The old man was in his seventies or eighties. He was wearing a gray Tang suit, his hair and beard were all gray, and he was playing with a pair of walnuts in his hand. He exuded an aura that was different from ordinary people.
"Hey, Master Cheng, you're here. I've been waiting for you to come." The owner of the street stall greeted the old man very warmly when he saw him.
"Wait a moment, I'll get the things for you right now."
The old man came over and instantly attracted many people. They all gathered when they saw him. Just when the stall owner was looking for something, he was suddenly surrounded by people.
"Master Cheng is here. Let's take a walk and have a look."
"Where is it? When did you come here? Why didn't I see it?"
"Master Cheng, that is our top treasure appraiser in Heyue City. If you go and take a look, you might be able to learn a few tricks."
"If it were so easy to learn, you would have become a treasure appraiser long ago. It would be good to open your eyes."
All of a sudden, people were everywhere, and the place was quickly surrounded by people. Xue An was planning to leave after getting this snuff bottle, but now he couldn't leave.
"Master Cheng, this is it. Show it to Zhang Zhangyan."
At this time, the boss had already found the treasure from the locker. It was a very exquisite brocade box, and after opening it, there was a snuff bottle inside.
"Master Cheng, I spent a lot of effort to get this. It is rumored to be a gift from the Heavenly Family. Please take the trouble to show me." The boss said anxiously.
A thing from heaven?
Master Cheng instantly became interested, nodded, stretched out his hand and tapped the table. The boss placed the brocade box on the table. Master Cheng took out the snuff bottle, looked at it carefully, smiled and said: "
I can’t see it with my blind eyes, is there anything else?”
After saying that, he put the snuff bottle into the brocade box again and looked elsewhere.
The stall owner's face suddenly changed, because Master Cheng's words had already indicated that he had received a counterfeit product.
In the antique industry, in addition to specialized appraisal agencies, when you spend some money to authenticate, they will issue you a document with an official seal stating whether it is genuine or fake.
Others, like some knowledgeable or clever collectors, will rarely tell the authenticity of the antique directly when they look at it.
After all, people don’t have the obligation to say it out loud. If they get hit, it’s not a scam. It’s really seen as a fake. Others will suffer heavy losses. Things bought with a lot of money may be worthless in an instant. If they are smashed in anger, they will be smashed again.
If you find out it's genuine, the seller will probably want to stab you with a knife.
There are many such precedents.
At the same time, if you make a mistake in your appraisal, it will have a huge impact on your reputation.
It's definitely not worth the gain.
Especially famous masters cherish their feathers very much.
It's not easy to become famous.
Therefore, even if Master Cheng knew that this thing was fake, he would not say it outright. He would just say that he couldn't see it, which meant that it was most likely a fake.
Now the owner of the street stall shop was completely panicked. He spent a lot of effort and a lot of money to recover this snuff bottle. When Master Cheng said this, his face turned pale instantly and he said anxiously: "
Master Cheng, would you like to take another look?"
As he spoke, he looked pleading.
"If you can't see this, let's change it to something else." Master Cheng flatly refused.
"There are no others, just this one." The street stall owner looked a little gloomy and said helplessly.
Master Cheng nodded after hearing this, feeling a little regretful, and was about to turn around and leave since it was gone.
At this moment, Master Cheng suddenly turned his attention to the snuff bottle in Xue An's hand. With some doubts in his eyes, he stopped and took a few more glances.
After a few seconds, he stared at the snuff bottle and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Little friend, can I take a look at this snuff bottle in your hand?" Master Cheng stepped forward and asked Xue An.
Xue An was slightly stunned, but he didn't care and said with a smile: "Old sir, take a look."
Then he handed over the snuff bottle in his hand.
Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to pick up antiques like this from hand. Just like at the beginning, when the street stall owner showed Master Cheng, Master Cheng would knock on the table and ask him to put it on the table, and then he could pick it up himself.
At this time, Master Cheng was a little anxious, so he reached out to take it, put it in the palm of his hand, and looked at it carefully. The more he looked at it, the brighter his eyes became, and his expression became a little excited.
This time, many people onlookers were a little surprised, even the street stall owner looked over.
"Did you find something good?"
"Isn't the snuff bottle in this kid's hand an antique?"
"It's possible. When you look at Master's expression, it's as if you're seeing a treasure."
"Nonsense, how can this thing be an antique? I bought it in bulk from a handicraft workshop." The stall owner curled his lips and said secretly.
Just when everyone was doubting, two minutes later, Master Cheng looked at Xue An excitedly and said, "My friend, can you give this to me? I am willing to bid 300,000."
What?
Three hundred thousand?!!
For a moment, everyone present was stunned when they heard what Master Cheng said.
He wants to buy this snuff bottle, and he is willing to pay 300,000, my God!
Xue An was also stunned. What he bought for 100 yuan changed hands and became 300,000 yuan. How many times does this have to be multiplied?
Not likely.
Xue An himself couldn't believe it.
"Three hundred thousand, old sir, are you kidding me?" Xue An said with a surprised look on his face.
Master Cheng thought that Xue An thought his bid was too low, so he immediately said: "If 300,000 is not enough, I will add another 50,000 to 350,000. What do you think?"
What?
Why did you say so well that you added more money? Is this nose and throat so valuable? Xue An was stunned for a moment. 350,000 yuan was placed in the village. That is a whole year's harvest of five or six people working hard.
It’s just that you have to go too early and get too late, there are still risks, and you’ll be exhausted.
But the small glass bottle in front of me is worth so much money.
Xue An was a little surprised: "Mr., are you really not joking with me?"
Master Cheng still thought that Xue An felt that his bid was not enough. He immediately stamped his feet, hesitated for a moment, and then gritted his teeth and said: "The price is 400,000, my dear. If you agree, I will transfer the money now.
Although it is a genuine product, 400,000 yuan is really the highest price. No matter how high it is, no one will buy it. Mainly because I prefer snuff bottles, and others bid around 300,000 yuan."
What?
More money?
I'm afraid you are not a master, but a master of adding money.
The onlookers nearby were also stunned by this operation. In just a few minutes, a snuff bottle has been increased from 300,000 to 400,000. This young man is really capable.
In fact, Xue An is even more confused! Due to various problems, the address has been changed. Please save the new address to avoid getting lost.
