Zheng Shaoqiu took a look at it, but he saw a lot of real objects, but the quality was average, and there were also a lot of fabricated products, just like the Kowloon Cup that Lin Xiaoyue bought, it looked like that, but in fact it was nothing.

He casually took a blue and white vase, glanced at the bottle, sneered, and immediately looked directly at the bottom of the bottle.

"Ming Chengzu Year ......"

At this moment, Lin Xiaoyue also turned her head over, and secretly lowered her voice a little and asked, "Brother-in-law, is this thing a treasure?"

Zheng Shaoqiu pursed his lips and said lightly: "Fake can't be fake anymore, people who know a little bit about history know that Ming Chengzu is Zhu Di's nickname." ”

"What's your nickname?"

Lin Xiaoyue can no longer be called a raw melon egg, and in terms of antiques, she is no different from an idiot.

Zheng Shaoqiu half-lowered his eyelids and said lightly: "Only the dead can have a nickname, when Zhu Di is alive, how can he use his nickname?"

"It doesn't make sense. ”

Hearing this, Lin Xiaoyue also understood, and snorted softly: "Profiteer, I see that nine times out of ten the things on his side are fake!"

In addition to the ones on the shelves, there are also a lot of items on the yellow thick cloth on the ground, which are cheaper and more varied, almost everything.

Lin Cen Yue was also a little interested, and immediately moved the lotus step over, bent down and swept it on the ground, picked up a mouth wash bottle, looked at it over and over again, and laughed out loud.

There was not much movement in the shop, and this smile immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"I'm sorry, I can't hold back. ”

Lin Cen Yue pursed her lips vigorously and whispered.

At this time, Zheng Shaoqiu and Lin Xiaoyue also walked over, glanced at the mouth wash bottle, slightly stunned, and seemed to be a little incredulous.

Second Look......

The corners of Zheng Shaoqiu's mouth twitched twice, and his face turned dark.

Lin Cen Yue smiled back and forth, without a lady's image, of course, she was not a lady herself.

"What's wrong?"

The guy at the counter walked down from the second floor, and when he saw this scene, he secretly wondered, just look at it, what are these people laughing at......

"Nothing. ”

Lin Cen Yue shook her head.

The guy at the counter glanced at the bottle and didn't see any clues.

Lin Xiaoyue hugged her shoulders and sighed twice: ""Song of the Goose", signed by Wang Xizhi, haha, laughed at me......"

The washing bottle is a relatively popular bottle type, and it is okay in other dynasties, and it was very popular in the Song Dynasty.

The one in front of me, glazed on a white background, with peach blossoms, has a poem written vertically on it, which is Luo Bingwang's "Song of the Goose".

The counter guy also suffered a loss of culture, Wang Xizhi and Luo Bingwang may not be different in his eyes.

At this moment, Yin Jiabao walked over with three boxes, glanced at the washing bottle, and immediately changed his face.

"What's the matter with you? Didn't this shutter bottle tell you to put it away?"

He glared at the guy at the counter fiercely and shouted, "Are you taking my words as a deaf ear?"

After a pause, he looked at Zheng Shaoqiu and the others again, and said with a sneer: "This shampoo bottle was received by me a while ago, and it was very interesting to see that the payment was made, and I was going to put it at home, who knew that the guy was actually placed here......"

"Huh...... Hehe...... And then you see, and then you see......"

Zheng Shaoqiu didn't say anything, glanced at the ground, and picked up another thing.

How so......

This is a terracotta figurine with a somewhat odd shape.

It is about 30 centimeters tall, not too big, but not too small either.

The terracotta figurines sit on the pier, holding an object in their left hand, and the posture is very similar to holding a microphone in a karaoke.

In addition to this, his head is also very distinctive, resembling a large Garfield, but with two more donkey ears.

"What is this?"

Lin Xiaoyue tilted her head and looked at it twice, and asked with some confusion: "Brother-in-law, is this ...... Isn't this also a fabrication, such a cartoon shape, and it will also be an antique?"

"Is it holding a microphone in its hand? It's a pretty bewitching little pose......."

Zheng Shaoqiu chuckled at Lai Jinsheng, glanced at the tiger's head, and then flipped his wrist and looked behind him.

The black and white lines are twists and turns......

"Shopkeeper, is there anything special about this thing?"

Zheng Shaoqiu smiled and asked out loud.

Yin Jiabao waved his hand and said in a loud voice: "It's not exquisite, it's not exquisite, it's purely a handicraft ......."

"This is from a stall owner's uncle, it is said that it was transformed by Zhao Gongming's mount, but it is amazing......"

"At that time, he paid a price of three thousand, and I spent one thousand and five to accept it, if you like it, take one thousand two and take it, it doesn't matter if I lose some money, I should make a friend. ”

It's really better to say than to sing, Lin Xiaoyue pursed her lips disdainfully, feeling that his words were too much water, and a handicraft would cost one thousand or two?

She felt that with the shopkeeper's flamboyant tongue, it would cost three hundred at most, and it couldn't be more.

In fact, she guessed that it was almost the same, this cartoon tiger-shaped terracotta figurine was collected by Yin Jiabao for 200, the asking price was 1,002, and she also earned 1,000, isn't it beautiful?

Although a thousand yuan is not a lot in his industry, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still a piece of meat.

"How?"

Seeing that Zheng Shaoqiu didn't say anything, Yin Jiabao asked cautiously.

Zheng Shaoqiu was not in a hurry, he took out a cigarette unhurriedly, lit it, put it on his mouth, and took a puff unhurriedly: "As the saying goes, turnip greens, everyone has their own love, I like this thing very much, and it is also very interesting to put it at home......

"However, wouldn't it be a bit too much for a handicraft to cost 1,002?"

"Could it be that the shopkeeper has wronged me?"

Hearing this, Yin Jiabao waved his hand again and again, and said hurriedly: "No, no ......"

After a pause, he thought for a moment, and a look of embarrassment flashed on his face: "That's it, you give me eight hundred yuan, it can't be lower." ”

Lin Xiaoyue pursed her lips when she heard this, and shouted unceremoniously: "Eight hundred yuan? The cost of this thing is estimated to be less than five yuan, boss, do you really dare to ask for a price......

"Brother-in-law, this shape is ugly to death, what kind of Zhao Gongming's mount, if Zhao Gongming has this thing, he will vomit blood in anger?"

Zheng Shaoqiu smiled when he heard this, glanced at Yin Jiabao, and said lightly: "That's it, five hundred yuan, if you think it's suitable, I'll take it." ”

"It's just a handicraft, a ...... for the children at home"

Yin Jiabao pursed his lips vigorously and clapped his hands: "Okay! Since Mr. Zheng has spoken, I won't say anything." ”

"Take the five hundred dollars and take it directly. ”

You can still earn 300 yuan inside and out, which is okay.

After all, the shape of this thing is really not flattering, and he is not going to sell it.