"It's the first time I've prepared for the blood exchange, so I can't give you a clear answer, I can only say that it has a great impact on the success rate and the final effect, after all, bone crystal is one of the most critical items!" Granny Yang groaned slightly.

"Okay, I'll let people go all out to find it now!" As soon as Ouyang Feng heard this, he immediately decided to do whatever it takes, after all, it was used on him, even if the success rate was only a little more, the effect was only a little more, and it was worth his efforts.

When Ouyang Feng conveyed the order, at Ximen's house, Ximenhai finally took everything out of the box, and there were dozens of pieces.

"Brother Hai, is this your family heirloom?" Before Tang Yin and the others could speak, Boss Song couldn't help but speak.

He originally sold a secret book to Tang Yin, and made a huge sum of money that he never expected, and he was so happy that he almost became nervous, and he didn't sleep well for several nights.

Then he started to think, since he could earn the first one, could he find an opportunity to earn a second one, and even more.

But he himself was gone, so he began to rack his brains and think, who has?

Later, he remembered Ximenhai, the two of them were on the same period of time, and he had some understanding of the Ximen family.

So after delivering food to Tang Yin this morning, he met Ximenhai on the road, and the alliance went over to inquire.

When he asked, he was overjoyed.

Ximenhai told him that there was a big box at home, and the items left by the ancestors were all genuine old objects.

Boss Song, who was excited, directly thought of making a fortune, so he agreed with Ximenhai that he would take 30% of the things sold.

After the agreement, he didn't even have time to check the real thing, so he went to find Tang Yin in a hurry.

I didn't expect this to be the case now, the plan to make a fortune ended as soon as it began, and you can imagine how disappointed he was in his heart.

"Yes!" Ximenhai said seriously.

It is indeed passed down from generation to generation by their ancestors, and they are all genuine old objects, all of which are authentic.

While they were talking, Tang Yuan had already squatted on the ground and picked up a wooden bar the thickness of a child's arm.

Seeing that Tang Yin had done it, Boss Song was in no mood to complain to Ximenhai, so don't hurry to Tang Yin's side.

There were seven Scarface men, and some of them wanted to leave at this time, and there was a pile of rags on the ground, which really disappointed them.

"Mr. Tang, what is this?" asked Boss Song as he looked at the small wooden strip that Tang Yin picked up, with a faint hint of hope.

"It's a paperweight!" Tang Yin said casually.

"Paperweight, I've heard that when those literati wrote in ancient times, they would use a thing to press the paper, is that thing called a paperweight?" Boss Song's eyes lit up, the things used by the ancient literati should be worth a few dollars, right?

Tang Yin nodded, although Boss Song's words were a little white, there was nothing wrong with the meaning expressed.

"Is it worth the money?"

"Whether it's worth it depends on the materials it makes, the craftsmanship it makes, and who uses it. Tang Yin said and watched.

"Is this one in your hand worth anything?"

"I'm the one who collects things, do you think I'll tell you if it's worth it?" Tang Yin smiled, and this time he didn't answer.

Boss Song smiled a little awkwardly, human nature.

If he goes to collect an antique, even if it is a very valuable antique, he will not tell the owner of the antique that the antique is very valuable.

Now it is a peaceful and prosperous era, and the antique industry is hot.

Even ordinary people, how many people know some things about the antique industry, including the much-talked-about leaks.

If the person who collects antiques, what

It's all clear that the owner of the antique will be stupid enough to let him pick up the leak?

"What then?" asked Boss Song unwillingly.

"There is a way, I can appraise the antiques in detail, and even give an estimate, and then you have two choices, one of which is to sell it to me at 70% of the market price, and the other is to pay an appraisal fee of 10% of the market price, how do you choose?" Tang Yin looked at Ximen Hai and asked.

Antique appraisal, it looks like just looking at giving a conclusion, looks very simple, and it doesn't seem to need to pay anything.

In reality, however, antique appraisal is also a technical task.

A real antique appraiser, before appraising antiques, needs to master a large amount of knowledge, in order to make accurate judgments according to the characteristics of antiques when appraising.

The process of mastering a large amount of knowledge is a long-term learning process, but this process is generally unknown to outsiders.

Ordinary people only see the process of appraiser's appraisal, not the long-term and painstaking learning process before he becomes an appraiser.

Because it takes a long time to study hard before becoming an appraiser, antique appraisers charge a fee, and the fees are quite not cheap.

"Okay!" Ximenhai agreed.

"Since you agree, I'll talk about this paperweight!" Tang Yin said and wiped it vigorously with his fingers, and the stubborn stains on the dirty surface of the paperweight were forcefully rubbed off, revealing a golden brilliance.

Without waiting for Tang Yin to speak, everyone's eyes lit up.

The golden brilliance of the water ripples on the surface of the paperweight is extraordinary at a glance, and it must be a good thing of value.

Even the seven people who were about to leave just now gave up the idea of leaving, although this is not a martial arts item, but it is a really good thing.

"This is a golden silk nan ebony paperweight, the selection of the best golden silk nan ebony, although only after the simplest processing, but the raw materials are very valuable, the market price is at least 500,000!" Tang Yin said simply.

