Wen Ruxuan gasped!

It turns out that Jiang Lingyun is not stupid, but concealing this kind of detail is not maliciously lowering prices?

There is really no business and no treachery.

"160,000, which is already very worthy of him. ”

Jiang Lingyun naturally knew what she was thinking.

At this time, I still didn't open my eyes.

"Antiques, materials, ages, and craftsmanship should be considered in multiple dimensions. ”

"In terms of material alone, this snuffbox will kill 80,000. ”

Wen Ruxuan didn't seem to understand: "But... But I don't see how good it is..."

"You don't understand much!"

Jiang Lingyun immediately interrupted, his words mixed with arrogance.

"Snuff box, at the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, was introduced into China, and after several tosses, it was improved into a snuff box. ”

"Combining portability and art, even the emperor is not exempt from vulgarity!"

"It's just..."

Speaking of this, he paused slightly.

"After Daoguang, snuff bottles made of precious materials are very rare. ”

"This highlights the preciousness of this Qianlong blonde crystal snuff bottle!"

Wen Ruxuan was stunned when she heard this, and her heart had already been shaken.

Not to mention the blonde crystal, even the past and present life of the snuff bottle are very auspicious and well understood.

It's a living encyclopedia of artifacts!

This man...

What is the origin?

This time, Jiang Lingyun didn't know what she was thinking.

He shook his head secretly, the snuff bottle concentrates on Western craftsmanship and aesthetics, but ordinary people don't know much about it.

However, as far as he knows, in the world of antiques and collecting, snuff bottles are still hard currency, and there are many masters of interior painting in contemporary times, such as Cheng Guisen and Wang Yaling.

"That's... Are you going to sell it?"

Wen Ruxuan calmed down: "But I'm still not sure that it can be sold for 160,000..."

Rich people are not stupid, and even one is better than the other.

Who would buy such a "defective product"?

"Rest assured. ”

Jiang Lingyun smiled mysteriously: "I have my own way." ”

"It's just that I don't have any money in my pocket these days, so it's not very comfortable. ”

Wen Ruxuan pursed her lips.

But before he could speak, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

"Lingyun, I haven't seen you get up so early before?"

Before Ermao and Zhang Huan entered the house, they laughed evilly.

"Don't talk nonsense, Brother Yun is usually not late. ”

"Now it's my sister-in-law!"

Jiang Lingyun frowned: "What are you talking nonsense!"

"Don't dare, don't dare," Zhang Huan glanced at them and quipped, "Everyone understands this kind of thing, so be shy..."

"Shy of you big-headed ghost!"

A few people talked and laughed, but Wen Ruxuan blushed to the base of her neck.

Sister-in-law?

Are they telling the truth, or are they joking?

But yesterday that woman...

What does it have to do with him?

When he was thinking about it, Jiang Lingyun simply told Ermao and Zhang Huan about collecting snuffboxes.

"What?"

"160,000, Brother Yun, are you crazy!"

When the two of them heard this, they almost went crazy.

It's just to add the old and new stores together, and they don't have so much money.

Jiang Lingyun is risking his life?

"Don't be nervous, once this treasure is sold, it can be doubled. ”

Jiang Lingyun smiled bitterly: "But these days..."

"Okay!"

"I just got my living expenses this month, and I definitely can't go hungry. ”

Zhang Huan gritted his teeth with Ermao.

It's all on this, what can you do if you don't agree?

There were not many guests in the morning.

Jiang Lingyun was not idle, he kept sitting in front of the maintenance table, and asked Ermao to hand him repair tools from time to time.

The repair desk is also convenient, and the warranty business of the recycling center, the new store has also inherited.

"Change the water. ”

"The bristles are too hard, go to the hardware store and buy a soft one!"

Jiang Lingyun lightly held the snuffbox in one hand, and with the other hand, he stuffed the small brush into the trash can.

Wen Ruxuan stood aside, looking stupid.

