"Where did these three colors come from?"

As soon as Tang Sancai got it in his hand, Pixiu immediately appeared, and it was yellow, Fang Ming knew that this must be true, he had seen it for so long not so much in appraisal, but in appreciation, after all, as the most representative porcelain in the Tang Dynasty, its artistic value could not be overestimated no matter how it was evaluated, Fang Ming also met Tang Sancai for the first time, so he naturally wanted to appreciate it.

"Hey."

The stall owner's voice immediately lowered, and even his body leaned a little in Fang Ming's direction, saying, "There is an archaeological team excavating not far away, I don't know if you know this news?" ”

"Oh? What if you know? I don't know? ”

Fang Ming remained silent, just glanced up at the stall owner, and then lowered his head to look at Tang Sancai in his hand.

"Oh, if you don't know, then I'll tell you, if you know, then I'll save a lot of saliva, to put it simply, the tombs that are being excavated in that place dozens of miles away are from the Tang Dynasty, and my Tang Sancai was unearthed from there."

"Oh?"

Fang Ming smiled, raised his head again to look at the stall owner, and said, "This thing belongs to cultural relics, it belongs to the country, I also went there to take a look, and found that although it can't be said that there are many people, but judging from the scene, nothing good has been issued." Even if there is a good thing, it is a strict look, right? Where did you get this {one + {read} novel ybdu stuff out? ”

"Hey!"

The stall owner had a mysterious smile on his face, and his voice was even lowered, and he said, "Of course, we have our way, which is the so-called snake road for snakes and rats for rats, heh, but I can't say much about this matter." ”

"Oh? Oh, that's understandable. ”

Because there is an archaeological team nearby and cultural relics unearthed, the people who set up stalls naturally take advantage of such an "east wind", and the things they sell will naturally focus on the age similar to the archaeological discoveries, so from this point of view, it is not surprising that a Tang Sancai appears on the stall.

After the stall said this, Fang Ming didn't ask any further, of course, what the stall owner said might actually be just a means to enhance his persuasiveness, as for where the Tang Sancai in front of him came from, it wasn't necessarily.

"How? How about this Tang Sancai horse? ”

Sima Xiangqin didn't speak before, she wanted to hold back, but at this time, seeing that Fang Mingyou wanted to buy the Tang Sancai in front of her, she finally couldn't hold back.

Fang Ming shook his head secretly in his heart, Sima Xiangqin is inexperienced, the most important thing in the trading of antiques is the psychological contest between the buyer and the seller, at this time, it is not easy for her to answer this question.

Seeing that Fang Ming didn't answer her question, Sima Xiangqin immediately understood, she couldn't wait to slap herself, she was doing something bad with good intentions.

Fang Ming was a master of playing antiques, how could he not know if this Tang Dynasty three-color horse in front of him was a good thing?

Although I have studied it and can be regarded as an expert, after all, I am only playing theory, and when it comes to actual combat, it must not be as clear as above, and it is not superfluous to point fingers here?

After realizing this, Sima Xiangqin closed her mouth tightly and simply didn't say a word.

"Make a price."

Fang Ming pointed at Tang Sancaima, this is just a good thing in front of him, this is already certain, since this is the case, then buy it, of course, the premise is that the price is not too outrageous.

Tang Sancai is indeed of relatively high value, for example, there have been tens of millions of auctions, but such Sancai is not common after all, and the one in front of him obviously does not belong to this category, but according to Pixiu's reaction, the price is only around 500,000, and he is not afraid of the other party's offer after knowing it.

"One price, you take 1 million."

Although Sima Xiangqin on the side was silent, he was happy after hearing this, thinking that the favorite sentence that this antique seller seemed to like to say was "fixed price", and he had already said it just now.

Shaking his head, Fang Ming said, "This thing is real, and I'm not afraid to tell you, but this thing is not worth the price at all, you know it, I know it, so forget about the price of 1 million." ”

Fang Ming's words made the stall owner stunned for a while and couldn't speak. It's not the first time he's come out to set up a stall, he's seen too many bargaining methods, the most commonly used is, of course, to say that antiques are priced, worthless, and so on, like Fang Ming, who directly said that antiques are real or it's the first time he has encountered them.

"Oh, let's do it, since everyone is a clear-eyed person, let's 500,000."

As soon as the stall owner said this, he suddenly wanted to slap himself, thinking to himself what was wrong? How did you directly say your own reserve price, and you cut it yourself, you cut it off 500,000 yuan as soon as you cut it, no matter how you say it, you are also a person who has been setting up a stall for many years, experienced and old, how could you make such a low-level mistake?

