiative to shake hands with Wang Chen and introduce themselves, with their smiles as cordial as possible.
After asking about each other’s well-being.
A group of people curiously lay down at the entrance of the ancient tomb and looked down.
Everyone was excited.
"Looking at the tomb bricks, it is definitely an ancient tomb from the Warring States Period. I heard that Wang Ben is buried underneath."
"Yes, it was Wang Ben. Old Wang dug out the epitaph last night. It recorded Wang Ben's epitaph."
"Mr. Wang, I am the director of the Beijing Archaeological Institute. I would like to ask if I can go down and take a look."
"Comrade Wang..."
"Let's go down first, Lao Wang, don't worry! We won't touch anything, we'll just take a look."
Listening to everyone talking.
Wang Chen waved his hand: "Go ahead, go ahead, be careful."
Since I'm planning to sell it anyway, I'll just let these people do the appraisal.
The more experts come, the easier it is to sell his products.
Although it is a national treasure, it is also divided into several levels of national treasures. If the bronze heads of the twelve zodiac animals are "5A" level, then the imperial seal is at least 7A.
The antiques discovered in this ancient tomb are at most "1A" grade, such as the high-footed jade cup used by Qin Shihuang, which is certainly not as precious as the jade seal.
soon.
The ancient tomb was filled with people.
The group was well prepared.
In less than ten minutes, a ladder was set up at the entrance of the ancient tomb, power was connected from a helicopter, and exhaust fans were installed in the tomb.
Wang Chen was watching at the entrance of the tomb.
At this time.
Another expert came down.
He looked to be in his sixties, with a silver watch on his wrist, and he came down tremblingly.
His name is Huang Shaoquan, and he is a famous researcher in the field of the Warring States Period.
Many museum directors came to greet us.
Wang Chen helped him.
Huang Shaoquan nodded and thanked him: "Thank you for your help, Xiaochen."
"No trouble,"
Soon, the number of people in the ancient tomb reached more than two hundred.
The person who can come down must at least be an outstanding figure in the provincial capital.
Time flies by.
Six p.m.
All artifacts have been identified.
The curators and experts who came were shocked and said it was an eye-opener.
Director Huang from Zhengyang City also came, accompanied by Yang Qing.
The two of them were not conspicuous in the crowd.
Identification is completed.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Sun Youwei, who represented the country at the Beijing Research Institute, was the first to speak: "Mr. Wang, we have ordered this high-footed jade cup!"
As soon as he spoke.
This immediately made the collectors present unhappy.
"hehe."
Liu Jin, relying on his good relationship with Wang Chen, sneered:
"The item hasn't been priced yet, and Xiaochen hasn't said anything yet. Why are you so anxious? Do you want Xiaochen to donate the cultural relics directly to you?"
"Director Sun, are you taking it for granted? There are only four national treasures here, and you asked for the best one, and you want the rest to be shared among the two hundred of us?"
Everyone looked at Sun Youwei with dissatisfaction.
Sun Youwei's face twitched.
He didn't have the confidence to compete in the first place, so he wanted to take the initiative. Unexpectedly, one careless move angered the public.
It’s all Liu Jin’s fault!
Sun Youwei was filled with resentment.
As a leading figure in the museum industry, Yang Zhigang asked, "Mr. Huang, if I want to buy this Tiger Talisman, how much would it cost?"
"Please give me an estimate of the price."
Huang Shaoquan is a leading figure in the field of archaeology.
Everyone was convinced.
Huang Shaoquan frowned and shook his head quickly: "It's hard to determine the price of this thing. I can't come up with an accurate price at the moment."
Everyone turned their eyes to Wang Chen.
Ye Yuxuan asked: "Old Wang, how about...you name a price?"
"I can't tell you. You can figure it out for yourselves."
Wang Chen immediately waved his hand.
He didn't mention the price.
If you underestimate the price, you will lose money.
Let these people bid. If the price is right, he will nod. If it is not, he will not sell it.
Sotheby's has a heavyweight this time, Matthew, the head of South China.
(End of this chapter)