Chapter 778: The Blue Antique Stalls (Page 1/1)

Because there were many people, Tang Yun just took Zhou Jiajia's hand and stood behind the first row of people in front of the blue stall car.

Poking his head out, Tang Yun carefully glanced at the blue stall in front of him.

I have to say that this small blue stall car is not only exquisitely decorated on the outside, but also has a wide variety of antiques on the car, and there are quite a few of them. For a while, Tang Yun didn't know where to start.

"Boss, how do you sell this?" Standing in front of Tang Yun, a middle-aged man wearing gold-wire glasses picked up a white jade qin-shaped paperweight on the stall cart and asked the stall owner of the blue stall in front of him.

The stall owner is a woman in her thirties, not outstanding in appearance, but more attractive.

Because the weather is getting cooler, in addition to wearing a light yellow undershirt, she is also wearing a light coat on the outside, and the overall look is neither tall nor short, but also not fat or thin, and she looks very decent when she wears clothes on her body.

Hearing the customer's inquiry, the female stall owner raised her head, glanced at the hand of the middle-aged man wearing gold-wire glasses, and then spoke, and said lightly: "Eight hundred yuan, refuse to bargain." ”

The tone of the female stall owner sounded relatively flat, but it gave people a very determined momentum.

Hearing the female stall owner's offer, the middle-aged man wearing gold-wire glasses standing in front of Tang Yun couldn't help but be slightly stunned, opened his mouth, and looked at the white jade qin-shaped paperweight in his hand.

He himself was a small merchant who loved calligraphy and collected antiques, and when he first saw this white jade qin-shaped paperweight, he knew that it was probably from the Qing Dynasty.

As for the price, he also had a rough range in his heart, but he didn't expect that the female stall owner's offer was no more, no less, just within the range he guessed......

Say no bargain?

The middle-aged man's heart couldn't help but secretly smile bitterly.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally nodded and accepted the offer of eight hundred yuan made by the female stall owner: "Okay, I want this thing." ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man did not procrastinate, and directly took out eight hundred-yuan bills from his wallet, holding a white jade qin-shaped paperweight in one hand, and handing the cash to the female stall owner in the other.

Then, he took the white jade qin-shaped paperweight he bought and left with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, Tang Yun immediately took Zhou Jiajia's little hand, took a step forward, and walked to the blue stall car.

Before Tang Yun could start to look carefully, his fiancée Zhou Jiajia beside him took the lead in picking up a copper lamp that looked relatively old from the stall car.

Among all the types of antiques, lamps and lanterns are not uncommon, but Tang Yun has seen them for the first time.

This bronze lamp is in the shape of a feather bud, which is a kind of wine vessel in ancient times, similar to a bird's nest.

Out of curiosity, Tang Yun also looked at the hand of his fiancée Zhou Jiajia next to him, and found that the bottom of this copper lamp was engraved with an inscription: "Open a feast to sit on flowers, fly feathers and get drunk with the moon."

"Tang Yun, what kind of poem is this?" Zhou Jiajia recited silently in a low voice, and then turned his head to look at Tang Yun beside him and asked.

She knew that Tang Yun had liked some ancient poems since he was a child.

Sure enough, Tang Yun did not disappoint her, and said with a smile: "Hehe, this is Li Bai's "Spring Night Banquet Peach and Plum Garden Preface". ”

Zhou Jiajia nodded lightly and said, "Oh." ”

After looking at it for a while, Zhou Jiajia saw that Tang Yun had been staring, so he stretched out his hand and handed the copper lamp to Tang Yun, and said, "Tang Yun, do you want to see it?"

Tang Yun nodded and took it: "Well, show me." ”

Although he said that he had not seen the ancient lamps and lanterns a few times with his own eyes, Tang Yun had read the knowledge of lamps and lanterns in many antique books.

After fiddling with his hands a few times, Tang Yun understood the general situation.

The copper lamp in his hand in front of him is obviously made to imitate the box lamp of the Han Dynasty.

Made of brass, one end of the copper lamp can be folded upwards to form a lamp plate, and there is a conical wick in the lamp plate, which can be turned down to turn off the copper lamp, which can prevent the lamp oil from volatilizing, thus playing a role in fuel saving.

In addition, the shape of this copper lamp is slightly beautiful, and the design is also more ingenious, which is a good combination of use and beauty.

Judging from the overall situation of this copper lamp, it is very likely to be an antiquity of the Ming and Qing dynasties, but the brass material is not very good, and the price should not be high.

Just in case, Tang Yun finally turned on the ability of perspective and carefully "swept" the copper lamp.

Then, he gradually withdrew his gaze.

"Boss, how do you sell this copper lamp?" After thinking for a moment, Tang Yun raised his head and looked at the female stall owner in front of him and asked.

When the female stall owner heard this, she glanced at the copper lamp in Tang Yun's hand, and said lightly as she said in the same tone just now: "One thousand five, refuse to bargain." ”

"Okay, I want it!" Without the slightest hesitation, hearing the female stall owner's offer, Tang Yun immediately nodded and agreed.

As he spoke, Tang Yun took out one thousand and a half in cash from his pocket, and then handed it to the female stall owner casually.

Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, Tang Yun put this imitation Han copper feather box lamp in the early Qing Dynasty into the backpack behind him, not only Zhou Jiajia, Tang Yun also brought a backpack over to place some items that might be purchased when he went out this time.

There were many different kinds of antiques on the small blue stall in front of him, Tang Yun looked around and began to look at it again......

During the Qing Dynasty, the dragon jade, the old Hetian jade's Arhat hand, the Qing Dynasty's Jiaqing period of the Wending beast button Shoushan stone seal, the Qing Dynasty's plum bamboo cloud pond inkstone, the late Qing Dynasty's pastel peony picture......

Looking all the way, Tang Yun was surprised to find that on this blue stall car, the authenticity rate of antiques was extremely high!

Although most of the antiques in the stall were not very valuable, such a high authenticity rate still made Tang Yun feel slightly surprised.

It's no wonder that so many people come to watch and choose around this little blue stall, and with such a high rate of authenticity, the hope of finding treasures and picking up leaks is really not small.

However, having said that, Tang Yun knew very well in his heart that it was basically impossible to pick up the leak on this small blue stall car. Because the female stall owner in front of her is obviously a person who is proficient in antiques, because the several quotations she gave are very accurate.

"Boss, I want this piece of jade!"

"Seven hundred and forty dollars. ”

"Boss, how do you sell this inkstone?"

"Five hundred. ”

......

In just a short period of time, the business of the female stall owner's small blue stall car can be described as extremely good, and she has sold several antiques in a row.

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