"Two hundred, I'll ask for it. The young man took the bottle and looked at it carefully for a few moments before he returned the price to the pony.

"Well, you might as well put it down. When Xiaoma heard this, he couldn't help frowning, "I said brother, 200 yuan, I can't take it, you have to have it, I want as much as I want, this bottle, but it's an old thing." ”

When the young man heard this, there was a quiet sound, and the bottle kept playing with it in his hand for a while, and he frowned, as if he was making some decision, and said to the pony: "Three hundred, three hundred at most, if you want to sell it, I will buy it." If you don't sell it, forget it. ”

Xiao Ma looked at the young man, shook his head, and said: "I see that you really like this plum bottle, let me tell you the truth, three hundred yuan, almost enough for me to get the goods, but you see that I am a person who eats and sleeps, you have to give some hard money, right? I don't shout the price of two thousand yuan, one thousand yuan, or you take it." ”

As he spoke, Pony also looked like he didn't want to talk about it anymore, as if the price of a thousand yuan was already his bottom line.

"Let me take a closer look. When the young man heard this, he had to carefully observe the bottle in his hand again.

"Look. This thing is definitely old!" the pony patted his chest and assured, "I'm telling you, in this area, you go and inquire, and the price my pony offers is definitely not black." I just got this plum bottle from an old lady last week, and it's been a long time. Look at this pulp, this glaze, and this foot, you can count it in your own heart......"

"I'll add another hundred, four hundred. You can't add more. The young man seemed to be a little fond of this bottle, otherwise, why did he fall in love with such a thing on the stall? Moreover, after listening to the pony's words for a while, his heart that was still a little hesitant couldn't help but become a little lively, "Look here, there is still a small gap here." ”

As he spoke, the young man handed the bottle in his hand to the pony and pointed to a spot on the mouth of the bottle. Not to mention, there is indeed a small opening.

"Well, you can look closely. Pony didn't care, but said with a smile, "However, this old thing will inevitably have some bumps and bumps, and it is inevitable that there will be some flaws." Well, if you really want it, we'll give some, six hundred dollars, how about it? It's not expensive at all. This bottle is going to be placed in Ciyun Zhai over there, and you will definitely not be able to take it if you don't have a thousand yuan. ”

Following the direction of the pony's finger, Jia Rudao saw a plaque of 'Tzu Yun Zhai', which vaguely showed that it was a shop specializing in porcelain business. At this time, a few people were walking in front of the store.

It seems that since Pony uses Tzu Yun Zhai as an analogy, the reputation of that shop must be good.

And the young man seemed to have known about 'Tzu Yun Zhai' for a long time, and he didn't raise his eyes to look at it at the moment, and after hesitating for a while about the bottle in his hand, he still took out a stack of money from his pocket, counted it, and then looked at the pony with some embarrassment and said: "Boss, look, I only have a total of five hundred and forty yuan, and I have to keep the fare to go back, right? Five hundred yuan, if you are willing to sell it, I will take it." ”

"This," the pony seemed to hesitate, looking at the bottle and the young man at the moment.

"Pony, you can't leave all the money for the family to go back, right?" At this time, Ah San, who was sitting on the side watching this scene, said lightly, "If you can make a move, let's let it go." ”

"Okay, it's been a morning, and it hasn't opened yet, so I'll look at you, five hundred is five hundred. So saying, the pony took the young man's money, counted it, and in a moment put it into his pocket quickly, and then took out a few old newspapers from under the cushion, wrapped them in the plum bottle, and put them in the backpack behind the young man, and the business was done.

Jia Rudao was a little amused in his heart, it turned out that this antique business was similar to the business in small commodities.

It's like Jia Nidao's maternal uncle, who is in the leather shoe business in a small commodity market in the provincial capital. In fact, after some bargaining, the final price of the transaction is often about two or three percent of the opening price.

Even so, sellers still have high profits.

Jia Rudao heard his uncle say that all shoes with a purchase price of 30 to 50 are basically three or five hundred. If you meet someone who doesn't know how to bargain, you will naturally make a lot of money. Therefore, what my uncle likes to meet most are those who pretend to be big, or some young people, who can't save face and bargain. And the most annoying thing is to meet that kind of aunt who cares about catties, and she can grind with you for a long time for three or five yuan, as if their time is as if they don't need money.

The young man just now is obviously not very good at talking about prices.

As for whether he really understands the plum vase he bought, or whether it is worth the price, from Jia Yidao's point of view, it is unknown. However, Jia Yidao is sure that when Xiaoma collects this plum bottle, it will definitely be less than five hundred yuan, and it is estimated that it will be good to have two hundred yuan.

Sure enough, looking at the smile on the pony's face, Ah San said angrily to him: "You kid, you have harmed a novice in the antique world again." ”

"Don't, Ah San, you can't say that. The things are for his own view, and the price is of his own volition. I'm not bad, but if I meet an old broker, I guess the price of a story will be more than five hundred. The pony said as he spoke, and he was amused.

"Is that thing fake?" Jia Rudao asked curiously on the side. If it is a modern imitation, it is estimated to be worth dozens of dollars. However, if this is the case, then the pony will make a price of 2,000 yuan, isn't it also a little ruthless?

As if he had seen through Jia Yidao's thoughts, Ah San said with a smile: "Whether the thing is right or not, let's not talk about it first." In this industry, what you rely on is knowledge, and what you rely on is your eyesight. No matter which everyone or an expert is, they all grow up in the constant taking of medicine, let alone novices. However, you can also see that the man, from the time he was ready to buy the plum vase, at least until now, he must have been in a good mood. Maybe you still feel like you've missed a big gap. ”

"That's right, in fact, this antique is a fun. Pony continued, "It's cliché for people like me to make a living from it. However, it is better to be able to eat with a mouthful of food. If you want to make a fortune with antiques all day long, that kind of mentality will most likely suffer a great loss. ”

In the following time, perhaps because he had just made a single business and made a lot of money, Xiaoma also opened up his conversation to Jia Nidao and Ah San, and said a lot of things that happened around him.

Let's just talk about the young man just now, in Jia Rudao's opinion, that transaction is clearly going to suffer. But for ponies, this happens every day.

The young man just now, at least look at the things he wants to buy, whether there are any defects, when he holds the plum bottle in his hand, the formula is still a bit basic, that is, when he bargains, he also has some face.

And some people dare to pay a lot of money to buy things when they don't know anything at all.

Because of what? Because of the word 'greed'.

One of the most proud deals for ponies is to weave an old-fashioned tear-jerking story from an old ink field three-color plum vase, and then sell it at a high price to a novice who has just started the industry. Supposedly, such a trick will not work at all in today's era of highly developed information dissemination.

But Xiaoma made no less than 20,000 yuan from it. Hearing this, Jia seemed to be dumbfounded.

Jia Rudao even wondered if Xiaoma was talking about cross talk, even if it wasn't, it was too condescending to squat on the antique street and set up a stall with his eloquence.