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This sculpture is not a particularly dazzling object. It is just a black lump. How should I say it? It looks like a broken stone. It is about the size of a palm. If it is placed in a corner, it is destined to be ignored by no one.
In fact, from the moment Chen Yang stepped into this antique store, he was attracted by the things here.
The simple decoration and the dazzling array of antiques are really attractive. I don¡¯t know if Westerners have the concept of antiques, but the things here, apart from anything else, are the antique clocks placed on a whole wall, which are already expensive things, not to mention the other items. Some handicrafts are definitely not cheap goods shipped from the domestic Yiwu Commodity Market, but are genuine collectibles, and most of them are genuine products covered in dust.
Chen Yang likes this kind of ancient objects. Although they are not necessarily special, they are exquisitely made and look particularly unique. Every item is something you can play with carefully.
Although the antique objects here are considered exquisite, they are far from the level that makes Chen Yang's heart move. Until this black sculpture came into Chen Yang's sight, he looked at the black sculpture itself, which was exuding Yingying light. Dizzy, Chen Yang felt as if a certain string in his heart had been touched. For some reason, the seemingly artless sculpture gave Chen Yang a strong feeling of wanting to get in touch with it.
Unconsciously, Chen Yang stepped forward to the sculpture and looked at it carefully.
It was a piece of something the size of a palm, like a ball of mud or a piece of cow dung, but it didn't look like a serious thing. Chen Yang looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see what it was. He was just attracted by the glowing light emanating from the sculpture, and he always felt that it was something extraordinary.
"Interested?" Lu Bo walked up to Chen Yang and asked.
Chen Yang nodded.
At this moment, the young man who was wiping the bronze mirror in front of the counter walked up to Chen Yang and said with a smile: "I'm curious as to why you were attracted to it."
After listening to Lu Bo translate the young man's English, Chen Yang replied: "No, just curious, this um sculpture, it has a weird shape, what is it."
"Guess what, I bought this for ten dollars at the junk market last year when I went to Los Angeles." The young man said with a smile. He leaned against the pillars on the wall and talked lazily. .
He looks cynical. It is difficult for a person of his age to manage an antique shop to be convincing.
"It looks like a clenched fist." Chen Yang pointed to the texture on the sculpture and said, "This is the finger seam, this is the peak of the fist, and this relatively smooth place is the back of the hand."
The young man smiled: "You have a good sense of art. This is indeed a clenched fist."
Chen Yang nodded: "Can you sell it to me?"
This question seemed to surprise the young man. He was stunned for a moment: "Did I hear it wrong? Do you want to buy this thing? It is not a valuable thing. It may only be worth a few dollars. I bought it just Just to show off, I have no intention of selling it.¡±
There was a hint of cunning on the young man's face: "However, I bought it at a flea market in Los Angeles. You know, flea markets have everything. I bought this thing from a gambler." I bought it there. Even though it cost ten dollars, the gambler may have taken the money and returned to the game again. Who knows, but I still like this thing very much."
What I didn't expect was that foreigners would also make puns. Maybe it's because in Hongfeng Street, people have more or less their own routines. There are also Chinese people who come here to do business, and they come and go. Under the impact of Chinese culture, foreigners have also developed the double-entendre behavior of some Chinese people.
Chen Yang knew that this guy wanted to increase the price.
Although it is very possible that this guy does not know the true value of this statue, he is a businessman and does not care about asking for a price as long as it is something that the customer is interested in.
Although he just blurted out that he bought this statue for ten dollars at the flea market.
¡°I like it very much, can you sell it to me?¡± Chen Yang laughed and asked.
The young man seemed to have some doubts. He scratched his chin and said, "How much are you willing to pay?"
Chen Yang thought for a moment: "I can consider anything within one hundred Canadian dollars." Chen Yang said.
"This is impossible, I can't sell it to you for one hundred Canadian dollars." The young man shook his head, took a step forward, and stood in the way of Chen Chen.The letter D also has a small amount of umlauts in the four vowels. Chen Yang has never been exposed to German, so it is naturally difficult to translate.
In this great information age, as long as you have a computer, you can even know what is under the skirt of a certain Hollywood female star when she walks out.
The text printed on the sticky note was entered into the translation website, and through the German translation recognition, the content of the text on the base was quickly translated one by one.
"To my dear little provincial Tony Eduardo, may God give you strength and be with you - Adam Kraft in Nuremberg."
As for the last string of numbers 1500051, it must be the date. Chen Yang counted it and found that it was a work written more than 500 years ago!
That was the European Renaissance!
The most famous work of Adam Kraft is "Fourteen Stations on the Passion of the Cross", which is still in the Nuremberg National Museum!
"Good guy, I really missed it! This turned out to be a treasure from the Renaissance period five hundred years ago!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com