"I, I didn't know it was a porcelain coffin. I bought it because it looked old, but I didn't expect to be tricked again!"
Fatty Ma was crying. Hearing what Wu Xiaoli said was so unlucky, Fatty Ma's intestines almost turned green with regret.
The crying middle-aged woman suddenly stopped crying and looked straight at Wu Xiaoli: "Sister, you just said that this thing is of some age. Even if it's not from the Ming Dynasty, even if it's from the Qing Dynasty or the Republic of China, it should be worth some money.
If you want it, we’ll sell it to you cheaply!”
Wu Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, then immediately smiled bitterly. She had to walk around this unlucky thing when it was put on the road, so how could she want it?
"Auntie, we don't need this!"
Wu Xiaoli was as disgusted by the middle-aged woman's words as if she had eaten a fly, but the other party was her elder after all, and her good tutoring prevented her from getting angry on the spot.
"How much can it be sold for elsewhere? This is an old thing after all!" Fatty Ma said suddenly again, looking at Wu Xiaoli hopefully.
In fact, before Li Yang and Wu Xiaoli came, several knowledgeable people had already come to see them. These people were similar to Li Yang and they all hurriedly left with strange expressions after seeing them.
Fatty Ma was very worried.
Later, he remembered his father's best friend Liu Xuesong, who was a veteran in Mingyang's antique world. The things were too big for him to bring to Liu Xuesong to see, so he wanted to invite Liu Xuesong to come and take care of the eyes in person. Unexpectedly, Liu Xuesong didn't come, but
I sent my granddaughter here.
Fortunately, he didn't push this big vat to find Liu Xuesong. Otherwise, if Mr. Liu saw this thing and didn't beat him out with a stick, he wouldn't have brought the coffin to let people see it.
Wu Xiaoli smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle, don't you think about it, whose family will buy a coffin? No matter how old the thing is, it is useless. Will anyone collect ancient urns?"
Fatty Ma said blankly: "Well, isn't there a lot of people robbing tombs, and everything in the tombs is valuable? Why can't this be done?"
"Oh my God!"
Wu Xiaoli slapped her head in pain, she was almost defeated by this family.
"Uncle, the burial objects are different from this. They are all practical things. Have you ever seen any tomb robbers carrying coffins?"
After listening to Wu Xiaoli's words, Fatty Ma and the middle-aged woman stopped talking. They stared blankly at the unlucky Xuande vat, with the muscles on their faces trembling from time to time.
"But, your heater is quite nice. It's a really good thing. If you want to sell something, I can buy this!"
Li Yang suddenly said something, pointing to the heater on the table. Compared with the big vat, this heater is a good thing with a wide door.
"How much can you pay for this?" Fatty Ma was stunned and then asked hurriedly.
Li Yang picked up the heater and looked at it carefully, and then used his special ability to verify the age. Finally, he put it down and nodded, saying: "Twenty thousand!"
"It's only 20,000 yuan, no, it's too little. I owe more than 200,000 yuan to buy this big tank!"
As soon as Li Yanggang finished speaking, Fatty Ma shook his head and cried loudly. He was really crying. He had lost more than 200,000 yuan. It was basically difficult for him to stand up.
"Twenty thousand is its market price. If you go to an antique store, you will be lucky if it can sell for ten thousand!" Li Yang shook his head gently. This fat man deserved to be so unlucky, and he is still so greedy.
But having said that, this heater is really good. There is a detailed introduction to the heater in He's family's folklore book.
It is said that the heater originated in the Tang Dynasty, became popular in the Ming Dynasty, and became popular in the Qing Dynasty. It was a common thing used in many families at that time. Generally, the heaters were used by wealthy families, such as landlords, squires, and so on.
There are three types of heaters. The ones that are smaller than the one you have are called sleeve heaters. As the name suggests, they are put in your sleeves to keep warm. The one in front of you is called a hand heater. You can carry it or put it on the table for heating. The last one is called a foot heater. Listen to it.
The name tells you what it does.
Among these three types, the manufacturing requirements for foot stoves are the highest. After all, the thing you step on cannot be too bad, otherwise who will use it if it collapses all of a sudden?
The stove in front of Li Yang right now, although it is not a foot stove, is the work of a famous artist. It is the handiwork of Zhang Mingqi, a famous stove maker in the late Qing Dynasty. Of course, items made by famous artists are more expensive, and it would be easier to replace them with ordinary hand stoves of the same period.
Just one or two thousand yuan.
"Both of you are experts, I believe it, but can you give me more?"
Fatty Ma nodded with tears in his eyes. Some of the people who came before were interested in his stove. Just as Li Yang said, the highest price offered was only 10,000. Li Yang's price was indeed the highest.
.
"The price I offered is already very real. It won't be any higher. But I'm curious, how did you get this stove?"
Li Yang shook his head. Mr. He had reminded Li Yang many times that the last thing in the antique world is stories, whether they are true or false. In Li Yang's opinion, Fatty Ma's story should be true, but he is not a charity.
, will not pay more than the market price to buy his things. It does not mean that such things cannot be bought elsewhere.
"This stove was built into the big vat when I bought it. The person selling the big vat didn't agree with it at first. I said I wouldn't buy it if you didn't want it, so he gave it to me!"