Glancing at Fang Ming, the stall owner became vigilant

He actually "lost" under the "attack" of the other party's words, he must be a master, his feeling was right, because he immediately understood Fang Ming's ability.

"500,000 is the price of this Tang Sancai horse, but if you want to sell it at this price, it is impossible here, in a place where this kind of bird does not, it is only possible to sell it at auction or if you happen to meet someone you like it."

"Second, as you just said, your Tang Sancai was made from the archaeological team, that is, black goods from unknown sources, and I have to take a big risk to eat it, so the price of 500,000 is definitely high, so let's do it, I'll pay 150,000."

The stall owner was dumbfounded, the first reason was forgotten, after all, Fang Ming made a lot of sense, no matter what kind of antique it was, there was always a difference in price between big cities and small cities, so his Tang Sancai really couldn't sell for 500,000 yuan. But the second reason made him cry and laugh, this Tang Sancai was collected by himself from someone else for 50,000 yuan, and it was a leak that he picked up many years ago, so it didn't come from the archaeological excavation dozens of miles away at all, and it wasn't the "black goods" of unknown origin that Fang Ming said, the reason why he said that he was trying to get it from the archaeological team was just to enhance his persuasiveness, but where would he have thought that Fang Ming would actually seize this point to make a fuss and bargain with himself?

However, this reason is very sufficient, and he cannot refute it at all.

Sima Xiangqin on the side was also happy. The archaeology that the stall owner said was naturally her and Sun Ming's team, because the only one who was digging within a radius of several hundred miles was herself, and Tang Sancai had never been excavated from the beginning to now, so she was 100% sure that the stall owner's Tang Sancai in front of her was not "flowing" from the archaeological team at all.

So the other party must be fooling, just trying to increase the persuasiveness, but he didn't expect that now he was shooting himself in the foot.

"This ...... This one...... This Tang Sancai is actually not from that archaeological team, so it is not a black product. ”

When Fang Ming heard this, his face suddenly changed, and the person also stood up and said loudly, "Oh? And now it doesn't flow from the archaeological team? Before, in order to gain trust, I said that it flowed from the archaeological team, but now in order to raise the price, I said that it is not, and I said that this business is not like this, right? ”

"This ......"

The stall owner's face turned red, where could he still speak?

Sima Xiangqin's fingers secretly erected in her heart, Fang Ming is really powerful, this is a real master's move.

In fact, this is also because Sima Xiangqin has been living a study life before, and rarely comes into contact with these. In the antique collection industry, it is full of bloodless knives, traps, etc. everywhere, it is the real law of the jungle, and finally can successfully become a master, which one can not "survive" after successfully breaking various traps?

"150,000, a fixed price, you have to earn this price."

Sima Xiangqin felt a strange feeling in her heart, thinking that the "fixed price" she heard today was really a lot, but this time it was Fang Ming who said it.

……

In the end, Fang Ming added 30,000 yuan for a total of 180,000 yuan to buy Tang Sancai.

"Are these three colors real?"

Leaving the stall, Sima Xiangqin could finally ask the questions she wanted to ask without any scruples.

"Well, yes, if it's not true, what did I buy it for?"

The previous bronze mirror was thrown to Sima Xiangqin to take, and what Fang Ming was holding in his hand was Tang Sancai's horse, and he couldn't stop looking at it as he walked.

Although this Tang Sancai in his hand is not a rare treasure, it is also a good thing. In fact, this is more rare than like. When he used to read antique materials, Fang Ming didn't read less content related to Sancai, and slowly established a view in his mind that Sancai is "colorful".

Seeing Fang Ming walking and watching, Sima Xiangqin was also happy and said, "Fang Ming, why don't you just sleep with it tonight." ”

"That's a good idea."

Fang Ming nodded, this was not strange at all for people who liked antiques. After getting something, it's impossible to stop without researching a reason.

"You really want to do that, do you?"

Sima Xiangqin was stunned for a moment at this time.

"Let's talk about it, do you really sleep with it, but this is also very normal for people in the antique industry."

The two of them returned to Liang Bo and Sun Ming's tent as they spoke, but as soon as Sima Xiangqin entered, he shouted loudly and said, "Old Sun, Old Liang, Fang Ming has missed it!" ”

Liang Bo and Sun Ming were sitting on chairs drinking tea and chatting, and after hearing Sima Xiangqin's words, they looked at each other, and Liang Bo immediately said, "Missed it?" What is it? Take a look. ”

"Where did these three colors come from?"

