Zhao Tie and Song Liuyou walked in front with a smile and a smile, as if nothing had happened, and Jiang Hua followed behind unhurriedly.

Entered the gate, it was a yard, the lights were not turned on, it was not clear in the dark, but it felt very big, the road should be a stone road, there was a little bit of clucking when I stepped on it, flowers and plants were planted on both sides, and there was a faint smell of ** in the air, obviously I didn't take care of it for a while.

"Is it really a broken family in the middle of the road?"

Jiang Hua muttered in his heart, don't say anything else, this light has to be turned on, right?

After walking for four or five minutes, I walked through the courtyard and into the hall of the villa.

The hall is large, with a staircase leading to the second floor on the left in the middle, a dining room and bar on the left, a large living room on the right with huge leather sofas and stone tea tables, and a tall shelf for antiques and books, as well as a fireplace...... Very typical European decoration style, revealing a strong sense of luxury.

Jiang Hua shook his head gently, this hall and the courtyard outside smelled of ruin.

In the large hall of Nuo, the huge crystal lamp on the top of the ceiling was not turned on, only a few small lamps were on, and there were piles of miscellaneous objects in the corner of the wall...... How can there be a rich man's panache?

Zhao Tie glanced at the hall, and his face suddenly became gloomy. There were still people in the hall, and there was more than one, Song Liuke hadn't said anything about this before.

"Song Liu, what's going on?"

"Hehehe. ”

Song Liu smiled a little embarrassedly and rubbed his hands, "This...... Brother Zhao, I blame me for this, I forgot, I really forgot. ”

Zhao Tie's face fell.

Forgot?

How is this possible? It was clearly deliberate.

"Song Liu, I'm just watching things tonight, right?"

Zhao Tie looked at the few people sitting on the sofa and felt that he had been fooled.

"Of course!"

Song Liu immediately nodded and said, "It's just a matter of looking at things, and I'll talk about the price later, so I won't talk about it tonight." ”

"Hehehe. ”

Zhao Tie smiled and didn't say anything more, but he knew that something was wrong with this tonight - Song Liu was playing yin.

In recent years, the antique market has been hot, there are fewer and fewer good things, but there are more and more people buying things, and many rules are no longer paid attention to. For example, the matter in front of him does not mean that he can only see things by himself, but Song Liu has to make it clear in advance.

Song Liu's trick, to put it bluntly, is to "coax" a bunch of people to come, everyone grabs, and only when the price goes up can he get more commissions.

If the things are good, they will have to be robbed on the spot, and not talking about the price will just coax people.

It wasn't the first day to come out to mix, how could Zhao Tie believe Song Liu's nonsense? After thinking about it, he pulled Jiang Hua to the side.

"Jiang Hua, it's my fault tonight. ”

Zhao Tie opened his mouth and took this matter down, "I think let's go, and invite you to dinner when we go back." ”

Jiang Hua shook his head and said, "It's okay, this situation is more now, don't take it to heart." ”

"But...... Originally, it was said that I would only watch things tonight, but now that so many people are here, I guess I will have to pinch it up in a while, if you add the ...... of coaxing the seedlings It's not going to be easy. ”

Zhao Tie glanced at a few people sitting on the sofa not far away, with a worried expression on his face.

"Hehehe. ”

Jiang Hua patted Zhao Tie lightly on the shoulder, "We didn't come out on the first day to mix, how much is something worth in our hearts, there is always a number in our hearts? Besides, we are businessmen, we pay attention to buying low and selling high, and the price is raised, so we can get it without shouting." ”

Raising seedlings is one of the ubiquitous bureaus in the antique shop.

For example, if someone takes out a bottle to sell, two or three people are arranged in advance, one is to make it popular, and the other is that once someone sees the bid, the person who arranged it will coax the price to go up slowly.

"Okay, you just have to know it. ”

Zhao Tie nodded and didn't say anything.

"Bosses, everyone is alive. ”

Song Liu was relieved when he saw Jiang Hua and Zhao Tie walking back, and immediately clapped his hands and spoke, "Everyone is here tonight for the "Thirteen Journeys of the Orchid Pavilion", so I won't talk nonsense, I'll go up and talk to Fang Shao, and let him take down the things and give them to you." ”

Song Fang didn't wait for anyone to answer, turned around and ran down the stairs to the second floor.

Jiang Hua pulled a chair and sat down, and glanced at a few people on the sofa.

"This ...... Zhao Tie's crow's mouth is right?"