"Is such a small piece of wood worth 500,000?" The most surprised person was the honest Ximenhai.

The items left by the ancestors were turned over more than once when he was a child, but he never thought that they would be so valuable.

"Of course, how do you choose, do you give me an appraisal fee of 10% of the market price, 50,000, or sell it to me at a price of 70% of the market price, 350,000?" Tang Yin gave Ximenhai a choice.

Ebony paperweights are indeed good things, and they are also relatively best-selling antiques, but they are not Tang Yin's inevitable obtain.

"Mr. Tang, can you be sure that the market price is 500,000?" Boss Song's eyes rolled, and an idea rose in his heart.

"Boss Song, as a middleman, don't think crookedly!" Tang Yin's face sank slightly, warning Boss Song.

In the antique industry, there are many people like Boss Song, who act as middlemen and match buyers and sellers.

As a middleman, there are also some rules that must be followed.

They can only be middlemen, they can't participate in the buying and selling, even if they want to buy, they can only wait for the buyer, and the seller doesn't make a deal.

Therefore, Tang Yin was very displeased with Boss Song's behavior.

"I'll sell it to you!" said Simon Hai thought.

"Brother Hai, can't you take out 50,000 yuan?" Boss Song hated that iron could not become steel, the market value was 500,000, but it was only 350,000 when sold to Tang Yin, so he would make 150,000 less money.

If Ximenhai takes out 50,000 yuan and sells it for 500,000 yuan, he can get 450,000 yuan, which is equivalent to making an extra 100,000 yuan.

"If I were to sell it, I would definitely not be able to sell it for 350,000 yuan!" Ximenhai shook his head.

"You still had some insight at that time!" Tang Yin nodded.

If it was really Ximenhai and took it out

Sell, let alone 350,000, I'm afraid it may not be sold even if it is 3,000.

The water in the antiques industry is too deep, and if a layman ventures in, the biggest possibility is to go bankrupt.

"Such a small object can be sold for 350,000 yuan?" Scarface became interested and squatted down.

It's just a small dirty wooden strip, which can be sold for 350,000 yuan in a blink of an eye, and he didn't expect it at all.

As a supernatural powerhouse, although he came here for some old martial arts things, he also likes money.

Now there is an opportunity to make money, and of course it will not be easy to leave.

Ye Hongyun, who had been squatting beside Tang Yin, saw that the seven people did not leave, but squatted down, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Are antiques so easy to make money?

She couldn't be clearer that Tang Yin could make money smoothly and smoothly pick out valuable antiques, because Tang Yin was a very powerful antique appraiser.

People who can't identify real antiques want to make money in the antique industry, unless they hire a very powerful palm, otherwise how much money can only be wasted.

She wasn't optimistic about the seven people staying.

At this moment, Tang Yin reached out and grabbed a vest.

That's right, it's a dirty vest, but it looks like it's of good quality because the fabric is thicker.

"I said Brother Hai, why did you throw the vest you wore here, even if it was thrown in ten or eight years ago, it can't become an antique!" Boss Song covered his eyes and couldn't look at it.

"This is not the vest I wore, I had it when I was young!" When Ximenhai heard this, he hurriedly defended that it was not his vest.

The vest in Tang Yin's hand looks different from ordinary vests, there are no traces of stitching, no stitches, and it looks like it is directly imitated.

"He's right, maybe he once wore it, but this is definitely left by his ancestors, not his vest thrown in!" Tang Yin said with a satisfied smile.

I didn't expect such a good thing, it's worth the trip!

"Boss Tang, is this vest a good thing? Can it be more valuable than Jin Si Nan ebony paperweight?" Boss Song's eyes lit up, is it another good thing?

The better the thing, the higher the price, and the more money he can earn in the case of a fixed percentage of the commission.

"Jin Si Nan ebony paperweight, not worthy of being compared to him at all!"

"So it's a treasure?"

"Baby, of course!"

"What kind of baby?"

"Soft gold silk vest, also called soft gold vest, of course you may not have heard of this name, but I can tell you, it is a treasure!"

"You say he's a soft gold silk vest?" Before Boss Song could speak, Ye Hongyun and four of the other seven people all exclaimed in unison.

Then a pair of shining eyes stared at the dirty vest in Tang Yin's hand, and he couldn't move it anymore.

It's like a dirty vest is a powerful magnet, with extraordinary magnetic power, and it attracts their eyes.

"This Mr. Tang, can you be sure that this is a soft gold silk vest?" The scarface man approached Tang Yin's side, and almost reached out to grab it directly.

He didn't grab it directly, because he wasn't sure yet.

That's why I came to Tang Yin's side and wanted Tang Yin to give an answer, which proved whether it was a soft gold silk vest or not.

"What is a soft gold silk vest?" Seeing everyone's reaction and realizing that it was a treasure, Boss Song was simply scratching his heart, because he had never heard of a soft gold silk vest, and the only one among the people who could give him an answer was Tang Yin, the fierce and vicious scarface man He didn't dare to ask.