As soon as Tang Sancai got it in his hand, Pixiu immediately appeared, and it was yellow, Fang Ming knew that this must be true, he had seen it for so long not so much in appraisal, but in appreciation, after all, as the most representative porcelain in the Tang Dynasty, its artistic value could not be overestimated no matter how it was evaluated, Fang Ming also met Tang Sancai for the first time, so he naturally wanted to appreciate it.

"Hey."

The stall owner's voice immediately lowered, and even his body leaned a little in Fang Ming's direction, saying, "There is an archaeological team excavating not far away, I don't know if you know this news?" ”

"Oh? What if you know? I don't know? ”

Fang Ming remained silent, just glanced up at the stall owner, and then lowered his head to look at Tang Sancai in his hand.

"Oh, if you don't know, then I'll tell you, if you know, then I'll save a lot of saliva, to put it simply, the tombs that are being excavated in that place dozens of miles away are from the Tang Dynasty, and my Tang Sancai was unearthed from there."

"Oh?"

Fang Ming smiled, raised his head again to look at the stall owner, and said, "This thing belongs to cultural relics, it belongs to the country, I also went there to take a look, and found that although it can't be said that there are many people, but judging from the scene, nothing good has been issued." Even if there is a good thing, it is a strict look, right? Where did you get this thing out? ”

"Hey!"

The stall owner had a mysterious smile on his face, and his voice was even lowered, and he said, "Of course, we have our way, which is the so-called snake road for snakes and rats for rats, heh, but I can't say much about this matter." ”

"Oh? Oh, that's understandable. ”

Because there is an archaeological team nearby and cultural relics unearthed, the people who set up stalls naturally take advantage of such an "east wind", and the things they sell will naturally focus on the age similar to the archaeological discoveries, so from this point of view, it is not surprising that a Tang Sancai appears on the stall.

After the stall said this, Fang Ming didn't ask any further, of course, what the stall owner said might actually be just a means to enhance his persuasiveness, as for where the Tang Sancai in front of him came from, it wasn't necessarily.

"How? How about this Tang Sancai horse? ”

Sima Xiangqin didn't speak before, she wanted to hold back, but at this time, seeing that Fang Mingyou wanted to buy the Tang Sancai in front of her, she finally couldn't hold back.

Fang Ming secretly shook his head in his heart,

Sima Xiangqin is inexperienced, the most important thing in the buying and selling of antiques is the psychological contest between the buyer and the seller, and it is not easy for her to answer this question at this time.

Seeing that Fang Ming didn't answer her question, Sima Xiangqin immediately understood, she couldn't wait to slap herself, she was doing something bad with good intentions.

Fang Ming was a master of playing antiques, how could he not know if this Tang Dynasty three-color horse in front of him was a good thing?

Although I have studied it and can be regarded as an expert, after all, I am only playing theory, and when it comes to actual combat, it must not be as clear as above, and it is not superfluous to point fingers here?

After realizing this, Sima Xiangqin closed her mouth tightly and simply didn't say a word.

"Make a price."

Fang Ming pointed at Tang Sancaima, this is just a good thing in front of him, this is already certain, since this is the case, then buy it, of course, the premise is that the price is not too outrageous.

Tang Sancai is indeed of relatively high value, for example, there have been tens of millions of auctions, but such Sancai is not common after all, and the one in front of him obviously does not belong to this category, but according to Pixiu's reaction, the price is only around 500,000, and he is not afraid of the other party's offer after knowing it.

"One price, you take 1 million."

Although Sima Xiangqin on the side was silent, he was happy after hearing this, thinking that the favorite sentence that this antique seller seemed to like to say was "fixed price", and he had already said it just now.

Shaking his head, Fang Ming said, "This thing is real, and I'm not afraid to tell you, but this thing is not worth the price at all, you know it, I know it, so forget about the price of 1 million." ”

Fang Ming's words made the stall owner stunned for a while and couldn't speak. It's not the first time he's come out to set up a stall, he's seen too many bargaining methods, the most commonly used is, of course, to say that antiques are priced, worthless, and so on, like Fang Ming, who directly said that antiques are real or it's the first time he has encountered them.

"Oh, let's do it, since everyone is a clear-eyed person, let's 500,000."

As soon as the stall owner said this, he suddenly wanted to slap himself, thinking to himself what was wrong? How did you directly say your own reserve price, and you cut it yourself, you cut it off 500,000 yuan as soon as you cut it, no matter how you say it, you are also a person who has been setting up a stall for many years, experienced and old, how could you make such a low-level mistake?

