"Old man, are you still sulking here? Let's smoke a cigarette to relieve our fatigue. It's very tiring to set up a stall here."
At the stall, Zhen Minglang bought a pack of Chinese cigarettes. In fact, Zhen Minglang also saw that this old man was different from ordinary hawkers.
Zhen Minglang boldly guessed that this old man might be the blood of the imperial city during the Manchu Qing Dynasty. After decades of hard work, he finally had nothing to lose, so he set up a stall here.
There were not many things in his stall. Apart from the imperial porcelain, there were just a few calligraphy and paintings. Zhen Minglang also glanced at the calligraphy and painting.
There was also spiritual energy flowing out, but that kind of spiritual energy was so subtle that it was almost non-existent. Zhen Minglang imagined that it was just a painting painted by an ancient person, a parent in his family, that had been handed down, and its collection value was only limited.
Because after all, it's not a celebrity's.
The old man saw that the cigarette in front of him was a soft Chinese cigarette. A pack of cigarettes cost nearly 70 yuan, and one cigarette cost only 3 yuan. The price is not going down!
The old man took the cigarette first, and then he looked bright and clear.
The young man in front of him was very refreshing, and the old man was very fond of him after seeing it. If his family hadn't been in a state of decline, this young man could have considered becoming his son-in-law.
The old man has experienced too much, so he has many ideas. The ability to think of so many things just after meeting Zhen Minglang is not something ordinary people can have.
The old man looked directly at Zhen Minglang, who also stretched out his hand to light the cigarette for the old man.
"Old man, I don't think you look like a hawker setting up a stall here. I see many different things in your eyes."
"oh?"
The old man naturally knew that he was not in this business, especially after being insulted by that little cousin just now. The old man wanted to hear Zhen Minglang's words even more.
"Then what do you think I do, and what do you see in my eyes?"
Zhen Minglang smiled and simply sat on the floor, as if he wanted to talk to the old man. The old man felt very comfortable after seeing this action.
After all, people are willing to chat with you. This is an attitude.
"Old man, to be honest, I think your family must have been very wealthy in the past. It is still very wealthy even now. However, this kind of prosperity requires you to use some of your own gadgets to achieve it. Just like your imperial porcelain,
People who don’t understand porcelain may think it’s not real, but people who understand porcelain will naturally appreciate it.”
"Haha, do you see that he is the real thing?"
Naturally, he knew that the yellow porcelain that the old man had was from the Yongzheng period, but it was passed down a few generations ago. As for whether it was something that Yongzheng had used, he didn't know. However, it was absolutely authentic.
"Old man, what should I say? It is true that he was born during the Yongzheng period, but it is difficult to say that it was used by Emperor Yongzheng. This kind of imperial porcelain is generally the royal color of the emperor, and the same is true for yellow porcelain.
A symbol of power. But besides being used by emperors, yellow porcelain may also be used by princes or princes."
What Zhen Minglang said is true. Although yellow is the royal color of the emperor, sometimes the emperor will attach this power to a certain powerful person or prince.
Therefore, it is hard to say whether it was used by Emperor Yongzheng.
If it was really used by Emperor Yongzheng, then the total amount of hundreds of millions of dollars is possible. You must know that the long-neck gourd vase with the picture of Emperor Qianlong's longevity in the Qing Dynasty was sold for a sky-high price of 25000 yuan. And now this imperial porcelain
It's even more valuable.
"Little brother, I can see that you really understand porcelain. To be honest, I feel a sense of intimacy when I see you. This yellow porcelain was indeed produced during the Yongzheng period. It was indeed offered as tribute to the emperor.
.But as you said, it’s really hard to check whether Emperor Yongzheng used it or not.
Certificate. Although there is the word Yongzheng on the bottom, I can't use it to explain. For collectors, sometimes what they need is that period of history. So little brother, if you really want this porcelain, I will
I’ll give you a good price. Do you want it?”
As expected, the old man is not the kind of merchant who is only interested in doing business, which undoubtedly brings the distance between Zhen Minglang and the old man closer. According to Zhen Minglang's estimate, the price of this imperial yellow porcelain should be 100 million yuan, and Zhen Minglang would sell it for at least 100 million yuan.
It was still certain, so as long as the old man didn't ask for too much, Zhen Minglang thought that he could eat the yellow porcelain.
"Yes, I want it. I think this kind of porcelain will be priceless in the future. I will treasure it when I take it home. I will still keep it until I need money."
To be honest, Zhen Minglang really wanted to collect this imperial porcelain. It was always a symbol and a kind of commemoration. But Zhen Minglang knew better that he needed money.
The investment in Stephen's fire alarm company cost 120 million, which cost almost all of his savings. If he couldn't transfer this imperial porcelain, where would he have the funds to develop other industrial companies?
"good."
The old man nodded repeatedly. "I originally wanted to sell this imperial porcelain for 35 million. My grandfather told my father this when he was still alive. After so many years, I believe the price of this porcelain should have increased.
Antiques become more valuable as they get older. But when I meet you, I will give you two million less. I only want you to have thirty-three million. Is that okay?"
If the old man said that he wanted to take tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars by himself, Zhen Mingliang would really not be able to accept it, and would even feel that he had been cheated.
But the current yellow porcelain is definitely worth it. Thirty-three million is really a good deal. Zhen Mingliang also believed the old man's argument that he would waive the two million.
In my grandfather's time, the concept of 35 million was far different from the current concept of 35 million. In other words, the 35 million at that time could be said to be 300 million.
Since the elder of the old man can speak so loudly, it means that the value of this thing may be far higher than the 100 million he imagined.
Or it could really be 300 million.
Even if it doesn't reach 300 million, 200 million is still an astronomical amount.
Then you can directly invest more funds in the fire alarm company, occupy more equity, and become a larger shareholder. This is undoubtedly a good choice.
The old man said 33 million. Yes, this price is not high compared with the value of yellow porcelain. But the old man looked at Zhen Minglang, feeling a little guilty.
The old man really wanted to give this imperial porcelain to Zhen Minglang, but a young man offered three million to three million. The old man thought it was just talking in his sleep in broad daylight.
How could he have so much money at such a young age?
But Zhen Minglang looked at the old man with extremely firm eyes, and then suddenly smiled. "Okay, deal!"