He still knows how to repair?

No way!

Generally speaking, the threshold for antique identification is extremely high, and the restoration is also a large project, which generally requires a group as a unit, and the restoration of a cultural relic can be as short as a few months or as long as a year.

But Jiang Lingyun in front of him...

But single-handedly!

The action is fast, and there is no hesitation in the action.

It seems that how to deal with the dirt on the surface of the snuff box has long been decided.

"Eh, you guys are second-hand?"

At this time, a customer stood outside the door holding a vase, and carefully poked his head in.

Jiang Lingyun put down his snuffbox and got up to greet him.

"Close!"

"Really? I thought it was a joke. ”

The customer and Jiang Lingyun moved the vase into the house, and their faces were a little more happy.

"Boss Jiang. ”

"I heard that you have a hand in appreciating treasures, and you don't lower the price. ”

"This vase was left by my grandmother, take a look?"

Jiang Lingyun bowed slightly.

In just a moment, the age, material, and value of the vase are already clear.

"I ate a lot in high school, and I kept it well, ordinary ceramics. ”

"It should be an object of the Republic of China, and it is not worth much. ”

"Hi," the guest waved his hand magnificently, "Boss Jiang, I can trust you, make an offer!"

"Eighty?"

"Done!"

The guests didn't bargain at all, and Wen Ruxuan, Ermao and Zhang Huan on the side were all very novel.

Until the transaction is completed.

When the guest left, he finally told the truth.

Before daring to come to Jianbao Pavilion, he had been wandering around the nearby antique shops and pawnshops for several months, but each one only gave ten yuan or eight yuan, and no matter how high it was, he didn't want it.

Even the fare is not enough, and the guests are naturally reluctant to pay.

"Boss Jiang, you're busy. ”

"If there's business, I'll bring someone over!"

Watching the guests go away, Zhang Huan's eyes lit up, and his breathing gradually became short.

"Fog grass..."

"Did the sale come to your door?"

It's like echoing.

In the afternoon, there are more customers who come to sell antiques and second-hand goods!

"Blue and white three more plates, Qing Tongzhi. ”

"This birthday stone carving is not bad!"

"Uncle, our boss is saying that your "Fengshan County Chronicles" is not worth much..."

"It's five hundred dollars, and we'll give you a taxi fare. ”

It's a good thing that there is a lot of business, but Jiang Lingyun spent all the money all of a sudden, and now he collects antiques and second-hand, so he can only let Zhang Huan and Ermao put on the mat first.

After several inquiries, I finally figured out the situation.

It turned out that these customers were in the same community as the sloppy young people in the morning.

There is not much money, but it is also an old community, and every household has a little bottle and can.

They live in Qiaodong District, more than 20 miles away from Jianbao Pavilion, and they haven't heard any news before, but they only saw it from the Internet last night, saying that it was opposite Anqi, and a new second-hand store was opened, and they were buying idle items at a high price.

"Online?"

Zhang Huan couldn't cry or laugh.

Yesterday, Jiang Lingyun did ask Li Dewen to post a message on the Internet.

But the Internet is big, and this kind of news often sinks into the sea.

So quickly noticed by the locals...

That's too, right?

"Alright, get to work. ”

Another antique was identified, and Jiang Lingyun opened Huan Nunu's mouth.

Now.

They are not only busy appraising and receiving, but also many buyers are shopping!

Wen Ruxuan is also helping, as an undercover agent, she is indeed well-trained, and she quickly mastered the trick of second-hand trading.

It didn't take long for Li Dewen to close Anqi's second-hand recycling center and rush over.

Business is better, but it's also busier.

However...

Not long after this, in a luxury villa complex in Yongnian District, Xie Long, who heard the news, squinted slightly, and his yin eyes were facing the northwest direction, looking at it.

"Jiang Lingyun..."

"I've been hiding for so long, and I've finally found it!"