There are four people sitting on the sofa, one of them is in his forties, and he can pile up a jade mountain when he sits with a big belly, and he knows that he is a businessman at a glance, and there is a person wearing thick black-framed glasses and a bookish person sitting next to him, which is a typical combination of the boss and the appraisal expert invited by him, whether it is true or how much it is worth, the appraisal expert has the final say, and the boss is responsible for paying the money.

In addition, the other two people sat together, the younger one looked lean, and his eyes were dripping when he looked at people, and the other was a little older, very honest, and he thought he was a farmer at a glance.

The antique trade is full of bureaus and pits.

Jiang Hua is now almost sure that Zhao Tie's worries are not wrong, tonight's this is the bureau, the pot-bellied one should be no problem, and the remaining two have that smell on their bodies, especially the one who looks very honest, he is definitely a master, such a person has a pig-like face, but his heart is loud and terrifying.

"Song Liu, this kid has such two people by his side, no wonder he makes a lot of money. ”

Zhao Tie suppressed his voice and muttered beside Jiang Hua, "Jiang Hua, I think it's ......"

Jiang Hua shook his head gently, the best way to deal with such a thing is to pat his ass and leave-what about your tongue and lotus? Lao Tzu is gone, no matter how much strength you have, isn't it?

If it's another antique, maybe I'll agree to leave, but tonight I'm going to watch "The Thirteen Journeys of the Orchid Pavilion", so I have to take a look at it, isn't that really it?

Zhao Tie sighed softly, Jiang Hua was unwilling to go, and he had no choice.

"Knock knock. ”

There was a sound of footsteps, and someone came down the stairs.

Jiang Hua looked up, his brows suddenly wrinkled, except for Song Liu, who was at the end, walking in front was a young man in his twenties, carrying a long box in his hand, and following him was a short and sturdy middle-aged man.

"Hehehe. ”

Going down the stairs, Song Liu took a step forward and said, "Everyone, let me introduce to you, this is Fang Zhong Fang Shao, the baby to see tonight is his, this ...... Like everyone, they are buyers, and I won't introduce the rules of the industry. ”

Fang Zhong was in his twenties, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, tall and thin, walking with one step and three shakes, as if a gust of wind could blow down, his eyes were not energetic, his face was as pale as paper, and he had not slept for three days and three nights.

Jiang Hua glanced at Fang Zhong and focused his attention on the people around him.

He is about fifty years old, not tall, just one meter and fifty, wearing gold wire glasses, thick body, walking with a straight waist, a pinch of mustache in the middle of the person, and pressing his hands straight on his thighs when walking.

Islanders?

Jiang Hua raised his eyebrows slightly, it was really unexpected to see the island people here, and he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of anything wrong for a while.

"Damn, this kid can really do anything in order to make money. ”

Zhao Tie already showed a trace of anger on his face, and he wanted to stand up as soon as he raised his buttocks.

Jiang Hua stretched out his hand violently and grabbed Zhao Tie.

"Zhao Tie, it's okay, sit down, take a look first. ”

Jiang Hua almost half-pulled and half-pulled back into the chair, he knew very well why Zhao Tie was angry-Song Liu was slapping Zhao Tie in the face.

If the person next to Fang Zhong was a friend or something, it would be no problem to invite him to support the field or to get an idea, but he was also a buyer?

A few people downstairs were waiting, but there was a person upstairs who could see the goods first?

"This thing...... It's a little bit less ......."

Sun Yu lifted his glasses, he is a professor at Beijing University, and Wu Jian, who is a businessman, met at a dinner yesterday, knowing that Wu Jian came to see things tonight, so he came with him and played with antiques for thirty years, and he was also clear about the rules in the circle.

Song Liu's face flushed, this matter was indeed wrong with him, and he was so squeezed that he couldn't speak at the moment.

"I'm willing, what's the matter?"

Fang Zhong held the square box in his right hand, slapped it a few times on the palm of his left hand, and then directly threw the box on the table.

The corners of Jiang Hua's mouth couldn't help twitching. Zhao Mengfu is a calligrapher in the early years of the Yuan Dynasty in China, it has been more than 800 years, calligraphy and painting are works of art created on paper, 800 years ago the paper is absolutely fragile to this day, these few "pops" are likely to damage the book stickers inside - this is really only the second ancestor who does not learn and has no skills can do it.

"The thing is here, you see, there is only one condition, Lao Tzu, I am short of money, whichever one has more money, I will sell it to whichever one, if you don't want it, hurry up and get out of here, don't chirp here." ”

Fang Zhong's body slammed on the sofa with a "bang", his feet rested on the coffee table, and his fingers clicked on the square box.