Chapter 219: 20 million

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Wang Zheng may not know much about the artistic value of a piece of positive Yuan blue and white, but he is clear about its market value. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info If the 'Yuan Blue and White Entwined Lotus Peony Cloud Dragon Pattern Plum Vase' in front of you is genuine, then its price will be no less than 15 million!

15 million is not a small number for the current Wang Zheng. Therefore, even if he takes care of Wang Ying's face, at such an important moment, he must let Wang Sen, who is more trusting, come out.

Looking at Wang Sen, who came to the front under Wang Zheng's command and seriously appraised the plum bottle, the expressions of the people around him were different.

Qian honestly had an inquisitive and curious look in his eyes. Zhang Zijing's face looked indifferent, compared to Wang Sen, he obviously cared more about this priceless Yuan blue and white plum vase.

And Wang Ying's face did not have the anger that Wang Zheng expected, but looked at Wang Sen, who was meticulous in inspection, and showed a trace of nervousness.

Obviously, he cares more about the correctness of his appraisal results than Wang Zheng's distrust.

"Boss, no problem!"

About five or six minutes later, after Wang Sen put away the magnifying glass he was carrying, he nodded at Wang Zheng.

"Boss Qian, let's talk about the price of this plum bottle, right?" After breathing a sigh of relief in his heart, Wang Zheng said.

"Hehe, Boss Wang, don't be in a hurry about the transaction, it's not too late for us to talk about the price after reading the latter piece!"

Looking at the smiling Qian honestly, Wang Zheng didn't refute it.

"Then bother the boss of the money, take out the things and let us see!"

"Well said!"

The promised Qian honestly opened the box next to it, 55 cm long, 15 cm wide, 10 cm high, wrapped in red brocade outside.

On the golden flannel lining, a scroll of paper that had faintly yellowed appeared in front of everyone. Qian honestly took it out carefully, put it on the table, unfastened the red rope buckle in the middle, pressed it to the side, and gently unfolded the scroll.

Soon, a landscape painting depicting mountains, streams, and figures standing in boats appeared.

"Lower Riba people, this is Mr. Daqian's posthumous work?"

Seeing the seal in the lower right corner of the scroll, Wang Ying couldn't help but be surprised.

"Mr. Wang has good eyesight, this is indeed Mr. Daqian's real work "Hou Chibi Map"!"

"Good stuff!"

Zhang Zijing couldn't help but sigh, and leaned over expectantly.

Because of Zhang Daqian's thunderous reputation, Wang Zheng couldn't help but come up and take a look twice. Although he is not familiar with Chinese painting, he also admits that this "Later Red Cliff Picture" is indeed very expressive.

After examining the whole painting up and down, Wang Zheng finished his eyes and immediately beckoned Wang Sen to come over.

The final appraisal results are still genuine.

didn't bother Zhang Zijing and Wang Zheng's appreciation, Wang Zheng privately asked the market price of the painting, stood up and walked to Qian Laoshi's side.

"Boss Qian, I like these two antiques very much, now let's talk about the price!"

"It's good if Boss Wang likes it. However, our antiques are not two, counting the 'Northern Song Dynasty Yaozhou kiln carved peony jar' at the beginning, there are three in total!"

Looking at the three fingers raised by Qian Laoshi, Wang Zheng smiled and shook his head, "Forget about that peony jar from Yaozhou kiln, I'm not interested in it." ”

"Oh, does Boss Wang think that my peony jar is a fake?" Qian Laoshi's eyes flashed, and he asked with a smile.

"Is it a fake money, the boss should have it in his heart!"

"Boss Wang's words can be said that I'm 'the second monk is confused'! This 'Northern Song Dynasty Yaozhou Kiln Peony Jar' is an antique that I have collected with great difficulty, if Boss Wang has to say that it is a fake, then you have to give me an explanation! Otherwise, today's incident will spread out, and it will be difficult for me to sell this thing!"

Wang Zheng smiled slightly, "Since Boss Qian wants an explanation, then I will give you an explanation!"

"Please!"

"Move, flower, pick, wood!" Wang Zheng looked at Qian's honest and emaciated face and said word by word.

Looking at Qian Laoshi's abruptly constricted pupils, and a hint of nervousness in his expression, Wang Zheng smiled and continued: "Now we can talk about the price of two antiques, right?"

"Hehe, of course!"

Qian honestly snorted and hid the embarrassment on his face. And Wang Zheng's failure to pursue it also made him feel relieved. But before, he never expected that his seamless high-imitation 'Yaozhou Kiln Peony Jar' could be seen through by the young man in front of him.

"That's not right!"

Thinking of this, Qian honestly suddenly understood.

It was not Wang Zheng who really saw through his high imitation, but the middle-aged man in a black suit with a serious expression who was always standing behind him.

"It seems that there are a lot of talented people around Boss Wang!"

Wang Zheng knew that he was talking about Wang Sen, "Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to come to Boss Qian's place as a guest." ”

"Boss Wang said with a smile, I'm not a Longtan tiger's den here. After a pause, Qian Laoshi's expression was slightly solemn, and he raised his right hand again, clasped his thumb and index finger, and raised his three fingers, "30 million!"

