Chapter 23: The Second Treasure (Ask for Collection)
"Three million?"
"Old man, have you watched too many treasure shows? There are not so many precious antiques in this world, and there are not so many local tyrants who can't spend enough money. It's just that there are some things that happen to meet people who need them, so they will be auctioned off at a high price all at once.
And these things in your hands, old man, seem to be true and fake, but you haven't found a suitable owner, then I will pay 300,000 yuan, which is already a sky-high price, and it can't be higher. ”
"Three hundred thousand?"
The old patriarch of Liujiazhuang frowned, and did not immediately agree to the broker's proposal.
I saw him glance back at Ye Fanchen, and couldn't help but say, "This little friend, what do you think?"
"I'm not like him. ”
Ye Fanchen shook his head, and then said with a smile: "I don't have a financier behind me, but I like antiques, so I came here to buy it." So you always ask me to make a price all at once, let alone three million, even if it is 300,000, I can't afford it. ”
"Then you ......"
The old man looked at Ye Fanchen suspiciously, not understanding what Ye Fanchen was doing here.
The old antiques in the house are now placed in front of Ye Fanchen's eyes, but Ye Fanchen doesn't look at them, which makes the old man very confused.
"I'm a person who likes words and pictures, and I'm not that keen on things like antique vases. ”
Ye Fanchen spread his hands and continued: "So you continue to chat, I'll go to the living room to take a look at the couplets hanging around." ”
The old man glanced at Ye Fanchen and did not stop him from leaving.
Seeing this scene, the broker who made the offer was slightly disappointed.
He originally thought that Ye Fanchen was here to bid with him, so he opened his mouth and said 300,000.
If he had known that Ye Fanchen was not here to bid, he could have suppressed the price and saved some more banknotes.
But.
It's too late to say anything now, so he said with a headache: "Old man, you give me a happy word, are these antiques still sold?"
If you sell it, I'll transfer it to you immediately, and then I'll take the things and leave, so that you don't have too many dreams at night. ”
The old man of Liujiazhuang glanced at him, pondered for a while, and said, "Sell, 300,000 is 300,000." ”
Seeing the old man so happy, the corner of the broker's mouth twitched for a moment, and finally transferred the money according to the promise at the beginning.
Most of the people who work as brokers will do some gray business, so they value credibility very much.
After all, if you have a bad reputation, few people dare to cooperate with you in some gray businesses, for fear that you will be black.
So in order to maintain his reputation, the broker happily settled the bill and reluctantly left with the antiques he had purchased.
The broker is gone.
The middle-aged man who had led Ye Fanchen in before couldn't help but say to the old patriarch: "Patriarch, another success, if we continue like this, our Liujiazhuang will become the next first village sooner or later." ”
"Ahem. ”
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the old patriarch of Liujiazhuang coughed lightly, and after reminding the other party that there were still people in the other party's house, he turned to look at Ye Fanchen and said, "The treasures in my family have been sold out today."
If you want antiques such as calligraphy and painting, leave a phone call if it is convenient, and if someone in the village finds this kind of treasure, how about I ask someone to call you?"
"The old man really plays a trick very slippery, but if you want to do it to me, you don't have to. ”
Ye Fanchen smiled faintly, pointed to the place where the antiques were placed just now, and said: "A worthless genuine product, with a group of fake imitations, can only fool those brokers who are not long-sighted, and it makes no sense to me at all." ”
The old man glanced at Ye Fanchen and said, "Xiaoyou is here to find fault?"
"Naturally not, on the contrary, because of my arrival, you have earned a lot, old man. ”
Ye Fanchen shook his head and said, "Otherwise, with the way the broker searched just now, do you think your worthless things can be sold for a high price of 300,000 yuan?"
"What the hell do you want to do?" the old man said hesitantly.
"Buy calligraphy and paintings. Ye Fanchen said truthfully.
"But we don't have calligraphy and painting at home!" the old man shook his head.
"No, your Liu family has. ”
Ye Fanchen turned around, pointed to a couplet hanging on the wall not far away, and said, "I want it." ”
"Xiaoyou, are you sure?"
"Sure. ”
"Not changing?"
"Don't change. ”
Seeing Ye Fanchen's sworn expression, the old patriarch couldn't help but let out a long breath and said: "Little friendly eyesight, that is something handed down from our Liu family's ancestors, if it weren't for the money shortage in our Liu family, we wouldn't sell it at all." ”
"Don't talk nonsense, you can just make a price!"
"One price, one million. ”
"Farewell. ”
After Ye Fanchen heard the old man's offer, he turned around and left without looking back.
One-step.
Two steps.
Three or four steps.
Seeing that Ye Fanchen was about to step out of the courtyard gate, the old patriarch of the Liu family stopped Ye Fanchen and said, "Xiaoyou, if you sincerely want to buy it, then I can sell it to you for 800,000 yuan." ”
"Eight hundred thousand?"
Ye Fanchen let out a long breath and turned around and said, "That's impossible, I'll give up to 80,000." ”
"Eighty thousand?" the old patriarch shook his head and said, "Impossible, this is a real old object, and if you look at the handwriting on it, it looks like a master's work." ”
"Old man, you're right, this is indeed an old object, but it's just something from the Republic of China. ”
Ye Fanchen smiled faintly, directly skipped the couplet on the right, and pointed to the couplet on the left: "If you don't believe it, old man, you can take a look at the handwriting and paper on the left, and at a glance it is the handwriting and paper of the Republic of China." For such a thing, I paid 80,000 yuan for the sake of seeing his good handwriting, otherwise I wouldn't have paid 8,000 yuan. ”
Hearing Ye Fanchen's words, the old patriarch of the Liu family in Liujiazhuang couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
His eyesight is not so good, but the things in his house have long been appraised by the so-called masters in the city.
So he knew that the couplet hanging in the living room was not a particularly precious couplet, it was basically the same as what Ye Fanchen said.
So from the very beginning, he was actually deceiving Ye Fanchen, wanting to bully Ye Fanchen for being young and blacking him, but Ye Fanchen was not fooled.
Seeing this scene, the old patriarch of the Liu family couldn't help but sigh and said, "That's it, since you sincerely want it, Xiaoyou, then this couplet of 80,000 yuan will belong to you." ”
"Deal. ”
Ye Fanchen nodded, and walked directly over to transfer money to the old man.
Pay the money in one hand.
First-hand delivery.
After the money and goods were cleared, Ye Fanchen left satisfied.
When he completed the transaction, he suddenly felt that his whole body had become refreshed.
Ye Fanchen knew.
This is because he has harvested the second treasure in his memory.