Chapter 384: I think its better to call Jinpen Pawn
The aunt holding the gold bars simply put the gold bars away, turned around and left.
As he left, several people took their things and moved to another place.
Some people went to queue elsewhere, some sat on the benches in the hall, and a few walked out of the hall directly.
These are all supposed to be here to harvest wool. They rush forward when they encounter an opportunity. If there is no chance, they leave decisively.
Glancing at the situation in the hall, Chen Wenzhe even saw a few people gathering around to discuss business.
This was a blatant attempt to cut off the pawn shop business. However, such things seemed to be commonplace. None of the colleagues in the pawn shop paid any attention to it. Even the security guard at the door only reminded them to keep their voices down.
"Look at this gold brick of mine. I need money urgently. Give me a higher price. It's a dead giveaway!"
After many people left, some customers who really wanted to pawn came forward.
This time it was still gold, but this gold brick was quite big. Chen Wenzhe knew at a glance that it was a fifty-pound gold brick.
Such gold bricks are only specially made by merchants for activities. It is just a gimmick.
Fifty kilograms, a total of twenty-five thousand kilograms, which is worth a lot of money.
"Why not sell it to a bank? They don't charge any fees."
Standing up and picking up the gold brick, Chen Wenzhe asked.
"Today is Sunday. I need money urgently. I need cash."
With just a hug, Chen Wenzhe knew that something was right.
"Okay, Chengfeng, you can calculate it for him according to the company's rules and see how much it will cost!"
"Is this the end?" Ye Chengfeng looked at Chen Wenzhe in surprise.
"How much more trouble do you want? This is a modern gold brick. It definitely reaches the four nines. There is no fraud. According to the current price of gold, excluding our handling fee, it is what others deserve."
Regardless of Ye Chengfeng and Zhao Fei, Chen Wenzhe receives the next client, and this time he finally returns to his old profession.
"Brother Chen, you have to be more careful. This is 25 kilograms and several million dollars."
Seeing how arrogant Chen Wenzhe was, beads of sweat fell on Ye Chengfeng's face.
"No problem, this is pure gold. If you don't believe it, you can identify it yourself."
Chen Wenzhe was opening a wooden box. Inside was a set of eight tea bowls and small pastel bowls, which looked very beautiful.
However, when he picked one up and looked around, he lost interest.
He looked up at the customer, an old man in his sixties.
"Uncle, do you like collecting?"
"Yes, I have been playing for more than 20 years."
Chen Wenzhe has a headache. Professionals like this are the most difficult to deal with.
I don’t know who has a good conscience and cultivated qualified leeks!
"Uncle, look here. Is the connection between this picture and the picture a little bad?"
"Huh? If you don't remind me, I really didn't notice it. The painting is indeed not very good. The buyer is the one who is criticizing. Just tell me, how much can your pawn shop give me for my set of eight Qianlong pastels?
Money? My son is getting married and needs money urgently. I can’t wait for the photo shoot."
Chen Wenzhe had no other choice. He picked up a small teacup again and turned it around. Sure enough, there was a fragment in the picture again. There was an obvious vertical mark. The pastel picture on the small teacup was broken into pieces.
For two.
This vertical mark is like a piece of paper that has been circled around the small tea bowl, leaving traces on the docking part.
"Uncle, look at your eight small bowls. Each of them has a vertical mark like this. This is due to the painter's incompetence."
There is no need to speak clearly, otherwise, it may cause trouble.
"Huh? Is there really one? This is more proof that it is a complete set. It must have been painted by the same painter, otherwise the mistakes would not be the same."
Chen Wenzhe was speechless. This thing was not painted, but pasted on.
If it is painted on, no matter how bad the painting is, it will always be pastel, and it can be worth some money, but for this decal work, a teacup can cost up to two and a half yuan.
"Uncle, your set of teacups can cost up to twenty yuan if you buy them in the market!"
The customers in line were chatting buzzingly with each other, but when he said this, their voices immediately stopped.
"Twenty yuan? Not two hundred thousand?" The uncle was a little confused.
Chen Wenzhe sighed and said: "Uncle, this is porcelain produced in a large-scale industrialization and has no collection value."
"Haha, young man, are you kidding me? This is still a gold medal pawn? I think it's better to call it Jinpen Pawn."
After saying that, the old man put the cup into the wooden box and left with an angry look on his face.
Chen Wenzhe didn't take it seriously. Although his attitude was bad, it still contributed some achievement value to him.
"What do you mean? Why is the golden basin gone?"
Zhao Fei has a big heart and is still struggling with the golden basin and the gold medal!
"People say you can wash your hands in a golden basin."
A customer from behind came forward with a smile.
Looking at this person, Chen Wenzhe didn't feel good. A smiling tiger-type customer might have come with a big pitfall.
While talking, the old man also took out a wooden box.
He did not wait for Chen Wenzhe to take action, but opened it himself and carefully took out the two pieces of porcelain inside.
"Young man, I think you are really capable, don't let me down!"
With that said, the old man pushed two pieces of porcelain in front of Chen Wenzhe.
This time, Chen Wenzhe was really surprised, because the two pieces of porcelain the old man took out were both carmine red glazed porcelain.
The plain carmine is not carved or painted, it is just a layer of carmine.
The two small bowls are both tall cups, small in size, with an open mouth, about ten centimeters in diameter, slightly larger than a tea bowl.
One small bowl is bright red, and the other one is a bit dull. It is obvious that they are not a pair.
Sure enough, when I turned it over and looked at it one by one, I found that they had different signatures. One was made in the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty, and the other was made in the Kangxi period.
Chen Wenzhe directly ignored the Kangxi one and picked up the Yongzheng imperial one.
Carmine was created in the late Kangxi period, and the best was made in the Yongzheng Dynasty.
So that carmine red goblet made by Emperor Kangxi, just by taking a casual look at it and looking at the beautiful hair color, you can tell that it is either a new imitation, an old imitation, or an official imitation. No matter which one it is, it is not as good as
The one he has now is of high value.
"Young man, you don't like that Kangxi one? It's older than the thing in your hand. Nothing from the third generation of the Qing Dynasty is cheap, let alone the Kangxi one. It shouldn't be cheaper than the thing in your hand, right?"
The old man, who was always watching what he said and looked at, could tell what Chen Wenzhe was thinking at a glance.
But Chen Wenzhe ignored the old man and asked directly.
"Old man, do you want to live or die?"
"What is the price of death?"
"You have to see something first. Are you planning to die?"