"30 million?" Wang Zheng shook his head slightly, held Qian Laoshi's right hand and pressed down two of the three fingers, "12 million!"

"12 million, Boss Wang, you are too insincere!"

"Boss Qian's 30 million is also a 'lion's big mouth'!" Wang Zheng said unceremoniously.

Of course, Qian honestly knows that the price of 30 million is much higher than the market price of the two antiques, but if it is not high at the beginning, how can he bargain?

"Why don't we each take a step back, 25 million ......!"

"Boss Qian, everyone is a peer, how much is the market price of the two antiques, we each have a number in our hearts, so don't play those imaginary ones, 18 million, if we can, we will make a deal, if not, then I won't come today!" Wang Zheng interrupted the other party.

Wang Zheng, who had already asked Wang Sen about the true value of the two antiques, had enough confidence to say this in his heart.

Looking at the firm eyes of the young man opposite, Qian honestly knew that he didn't have much room for bargaining, but 18 million was still a little short of the price he could accept.

"20 million! This is the lowest price I can accept!"

"Deal!"

Looking at Wang Zheng's suddenly smiling face, Qian honestly suddenly understood that he had lost half of the previous confrontation. Accidentally, he was set out of his reserve price by the other party. However, he does not suffer a loss at the transaction price of 20 million, even if it is auctioned, after deducting the handling fee, he may not be able to make so much.

But being dragged by the nose by a young man always makes Qian honestly feel a little uncomfortable. However, the facts are established, Qian honestly suppressed this unhappiness in his heart, and held Wang Zheng's right hand that took the initiative to stretch out.

"Deal!"

Hearing these two words, Wang Zheng also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Just now, he was really afraid that Qian would honestly disagree. Because he is reluctant to give up two second-class cultural relics that can be called high-quality.

"Does Boss Qian want a transfer or a check?"

"Transfer the money, the check has to go to the bank to be transferred, it's too troublesome!"

"Okay, please ask Boss Qian to prepare the contract!"

"Wait a minute!"

Qian honestly instructed the young man next to him to call Junzi to go outside and get an official copy of the antique trade contract, in duplicate, and after Wang Zheng checked that there was no problem, he signed his name on it.

After Wang Lei's money is transferred, this transaction can be regarded as truly completed.

"Boss Wang, happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!" The two shook hands, and Wang Zheng said, "This is my business card, if Boss Qian has any good things here, you can call me." ”

After taking the business card in Wang Zheng's hand and looking at it twice, Qian honestly put it in his pocket.

"Definitely!"

"Old Qian, why wait until later. It's rare to meet a high-roller like Boss Wang, don't hide your stuff at the bottom of the box, take out a piece and sell it today, right?"

As he spoke, Zhang Zijing walked over. Wang Ying followed behind him.

When two like-minded people were trading honestly with Wang Zheng and Qian, they both focused on two exquisite antiques. It wasn't until now, when the transaction was completed and the things were taken away by Wang Gan, that he came over.

"Boss Qian has other good things in his hand?" asked Wang Zheng's eyes lit up.

"Mi Fu's true handwriting "Cursive Poetry Scroll", but it is estimated that the old money is reluctant to sell it!" Zhang Zijing said with a smile.

"Mi Fu?"

Wang Zheng was shocked in his heart, he was not unfamiliar with the name of the Song Sijia at all. More importantly, Mi Fu's true handiwork is undoubtedly a first-class cultural relic, which is undoubtedly the most urgently needed treasure of Wang Zheng now.

Looking at Zhang Zijing, who was in the shadow of efficiency, and Wang Zheng, who looked longing, Qian Laoshi hurriedly shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Boss Wang, this Mi Fu's "Xing Cursive Poetry Scroll" is my Bao Yuexuan's pressing thing, and it can't be sold!"

Pressing, that is, the treasure of the town store, is the most expensive treasure in the owner's store.

There is a treasure that presses the hall, the taste and grade will improve a lot, and the taste and grade of the shopkeeper are worth a thousand gold; the pressure hall is beautiful, the taste and grade of the shopkeeper are beautiful; the pressure hall "at a glance of the mountains", the taste and grade of the shopkeeper will be "at a glance of the mountains", even if this is not the case.

The pressure hall is mostly placed in an obvious and safe place in the store, and friends will appreciate and discuss it with the owner. It is a very proud thing to have a good press, and many times, the position of the presser in the heart of the shopkeeper is even more than his dregs or glamorous wife.

In addition, there is another use of pressing, which is to enhance the reputation of the store and attract customers.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, the treasures in the antique store are not taken out. Unless the shopkeeper has something better. Or they have encountered some hurdles that they can't get over and need to raise funds. Otherwise, few people will sell the 'treasure of the town store'.

Although Wang Zheng has just entered the antique shop, he still knows this simple rule. However, seeing that he passed by a priceless first-class cultural relic, and a precious antique that may also be a boutique, he was always a little unwilling in his heart. (To be continued.) )