At the hospitality of my aunt, everyone sat down to drink water, and Baye's mother directly explained the purpose of coming.

"You are so polite." The aunt was very grateful, and then quickly waved her hand and said, "Ajie said we don't have to worry about this matter. It seems that there is a wedding company, just leave it to them for handling."

"The wedding company is for the welcome and drop off the bride, but the layout of the new house should be done by your elder sister."

Baye's mother smiled and said, "Although most of the weddings are Western today, some traditions cannot be left behind. For example, red dates, peanuts, longans, melon seeds, etc., should also be sprinkled on the bed."

"Yes, yes, this is not missing." The aunt agreed and smiled kindly: "I'm just looking forward to holding a eldest grandson next year."

"So, what should be arranged should be arranged so that it can be auspicious." Baye's mother smiled, and then discussed with her aunt eagerly whether the word "Dahong Double Happiness" should be posted on the door or on the wall of the room.

Regarding this topic, Wang Guan and Bei Ye had no room to interrupt, so they could only listen obediently. After that, Bei Ye’s mother and aunt chatted for a while, and decided to go to the room for on-site inspection, leaving Wang Guan and Bei Ye to sit in the living room.

At this moment, Wang Guan heard the doorbell ringing, and was somewhat surprised. Since he was sitting on a chair next to the door and had no thoughts, he stood up and opened the door.

The door opened, and there were two people standing outside. One was wearing blue stolen clothes and sleeves on his arms. He could tell at a glance that he was an old worker doing technical work. The other was more particular, wearing a retro white silk gown and holding a white paper fan in his hand, which was very artistic.

"Huh."

At this time, when he saw that Wang Guan opened the door, the old worker was a little surprised: "Is Sister Yu at home?"

"Who?"

At this time, my aunt also heard the doorbell ring and walked out of the room.

"Sister Yu, it's me." The old worker smiled quickly, but his expression relaxed slightly. Obviously, he was doubting Wang Guan's identity just now, so he was a little nervous.

"Ah, it's Master Zhang, please come in quickly." The aunt hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, and looked at the middle-aged man in a white silk long robe next to Master Zhang in confusion: "This is..."

"Hello sister, I am Song Yinghua from the next building." The middle-aged man smiled and said politely: "I heard from Master Zhang that a warm-hearted elder sister has been moved here, so I came here to meet her."

It was obviously a polite word, but it made people feel relieved and would not be disgusted. Anyway, my aunt was very happy and quickly invited the two of them in and served tea.

"Sister Yu, the things you asked me to help repair have been repaired." The old worker was also straightforward. As soon as he sat down, he put the item in his hand wrapped in several layers of black plastic bags on the coffee table, and smiled honestly: "Let's see if it's the best."

"Master Zhang's craftsmanship must be nothing to say..."

My aunt praised her and untied the plastic bag, revealing the things inside.

The king looked over and saw that the thing was a wooden Buddha niche, which was a small pavilion used to worship Buddha statues and gods. The origin of the Buddha niche is hard to explain clearly now, but at the beginning, the Buddha niche was relatively large in size, and a cave was to be dug to worship large Buddha Bodhisattva statues.

Until later, I didn’t know whose idea was. Some people used wood and stone materials to make the Buddha niche look small and exquisite, so that the Buddha niche could be placed at home to worship Buddha statues and gods. They could worship gods and Buddhas without leaving their homes. This benefit was obvious, and the small and exquisite Buddha niche naturally became popular.

Then after thousands of years of development, the originally monotonous cupboard-shaped Buddhist niches gradually developed more styles. The most basic ones are Buddhist niches made in the style of palaces, and there are also pavilions, towers, etc., which are equivalent to miniature microcosm of ancient architecture.

At this time, the Buddha niche on the coffee table was pagoda-shaped, looking like a seven-story pagoda, and the middle position was hollowed out, which should be used to place Buddhist sacred positions for worship.

The pure wooden structure of the tower-shaped Buddha niche seems to have been a while, and the base is slightly cracked. Now it is surrounded by Master Zhang with thin iron sheets and reinforced them again. My aunt did not praise him. Master Zhang's craftsmanship does have two brushes, and the iron sheets are tightly held without any signs of looseness.

My aunt was very happy about this and thanked Lianlian.

"Don't be polite for a little thing." Master Zhang waved his hand and said, "It is also worth helping each other among neighbors..."

Although the current social atmosphere and neighborhood relations are becoming increasingly weak, sometimes I don’t even know who lives opposite me. But in the eyes of my aunt and Master Zhang, this relationship is still very important. After all, at some point, it is definitely not empty talk to be a distant relative as good as a close neighbor.

At the same time, Song Yinghua suddenly smiled and said, "Sister, please ask me if you have been enshrined in this Buddhist shrine for a long time."

"Huh?" The aunt was slightly stunned, nodded according to facts, "Yes, it's been a long time. It's something from my hometown. It was my turn to continue using it until now, for twenty or thirty years."

