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"This! This is no ordinary shroud! ”
Only to see the expert Zhang Shufen suddenly change her face, as if she had seen some unique treasure, she exclaimed.
Mr. Qin, who was waiting for the appraisal, instantly widened his eyes when he heard her surprised exclamation so suddenly, and his face full of wrinkles was full of disbelief for a while.
You know, just a few seconds ago, he thought it was just an ordinary "shroud", a useless piece of useless things that he had smashed all his belongings.
But now, the expert's unexpected sentence undoubtedly ignited his heart like ashes in an instant.
Not the ordinary shroud, then it must be a treasure?
In order to seek answers, Mr. Qin smacked his lips excitedly, and after suppressing the restlessness in his heart, he looked at the expert nervously, waiting for her next step.
However, when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of his reflection on the glass cabinet, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart due to an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Only to see his own cloudy eyes originally reflected on the cabinet wall, at this time it was rare to stir up the light.
And the wrinkles and folds on each layer of the face are all expressions of my excitement.
His face was excited, and his eyes lit up.
This look is not the same as when he first decided at a glance that the "shroud" auctioned on the stage was worth a lot.
Of course, at that time, he did not know that this was a "shroud" that experts called unlucky.
Auction of antiquities
In 2005, Mr. Qin, who was extremely keen on collecting and playing with literature, participated in the auction for the first time with a nervous mood.
Compared with the other participants who seemed to be entangled in the family, Mr. Qin's identity as an ordinary worker could not help but feel shy.
But he just has such a hobby of cherishing antiques, so for him, even if he can't shoot anything this time, his long insight is worth it.
Thinking of this, Mr. Qin moved the chair and sat up straight, while his eyes drifted to observe a valuable collector next to him.
Soon, the auction kicked off with the opening speech of the host.
Sure enough, many exquisite literary and antiquities appeared in the host's commentary, causing a wave of sighs in the venue, and the shouts of rushing to shoot were even more incessant.
And Mr. Qin under the scene, at this moment, his eyes are even straighter, in the end it has to be the venue, and the antiquities auctioned are still some strange things that he has never seen before.
I have to say that as soon as the addiction of this collection came up, Mr. Qin really couldn't help but feel the itch in his heart.
But when he looked at the hundreds of thousands, millions of bidding prices, after silently touching the pocket, he just stared at it.
In the end, it's because of poverty.
But soon, Mr. Qin's attention was attracted by a robe that was being auctioned on the stage.
Because compared to other brightly colored antiques, this robe is simply worn out and can no longer be broken.
Its gray-fluttering color is refracted from the worn-out face, which on the surface gives people a very worthless feeling.
Moreover, the robe was spread out there as a whole, without any trace of being carefully stitched, not so much a robe as a broken quilt.
To this end, after the people who stayed in the audience saw the appearance of the robe clearly, they all chatted with the people around them with interest for a while, and there was no intention of bidding at all.
The host on the stage obviously did not have much hope for this robe, only to see that he was hastily explaining it, and he couldn't wait to get on the next piece.
Unsurprisingly, this worn-out robe was still unapprolied during this period.
And Mr. Qin, who has always remained silent, cannot let go of this robe for a long time.
Because with his many years of antique experience, although the surface of this robe is too worn to be good, the delicate workmanship and unknown fabrics that are extremely difficult to observe in the indirect places are undoubtedly of great value.
Of course, even if he is not an expert, he is not completely sure.
After all, this bright and dangling auction price of 90,000 is there, and whether he shoots it or not is really a big gamble for him.
The bet is right, the blood is earned; the bet is wrong, the family is hollowed out.
Thinking of this, although Mr. Qin, who was not rich at hand, also suppressed the restlessness in his heart that wanted to raise a card, he could no longer see other exquisite competitors who came to the stage after that.
Without taking a picture, he always thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the robe was hidden, and since Mr. Qin saw the robe, the whole person was like a demon.
And this state has not improved since he left the auction and returned home.
Eating and thinking, sleeping, and working, only to see Mr. Qin as if he had lost his soul, remembering the broken robe all the time, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt Mysterious.
Later, because he really couldn't stand such mental torture, after repeated deliberations, he decided to grit his teeth and buy this broken robe first.
To this end, he secretly concealed his wife and privately withdrew a deposit of 40,000 yuan, but these were obviously just a drop in the bucket for bidding.
Because he spent all his savings, Mr. Qin had no choice but to find relatives and friends around him to borrow 50,000 yuan piecemeal.
Finally, under the cobblestone, 90,000 yuan was put together.
