She is not a person who can honestly sit in the store and be the shopkeeper.

There are many old alleys and antique streets in Haishi, and she hasn't seen them yet.

I happened to be free today.

She took the silk painting Liu out to see the world.

Silk painting Liu has already inquired about it, and the City God Temple and the antique market have been very lively recently. Thanks to TV and newspapers, many people have begun to pay attention to antiques again. The people of Laohai City, when they are idle, will go around the vicinity of the City God Temple and learn to pick up leaks.

These are the two places they're going to today.

These two places are also very close to each other, just across the road, face to face!

She changed into casual clothes and dressed a little younger. The silk painting Liu is wearing a kung fu suit, very fairy.

There are all kinds of things in the City God Temple, and there are many fakes. There are those who are clever in imitation craftsmanship, and there are those who are not.

She looked at it for a while, and her eyes stopped on a Song blue and white round-mouthed jug.

The familiar feeling is here again.

She picked up Song Qinghua and confirmed, yes, it was her mark.

"Boss, how do you sell this?"

The boss glanced at her and offered: "Ten thousand!" ”

It's too expensive, and I definitely don't know how many hands have been poured over!

"A hundred." She bargained without blinking.

One mouth, cut the price by half.

The boss immediately sneered: "I'm Song Qinghua, you don't know the goods, let your old man see it!" ”

A woman, what antiques do you learn from others?

Don't you see a street where she's the only woman?

Fang Zongtang snorted, she didn't need to use her brain, she knew that someone was blind and looked down on her again!

"Modern imitation, embarrassed to say that it is Song Qinghua?"

"If I didn't look like it, I wouldn't have given it a hundred yuan!"

The boss was anxious when he heard her words.

"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, why am I not Song Qinghua? Look at the process above, look at the brightness, it's not Song Qinghua, I dare to chop off your head and kick it as a ball! ”

The stakes are a bit bigger.

Really chop it down and kick it for her, she still thinks her shoes are dirty?

"Lao Liu, you told him, is this Song Qinghua?" She called the silk painting Liu on the side.

Although the silk painting Liu does not know much about porcelain, he knows that Brother Zongtang has good eyesight and will never be mistaken.

"If you say it's a fake, it's a fake!"

Fang Zongtang looked at the boss with a smile: "You heard it, everyone's eyes are bright!" ”

The boss immediately retorted angrily: "You two are in a gang, you must be talking to each other." If you make trouble again, don't blame me for being rude to you! ”

She glanced into the crowd and saw that the boss had thugs.

"Do you dare to make a bet with me, if this is really Song Qinghua, I will give you 100,000. If not, you'll have to pay me and your store for three things! ”

The boss doesn't do it.

"Why should I bet with you?"

Fang Zongtang said with a smile: "100,000 US dollars~"

The boss's eyes immediately straightened, these days, not everyone can take out dollars.

No one can casually shell out $100,000.

Fang Zongtang rolled up his left and right sleeves.

A treasure diamond watch in one hand, and eighteen jade Bodhi in the other.

The boss's eyes immediately lit up: It's a rich man!

"Okay, I'll bet with you!"

She asked the shopkeeper to find ten appraisers and come out to do the appraisal.

The boss has already begun to scold Fang Zongtang for being stupid.

Let him call someone?

Isn't she afraid that he will call her own person?

These two fathers and daughters are stupid and have a lot of money, and they are very easy to deceive.

The boss on the street, open your voice and shout, don't say ten, thirty can be called!

(End of chapter)