"Sister, you are wrong." Song Yinghua smiled and shook his head, "The Buddha's niche has been more than twenty or thirty years, you have been talking about it for a hundred years. In my opinion, this thing has a history of at least one hundred years."

"What?"

For a moment, my aunt and Master Zhang were stunned.

Next to him, Bai Ye quietly pulled the corner of Wang Guan's clothes, and his pretty eyes appeared inquiring. Wang Guan stared at the Buddha's niche for a moment, then nodded slightly, and understood Song Yinghua's purpose.

In addition, Wang Guan also had a good impression of Song Yinghua because he was honest enough to point out the age of the Buddha's niche. Unlike some black-hearted antique dealers, who took advantage of the mentality of the owner of the object to know nothing and bought things at a very low price like coaxing. That is not called picking up and leaking, but fraud.

Of course, this is just a preliminary impression, and it doesn't mean anything. After all, as a stroller, Wang Guan also knew what it means to play hard to get. He secretly gave Bei Ye a wink and relieved her, Wang Guan raised his glass to drink tea and watched coldly.

At the right time, Song Yinghua said bluntly: "In other words, this Buddhist niche can also be called an antique."

"Ancient Tomb?"

Master Zhang said in surprise: "It's the kind of valuable thing that is often said on TV?"

"Haha, Master Zhang has watched TV, so he should be clear that antiques are worthless." Song Yinghua smiled and pointed to the Buddha's niche and said, "For example, this Buddha's niche is made of pure wood and is not precious materials such as rosewood, rosewood, and nanmu. It definitely does not have an advantage in price, and it cannot be compared with the Buddha's niche inlaid with gold, silver and jewelry."

"However, everything should be relatively speaking. After all, this Buddhist niche was from the late Qing Dynasty more than a hundred years ago. It has not been easy to pass on to this day. Moreover, the workmanship of the postgraduate entrance examination should be a specially customized item by the wealthy families at that time."

Song Yinghua pondered: "To sum up, the price of this Buddhist niche will not be very low. Many people will definitely want it for 30,000 to 50,000 yuan. Or when you meet someone you really like, the price can be higher."

"Thirty or fifty thousand?" My aunt showed a look of surprise on her face. Although she worked hard for most of her life, her savings in the bank must have exceeded 30,000 to 50,000. But for ordinary people, not to mention 30,000 or 50,000, even 30,000 is not a small amount.

Besides, my son’s wedding is about to be around, and it’s time to use money. My aunt naturally wants to make the wedding banquet more glorious so that her son can have a long face in front of her colleagues and friends…

Thinking of this, my aunt couldn't wait to say, "Brother, do you think this small tower can really sell for 30,000 to 50,000?"

"Yes, absolutely not right."

Song Yinghua made a decisive decision: "If my elder sister suspects that I am fooling you, you can go to the antique shop near Chenghuang Temple to inquire. Even if there is a bad-hearted store that is bullying you, you are willing to give you a few thousand yuan and you turn around and leave, and they will definitely raise the price. Or if you meet a shopkeeper with a conscience, they should quote a price of 10,000 or 20,000 yuan."

"This is not a cheating of you, but a rule in the industry. You should habitually cut a knife in half when receiving goods. As long as you talk to him, you can talk about 30,000 to 40,000 yuan." Song Yinghua taught carefully: "Of course, there are ways to make more money, but there are also some troubles."

"There are many street stalls in Chenghuang Temple. If you know someone, you can ask them to help supply and marketing. Or you can directly get a commission. They will definitely work hard to sell to experts, and the price may exceed 50,000."

Song Yinghua talked in a casual manner, without any intention of hiding it.

"But I don't know anyone." My aunt murmured to herself.

At this moment, Master Zhang understood a little and suddenly laughed: "Sister Yu, you are confused by the authorities. Don't you know me right now?"

In an instant, my aunt suddenly realized that Song Yinghua would definitely not come to the door for no reason to say this, maybe she wanted to buy this Buddhist shrine. Thinking of this in her heart, my aunt hesitated and said, "Brother, you..."

Before she could finish her words, Song Yinghua smiled and said, "It is undeniable that I am a little interested in this Buddhist niche, but I am even more curious about the things enshrined in the Buddhist niche. If Sister Yu doesn't mind, can I show me the things enshrined?"

"As expected."

At the right time, Wang Guan's eyes flashed slightly, guessing that Song Yinghua was going to see it. First, he gained the trust of his aunt through the matter of the Buddhist niche. Then, the price would be as high as possible for him to speak. I believe that my aunt would also habitually believe it.

If you want to take it, you must first give it. This trick is very common in antiques.

"You have to see if you are loyal or traitorous." Wang Guan thought secretly and continued to drink tea and watch. Heroes always appear at the most critical moment. Besides, they are not sure whether Song Yinghua is kind or malicious, so don't rush, take it slowly.

Wang Guan was not in a hurry, but his aunt quickly returned to the room to get things, and it came out in an instant.

"Brother, look, this Buddha statue is worshipped in the Buddha's niche."
Chapter completed!