At this time, Mr. Qin, who was holding the money, immediately rushed to the auction company at the first time, and rushed to bring home the broken robe that haunted his soul.
But he did not expect that what greeted him next was not a fantasy dream, but a slap from reality.
Because of the robes in his hand, Mr. Qin could finally study it up close.
I saw that the robes were indeed dark and dry. Not only is the shirt embroidered with many faint dark patterns, but the shirt also hides a sandwich layer.
Mr. Qin couldn't help but feel a giggle in his heart.
Because the facts that are in front of us are cruel. Judging from his many years of treasure hunting experience, in addition to the two points mentioned above, this robe can no longer find other value.
Unless you open the mezzanine of the shirt?
But if you do that, it is extremely easy to damage the robe, if there is no other feature in the mezzanine after opening, your 90,000 is afraid that you will really have to float.
But what is the difference between the current situation and the drifting?
Thinking of this, Mr. Qin crossed his heart and broke the jar to break the mezzanine of the robe.
I didn't expect this opening, but there was really a windfall. He gladly found a cloak lying in the mezzanine.
The cloak was golden in color, embroidered with a variety of exquisite and intricate patterns, as well as various texts that copied scriptures.
This is a collection within a collection!
For this reason, Mr. Qin was excited on the spot, and was very sure that he really picked up the treasure this time.
But suffering from not being able to understand the patterns and words on the cloak, Mr. Qin was not able to really determine its value.
To this end, he had to consider hiring some authoritative professionals to identify.
But often such experts, it is one thing to hire, and the hiring fee is even more prohibitive.
So after much thought, Mr. Qin found the famous Hongdao Master of the Buddhist Association and asked him to help identify the mask.
In the end, it was a Buddhist Taoist, and the Hongdao master who practiced quite deeply immediately pointed out that there are four kinds of scriptures on this batch, namely Tibetan, Chinese, Manchu, and Sanskrit.
And this is not a mask, but a used shroud.
Because Buddhism usually focuses on causal reincarnation. Everyone who survives in the world carries with them sins, large and small, and the Shroud exists to allow the deceased to better enter the three paths to get rid of sin.
In response, Master Hongdao shook his head under Mr. Qin's earnest gaze and said to him regretfully:
"Since only religions such as Buddhism usually use the Shroud, it is obvious that its value is not too great."
And this sentence undoubtedly completely shattered all the illusions that Mr. Qin had originally held.
He calculated that the original robe was hidden in the mystery, and also calculated that the cloak would not be ordinary, but he did not think that it was just a worthless shroud.
In the end, it is the creation of people.
Only to see that Mr. Qin's whole body collapsed on the stool, and his disappointment was even more unspeakable for a while.
When Master Hongdao saw this, he quickly added:
Although this shroud is also a cultural relic, it is ultimately something for the dead, and the number of things placed in the home is unknown, and the advice is to go out as soon as possible.
If Mr. Qin is willing, he can introduce a buyer who doubles the price.
Mr. Qin shook his head when he heard this, although he also agreed that it was indeed unlucky to put the shroud at home, but it was still too hasty to shoot so easily.
And if it is really worthless as the master said, then how can anyone be willing to pay double the price?
Thinking of this, Mr. Qin glanced at Master Hongdao with a suspicious look and insisted:
"If that's the case, I'll wait."
Master Hongdao saw that Mr. Qin's unwilling attitude was not good enough to say anything more, so he had to give him a hand-folding salute and resign.
Afterwards, Mr. Qin felt more and more disappointed the more he thought about it, he used all his belongings and a bunch of debts, and really changed into a worthless shroud?
After taking a deep sigh, he reluctantly stepped out of the door and told his family the ins and outs of these things.
As expected, his family was already very angry that he had embezzled his savings to buy collections, not to mention that he inexplicably owed 50,000 foreign debts.
What's more, is the collection bought only a worthless shroud?
In this regard, Mr. Qin's wife did not understand what kind of wrong medicine Mr. Qin had taken for a while, and she was simply angry with him. After that, the two also quarreled many times, and the relationship once fell into tension.
And those relatives and friends who borrowed his money, after learning about Mr. Qin's situation, most of them couldn't help but secretly discuss: "Mr. Qin is really hopeless, and he borrowed money everywhere to buy such a thing?" ”
Only one of his friends, after hearing about the unknown shroud under Mr. Qin,was immediately very enthusiastic about introducing him to a very experienced researcher in the Palace Museum, Zhang Shufen.
After experiencing such great pressure from his family and the outside world, Mr. Qin did not have any expectations for this shroud, but in the end he could not resist the enthusiasm of his friends, and still agreed to the request to ask for expert identification.
