Chapter 390: Night Market Bargaining [Asking for Subscriptions, Asking for Rewards]
The water in the antique thing is very deep, and Lu Lin doesn't like these things very much, so he has never touched on antique calligraphy and painting.
However, not being involved does not mean that he does not understand, besides, Lu Lin also has a system with a golden finger on his body, there is really no industry in this world that can stump him, as long as he is willing, he can immediately master all the knowledge of antique identification by spending a little interstellar coin.
As soon as he came to the night market where antiques, calligraphy and paintings were bought and sold, Luo Zhixiang became excited, as if he was a child entering a playground.
Lu Lin never expected that a young and energetic star like Luo Zhixiang would be so fond of antiques? ?
At this moment, Luo Zhixiang suddenly squatted on a stall, pointed to a purple clay pot placed on the stall, and whispered to Lu Lin: "How is it, Lao Lu, what do you think of this thing? I feel that this thing may be real!"
Lu Lin: "......"
For a while, Lu Lin was also speechless, you can tell if it is true or false at a glance from a distance? Do you really think that you are not a master of antique appraisal?
After thinking about it, Lu Lin couldn't help but persuade Luo Zhixiang and said, "You haven't even seen this thing, how do you know that it's real?"
Luo Zhixiang smiled slightly, pointed to the purple clay pot on the stall and smiled slightly, and whispered to Lu Lin again: "Look at this luster, look at the color, this is absolutely genuine, if not, I Luo Zhixiang wrote the three words upside down!"
Seeing Luo Zhixiang's sworn look, the corners of Lu Lin's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly, and he stretched out his hand to point to the purple clay pot placed on the carpet, and asked the stall owner, "Anyway, how much does this thing sell for?"
The stall owner is a middle-aged man in his thirties, but he looks very fashionable in his clothes, and he is obviously a frequent owner who plays outside.
Immediately, the stall owner glanced up at Lu Lin, and said with a chuckle: "39,888 Hong Kong dollars, no counteroffer!"
The price of a purple clay pot is nearly 40,000 Hong Kong dollars, which is almost equivalent to more than 36,000 RMB.
To be honest, this price is not a matter for Lu Lin and Luo Zhixiang.
However, Lu Lin knew at a glance that this purple clay pot was not worth the price at all, and it was worth about four or five hundred Hong Kong dollars at most.
After carefully staring at the purple clay pot on the stall twice, Lu Lin smiled slightly and said to the stall owner: "Four hundred Hong Kong dollars, how about it? If you have four hundred Hong Kong dollars, I will take it!"
"Four hundred Hong Kong dollars, hehe, are you kidding me?" The stall owner looked at Lu Lin angrily, waved his hand and said, "Where are you going to stay cool, this purple clay pot, I won't sell it." ”
"If you don't sell it, you won't sell it, then let's go!" Lu Lin smiled slightly, pulled Luo Zhixiang to turn around and leave, as if he really didn't want to buy it.
Immediately, less than three seconds later, the stall owner suddenly shouted to Lu Lin and said: "This young boy, 400 Hong Kong dollars is too low for you, or 4,000 Hong Kong dollars, I will sell it to you." ”
"Four hundred Hong Kong dollars, that's four hundred Hong Kong dollars, I won't buy any more. Lu Lin turned his head and glanced at the stall owner and said lightly.
"A thousand Hong Kong dollars, how about it?" said the stall owner with a pained face.
"Four hundred Hong Kong dollars!" Lu Lin didn't give way.
After the stall owner was silent for a while, he finally waved his hand at Lu Lin and said, "Okay, okay, four hundred Hong Kong dollars, you can take it!"
Luo Zhixiang stood aside with a shocked face, he couldn't believe that Lu Lin's bargaining was so powerful, if it were for him, it was estimated that 30,000 Hong Kong dollars would be bought.
Immediately, after paying the stall owner 400 Hong Kong dollars, Lu Lin took the purple clay pot from the stall and handed it to Luo Zhixiang, and said with a slight smile: "Don't you like this purple clay pot?
"Ahh Huh, give it to me?" Luo Zhixiang was slightly stunned, looked at Lu Lin in disbelief and muttered rhetorically.
Lu Lin chuckled lightly and said, "Of course it was given to you, didn't you say that if this is a fake, you Luo Zhixiang will write the three words upside down? Let me tell you, this is actually a fake, otherwise it would be impossible for someone to sell it to me for 400 yuan." ”
"Is this a fake? Why don't I believe it?"
Luo Zhixiang took the purple clay pot in his hand and looked left and right, and he didn't believe that the purple clay pot he was holding in his hand would be a fake, because the color was so gorgeous, and the style was also very special.
Lu Lin smiled slightly, and couldn't help but point to the purple clay pot in Luo Zhixiang's hand and said: "If you don't believe it, then you add some water to this purple clay pot, and then use the light to shine inside, do you believe it or not, you can see the words 'Made in Yixing'?"
"Made in Yixing?How is this possible?!"
Luo Zhixiang didn't believe what Lu Lin said at all, so he hurriedly bought a bottle of mineral water and poured it in, and then took his mobile phone and turned on the light to shine inside.
Don't say it, as soon as the light shone into the purple clay pot filled with water, Luo Zhixiang really saw the four boys of 'Made in Yixing', which were introduced into his eyes through the refraction of the water surface and light.
"This ..... This is really made in Yixing!"
Luo Zhixiang was dumbfounded, he couldn't believe what he saw, why did he really look away?
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