Qin Hao suppressed his words, while An Ran and Lin Moxue covered their mouths and snickered from behind.

"I can only give you this number because I still have to operate it."

Qin Hao made an "eight" gesture.

"Eighty thousand? That's too little. I heard antiques are very valuable."

Qin Hao quickly shook his head and said:

"Miss Qiao misunderstood, I said 800,000!"

"If I operate this painting, I can sell it for up to one million yuan. In addition, I will also need appraisal fees, channel fees, etc., so I also buy it sincerely."

"If Miss Qiao is willing to take action, I will take it. If not, then take it away."

Qiao Li doesn't care whether Qin Hao's words are true or false. What he cares about is money.

Qiao Li had shown it to others before, and the prices offered were around two to three hundred thousand. Unexpectedly, Lu Yuan gave her eight hundred thousand.

This was far beyond her expectations, and she also believed that even if it were exchanged, someone might not be able to offer a higher price than this.

"Boss Qin, I agree to this price."

"By the way, this store is newly opened today, right?"

Qin Hao nodded and said:

"Ms. Qiao has a good eye. Indeed, it just opened today and you are the first customer to sell something."

"Then I'm really honored. Why don't you add me as a friend? I still have a lot of these things at home. Whenever I am short of money, I can use them to exchange for money."

Qin Hao was overjoyed, he made the right bet, and the reason why he gave 800,000 yuan was for what he would get later.

Otherwise, he is not a fool and would have asked for 800,000 yuan as soon as he opened his mouth.

Add friends, exchange phone numbers, make payments, write receipts, sign transfer contracts, etc.

Half an hour later, Qiao Li left.

"Husband, do you want some fast food?"

After Qiao Li left, An Ran's hand reached out to Qin Hao's weak spot as if it had been positioned.

"Don't make trouble, I'm doing business!"

An Ran curled her lips and said, "If you pay eight hundred thousand yuan for a painting, anyone can do this business."

Qin Hao rolled his eyes and started talking nonsense seriously.

"Will I, Qin Hao, fall in love with that Qiao Li just now?"

"Look at her makeup, which looks like a ghost. The folds on her face can hold a dollar coin, and the powder can even scratch a wall."

"Also, you actually want an old man to be your mistress. Do you think my Qin Hao's taste is so bad?"

As Qin Hao spoke, he said sorry to Qiao Li in his heart.

"Pfft", An Ran smiled with satisfaction.

"Novel, the price is indeed a bit high. That Qiao Li just now obviously doesn't understand antiques."

Song Tingting also spoke at this time.

Qin Hao shook his head, picked up the paper drawing, and explained.

"This Qiao Li, as we guessed, is a rich man's lover or mistress."

"And this person must like antiques, so he should have a lot of them at home. Didn't Qiao Li herself say this later?"

"Since Qiao Li doesn't understand antiques, she will definitely sell them. She can sell them to us, and she can also sell them to others."

"Then if I am twice as expensive as others, or even more, do you think she will sell it to others?"

After listening to Qin Hao's words, the three of them suddenly realized.

"But, we don't have much profit either?"

"One million, the capital is only 800,000, and there are stores, labor costs, etc., we don't make much!"

Qin Hao looked at An Ran who was still confused and quickly explained:

"First, earning less is still earning, and it is better than earning for others."

"Second, this painting costs more than a million!"

As soon as these words came out, the three of them looked at Qin Hao at the same time, and the latter's hair stood on end.

"Why are you looking at me? Am I that stupid? Would I stupidly tell that Qiaoli that this painting is worth two to three million?"

"Two to three million? Qin Hao, I want to resign and come to work for you!"

Lin Moxue was really shocked. In just a moment, Qin Hao made one or two million.

"It's a great opening today, and the business is good, so I will reward each person with 100,000 yuan."

"I'm here to see the store. However, you can take your cousin and Tingting to go shopping!"

"Yeah, my husband is so nice!"

An Ran gave Qin Hao a sweet kiss, and then took the two girls to go shopping.

Thinking that nothing was wrong, Qin Hao was about to take out his mobile phone and play games for a while. At this moment, a middle-aged man about forty years old came in.

He is holding a box in his hand.

"Boss, do you collect antique fragments here?"

Qin Hao was about to refuse. If he wanted to repair the porcelain fragments, he must first have one piece.

One or two pieces or a few pieces alone are of little value.

Qin Hao found a rule. As long as an item is 70% spliced, Qin Hao can repair it.

Below this number, Qin Hao can't do anything. This is obtained through experiments.

"Are you going to sell the pieces?"

Qin Hao put down his mobile phone and motioned to the other party to put the box on the counter.

This is important, otherwise the other party will be in trouble by pretending that Qin Hao broke his antiques.

But this kind of thing usually doesn’t happen in stores, because which store doesn’t have a few cameras nowadays?

When Qin Hao opened the box and the fragments inside were displayed in front of his eyes, he was slightly surprised.

[Qing Dynasty glass lamp fragments], authentic, x1

[Qing Dynasty Glaze Lamp Fragments], authentic, x2

[Qing Dynasty colored glaze lamp fragment], authentic, x...

This is a [Qing Dynasty colored glaze lamp], which was broken.

"Hello, my name is Qin Hao. I would like to ask you, how come you are like this?"

"Hello, my name is Wang Qi!"

"It's a long story. This item was left to me by my father. It's a good thing."

"Unfortunately, I had a fight with my wife two days ago and she broke this thing. I heard that someone can repair it, so I wanted to ask if you will accept it."

"It doesn't matter how much you can sell it for, the main thing is that you can't let the good stuff go to waste, right?"

Qin Hao nodded. This [Qing Dynasty Glaze Lamp] had many fragments, so it was not difficult to repair it.

"Mr. Wang, first of all, let me give you some knowledge about antiques."

"Liu Li was the name in ancient times, but in modern times it is simply glass, and in a sense it is not as good as modern glass. After all, where is the current level of craftsmanship?"

"Of course, we don't sell glass antiques. Glazed lamps like yours

If it's intact, it can still be sold for 100,000 or 80,000 yuan!"

"You can check this on Du Niang, but yours has been smashed. In a fundamental sense, it is just a pile of glass fragments."

"So, if you sell it, I'll give you a thousand yuan, or you can take it back as a souvenir!"

Wang Qi shook his head and said:

"The boss is an honest person. I have asked three companies and they said exactly the same thing as you."

"Just one thousand, it's better than taking it back and throwing it away as garbage for my mother-in-law at home."
Chapter completed!