Seeing this pair of jade cups, Huo Sining's eyes couldn't help but light up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This is not the first time she and Su Qingqing have visited the antique street in S City, and she has been here before I don't know how many times, but there is nothing to gain, she didn't expect to meet such a good thing in the antique street today.

It seems that they really responded to Su Qingqing's words, they were robbers and escaped death today, maybe it was really because of the luck problem.

Huo Sining felt that after she went back from shopping, she must go to see the old yellow calendar to see if it was a good day to open the city and avoid traveling.

Everyone could clearly feel the heat and eagerness in the eyes of the man next to him, but obviously, the owner of this pair of jade cups, that is, the vendor in front of him, did not think that 500,000 yuan could trade his pair of jade cups, so the two of them were deadlocked, and no one would let go.

Huo Sining raised his head and looked at the stall owner, this person was only in his twenties, his skin was a little dark, but he looked very kind, of course, if his face hadn't sunk now.

But I don't know why, Huo Sining always felt that this stall owner was a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't name it.

"Mr. Song, I made it very clear to you at the market ten days ago, if I hadn't told you at the beginning, I wouldn't have come out with this pair of cups today. Without a million, I won't shoot this pair of cups, you just have to die. ”

When Mr. Song heard this, his face was extremely pale, and a gloomy color flashed in his eyes, but he obviously hadn't given up yet:

"Little brother, your cup is good, but it's the price when you put it on the store, and one million is really expensive. Besides, I was introduced by your uncle, how about selling me a favor for the sake of your uncle's face?"

When the peddler heard this, a look of impatience suddenly appeared on his face, and he sneered, and asked:

"Joke, the business we negotiated was the first thing you broke your promise, why should I sell your favor? Besides, my brother has to settle accounts, and there is no father and son in the business, Mr. Song, do you think my uncle's face works?"

"As for the 500,000 yuan you said, do you really think I don't understand the market? I am a luminous cup of the Song Dynasty, which is completely preserved, and I can't buy it at any auction house without one or two million. If my uncle hadn't introduced you to buy it, did you think I would have sold it to you for 500,000 yuan?"

"Song Dynasty luminous cup?!"

The words of the small vendor owner surprised many people around him.

People who come to the antique street are a little knowledgeable, and they are basically holding the idea of picking up leaks, and now they hear that there is a pair of luminous cups of the Song Dynasty here, and they are in an uproar.

Huo Sining couldn't help but look down at the cup.

Although she didn't get started, she had a strong instinct that this cup was definitely a real old thing.

The more antiques she has come into contact with now, the more sensitive she is to the purple qi on the antiquities, just squatting next to this pair of jade cups, she feels that the purple qi on the cup seems to be overflowing, and even her breathing is a lot fresher and more comfortable.

This is the case only with centuries-old antiques.

And this pair of cups, whether from the jade color or from the appearance of the analysis, is very likely to be the Lantian jade cup of the Song Dynasty.

Hundreds of years of cups, and the preservation is very complete, 500,000 to buy, a change of hands can be more than doubled, not to mention the price of jade in the Song Dynasty has risen sharply in recent years, do not change hands, put it at home to collect it is also very appreciative.

The people around began to talk about it, some people showed a hint of jealousy and greed in their eyes, and some people had their eyes flashing, not knowing what other thoughts they had.

Of course, there are also people who are eager to try, if it weren't for the fact that Mr. Song didn't say he wouldn't buy it, they would have already shouted the price.

This is also a rule in the antique world, when someone is looking at something, unless he clearly says that he doesn't want it, no one else can just interject and shout for it.

That Mr. Song obviously understood this rule, but he only had 500,000 in his hand.

At the beginning, the price negotiated with the vendor was 1 million, but he thought that the vendor did not understand the value of the pair of cups, and wanted to rely on a few words of foolery to suppress the price.

But Mr. Song didn't expect that this young vendor didn't sell his face at all, not only told the secret of the cup, but also unceremoniously accused him of character problems, which made Mr. Song feel embarrassed and annoyed.

The antique trade is like this, no one can say the price for sure, but in order to conclude the transaction, it must be completed with both money and goods.

Now that the vendor is not pretending, Mr. Song has to weigh the deal carefully if he wants to talk about it, and it is obvious that the vendor is not easy to fool.

He thought for a few seconds, and his eyes turned a few times before he spoke:

"Ah Liang, antiques are not something that you can count as soon as you open your mouth, who can tell whether it is true or false. Your cup has not been appraised by experts, who knows if it is a real Song Dynasty object. ”

"In this way, I will add another 100,000, and you should also know that if an antique is really worthy of its name, it cannot be sold without expert identification. The 100,000 yuan is the appraisal fee you sent to the testing center, what do you think?"

This Mr. Song doesn't feel ashamed to say this, it doesn't matter if someone else's one million things are turned into 500,000 by him, everyone can understand the psychology of wanting to pick it up.

But the seller has already made the origin of this cup clear, and he still wants to lower the price, and even the appraisal fee has to be calculated on the seller's head, which is really shameless!

The people around understood what Mr. Song meant, and their faces showed disdain, Huo Sining listened on the side, and couldn't help but pout and show a little disdain.

"In that case, then we have nothing to say, Mr. Song, our transaction is canceled, and I won't sell this pair of cups. ”

When the peddler heard this, he gathered the pair of glow-in-the-dark cups into a wooden box.

Then he picked up the tarpaulin on the stall in two by three, put it in the backpack behind him along with the box, and regardless of the onlookers, he stood up and prepared to leave.

"You!"

Mr. Song didn't expect that this vendor would actually close the stall and leave without saying a word, and he was immediately annoyed and angry, and looked at the vendor with a blue face and resentful eyes.

"Hmph, Zhao Yuliang, don't blame me for not reminding you, your cup can't be sold without expert appraisal. Your mother is waiting for money for surgery, I want to see how long you can be tough!"

Hearing this name, Huo Sining couldn't help but be stunned.

She said that where she had seen this peddler, it turned out to be him! )