"This fake won't be returned?" As soon as he got out of the door of the antique shop, the old god couldn't wait to ask, "You just said that this porcelain vase is a treasure, do you have any better plans?"

"I have a general idea, but it takes a little time and luck, if you do it properly, your fake yuan blue and white net worth can immediately multiply several times, and sell the price of the real thing. Han Ye nodded and said.

Originally, he was too lazy to make a move for this small profit, but the owner of the antique shop took advantage of it, and he was so arrogant and spoke so annoyingly.

If he didn't give the other party a little color to see, he would really feel a little unhappy in his heart.

When the old god stick heard that this fake yuan blue and white could make a move, and his value doubled, he couldn't help but smile, and the heartache and unwillingness in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Others may not know Han Ye's ability, but he knows it well.

Since Han Ye said that he could sell this fake, it would be quite dramatic.

He smiled flatteringly, leaned over to Han Ye, and asked a little anxiously how to operate and what he could do to help.

Han Ye didn't say much, just moved the porcelain vase back to the store, and then entered the alchemy room, closing the door.

Although the old god stick wanted to go outside the door of the alchemy room to inquire about the situation.

However, he also knew that it would be in vain, and he couldn't find out what to do, so he finally dispelled the idea.

So, he forcibly resisted his eagerness and settled down to continue his business.

After about two hours, the door of the alchemy room finally opened, and Han Ye walked out of the alchemy room holding the porcelain bottle.

The old god couldn't wait to greet him, put on a smiling face, and asked expectantly, "How is it?"

"Of course it works. Han Ye put the porcelain vase in his hand: "You take this porcelain vase to the antique shop next door to Jinbao Pavilion to sell it, starting from one million, and there is no upper limit." ”

The old god stick was startled, and asked tentatively, "Starting with a million......?" Isn't it a little too high?"

Han Ye said: "It's definitely not high, you just do what I say." It's just that how long this porcelain vase can be sold depends on your luck. ”

As soon as the old god stick heard that the porcelain vase in his arms was worth so much money, he immediately took it cautiously, and looked at it carefully over and over again, wanting to see what Han Ye had done to this porcelain vase.

He found that this porcelain vase seemed to be a little different from before, as if it was more aura.

But this is purely a feeling, and he can't say what exactly has changed.

Anyway, since Han Ye said that this porcelain vase can be sold for more than one million, it must be worth that price.

According to Han Ye's instructions, he put the porcelain vase in an antique shop next door to Jinbao Pavilion, and asked the shopkeeper to put the porcelain vase in the most conspicuous position, with a price tag of one million.

The boss is also a veteran of the antique industry, so he can naturally see at a glance that this Yuan Qinghua is a genuine fake.

What's more, in order to return the goods in the afternoon, the old god stick also quarreled with the boss of the Jinbao Pavilion next door, and he could see it clearly.

Now, such an obvious fake is actually sold at a price of millions!

If it weren't for the fact that the person in front of him was Zhao Banxian, who was famous in the province, and if it weren't for Zhao Banxian's prepayment of 10,000 yuan, he was afraid that he would think that the other party was crazy about money, and he would have kicked the other party out of the store long ago!

The porcelain vase was consigned, and the old god stick didn't stay, and left directly, he still had several orders of business to do today.

As soon as he left with his front foot, the owner of Jinbao Pavilion entered the antique shop next door with his back foot.

"Oh, Lao Liu, what did the old liar surnamed Zhao do here with you just now?"

"It's nothing, just put a porcelain vase on consignment with me. Lao Liu replied.

"Isn't this the yuan blue and white that I sold him? The old liar took a look, and as a result, he couldn't return it to me, but he didn't expect to put it here to sell it to you. ”

Lao Liu shook his head and said: "Not only let me sell it, but the price starts at one million, and I am afraid that it will be a little difficult to sell it." ”

"The price starts at a million? The old god stick can't be crazy about money, right?" The owner of Jinbao Pavilion was taken aback at first, and then laughed, as if he had heard something very ridiculous, "What fool would spend a million to buy such a crude imitation? Even if his brain is in water, he won't take a million to waste." I'm afraid you won't be able to sell this bottle for a hundred years. ”

Lao Liu said indifferently: "Anyway, it is placed on the counter, and it doesn't take up any space, he also paid me 10,000 yuan in advance, even if it is not sold, this 10,000 yuan is also mine, and I have no loss." In case if there is really a lot of money and a stupid person buys it, I can still get 20% of the commission, and I won't lose it anyway, so why not?"

The boss of Jinbao Pavilion sneered, and said very firmly: "If this porcelain vase is priced a little lower and luckier, maybe it can really fool one or two fools." The price is so high, even the layman will be a little hesitant when paying for it, and he will definitely have to find someone to identify it. After all, no one's money is blown by the wind.

As long as it is identified, this blue and white is guaranteed to be exposed!

