Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 297

"OK."

"Fifty thousand is only 50,000. I originally planned to give it to you and let you take it for yourself, but you insisted on giving it to you. Isn't it?" Zeng Yingjie said, just telling the truth.

With his big business, he is really not short of this little money.

Speaking of which, there is no difference between 50,000 and 500,000, but Qin Hao is so principled that he admires him very much and values ​​him more.

Qin Hao didn't say nonsense, and directly transferred 50,000 to him.

Then he went to bring the pot of golden-wired orchids, but he didn't look at the orchids, but he looked at a decorative part of the pot.

This looks like a rockery. In fact, this is not artificially made, but a naturally formed strange stone, with a value of at least 200,000 yuan.

Even if it is 500,000, it is worth it.

Of course, this depends on what kind of buyer you meet.

Seeing this scene, Ren Chuan couldn't help but pat his thighs and stood up excitedly: "Mouse, let me see this pot of flowers."

"Here."

As he said that, Qin Hao handed it to him directly.

Ren Chuan looked directly at the strange stone, not an orchid.

If this orchid was alive, it might be worth a little money if sold, but now it is half dead and even is about to be burping.

It's worthless,

Ren Chuan was also wondering just now that this thing was clearly worthless, so why did Qin Hao spend 50,000 yuan to buy it into his own hands?

As a result, when he saw the rockery among them, he immediately understood.

What is Qin Hao’s interest in orchid? It’s this strange stone!

However, he did not point it out, but said to Qin Hao: "Mouse, why don't you sell this pot of 100,000 yuan to me? I actually like this thing more."

"And I know a garden master, maybe I can save it."

“Not selling.”

"You can go out to buy a new one for 100,000 yuan. There is no need to come to see my pot, but if it is 500,000 yuan, I can consider giving it to you."

Qin Hao also directly refused.

Ren Chuan actually wanted to pick up a bargain in his own hands, which was just overthinking.

When Ren Chuan heard this, he was speechless.

This guy.

My eyes were too sharp. It would have been great if I had seen myself just now, otherwise I could get rid of the name of a boy who gave me money again.

What a pity!

"Okay, 500,000 is 500,000, I'll transfer the money to you now."

After saying that, Ren Chuan really completed the transaction.

This made Zeng Yingjie stunned. He was fiddling with the original stones and had no idea about the antique industry. He saw that Qin Hao spent 50,000 yuan to buy it from him.

As a result, before moving forward, I sold it to Ren Chuan, and the price increased tenfold.

Isn't this too much?

Is that my pot of grass really so valuable?

Seeing his face full of doubts, Qin Hao explained to him: "Brother Zeng, don't think too much. That pot of orchids can be said to be worthless now, but the valuable one is the rockery in the pot."

"This is not artificially carved, but is naturally formed. It can also be regarded as a kind of strange stone. In recent years, the price of strange stones has also increased."

"If you meet someone who likes to collect this thing, it will be worth 500,000 yuan."

"I see."

"Oh, tell me, I've been here for so many meals, but I didn't see such a miss before me, and I even asked you, kid, to pick it up."

"Oh my God!"

Ren Chuan said, looking like he was crying but not crying.

Seeing him playing tricks, the atmosphere was very relaxed.

But Ren Chuan looked at Qin Hao in surprise: "Mouse, don't tell me that in addition to gambling stones, you have certain achievements in cultural and cultural treasure appraisal?"

"Hahaha, you don't know."

"I think you didn't miss it, it's been in vain. You're so embarrassed that you always want to go to the old street to find a bargain, but you don't even know the name of Qin Hao."

"No wonder you were regarded as a boy who gave money."

“Where is there.”

Qin Hao's expression was slightly awkward. There was nothing to show off or say about his insignificant achievements, but Zeng Yingjie shook it out for him.

Zeng Yingjie smiled and said, "I said you boy, don't be humble. Although I don't play arts, I have heard from Mr. Yi talk a lot about you."

"Excessive modesty is hypocrisy."

So Zeng Yingjie told all the things Qin Hao had picked up.

For a moment, Ren Chuan was completely shocked.

He never expected that Qin Hao was so young that he had achieved such a high achievement in cultural and entertainment appreciation, besides gambling stones. This scared him.

His eyes when he looked at Qin Hao at this moment changed.

Anyway, that look is suitable for everything, but it is definitely not the look of looking at someone.

"Rat!"

"What kind of monster are you?"

"Damn it, are you still a human being? How old are you? You have achieved such success? Are you still letting someone like me live?"

"Let me some living space?"

“…”

Qin Hao was speechless.

"It's not as exaggerated as you said. It's just that I'm lucky. It's just a fool's play. It's still too far."

"It still needs to be constantly learning."

“…”

This time, it was Ren Chuan's turn to have a black line on his forehead: "Mouse, your words are a bit of a blow to people. It seems that my character is not good."

"I'm just a little bit of luck."

"Why don't we go out tonight?"

"Play it?"

Qin Hao looked at this guy speechlessly, and he really didn't understand what this guy meant, could it be a unclean thing, right?

When Ren Chuan saw him like this, he was speechless immediately.

"I said mouse, your kid's mind is a bit unpure. It seems a bit inconsistent with your age. I'm talking about ghost market."

"Ghost Market?"

Hearing these two words, Qin Hao was slightly stunned.

Of course he has heard of the name of Ghost Market, and he has always wanted to see the legendary Ghost Market, but it seems that there are very few in modern times, right?

At least he hasn't heard of it yet, where is there a ghost market or something?

But seeing Ren Chuan like this, he obviously knew where there was a ghost market. When he heard his tone, it seemed that the ghost market was not particularly far from here.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next