"Miss Zhuang, you want my family heirloom, but you came to me!"

"Now find someone to say that my porcelain is fake!"

The master waved his hand indignantly: "In that case, I won't sell it!" ”

I saw that the master was in a hurry, and wanted to wrap the porcelain vase in newspaper.

"Master, my friend can't speak, but you have a lot of them." Zhuang Yanyan smiled embarrassedly: "You also know that the good things that the imperial capital can look at now have been taken away by other families." ”

"I'm just pointing to this Junyao porcelain vase of yours."

Zhuang Yanyan continued to smile, but the master remained unmoved.

Seeing this scene, how could Zhuang Yanyan not understand?

"Master, my friend has collided with you, I'll add money!"

"Isn't it okay to add money?"

Her flattering smile slowed down the movements in the master's hand.

The master's face was serious, and his tone was reprimanding.

"Miss Zhuang, I am a family heirloom, and this time I took it out to see your sincerity."

"After all, antiques like this, don't talk about money, talk about fate."

Zhuang Yanyan laughed embarrassedly: "That master, this porcelain vase... How much does it cost? ”

"Just 1.8 million." The master smiled.

It's just that Zhuang Yanyan's face has become a little unsightly now.

Her red lips opened slightly, and she asked tentatively, "Master, didn't we say before, one million?" ”

"This time add 800,000..."

"That can only mean that our fate has not yet arrived." The master snorted coldly, and was about to leave with the bottle in his arms.

Zhuang Yanyan couldn't help but glance at Chen Fan, and hurriedly stopped: "Okay! One million eight million! ”

"As long as you can give me this porcelain vase."

The master smiled, and then stopped.

"Okay, transfer with one hand and deliver with the other."

The two looked at each other and nodded.

Only Chen Fan couldn't help but shake his head: "This bottle is not bad, but it is worth 10,000 at most, right?" ”

The faces of the master and Zhuang Yanyan instantly stiffened.

"Miss Zhuang, you have to take care of what your subordinates say." The master looked cold.

Zhuang Yanyan couldn't help frowning: "Handsome guy, can't you shut up first?" ”

"If you want to be deceived, then I won't speak." Chen Fan shrugged indifferently.

Originally, for Zhuang Yanyan's sake of sending him to the Lu family, Chen Fan spoke up.

Otherwise, Chen Fan would not have rushed forward.

Hearing this, even if she believed in the master in front of her, Zhuang Yanyan couldn't help but feel a little more suspicious in her heart.

"Handsome guy, this master is the owner of the Jinling antique shop, and the objects in his hands are more precious than the other."

"I have done my homework in advance on the porcelain of this Jun kiln, and this glaze and this color are indeed from Jun Yao." Zhuang Yanyan said.

The master next to him nodded and praised: "It seems that Miss Zhuang has a unique insight into the antique industry." ”

He pointed to the lines on the porcelain vase and said with a smile:

"Miss Zhuang, you can definitely see it."

"This red is like rouge cinnabar, and this glaze is really the best."

"In another three or five years, there will be more people who like this Jun kiln, and it will be more than enough to sell it for two million."

As soon as these words came out, Zhuang Yanyan's emotions were instantly mobilized.

The suspicions that Chen Fan had in her heart before were dispelled in an instant.

After all, in a few years, the porcelain of this Jun kiln will be able to buy two million.

She now spends 1.8 million and will earn 2 million.

Although it was given as a congratulatory gift, in her heart, she felt like she had made a fortune.

"Good! I'll transfer the money to you!" Zhuang Yanyan was in a hurry, for fear that Chen Fan's words would make the master unhappy again.

I saw her fingers flick a few times, but in a few seconds, the mobile phone in the master's pocket rang.

"One million is here, right?" Zhuang Yanyan raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, you can take this porcelain vase." The master smiled.

And Zhuang Yanyan was afraid that the master would regret it, so she hurriedly put the porcelain vase in the trolley box next to her.

The two exchanged a few words, and Zhuang Yanyan said goodbye and prepared to rush to the Lu family.

When she walked in front of Chen Fan, a little displeasure flashed in her eyes: "Come with me." ”

"Although you made Miss Ben spend an extra 800,000 yuan, what Miss Ben said is not spilled water."

"Send you to the Lu family, this promise still has to be kept."

Chen Fan shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

Indeed, he was blamed for this.

If he didn't speak, this Zhuang Yanyan would only be deceived by one million.

He followed Zhuang Yanyan to the car.

At this time, there was also a dignified old man in the car.

"Grandpa, the porcelain vase has been brought back, you can see it." Zhuang Yanyan smiled innocently and took out the porcelain bottle from the trolley box.

Old Man Zhuang nodded, although he was old, he was very imposing.

He reached out and took the vase and nodded in satisfaction.

"Yes, it's really a porcelain vase from Jun kiln, this glaze is really good."

"It's not an exaggeration to say that it's a dragon and a phoenix."

Old Man Zhuang was holding the bottle at the moment, extremely satisfied, but after a while, he showed a touch of regret.

"It's just a pity that this porcelain vase is to be given to the Lu family, otherwise it would be envious of others to stay in our family!"

Zhuang Yanyan was about to open her mouth to comfort, but Chen Fan raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Since you like it so much, why don't you let him do a few more?" ”

"Where are you from, boy?" Old Man Zhuang was slightly angry: "Do you think this antique is a cabbage on the side of the road, and you can buy it casually?!" ”

Zhuang Yanyan frowned at the moment: "Dude, I took you to the Lu family, it was kind." ”

"But don't think that with my kindness, you can get an inch!"

Chen Fan shrugged indifferently: "Okay, I don't speak." ”

It's just that Chen Fan is smiling bitterly in his heart, after all, the old traces of this porcelain vase are too obvious, and it looks like it was from last week.

Along the way, Zhuang Yanyan was driving.

The old man Zhuang is holding the porcelain vase with a face full of love.

Just looking closely, his face began to look ugly.