My Deep-sea Fishery

Xiang Yang kicked those guns in distaste, "The Hanyang guns in the anti-war dramas are several times more powerful than this gun, and this gun is enough to scare people, or beat smaller birds like sparrows."

Xiang Yang ignored these guns. These completely discarded guns were of no use to Xiang Yang, and he disliked selling them as scraps.

Xiang Yang swam directly to the deeper part of the cabin from those discarded guns.

He saw rows of very neatly arranged black boxes.

"Could it be gold and silver in the box?" Xiang Yang swam towards those black boxes very excitedly, looking at the number of these black boxes, if it contained gold and silver, it would be a very terrifying sum Big money.

After years of devastation, the locks on these boxes have long been devastated by time.

With a little force, Xiang Yang opened a box.

Inside the box are some long strips, or fan-shaped, black things that look a little like charcoal, and they are hard when pressed, just like real charcoal.

As soon as Xiang Yang's face changed, he immediately knew what the things in the box were, and he also immediately knew the approximate time period when the ship sank to the bottom of the sea.

Xiang Yang opened all the boxes, his face turned livid.

These boxes are filled with these charcoal-like things, but the "charcoal" in some boxes is black, and the "charcoal" in some boxes is dark gold.

In fact, these black and dark gold "charcoal" are opium, which is the opium mentioned in history textbooks. morphines.

Depending on the origin of the opium, it is black or brown in color. The dark golden opium is formed after the brown opium is infiltrated by sea water.

"This ship should have sunk to the bottom of the sea around 1840." Xiang Yang returned to the cabin expressionlessly, picked up the copper globe, and swam towards the sea without looking back. Things, Xiang Yang intends to let them be buried in the seabed forever.

Back on the boat, Zhang Qicheng was teasing the tiger-headed sea eagle.

Seeing Xiang Yang screwing up a huge globe, Zhang Qicheng was taken aback, and then Zhang Qicheng's face changed, and he exclaimed: "Brother Xiang, did you find a sunken ship under this sea area?"

"No, I only found this globe, a copper handicraft. Boss Zhang, please help me estimate the price and see if it is worth it." Xiang Yang said.

Zhang Qicheng clapped his hands in a hurry, then rolled up his cuffs, and found the bronze globe, but he didn't look at the globe immediately, but asked Xiang Yang, "Have you looked around? Since there is such a thing under the sea, how about There is a high probability that there will be a shipwreck nearby."

"I've searched for it, but I haven't seen any sign of the sunken ship." Xiang Yang said bluffingly.

Chen Qingsheng next to him also said: "There is no way that there will be a sunken ship near this sea area. We have been wandering under the seabed all afternoon and we didn't see anything."

As he spoke, Chen Qingsheng squeezed his head in front of the globe, and asked in confusion: "It seems to be a globe, Captain, where did you get it?"

"It's just under our boat, in the seaweed bushes, so you didn't notice it, and I just happened to find it." Xiang Yang said vaguely.

The crew are also discussing:

"This should be a handicraft, right?"

"No, it's an antique."

"Wrong, it's a cultural relic."

"What you said is not right, it is a national treasure."

Xiang Yang heard a black line on his forehead, a globe made abroad, marked in foreign languages, this thing is not even considered a cultural relic, what kind of national treasure is it?

But antiques should be, Xiang Yang quietly waited for Zhang Qicheng's answer.

Zhang Qicheng held the globe and looked at it for a long time, then asked someone to come over with two towels to clean the globe.

"How? Did you see something coming?" Xiang Yang asked.

Zhang Qicheng shook his head, "It's hard to say, after all, there are specialties in the art industry, I don't know much about antiques, and I can't say how much it is worth, but I just like old objects, how can you sell me this globe Like? I will offer fifty thousand yuan."

Xiang Yang was immediately disappointed after hearing this.

It turned out that Zhang Qicheng didn't understand these things either.

"Not for sale, I want to keep this thing for myself." Xiang Yang said.

These old things are all missing one, and it is not easy for Xiang Yang to get one. Fifty thousand yuan is not a huge sum of money to Xiang Yang now, and he is not willing to sell it.

"Don't." Zhang Qicheng said hastily: "Do you think that fifty thousand yuan is too little? How about this, I'll add another thirty thousand to make up a good number, eighty thousand, and I'll forget about this globe."

Xiang Yang shook his head immediately when he heard this, originally Xiang Yang still had a little hesitation in his heart, he was not sure whether fifty thousand yuan or such a thing was worth Xiang Yang, so don't turn around and take the rags at home.

But now that Zhang Qicheng is willing to add more money, Xiang Yang knows that he is right to collect.

The so-called antiques are only worth as much as the owner is willing to give.

If it is an old object, no one is willing to buy it, even if an expert appraises it to be worth 100 million, it is useless.

On the contrary, if the owner of an antique likes it, even if it is judged to be worthless by experts, its market value will be worth tens of millions.

For this bronze globe, since Zhang Qicheng is willing to continue asking for the price after he made an offer, it proves that it is worth at least 80,000 yuan, and Xiang Yang is not short of this 80,000 yuan now. Once the copper globe is sold, it will be gone. , Xiang Yang is of course reluctant to sell.

"Not for sale, I want to take this globe back, hide it, and treat it as a family heirloom." Xiang Yang said.

Zhang Qicheng was extremely disappointed. He thought for a while and said, "Okay, if you want to sell it, you can contact me at any time. No matter when, no matter what the experts say, I'm willing to pay the price."

Xiang Yang smiled and nodded, but he said in his heart that no matter when, no matter how the experts appraise it, he would never sell this globe.

And even if he wants to sell it, Xiang Yang will definitely not go to Zhang Qicheng, but will choose to put the globe in the auction house.

These things are very popular in the auction house.

Some time ago, someone picked up a Zippo lighter from the 1930s in the sea and put it up for auction at the Dragon City Auction House. The result was such an old-fashioned lighter, which was regarded as a work of art with collection value. A sky-high price of 200,000 yuan was sold.

Rare things are more expensive, Xiang Yang wondered why the number of this kind of copper globes is even rarer than that of zippo lighters in the 1930s?