Glancing at Fang Ming, the stall owner became vigilant, he was "lost" under the "attack" of the other party's words, he must be a master, his feeling was right, because he immediately understood Fang Ming's ability.

"500,000 is the price of this Tang Sancai horse, but if you want to sell it at this price, it is impossible here, in a place where this kind of bird does not, it is only possible to sell it at auction or if you happen to meet someone you like it."

"Second, as you just said, your Tang Sancai was made from the archaeological team, that is, black goods from unknown sources, and I have to take a big risk to eat it, so the price of 500,000 is definitely high, so let's do it, I'll pay 150,000."

The stall owner was dumbfounded, the first reason was forgotten, after all, Fang Ming made a lot of sense, no matter what kind of antique it was, there was always a difference in price between big cities and small cities, so his Tang Sancai really couldn't sell for 500,000 yuan. But the second reason made him cry and laugh, this Tang Sancai was collected by himself from someone else for 50,000 yuan, and it was a leak that he picked up many years ago, so it didn't come from the archaeological excavation dozens of miles away at all, and it wasn't the "black goods" of unknown origin that Fang Ming said, the reason why he said that he was trying to get it from the archaeological team was just to enhance his persuasiveness, but where would he have thought that Fang Ming would actually seize this point to make a fuss and bargain with himself?

However, this reason is very sufficient, and he cannot refute it at all.

Sima Xiangqin on the side was also happy. The archaeology that the stall owner said was naturally her and Sun Ming's team, because the only one who was digging within a radius of several hundred miles was herself, and Tang Sancai had never been excavated from the beginning to now, so she was 100% sure that the stall owner's Tang Sancai in front of her was not "flowing" from the archaeological team at all.

So the other party must be fooling, just trying to increase the persuasiveness, but he didn't expect that now he was shooting himself in the foot.

"This ...... This one...... This Tang Sancai is actually not from that archaeological team, so it is not a black product. ”

When Fang Ming heard this, his face suddenly changed, and the person also stood up and said loudly, "Oh? And now it doesn't flow from the archaeological team? Before, in order to gain trust, I said that it flowed from the archaeological team, but now in order to raise the price, I said that it is not, and I said that this business is not like this, right? ”

"This ......"

The stall owner's face turned red, where could he still speak?

Sima Xiangqin's fingers secretly erected in her heart, Fang Ming is really powerful, this is a real master's move.

Actually, this is also because of the division

Ma Xiangqin had been living a study life before, and rarely came into contact with these. In the antique collection industry, it is full of bloodless knives, traps, etc. everywhere, it is the real law of the jungle, and finally can successfully become a master, which one can not "survive" after successfully breaking various traps?

"150,000, a fixed price, you have to earn this price."

Sima Xiangqin felt a strange feeling in her heart, thinking that the "fixed price" she heard today was really a lot, but this time it was Fang Ming who said it.

……

In the end, Fang Ming added 30,000 yuan for a total of 180,000 yuan to buy Tang Sancai.

"Are these three colors real?"

Leaving the stall, Sima Xiangqin could finally ask the questions she wanted to ask without any scruples.

"Well, yes, if it's not true, what did I buy it for?"

The previous bronze mirror was thrown to Sima Xiangqin to take, and what Fang Ming was holding in his hand was Tang Sancai's horse, and he couldn't stop looking at it as he walked.

Although this Tang Sancai in his hand is not a rare treasure, it is also a good thing. In fact, this is more rare than like. When he used to read antique materials, Fang Ming didn't read less content related to Sancai, and slowly established a view in his mind that Sancai is "colorful".

Seeing Fang Ming walking and watching, Sima Xiangqin was also happy and said, "Fang Ming, why don't you just sleep with it tonight." ”

"That's a good idea."

Fang Ming nodded, this was not strange at all for people who liked antiques. After getting something, it's impossible to stop without researching a reason.

"You really want to do that, do you?"

Sima Xiangqin was stunned for a moment at this time.

"Let's talk about it, do you really sleep with it, but this is also very normal for people in the antique industry."

The two of them returned to Liang Bo and Sun Ming's tent as they spoke, but as soon as Sima Xiangqin entered, he shouted loudly and said, "Old Sun, Old Liang, Fang Ming has missed it!" ”

Liang Bo and Sun Ming were sitting on chairs drinking tea and chatting, and after hearing Sima Xiangqin's words, they looked at each other, and Liang Bo immediately said, "Missed it?" What is it? Take a look. ”