However, compared to the enthusiasm of the last time he met Master Hongdao, Mr. Qin was much more indifferent this time.
Researcher Zhang Shufen is an expert with professional qualities, so when she faces Mr. Qin's dismissive attitude, she is obviously more concerned about the shroud in his hand.
If she was not mistaken, the shroud was made of extremely precious silk, and the intricate patterns and words on it must have hidden mysteries.
In this regard, I saw that Zhang Shufen, after obtaining the consent of her master, walked to the cabinet where the shroud was stored with excitement, and carefully held it up for careful observation.
Who knows whether to see or not, a look is really frightened!
Cloth is indeed made of precious silk.
As for why it is precious, it is because in the early days in the hands of ancient silk weavers, there was a saying that "an inch of silk is an inch of gold".
Looking at the pattern text on it, Zhang Shufen felt that her breathing was stagnant.
This material, this content! Isn't it the original funeral item dedicated to the royal family, the Dravidian Sutra, that has been reproduced?
It should be known that the Dravidian Sutra is an extremely rare treasure in this world, and there are only two that can be confirmed in the world so far:
One was used by Empress Dowager Cixi and is now in museums in China, while the other was used by Kangxi and is now circulating overseas.
If she was not mistaken, this article was likely to become the existence of a third article.
Because the intuitive impact was too great, Zhang Shufen's hands holding the cloth excitedly could not stop trembling.
Mr. Qin, who watched the experts have such a big reaction, could not help but be confused, but when he heard Zhang Shufen's explanation, ecstasy also came like a broken embankment.
From the ragged robes to the elaborate drapes, to the worthless shrouds, and finally to the rare Dravidian quilts.
If the initial shroud made Mr. Qin, who wanted to make a fortune from the collection, fall from fantasy to despair, then Zhang Shufen's identification this time must have made him jump from the desperate situation to heaven.
Mr. Qin immediately felt a great sense of energy, in order to more accurately verify the authenticity of the experts' statements, this time he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money, and successively invited several well-known cultural relics appraisal masters in the industry to identify his own cultural relics.
The results obtained were almost the same, and the shroud of the past thus confirmed the identity of the Dravidian scripture, and the big stone in Mr. Qin's heart finally landed.
Ecstatic to inform his friends and family of the good news, he was silently planning the further auction of the Dravidian Sutra.
Dravidian Sutra and Mr. Qin
On January 6, 2008, after a series of careful preparations, Mr. Qin auctioned his cultural relics in Beijing.
Because the precious identity of cultural relics was made public, many cultural relics enthusiasts bid at great expense for a time.
In the end, because the Dravidian cloth was too sought-after, the price was pushed to 72.5 million yuan.
For Mr. Qin, who only bought 90,000 yuan at the beginning, the increase of more than 800 times is undoubtedly the result of blood earnings.
At this time, relatives and friends who learned of the situation were stunned, and everyone was surprised by the value of this cultural relic.
And Mr. Qin felt like a dream, he never expected that the original demonic income of the broken robe, three years later, he would be able to become a multi-millionaire.
But this is not the end, and then as this Dravidian was auctioned again by the owner, its price was raised to a sky-high price of 130 million.
For this reason, many people feel unbelievable, is it not a royal shroud? As for such price gouging?
In this regard, since then, some experts have made corresponding explanations for its value.
Because this Dravidian sutra, which was shot by Mr. Qin, was confirmed to be from the royal family, but also from the famous Qianlong Emperor of the Qing Dynasty.
Although both Qianlong and Cixi were from the Qing Dynasty, Qianlong was in a year that was nearly 142 years longer than Cixi.
You must know that the Cixi Dravidian Sutra quilt displayed in the museum today is already incomparably precious, so the value of this Qianlong Dravidian Sutra quilt can be imagined.
Sun Dianying
Moreover, since the Qianlong Tomb was stolen by the warlord Sun Dianying of the Republic of China, many cultural relics have been in a state of loss, and this Dravidian Sutra is undoubtedly one of them.
Its reappearance is undoubtedly a very precious asset for contemporary generations.
So the sky-high price of 130 million is indeed worth it.
Here, I really have to sigh at the coincidence of the cycle of fate.
This Dravidian sutra was stolen and lost, but fortunately it was preserved intact, leaving a valuable fortune for future generations.
As an ordinary person, Mr. Qin just has such a pair of eyes to appreciate treasures, took it away in the disdain of everyone, and later gave it back to his real body by mistake, and also brought tens of millions of dollars to himself.
Who can tell for the metaphysical coincidences?
I can only say that the heavens have fallen by chance, and I will meet and cherish it!