Chapter 153 152. Boss Fu's Coup (King Alliance +2)
After hearing what he said, Hans ran over immediately, the speed surprised even Meow, and the eyes of the two cats stared wide open.
He checked the photo album and said excitedly: "Yes, this is a good product. These photos are definitely old. I guess they are at least a hundred years old!"
Li Du said: "Perhaps we should look for an expert and ask him to tell us which era these photos are from. I hope they can be worth some money."
It’s not that something that has been around for a long time is definitely valuable. There are many old photos in the United States, especially in some century-old stores and big families, where more old photos are preserved.
In addition, there are many old-fashioned camera workshops in the United States. Hans found one in Flagstaff City and rushed there with Li Du.
This camera studio has a very historical atmosphere. The sign at the entrance is colorful, and there are some abstract paintings on the walls. Li Du looked at it for a while but couldn't understand what was on it.
Hans noticed it and said, "Don't look at it, it was originally a picture of a person taking a picture, but after a long time, the paint fell off, and the shopkeeper added some colors randomly, and finally it became this pattern that no one knows. "
Li Du asked strangely: "Why do you want to fill in the color at random? I mean, just paint it again? Or paint it into another pattern."
Hans shook his head and said, "Maybe, the boss is using this to express his dissatisfaction with the speed of the world's changes."
As he spoke, he knocked on the door, and after a while, an old voice came from inside: "Please come in."
Li Du followed into the photo studio, where there were many photos posted on the walls, the most conspicuous of which was a photo of Marilyn Monroe with her skirt covered.
There is a counter in the room, and there are several cameras inside. The oldest one even has a wooden casing. Li Du believes that it has a history of 100 years.
There was a table inside the counter, and an old man with gray hair was sitting beside him drinking coffee. His clothes were neat and clean, and his expression was leisurely. He didn't look like a low-level person who was abandoned by social development.
"Boy, I think you look familiar." The old man stared at Hans and said.
Hans smiled and said, "I'm the son of Ferraci-Fox, and his wedding photos should have been taken at your place. He used to come here often to take pictures."
The old man suddenly nodded and said, "Filacci, little Feracci's son! You have grown so big? My God, time is so fast. How is your father doing now?"
Hans smiled bitterly: "He has already gone to see God, many years ago."
The old man made a cross on his chest: "May his soul be comforted, what's the matter with you?"
Hans said: "My buddy and I want to take a group photo."
The old man smiled and said, "Come here to take a photo with me? You have to think about it, I can't do Polaroid here. I have to clean the negatives for you, and the price is more expensive than digital photos."
Hans said, "That's all right, come on."
The old man smiled with satisfaction: "You made the right decision. Film photos are better than digital photos. Its color reproduction ability and grain control level are excellent."
Although the building of the photo studio is old, it is very tall. Godzilla also walked in, so it didn't look crowded.
The three stood in front of a background wall, Godzilla was sitting in the center, Li Du and Hans put their arms on his shoulders on both sides, smiling at the same time, and then a photo came out.
After the shooting, the old man gave them a photo pick-up order. At this time, Hans pushed the photo album in front of him and said, "Boss, can you take a look at the photos inside? We want to know its approximate year."
The old man finished writing on the list, then opened the photo album and looked at it.
Looking at the photos one by one, it took him more than half an hour to see from the beginning to the end.
Hans was very patient, while Li Du went to look at the old photos on the wall, some of which had a history of a hundred years, and the city of Flagstaff a hundred years ago was very interesting.
After finally reading it, the old man patted the photo album and said, "There are two types of photos in it. The desert landscape photos at the beginning are about 50 years old, and the Egyptian architectural photos at the back are about 150 years old."
Hans asked strangely: "Aren't these photos from the same era?"
The old man smiled and said: "Of course not. Although the materials of the photos are similar, it can be judged from the pictures that the previous ones were taken with dry plate film, that is, silver halide is applied to the polyacetate film base, and the light shines on the silver halide. When applied, the silver halide turns into black silver, which becomes a black and white negative."
"The latter ones are obviously wet film negatives, which have not been used since 1881. Just like these old guys, they have been eliminated."
As he said that, the old man patted the counter, and there were some old-fashioned cameras inside.
"From 1881 to the present, but only a hundred and twenty years?" Hans asked.
The old man said: "Yes, I judge their age based on their recognition, color, and resolution. They should be shot with Daguerreotype photography, and the camera used is an old-fashioned wooden box camera."
He stroked the photo and continued: "This kind of photography and camera were eliminated in the middle of the nineteenth century, so I guess they have been around for 150 years."
Hans asked: "What is the value of this kind of photo?"
The old man said: "It's hard to say. If you find someone who likes to collect old photos, they should be willing to spend some money to buy them. But those landscape photos are of little value, no matter the content or the material itself."
Hans immediately started to do business: "Then would you like to be their master?"
The old man waved his hand and said, "I can't find anyone to collect my own photos and cameras. Where can I collect new things?"
The business failed before it even started, and Hans was not discouraged. After shaking hands with the old man, he said goodbye. When he returned, he picked out the photos of the scenery and kept the photos of the buildings. Older things should be more valuable.
There are even more architectural photos, forty in total.
He picked out a few photos of the Sphinx and the Pyramids, took them with his mobile phone and uploaded them online to make an inquiry to see if he could find a buyer.
Li Du said: "It seems that the harvest this time may not be much."
Hans patted a pile of books optimistically and said, "Maybe not as many as expected, but certainly not less, don't you believe me? Look at Boss Fu's coup."
He took Li Du and Godzilla to classify these books, divided them into several parts according to the author's name and type, and each part contained as much as possible different books and different types of books by an author.
This is a big project, and the three of them worked hard for a whole day without finishing it.
After Hannah got off work, she was also conscripted into the team, and Hans also called Stephen to help.
In this way, five people worked until midnight, and the nearly 4,000 books were divided into more than one hundred copies, some with hundreds of books, and some with only a dozen books.
At the beginning of the second day, Hans started calling with a phone book in his arms: "Hello, is the Arizona State University library?"
"It's like this, I have a batch of brand new books for sale here, all of which are hardcover editions, including the complete set of Mark Twain and the complete set of Sidney Sheldon..."
"Yes, genuine, all are genuine, and absolutely unopened, high quality and low price! Origin? Of course there is no problem with the origin!"