The foreigner felt that he could not explain Chen Wenzhe, so he immediately changed the topic.
"It's just a pair of pliers, it doesn't rise to the legal level."
"It cannot rise to the legal level, but it can rise to the moral level."
"Moral? Are you saying it's immoral for you to sell me this thing?"
Chen Wenzhe looked at this interesting foreigner. He must have lived in China for many years, otherwise, he would not be so familiar with the tricks in the antique shop.
Chen Wenzhe just wanted to see how he performed.
Sure enough, the foreigner talked nonsense for a while and then said again: "This thing has nothing to do with morality, it just looks good. I can give you a hundred dollars."
One hundred US dollars is quite a lot, enough to exchange for more than 600 RMB!
In just a short time, I made double the profit.
Li Jinli had been attracted to it for a long time, and now that he heard the conversation between the two people, he felt that the rusty pliers on the coffee table seemed a little special.
In fact, he had noticed this pair of pliers for a long time, but this pair of needle-nose pliers really didn't look good.
Anyone who sees this kind of thing will not take it seriously because it is so common.
If it is really unusual, as the foreigner said, it just looks a bit old because of a layer of patina, and there is nothing else.
However, looking at Chen Wenzhe's attitude now, it is obvious that this vise is not that simple.
Li Jinli looked at Chen Wenzhe. Judging from his expression, Chen Wenzhe should also be performing at this time.
He now understands some of Chen Wenzhe's small movements and expressions.
For example, if you smile, look very friendly, or even speak a little flatteringly, you are lying.
At this time, there was no flattery, just a smile. He probably didn't want to deceive others. However, Chen Wenzhe at this time would not be deceived. At the very least, he would not be a good teacher. He would say nothing more and let people prostitute in vain.
After being in contact for a long time, Chen Wenzhe became deeply disgusted with the behavior of insiders who engaged in prostitution for free.
As for laymen, Chen Wenzhe is not wary. If you want to know something, he will tell you.
Now this foreigner is obviously not a layman.
Seeing Chen Wenzhe shaking his head, the foreigner was a little surprised: "One hundred dollars is not enough? You have to know, this is more than 600 yuan."
"It must be less. If I can buy this thing, I naturally know something about it." Chen Wenzhe said with a smile.
The foreigner took a deep look at the young man in front of him. Is he really knowledgeable?
Chen Wenzhe is really too young. At this age, it is easy for people to look down upon him in the antique industry.
"It shouldn't be difficult to sell this thing in your country, right? You just said that buying and selling this thing is illegal." The foreigner changed his strategy.
Chen Wenzhe smiled. Is this threatening him as the master in their land?
"As long as you don't trade, it will be fine. The price you offer is not high anyway."
"If you don't trade it, it's a worthless tool, and I can trade it."
As he said this, the foreigner pointed to his head. Does this mean that he is superior to others or that he has privileges?
Regarding this point, Chen Wenzhe is really a little helpless. What others say seems to be the truth.
Some foreigners stationed in China do have a lot of privileges.
For example, some diplomatic officials can leave directly on a special plane. At that time, they left the country with some personal belongings, and domestic customs officers really couldn't inspect them.
"If it's less, I won't sell it, and it's not worth it to break the law for a hundred dollars."
"This is considered an antique. I can add a little more, one hundred and fifty dollars, or one thousand yuan, but the price is high."
Chen Wenzhe became interested at this time. Did this foreigner really know that this vise was from the Warring States Period?
If we really knew, this would not be a simple problem of China Connect.
"Still too little!"
Looking at Chen Wenzhe who was unmoved, the foreigner was a little confused.
However, as a true China hand, he knew at this time that he could not raise the price, otherwise, no matter how high the price was, he would still not be able to get the item.
"What a pity. I'm very sincere. This is my business card. If you come up with it anytime, you can contact me. I can only offer you a thousand yuan at most."
Shaking his head, the foreigner put a business card on the table, turned around and left.
At this moment, Professor Tao actually walked in from outside.
Chen Wenzhe was really surprised to see Professor Tao by accident.
However, when he saw the driver Tao Fang following him, Chen Wenzhe knew how Professor Tao came here.
Walking in, Tao Yiyun looked at the foreigner who was about to leave in surprise: "Mr. Smith?"
"Tao? I didn't expect to meet you here!"
Smith hugged Professor Tao enthusiastically. It was obvious that Professor Tao couldn't stand it.
Looking at Professor Tao's expression, Chen Wenzhe smiled unkindly.
It seems that few Chinese can tolerate this kind of etiquette.
Too enthusiastic and too hypocritical!
"This is Hagen Smith, a staff member of the Beautiful Country in China. He likes Chinese and Chinese culture. He is a true China expert."
After finishing speaking, Professor Tao walked around the store. He knew Hagen's habits. If he came here, he must have liked something.
Then there is the 40 centimeter-high jade tripod on the desk. However, it looks very new. Was it just made?
Professor Tao glanced at Chen Wenzhe. He suspected that this boy was making high imitations again. However, was such a beautiful jade tripod really made by Chen Wenzhe?
Apart from these things, there seems to be nothing else here?
After patrolling back and forth, Professor Tao soon noticed a few pairs of blue and white porcelain in the corner and at the door. They looked like blue and white porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty!
However, it was obvious that Hagen did not notice the blue and white porcelain in the corner. It was at this time that he saw the Warring States vise that Chen Wenzhe mentioned on the coffee table not far from the door.
"Mr. Hagen likes this vise?"
Professor Tao smiled and glared at Chen Wenzhe. Just throw this kind of thing on the coffee table at the door? Are you not afraid of being taken away?
"Yes, I can pay two thousand yuan. This is for Professor Tao's sake. Otherwise, I will leave."
Hagen shrugged with feigned regret, as if what he said was true.
"Two thousand, that's what this vise is worth. Its collection value is average and its research value is not great, but its social value is great."
"Social value?" Hagen obviously does not understand, what is social value?
Of course, he naturally understands the meaning of the four words social value. What he doesn’t understand is why an antique plier has great social value.
"For example, in ancient times more than 2,000 years ago, our ancestors were able to make modern tools like vises, but what about your ancestors? They were still drinking blood from their hair?"