"What's wrong, Mr. Ye?" Da Chun turned his head to look at it, with a little strangeness.

I saw Ye Chaoyang stand up from the table and say, "Boss Dachun, your table is terrible!" ”

"What, what?" Da Chun looked confused, this table was purchased by his father when his store first opened, and it has always been placed in the store to entertain customers.

Although it has been said for some years, if it is impossible to say, he will not understand it at all. "Mr. Ye, what do you mean by that?"

"Don't you know?"

"What should I know?"

"Boss Dachun, your dining table is made of Ming Dynasty golden silk nanmu!" Ye Chaoyang pointed to the table and said: "Look at this texture, this color, it is definitely the quality that can only be found in the best golden silk nanmu!" ”

"Such a big table, at least tens of millions!"

"You actually use it to entertain guests, it's really inhumane! It's too trenched! ”

"Huh!?" Da Chun's eyes widened, and many of the guests present also looked at the table where they were dining, as well as the long benches they made, and some of them were afraid of breaking such an expensive thing, and they even stood up and didn't dare to touch it again.

"Mr. Ye, you're not joking with me, are you?"

"You invited me to breakfast, how could I joke with you about such a thing?" Ye Chaoyang said with a serious face: "Don't doubt my eyesight, don't believe you Qianxinyi, I specialize in opening an antique shop." ”

"If I don't have some eyesight, can I eat this bowl of rice?"

"Yes, Chaoyang did open an antique shop." Qin Xinyi testified.

Da Chun was so excited that his face turned red. "No, no, no, I definitely didn't mean that. Mr. Ye, you said that these are all golden silk nanmu, so isn't the signboard at the entrance of my store also golden silk nanmu? ”

"Well, there are rules in the antique circle, and when the two parties buy and sell, a third party can't interfere." Ye Chaoyang glanced at the middle-aged and elderly man standing at the door, and said with a smile: "Boss Dachun, I'm sorry, I can't talk to you for the time being." ”

"Unless you hire me to be the palm of the hand, help you see things, and do this business on your behalf."

"Can I hire you now?" Da Chun hurriedly asked.

Ye Chaoyang smiled: "Of course you can!" ”

"Then I'll hire you now, I'll give you how much you do?" Da Chun immediately took out his mobile phone.

Ye Chaoyang smiled and pointed to the food on the table, "You have given the bride price." ”

"How can this be counted?"

"I think it can be counted." Ye Chaoyang smiled, then looked at the signboard at the door and said, "Boss, the signboard of your old store is naturally also made of golden silk nanmu, and it is also from the middle of the Ming Dynasty." ”

"At this time, the golden silk nanmu has not yet reached the point of over-exploitation, so the quality is better than that of the late Ming Dynasty, and the things are more precious.

"Although the words have been engraved, it may have some impact on the price, but it will definitely not be less than five million."

"Five, five million?" Da Chun's eyes were about to pop out, and he trembled with excitement, "Are you serious? ”

"As a palm, of course you have to tell the truth to your boss." Ye Chaoyang smiled, looked at the man standing at the door and said, "Collector, right?" ”

"Wang Da." The middle-aged and elderly man said with a smile on his face: "The little brother said that this is the golden silk nanmu in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, I can't agree with it." ”

"You must know that even if it is a counterfeit of the current golden silk nanmu, a dining table will cost one or two hundred thousand. If this is the golden silk nanmu in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, which boss will use it to make a signboard, is not afraid of being stolen? ”

"If the shopkeeper knew, he wouldn't do it, but what if the shopkeeper didn't know?" Ye Chaoyang said with a smile.

Wang Da said with a smile: "This is the signboard of my own store, can the store owner not know what material it is?" ”

"Don't you think you're funny?"

"It's not funny at all." Ye Chaoyang shook his head and said: "In the last era, large furniture was not favored, and the consciousness of antique collection only existed among a few people, so some furniture supply and marketing cooperatives and trust stores, in order to generate income, divided the old large furniture and remanufactured it into small furniture that was very popular with people in the city at that time!" ”

"The material used for this signboard is probably negligent at the time, used as a piece of leftovers, and by chance, it fell into the hands of Dachun's boss's father."

"Oops!" Da Chun suddenly patted his head and said, "I remembered Mr. Ye!" When I was very young, my dad used to go to the furniture trust store, and a lot of these old furniture was made by my dad himself! ”

"My dad also wrote this by himself, carved out little by little!"

"Looks like I'm not wrong." Ye Chaoyang said with a smile.

Wang Da's face was already dark, but he still smiled and said, "Okay, since you think this is Jinsi Nanmu, then I have nothing to say." ”

"Just one last question, 50,000 yuan, boss, do you sell it?"

"This," Da Chun couldn't help but hesitate a little when he saw him so calm.

Ye Chaoyang said: "I am your palm, and my estimate is at least five million, not a penny." But in the end, whether you want to sell or not depends on the boss. ”

"I believe in you, I don't sell it." Da Chun looked at him, shook his head and said.

"Hmph," Wang Da snorted, "Okay, you just guard a broken signboard and send five million Spring and Autumn Dreams." ”

With that, he turned and walked away.

Seeing him like this, Da Chun was indeed panicked for a moment, but when he saw Ye Chaoyang suddenly laughing, he immediately calmed down again.

Although Ye Chaoyang was young, that natural and firm look made him can't help but trust.

One step, three steps, Wang Da turned and walked out of the sight of the door.

Ye Chaoyang smiled and said, "Three, two,"

"Come back."

"Huh?" Da Chun raised his eyes and saw that Wang Da, who had just left, actually walked over again. "Mr. Wang, what are you?"

"What do you call the little brother?" Wang Da glanced at him, walked in front of Ye Chaoyang, and handed out his business card. "I admit it."

"My name is Ye Chaoyang, Mr. Wang, do you want to trade again?" Ye Chaoyang said with a smile.

Wang Da smiled bitterly: "Five million is too much, four million and eight million, I also want to earn a little, right?" ”

"It seems that Mr. Wang is not only a collector, but also an antique dealer." Ye Chaoyang said with a smile. "Boss. I think it's okay for the price, what do you think? ”

"You said yes, I could." Da Chun was so excited that he trembled, he really didn't expect his old signboard to be so valuable.

Many people at the scene were also dumbfounded, the old signboard they saw every day was actually a treasure worth five million! What a blessing this must be!

Just when the two sides were about to pay the money, a group of people rushed in from outside, "What are you doing standing?" Who is called Ye Chaoyang, stand up for Lao Tzu! ”