The swollen eye bubble was not connected for a while. Sima Liu glared at her, "Auntie, you have returned the goods, what's the matter with you?" ”

Another "big lady"! Sima Liu hadn't heard Tang Yi's sentence before, but he just happened to want to lose two sentences, but his tone was more mean than Tang Yi's.

"Who do you say is the eldest mother?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, at my age, I shouldn't call you Auntie, you look like you're about sixty years old." Sima Liuyi heard that it was returned, of course he would not be polite, so he grabbed the key point and gave it again.

"You! You wait, I'll see how long you can keep this store open! The swollen eyes became angry and angry, and he shook his fleshy arms and left.

"I'll transfer it to you for 100,000." Seeing that the swollen eyes were swollen and the bubbles were gone, Sima Liu said to Tang Yi again, "It is also a blue and white pen holder, and the price of character films and landscape films is the highest, so you have already made me pick up a big bargain!" ”

"I also sold the blue and white pen holder of Kangxi Minyao, and it was only sold for 100,000 at that time." Tang Yi said with a smile. He was talking about the pen holder that was sold to Yuan Qinghua, the owner of the Emerald Blue Pavilion, but that pen holder is not a fine product of Kangxi Minyao, and it is not a character and landscape film, and the most important thing is that he is for the gold medal of Kublai Khan's troop transfer for Ba Si Pawen.

"What?" Sima Liu shouted, "Dare to love you not only to pick up leaks, but also to leak!" ”

"The gold medal you saw just now belongs to the person who bought the pen holder!" Tang Yi said.

"Okay! I'll just say it! You eat meat, and you don't give people a mouthful of soup? ”

"Okay, Brother Sima, it's useless not to talk about it, I said that I would send it to you, and you don't have to excuse myself." Tang Yi waved his hand and joked: "You help me find the land for building the museum, and you can't bribe it?" ”

Sima Liu thought about it, and no longer shirked, "Okay! It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate. ”

At dinner in the evening, Sima Liu proposed to hurry up and go to Yanjing to see the courtyard first. Tang Yi thought about it, he had just come back, and then Sima Liu still had to be busy with his younger brother's affairs, so he proposed to take it slowly, "When your brother comes back, I'll go and see it again, let's take a good look at it." ”

As soon as Sima Liu heard this, he didn't insist anymore, his brother's matter was indeed a stone pressing on his heart, that is, the conclusive news had not come back yet, otherwise he would not be able to stay in Shanzhou.

The next day was Saturday, and since Sima Liu had come, he proposed that he wanted to visit the stalls in the Shanzhou Antique Market in the morning, and then go back at noon.

Early the next morning, Tang Yi took him to the cultural market in Shanzhou. In Shanzhou, the antique street is mostly shops, there are also stalls, antiques are more concentrated, but far less lively and rich than the cultural market. Moreover, a group of stall owners who collect things from the countryside mostly gather in the cultural market.

Therefore, the stalls in the cultural market are even more shopping.

Now it's getting harder and harder to come across the real thing. Of course, it's not like there's nothing to be picked up. The real master picks up the leak, and it is all quietly untraceable, and no one will know. Therefore, the average player who visits the stall will have the feeling of fakes everywhere. There are very few leaks, and your level is not good, so you can only listen to the story.

On this hot day, the early morning is still cool, and summer is the peak season for antiques, so there are really a lot of people in the cultural market.

Although there are many stalls and things in the cultural market, there is also a problem, that is, there are still many stalls that are not related to antiques, such as selling hair growth agent and peeling tools, and there are people at the door who pull a cart of mine melons, shouting "No sweet, no sand, no money." ”

Tang Yi was more familiar, and directly took Sima Liu to a small alley on the northernmost side of the cultural market, this small alley, the north side is the north wall of the cultural market, and the south side is a bookstore. Most of the people here are old stall owners, who collect things all year round, and the probability of encountering good goods is relatively high.

Sima Liu also instructed Tang Yi, when he arrived in Shanzhou, he was going to try his luck, play a ticket by himself, buy a loss and make a profit, and let Tang Yi not help first.

Tang Yi agreed with a smile.

However, Sima Liu hadn't found anything good, but Tang Yi did.

This is a piece of porcelain, white porcelain, but the craftsmanship is not so fine, there are many places where the fetus is exposed, and there is some yellowing, which gives people a feeling of poor quality.

The shape is also a bit strange, with something like a small plate on top, with a circular center and a "sink" around it. There are eighteen porcelain columns below to hold the "plate", hollow, and the bottom foot is also a circle, connecting the porcelain columns. The foot is slightly larger than the diameter of the "plate", about fifteen centimeters, and the whole porcelain is about seven or eight centimeters high.

At first glance, this thing actually looks like a porcelain hat with a special character, and if you put a wick in the "sink", it looks a bit like a porcelain oil lamp.

Tang Yi took the things in his hand and looked at them repeatedly, the preservation was not bad, the exposed tire was a matter of the process back then, the main problem was a slight bump, and then there were some black traces in the "sink".

"Do you like it?" The stall owner was a long-faced man, not very old, about 30 years old.

"It's chic, what is this?" Tang Yi asked with a smile.

"This is an old thing, I look like a kiln in the Song Dynasty, as for what it's for, I just collected it, and I haven't learned from the people in the industry!" The stall owner responded.

When Tang Yi heard this, he was relieved. The stall owner can see that it is an old thing, but he can't break it. As for the Ding kiln, it is even more nonsense, the white porcelain of the Ding kiln in the Song Dynasty is more famous, and the stall owner naturally wants to lean up. This thing is exposed, and the tire of Dingyao white porcelain is completely different from this.

Sima Liu didn't know this thing either, but he could also see that of course it wasn't a Dingyao thing, "Don't talk about it, even if it can reach the Song Dynasty, I don't know what an unknown kiln is!" Make a quote now! ”

The stall owner smiled, and didn't say much useless, "You and this shape, can you find a second piece in the entire cultural market?" It's a bit of a showy fetus, but if you want to be perfect, then don't play with antiques. ”

"Okay, just rush this shape, I can buy it and study it. What is the minimum out? Tang Yi said.

"You are an expert at first glance, ten thousand sixteen, but no less."

"Three thousand, I'll take it." Tang Yi didn't ramble this time, and directly started to bargain, and it was not low. The main thing is that this accompanies Sima Liu, and he has to let him "move more".

The stall owner did not let go. Tang Yi had already behaved very generously, adding three thousand mouthfuls, but as a result, he had been adding until ten thousand and twelve, and the stall owner still didn't let go.

Tang Yi put down the porcelain, got up, turned around and left.

Just when Tang Yi turned around, the stall owner shouted: "Boss, I'm here for 12,000, how can I sell it with your trick!" ”

Don't underestimate this voice, it's all a routine. In the industry, some people call this trick "playing live buckle", because it can advance and retreat, specifically for buyers who turn around and leave.