I bet this vase won't sell!"

Lao Liu smiled and said, "What if it is really sold?"

The owner of Jinbao Pavilion said with a grin: "Then I will chew this porcelain bottle and swallow it!"

Before he could finish speaking, a tall figure suddenly flashed in from outside.

The owner of Jinbao Pavilion turned his head to look, and saw that this person was in his thirties, with a lofty spirit, wearing casual clothes, and there were no other superfluous accessories except for the white jade wrench on his thumb.

However, the boss of Jinbao Pavilion knew that the white jade wrench was the authentic mutton fat jade wrench used by the Qianlong Emperor, and the price was expensive, at least two million or more.

Such a valuable antique is usually regarded as a treasure of the town store and hidden in a safe.

But this person wears it with him, and on this antique street, only Yang Chengye, the small owner of Jubaolou, has such strength and courage.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Yang from Jubaolou? Why did you suddenly think of coming to my small shop? Lao Liu reacted first, quickly stood up, and greeted him with a smile.

Jubaolou is the oldest and most powerful antique dealer in Nanling City and even the entire Central and Southern Province.

The antique shop with the best location and the largest scale in the antique street is the property of Jubaolou.

As long as you are in the antique industry, you know that the most expensive and rare antiques in the entire Central and Southern Province are in the treasure building.

Jubaolou never sells imitations, only old objects.

Of course, the price of the antiques it sells is also quite amazing.

Now, such an heir to the industry leader suddenly appeared in the store, and Lao Liu naturally wanted to seize the opportunity to flatter him.

Yang Chengye said very casually: "It's nothing, it's just a whim, I want to come in and shop, and by the way, see if you have any good goods in this store recently." ”

Lao Liu said with a smile: "There are countless treasures in the treasure building, where can the things in my small shop get into your eyes?"

"That's not necessarily, as long as you have a pair of discerning eyes, you can find treasures anywhere. Yang Chengye replied as he swept the antique shop with his eyes.

Although he is only in his early thirties, he has been immersed in the antique industry for many years, and his eyes have already been trained to be very vicious.

Whether something is good or not, you can judge it at a glance.

I don't know if he was too picky, or if there really wasn't anything good in the store, but after a glance, he didn't find anything very agreeable, so he planned to leave.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he turned around again, picked up the Yuan blue and white imitation placed in the most conspicuous place on the counter, and looked at it carefully with wide eyes.

Lao Liu and the boss of Jinbao Pavilion glanced at each other, both a little inexplicable, not knowing why Yang Chengye was interested in such a rough imitation.

If it was someone else, Lao Liu would have felt that he had come over at this time, and used the story that had already been made up to fool the other party fiercely, persuading the other party to pay for this imitation.

But since the other party is the small boss of the Treasure Pavilion, he doesn't dare to dig a pit and stumble like this, otherwise he won't want to mix in the antique street in the future.

Lao Liu coughed and reminded kindly: "Mr. Yang, that Yuan blue and white is a new imitation." ”

"I knew it was new. Yang Chengye replied briefly, "However, it seems to be a little different from ordinary imitations, which makes me a little interested." ”

Speaking of which, he had already carefully inspected the outside of the porcelain vase, and found nothing, so he opened the cap of the porcelain vase and looked inside the porcelain vase.

As soon as he opened the cap, his face changed suddenly, as if he had discovered some secret, and he showed a look of great shock.

He got closer and looked carefully into the porcelain vase for a while, then turned his head and asked Lao Liu anxiously: "How much is this bottle willing to sell?"

Lao Liu and the boss of Jinbao Pavilion were amazed.

Yang Chengye's vision has always been very high, ordinary old objects can't enter his eyes, he is interested in a fake Yuan blue and white, it is already incredible, and now he actually wants to buy this fake!

Didn't Jubaolou never buy fakes? Why has it completely changed today?

However, since Yang Chengye inquired about the price, Lao Liu still replied tentatively: "One ...... Million. The bottle starts at one million. ”

If it were other customers, it would be possible for Lao Liu to double the price, but the other party was Yang Chengye, and he felt quite empty when he opened one million.

Who knew that Yang Chengye didn't pay back the price, so he agreed: "One million? Okay! ”

Before he could finish speaking, a voice suddenly interjected from outside the store: "Wait a minute! Show me this bottle, and if it suits me, I'm willing to pay a higher price." ”

The three people in the store turned their heads to look at the voice, and saw a man who was about the same age as Yang Chengye and had a sturdy physique striding in.

Lao Liu and the boss of Jinbao Pavilion couldn't help but look at each other.

The porcelain vase is obviously an imitation of a not very good one, Yang Chengye is willing to pay one million to buy it, which is enough to shock them, and now he actually kills another Cheng Biting Gold halfway, wanting to buy this bottle back.

What is the value of such a rotten porcelain vase that attracts these two people to be willing to buy it at a high price?

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