Purple sand ware is a relatively unique category in the antique industry, and it is in a class of its own.

Other types of antiques are common in many ways.

Only the purple sand ware is different.

The appraisal experience common to other antique categories is completely useless in purple sand ware.

For example, the slurry of the purple sand ware is particularly difficult to identify, and it is relatively easy to be old, so the identification threshold of the purple sand ware, especially the old purple sand ware, has been very high, a famous university has purchased a number of old purple sand ware for teaching and research, and the result is that after a period of time, it is found that almost all of them are artificially aged fakes, but a large number of old professors of related majors are stunned and do not see it.

Han Jingyang didn't study the purple sand ware, so naturally he couldn't see one, two, three, four.

But if there is a hint in the Grandmaster-level Identification Technique, it must be a good thing.

So he smiled: "I can't see the specific name, but the temperament of this pot is good, the charm is dignified, even if it is not an old pot, it is also a fine product." ”

In the face of a work of art that you don't understand, it's absolutely right to praise your temperament, charm, and artistic conception.

Sun Fuchang did not doubt him, raised his eyebrows and looked at Han Jingyang carefully: "You still understand this?" ”

"I don't understand, I don't understand, I talk nonsense."

"Your nonsense is not ordinary, and your nonsense is so accurate."

"So that's an old pot?"

"It's not too old, the Republic of China, Yu Guoliang's work."

"Yu Guoliang?"

"A pot maker who is not well-known but not bad, it's normal that you haven't heard of it."

"I'll check."

Han Jingyang took out his mobile phone and checked Yu Guoliang's personal information, and searched the auction records of Yu Guoliang's works, and he had a number in his heart.

To say, this year is really convenient, especially in the collection of antiques, you know everything when you search on the Internet, and if you come across something that you can't find and don't understand, you can also find someone to help you taste.

Either the worst era of the collecting industry, but also the best era of the collecting industry.

That's the truth, the industry ecology has completely changed, the good is better, and the bad is even worse.

Han Jingyang put down his phone and asked, "What is the price of this pot?" ”

"Are you interested?"

"Hmm."

"You don't look like a purple clay pot player, don't you plan to pick up leaks from me, right?"

"Yes."

"You're honest," Sun Fuchang smiled, "but I don't sell it." ”

"How much money doesn't sell?"

"That can't be, if you're willing to pay 100,000 yuan, I'm still glad."

100,000 yuan......

Han Jingyang hesitated.

Yu Guoliang's works are not many auction records, and the most expensive one was only sold for 20,000, which is completely incomparable with a pot maker of Gu Jingzhou's level.

Let him spend 100,000 yuan to buy such a pot worth only 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, he is definitely unwilling.

Even if this pot can be identified by him as a feng shui prop.

Besides, Feng Shui props also have levels, even if they are the lowest level seventh-level props, there is a difference between with skills and without skills, and there is a difference between attribute +1 or +2.

If the stat is only +1, whether it can be sold or not is two words.

So he shook his head: "Twenty thousand at most." ”

Sun Fuchang smiled and said, "I'm a person who lacks those 20,000 yuan? ”

"Don't talk about it?"

"There's nothing to talk about below 50,000," Sun Fuchang's attitude was very resolute: "This pot has been with me for more than ten years, and I have feelings." ”

"Don't take away the gentleman's love," Han Jingyang didn't insist: "I'll go see something else." ”

"Well, take your time, but don't blame me for not telling you clearly in advance, don't try to pick up leaks from me, we are all in this business, and no one can fool anyone."

Han Jingyang waved his hand, got up and walked around the store.

While looking at and touching, no matter what category or material, you have to touch it to finish.

Sun Fuchang didn't care either, chatting with Han Jingyang while drinking tea.

People who run antique shops drink tea almost every day, either in their own shop or in the store next door, and they also go to the teahouse to drink when they talk about things, and 99% of their free time is spent drinking tea, without exception.

In Sun Fuchang's shop, Han Jingyang found several antiques that could be identified.

However, as soon as he asked the price, he gave up directly.

Because Lao Sun's asking price is really not low, it is tens of thousands or even tens of millions at every turn.

He had just made a fortune, and it wasn't that he couldn't afford it, but the risk was too high.

If you spend three or five hundred thousand to identify the lowest level prop of seven grades + 1, it won't be a loss to heaven?

It wasn't too late to take the risk after he had millions of dollars in savings.

Now he has almost no ability to resist risks, and once he loses, he has to start from scratch if he wants to turn over, and he can't afford to toss.

So you can only start with a bargain.

So he put out the idea of picking up a big leak in the antique shop and prepared to go to the stall.

In addition to the open-air stalls on weekends and two days, there are indoor stalls, a small stall for one person, the wind does not blow and the rain does not shine, there is also monitoring and security, you don't have to clean up your belongings when you close the stalls, you can walk by locking the counter, and the serious store is almost the same, but the area, function and grade are almost meaningful.

Before he opened the shop, he also thought about renting such an indoor stall.

But as soon as he turned around, Sun Fuchang called out to him: "Xiao Han, didn't you like it?" ”

"No, I like it, it's just too expensive to afford."

"It's all market price, it can't be cheaper, after all, I also open a store to do business."

"I know, that's why I didn't bargain with you."

Sun Fuchang pointed to the purple clay pot on the coffee table: "What about this pot, don't you fight for it?" ”

Han Jingyang narrowed his eyes, pondering the words of this old fox.

What do you mean?

What else to talk about?

But he didn't hesitate: "Add two thousand at most, twenty-two thousand." ”

"Deal," Sun Fuchang nodded quickly, but said, "But you have to do me a favor." ”

"What's the busy?"

"Ahem, I just saw someone in the group saying that you understand feng shui, didn't you just buy a villa, you can help take a look," Sun Fuchang said and pointed to the stool: "Sit and sit, let's talk slowly, if you want, this pot will be given to you for free, and then you will be given a big red envelope." ”

Han Jingyang raised his eyebrows.

In the group?

Spread so quickly?

It's normal.

There are no secrets to hide these days.

What happens one second, can spread to the north and south of the world in the next second.

What's more, he didn't ask Liu Jing, Mr. Shen, Zhang Xiaohai or even Zhou Yucheng to keep secrets.

It is normal for Sun Fuchang to receive the news.

Thinking so, he sat down, picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Old Sun, if you say so, this nature is different." ”

"What's the difference?"

"In business, I will also open my mouth."

"No problem, it's definitely worth your worth."

"Let's talk about your requirements first, don't say anything to let me see this kind of very general words, just look at the problem everywhere, the focus is to solve the problem, respond to the appeal, whether it is to attract wealth or ask for children, the theme must be clear."

Sun Fuchang was stunned: "So powerful? ”

Han Jingyang asked rhetorically: "Otherwise? Are you a fool of me? Then you're thinking wrong, even if I'm a god, I'm a serious godstick who can solve problems in a real way. ”