Fatty Ma said while wiping away his tears. Li Yang's heart suddenly skipped a beat. It turned out that it was with the porcelain coffin. Li Yang's interest in the stove immediately diminished greatly.
Seeing Li Yang's expression, Fatty Ma immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly said: "Twenty thousand is just twenty thousand, take back as much as you can, otherwise I will really jump off the building!"
Seeing that Li Yang didn't move, Fatty Ma handed the heater to Li Yang's hand again: "You have already made a bid, but you can't refuse it. It's a bad rule!"
Li Yang smiled bitterly and shook his head. This fat man still knew the rules, but thinking about it, this stove is indeed not bad, so you can keep it. At least it is a real antique.
Li Yang never saved the 300,000 yuan in cash he took out last time. He spent some money on gambling stones and hospitalization when he was in Nanyang, but now he still has over 100,000 yuan left, which he put with Liu Gang.
Taking out 20,000 yuan in cash and giving it to Fatty Ma, Li Yang finally got his third collection. After learning so much antique knowledge, he only had three collections in hand. Li Yang really didn't dare to say that he was
People who like antiques.
"Damn fat man, take out all your rubbish and show it to this gentleman. If you can sell it, sell it. I lost so much this time. Let's see what you do in the future. Wuwu..."
The middle-aged woman suddenly scolded Fatty Ma, and then started crying again. For such a family, it is really difficult to bear the loss of more than 200,000 yuan.
In the past, if Li Yang's family had lost more than 200,000 yuan, they would probably have to sell their house. Li Yang sympathized with this family.
But sympathy is sympathy, Li Yang will never pity them. He already has a deep understanding of the antique industry, and he understands very well that such people are pitiful now, but after they have money, they will continue to buy antiques and be deceived in order to get rich. This is also
One reason why counterfeit products are repeatedly banned.
"Okay, okay, little brother, yes, your surname is Li. Mr. Li, come with me to the balcony to have a look. There are many treasures here!"
Fatty Ma nodded immediately, and his name for Li Yang changed continuously. It could be seen that his mood was really messed up at this time.
On the balcony, Li Yang and Wu Xiaoli were stunned for a moment, and then shook their heads together.
Will there be treasures on the balcony? I'm afraid Fatty Ma himself doesn't believe it. Those things are probably things that Fatty Ma couldn't sell after looking at them. Seeing how generous Li Yang was, he took Li Yang's idea.
"Don't you have any other collections at home?"
Li Yang didn't want to go to the balcony, but he couldn't bear Fatty Ma's warm invitation, so he had to follow him to the balcony and asked another question by the way.
"Originally there were a lot of them, but then many experts came to see them and they all said they were fakes. I couldn't sell them even if I wanted to, so I threw them all on the balcony in a rage!"
Fatty Ma said obediently, Li Yang's face became even bitterer, and Wu Xiaoli also smiled strangely.
The balcony of Fatty Ma's house was not big, and was filled with pots, pots, and junk. Li Yang couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this pile of things, and he lost interest in taking a closer look.
Wu Xiaoli, who was following her, had the same expression. The fat man had been punched in the eye so many times, but he still became braver as he fought. Courage is admirable, but not advisable.
Li Yang directly activates his special ability. Under the special ability, these things will be seen more directly. If there are good things, he will look closely. If there are no good things, he will give up. Li Yang is not in the mood to see one by one. But Li Yang
I don't have much hope for these things. Many people have seen them, and they are all on the balcony. It is a miracle that there are still good things.
All the things in the balcony instantly appeared in Li Yang's mind. Li Yang was slightly startled, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and immediately returned to his original appearance. A miracle really happened.
Since Li Yang was at the front, he didn't notice the strange expression on his face. Fatty Ma was still playing with his treasure with a bitter look on his face.
"How are you going to sell these things?"
Li Yang asked softly. When he asked, Wu Xiaoli looked at him in surprise. Li Yang wouldn't go crazy and really want to buy this garbage.
"You, you want them all?" Fatty Ma was startled, and then said in surprise:
Li Yang nodded and said: "If the price is right, I'll take it all, but if it's expensive, I won't take it!"
"Ten, one hundred thousand, no, no, fifty thousand will do, fifty thousand will do!" Fatty Ma thought for a long time before he dared to bid. When he said one hundred thousand, he saw Li Yang's face suddenly change, and he hurriedly changed his word to fifty thousand.
Li Yang looked at Fatty Ma coldly and said, "Did you spend fifty thousand to buy these things?"
"Fifty thousand yuan is useless, but, after all, this thing will increase in value!"
Fatty Ma's voice suddenly became much softer. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at Li Yang. Wu Xiaoli was so angry at his words that she almost fainted.
He continues to treat a pile of scrap metal as a treasure. This man is really hopeless.
"Then just wait for the value to increase!" Li Yang shook his head with a smile, turned around and walked out.
"Don't, don't, Mr. Li, you say, you can say as much or as little as you like!" Fatty Ma hurriedly grabbed Li Yang, pleading with his eyes.
"Thirty thousand, if you don't want to, forget it!"
Li Yang sighed softly, sighing secretly that he was still not ruthless enough. If it were anyone else, five hundred for these things would be a sky-high price for him.
"Li Yang, are you crazy?" As soon as Li Yang finished speaking, Wu Xiaoli exclaimed.
