Zhang Hao selected five things with a stroke of his hand, and the boss was suddenly happy, his eyes glanced at these five things a few times, his mind turned violently, and the price spit out from his lips.

"Little brother is really good eyesight, I have a fine product here, the five pieces you choose are even more amazing, I won't tell you about it, let's do business in a real way, a price, these two purple clay pots are 200,000 and 250,000 respectively, 80,000 Xiangqi, 230,000 topaz, and 50,000 inkstones. ”

Zhang Hao couldn't help but give the boss a big roll of his eyes, and said in his heart: Is this still called a real fight? This is a virtual to the horizon, okay? A piece of ordinary topaz costs 230,000, why don't you grab it, and the Xiangqi, that is, the Xiangqi made of ordinary wood, you want 80,000!

Cut, Zhang Hao sent another middle finger to the boss in his heart, and sure enough, the businessman's mouth can't be believed, it's too good to say, it's too good at pitting, and it's a price, I'll go!

However, the purple clay pot of 200,000 is really not expensive, Zhang Hao vaguely saw the "Mingyuan" seal under the ink of the pot, this is the seal of Chen Mingyuan, a master in the early Qing Dynasty, if it is really as Zhang Hao guessed, the price should be about one million.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Zhang Hao pointed to the two pots and asked, "Is this five thousand, that seven thousand sold?"

The boss was immediately disappointed when he saw Zhang Hao's posture, he knew that Zhang Hao was dissatisfied with his offer, and the other three were about to give up, alas, the boss regretted it in his heart, and the price was too high.

However, the boss quickly adjusted his mood, put his eyes on the purple clay pot, and there was a battle between heaven and man in his heart, how to quote these two pots?

The boss said in a more firm tone: "Little brother, your price is not sincere, if you really want to sell, I am not old-fashioned, in this way, the purple clay pot is 150,000, and the other is 170,000, do you think it?"

When Zhang Hao bargained with the boss, Zhang Yuyan also set his eyes on the two purple clay pots, not to mention, one of the purple clay pots really entered Zhang Yuyan's eyes, the pot was very chic, not an ordinary pot, and the shape was a pumpkin.

The pot is more than ten centimeters high, the body is pumpkin-shaped, the lid is guati-shaped, the spout is rolled into melon leaves, and the handle is a melon vine. The body of the pot is vivid and natural, the spout and handle shape are harmonious and unified, and the leaf veins and rattan patterns are realistic, which is extremely natural and lovely.

The body of the pot is engraved with "imitation of Dongling style, containing snow frankincense." Mingyuan", its calligraphy is elegant and healthy, the knife is skillful, vigorous and powerful, and it has the style of the Jin and Tang Dynasties.

Zhang Yuyan liked it at first sight, but she didn't interject, but quietly watched Zhang Hao bargain with the boss, with a happy smile on her face.

"Boss, forget it, I don't want that shell, I want this one, up to 50,000, if you sell it, I won't buy it without saying a word and leave, forget it if you don't sell it." Zhang Hao's tone insisted, and he got up and started the posture of leaving.

The boss was depressed in his heart, but his eyes rolled and he said something, pointed to the pumpkin pot and said, "Little brother, this is a masterpiece, yes..."

The boss picked up the pot and looked at the bottom of the pot, and wanted to say that it was made by Chen Mingyuan, but when he looked at the seal on the bottom, his brows furrowed, his mouth trembled, and he swallowed it again, because the seal on it was not Chen Mingyuan.

I had to continue: "It is a creative work imitated by the master Chen Mingyuan in the early Qing Dynasty, you see how chic and realistic this shape is." ”

Poof, Zhang Hao smiled, it is not easy to force a boss who sells antiques to say that he is a high imitation, and squatted down and said: "You also said that this is imitation, imitation is not genuine, I have a lot of 50,000 yuan, you can give it a pleasure." ”

The boss can't wait to give himself a mouth, he has nothing to mention about a famous family, and he doesn't know which grandson did it, you just imitate it, and stamp your own seal, it's a shame!

"Okay, okay, 50,000 is 50,000. The boss finally softened, he was afraid that Zhang Hao would really leave if he continued to talk about it, you must know that there will be only one of the five commodities left, and the other four were ruthlessly abandoned by Zhang Hao.

The boss didn't know that Zhang Hao didn't plan to buy those four pieces in the first place, it was a trick he used, and it was also to bargain when bargaining, but the boss obviously hadn't given up yet, pointing to the other four and saying, "Aren't these little brothers going to buy together?"

"No, just this pumpkin pot. You wrap me up. After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he set his eyes on Zhang Yuyan.

Zhang Yuyan understood, immediately took out the bank card from the bag, and motioned to the boss to swipe the card, don't look at this is just a small stall, the boss here is advancing with the times, and their stalls have credit card machines, which can be paid in cash or by card.

The boss wrapped the pumpkin pot, then took Zhang Yuyan's bank card, and then glanced at Zhang Hao sympathetically, feeling that this little brother is a strict trachea, and he actually didn't control the financial power, what a poor child.

Zhang Hao was inexplicably looked at, and he didn't know what kind of eyes the boss had, did he think that he had lost his eyes?

After buying the pot, Zhang Hao decided to take Zhang Yuyan out of the antique street, it had taken a lot of time to come out, at this time the sky had darkened, the street lamps had begun to work, Zhang Yuyan didn't want to leave, and pulled Zhang Hao to ask him why he liked this pot.

Zhang Hao had no choice but to point out the bottom of the pot to Zhang Yuyan, which made Zhang Yuyan very happy, but soon doubts came to his mind, isn't Chen Mingyuan's pumpkin pot in the Nanjing Museum? Why is there another one here?

Zhang Hao couldn't answer Zhang Yuyan's question, anyway, he could see that this was an old object in the early Qing Dynasty, and the age could be matched, as for which one was true and which was false, Zhang Hao couldn't tell, maybe both were true, who could guarantee that Chen Mingyuan only made a pumpkin pot.

In the face of Zhang Hao's resolute departure, Zhang Yuyan was very helpless, but her helplessness was only for a while, because a familiar face appeared in Zhang Yuyan's sight, and Qian Hao also saw Zhang Yuyan, and also saw Zhang Hao standing next to Zhang Yuyan.

Qian Hao strode forward, first gave Zhang Yuyan a warm hug, and then turned his head to look at Zhang Hao, his eyes were full of scrutiny, giving Zhang Hao a feeling of mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, and Zhang Haomao.

"Yan'er, don't you want to introduce this brother to your cousin?" Qian Hao said as he looked at Zhang Hao.

"Well, okay, cousin, this is my good friend Zhang Hao," and then turned to Zhang Hao and said: "Brother Hao, this is my cousin, his name is Qian Hao, he is a very famous barrister, you can always find him if you need him in the future." ”

I have to sell my cousin in a second!

(End of chapter)