After stepping through the jade area to the purple sand pot area, the third generation of coal bought more than 20 old pots, and then went up to the calligraphy and painting area, and the small carts were already full.

The three generations of coal who are still unsatisfied keep shouting that it is too cheap, and when these things are taken back, the coal generation is absolutely happy.

At this time, a middle-aged woman passed me by, and trotted all the way at a hurry.

My eyes lingered on the middle-aged woman's scroll in her hand for two seconds, and I didn't hurry up and keep up.

The middle-aged woman seemed to be very anxious, walking quickly in the narrow alleys of the calligraphy and painting area, knocking down many calligraphy and paintings along the way, attracting the stall owner to scold her sideways but still keep walking.

Soon, the middle-aged woman rushed out of the calligraphy and painting area, plunged into a shop called Lao Tianli, and knelt down at once.

"Master Huang, just give me 80,000 yuan...... My son is going to die......

The name Lao Tianli doesn't sound right, but in Yandu antique shop, this is a famous century-old shop.

During the Republic of China, this shop not only operated all kinds of foreign goods, but also opened its own factory to sell antique porcelain to the outside world, and it made a lot of money from white-skinned foreigners who did not have gold bars and silver bricks.

waved his hand to take the shopping cart of the third generation of coal, and pulled his ear to explain a few words in a low voice.

Within a few minutes, the third generation of coal was full of excitement, and walked into Lao Tianli with me swaggering behind his back.

This row of shops is next to the second-hand book market, and although the location is not good, it is two floors. It's also a regular customer business.

The shop on the ground floor is not big, about 30 square meters, and the furnishings are all antique porcelain made by Lao Tianli himself during the Republic of China.

In those years, the supply of cultural relics and antiques in Shenzhou and the pyramid countries was in short supply, and Lao Tianli took advantage of this loophole to imitate various porcelain of previous dynasties and pretending to be official kilns and exported overseas.

Among them, there is no shortage of masterpieces.

The short-limbed coal third generation first entered the house and did not attract the attention of the owner, but when he saw the Bentley key hanging from the waist of the coal third generation, he immediately straightened up.

Seeing me carrying a few high-end packaging boxes in my hand, the owner immediately sat down and smiled politely at the three generations of coal: "Feel free to look at the two of you. Whatever you need, say hello."

's mouth was neither humble nor arrogant, but then he quietly took out Song Pingyuan's ten-year shengpu. ap.

"Boss Huang, just pity me, just give me 80,000, this painting has really been in our family for three generations, if I tell half a lie, I won't die well......

In the corner of the store, the middle-aged woman was still kneeling on the ground, begging the shopkeeper Boss Huang and crying silently.

"I pity you, who pities me?"

"What are you kidding, that's eighty thousand. In your ice city, 80,000 can buy a small set of two. I'm not running a welfare home."

"Don't tell me what to hide for three generations, I only trust my eyes."

Boss Huang trampled on the middle-aged woman in his mouth, turned around and changed his smile, soaked Pu'er smoothly, poured a cup, and took the initiative to hand me a cup.

"Boss Huang, take a good look at the painting again. When my father died, he said, this is Qianlong's chapter, you can take a good look at it. My son is waiting for money to save his life......

"Go, go!"

Boss Huang scolded the middle-aged woman with a calm face: "I told you that you don't understand. Nine thousand pieces, I've already given you enough."

"If you want to sell it, I'll count it for you." If you don't sell it, don't disturb my business."

After speaking, Boss Huang poured me tea again, laughing.

"What of Qianlong's paintings is worth 80,000?"

I pretended not to understand and asked.

Boss Huang smiled and casually pointed to a painting on the table: "The things of the Republic of China, the painting is okay, it is a high imitation ......."

For fear that I wouldn't understand, Boss Huang also pointed to the painting and explained it to me.

"I was also confused at the time, so I gave nine thousand as soon as I opened my mouth. This eldest sister is consumed with me. It's been a long time, and you have to ask me to give eighty thousand."

"I regret it now......

Listening to Boss Huang's words, I deliberately approached the table, pretended to be serious, looked at the painting with a magnifying glass, and pointed to the lower left

Poke deliberately asked, "This is Qianlong's?"

Boss Huang shook his head with a smile and found the Qianlong seal for me, but there was considerable contempt in his eyes.

I nodded as if I knew everything, and looked at the painting carefully, "Boss. It's only 9,000, so why don't we buy it?"

Before Boss Huang could express his position, the middle-aged woman behind him flew over and pressed the painting: "Nine thousand is not for sale. Not sold. I want eighty thousand. If I don't have 80,000, I won't sell it if I die."

At this time, the third generation of coal also turned around and sneered at the old and broken paintings: "Don't send hungry."

"Boss, give that ...... Take it out."

"What's that called?"

Boss Huang immediately put down the teacup, opened the counter and took out the object: "This is our imitation of the Northern Song Dynasty Brother Kiln Zun."

"At that time, it was sold for fifty oceans."

The third generation of coal turned to me: "How much is fifty oceans worth now?"

I muttered for a few seconds, "One hundred thousand."

Boss Huang's eyelids twitched, and his eyes were full of a smile of slaughtering pigs and sheep: "It's almost this price."

The third generation of coal looked at me, his jerky acting skills revealed a little embarrassment, and he had a strong smile: "That 100,000 was bought?"

I lowered my head and whispered, "Seems a little expensive. Isn't this fidelity?"

The third generation of coal suddenly came back to his senses and immediately asked, "Yes, yes, yes. Boss, what are you doing here...... Really old, isn't it?

Boss Huang's face was spicy and calm, and he made a solemn promise to the three generations of coal.

In the next second, the third generation of coal, who had forgotten the words, did not move, and his eyes glanced at me again: "Brother, what do you think?"

I immediately responded, "You're the boss. Buy it if you like. Chairman, you can explain it yourself."

The third generation of coal was reminded by me like this, and finally got back on track and began to perform in his true colors.

First, he asked Boss Huang to cut one by himself, and then he cut three more times.

After several tug-of-wars, he finally bought the imitation brother kiln at a sky-high price of 15,000.

happily went out, pushing the cart and continuing to wander aimlessly, until he saw the middle-aged woman come out discouraged, and then followed the middle-aged woman out of the south gate.

Find a place, stop the middle-aged woman, and speak directly to explain her intentions.

"Big sister. Can I take a second look at your paintings?"