Chapter five hundred and seventy seventh small test of skill
"Hmph, I'll let you kowtow and apologize later." Song Xiaowan turned around and walked back. How could she find treasures with her half-hearted skills? Besides, ten thousand yuan is a lot of money, so she walked back in a hurry: "Tch, you didn't either.
I said I couldn't find relatives, so I used 10,000 yuan to buy my uncle's treasure that cost hundreds of thousands. When the time comes, I can pay it back if I win. Well, I can't go too far. I asked my uncle to buy a similar product, and the price was fixed at 2
It’s about a hundred thousand or so.”
Song Xiaowan seemed to have won, and walked back happily.
"Shaoyu, if that stewardess goes back to her uncle to buy a treasure, we will definitely lose. Hey, you shouldn't bet with him." Xia Wanqing suddenly said worriedly.
"It's okay, she can't win." A smile appeared on Gao Shaoyu's lips. He had already expected Song Xiaowan's cleverness.
"But in one hour, where can we go to find a treasure that is worth more than hers?"
Too unreliable.
"One hour is enough. After all, Panjiayuan is a famous antique market across the country, and there will definitely be real treasures." Gao Shaoyu looked confident.
"Forget it, let's look for it separately. We'll call you when the time comes. This will save some time. There's always a chance to win." Xia Wanqing bit her lip and finally said seriously.
"Okay." Gao Shaoyu nodded. After all, with Xia Wanqing beside him, it would be inconvenient for him to use his skills. It would be bad to arouse her suspicion.
Xia Wanqing left first, and Gao Shaoyu walked slowly forward, as if walking, not like participating in a competition. More than half an hour passed quickly, and Xia Wanqing called him over there and asked him to come over.
I went over there and looked around and found that there were a few genuine products, but the prices were exaggerated, and the value itself was only a small profit. There was no hope of winning against Song Xiaowan, unless that girl was stupid and made a high imitation or a fake.
goods.
Gao Shaoyu knew that Xia Wanqing had no money, so he bought it directly. Then after gaining the power of those antiques, he raised his hand and handed it to her and said: "Well, Wan Qing discovered these, wait for you to sell them."
If you have money, just give me the principal."
"What you bought with your money should be yours. I can't take it." Xia Wanqing shook her hand and said.
"Take it quickly, I don't care about the money. Besides, if I take it, Song Xiaowan will be verbose." Gao Shaoyu said seriously.
"Okay then." Xia Wanqing thought for a while and said solemnly: "When the money is sold, after deducting the principal, each of us will earn half of the profit."
"Okay." Gao Shaoyu nodded, not caring how much it cost.
Xia Wanqing nodded and accepted it, putting it into a carry-on bag.
"Let's go, take a look ahead." Gao Shaoyu said with a smile.
"Shaoyu has been here for more than half an hour. You don't seem to be in a hurry at all. How about we just leave? Anyway... Panjiayuan is so big, she won't stare at us, right?" Xia Wanqing bit.
He gritted his teeth and suddenly laughed.
"Ah, Wan Qing didn't expect that such an intellectual and beautiful girl like you would say this. It's not good for Wan Qing to be untrustworthy." Gao Shaoyu suddenly pursed his lips and said with a smile.
"I'm not doing this for your own good. That woman is so unruly. What if I really make you kowtow and apologize?" Xia Wanqing said anxiously as she stamped her feet.
"Okay, there are still twenty minutes left, hurry up and you won't find a good baby." Gao Shaoyu said with a smile.
"Then hurry up." Xia Wanqing's face was covered with a thick look of worry, and she followed Gao Shaoyu to help him find good items. However, the antique shop has not been open for three years, and it has been open for three years. Not only is it
For those who sell antiques and those who buy antiques, it is not that easy to get a good treasure.
Gao Shaoyu's face remained normal as he walked forward step by step. Xia Wanqing, who was following behind, looked at her phone over and over again, becoming more and more anxious.
"Boss, how did you sell this?" Gao Shaoyu suddenly stopped in front of a stall and pointed to a ceramic jar. It looked good. It looked a bit like a tribute vase from the Ming and Qing Dynasties. If it was true, it would never be possible to resell it for a million.
question.
"My little brother has good eyesight. This is a willow-leaf glazed tribute vase from the Qianlong period of the Ming Dynasty. It was specially used for sacrifices by princes, generals and prime ministers. I also got it from the home of a descendant of the Eight Banners. As you know, the whole process is not easy.
It's easy, it took a lot of effort, but I didn't expect that my brother discovered it all at once, it's amazing, amazing, he has good eyesight." A middle-aged man, wearing a silk suit, he didn't feel too hot even in the summer, his face looked bright
She is fair-skinned, her fingers are slender than women's, and she wears white gloves. It can be seen that she is not someone who often goes to the countryside to dig out old houses. Ten of the treasures in her hands are bought from other hands, and most of them are probably fake.
"Oh, the tribute vases from the Qianlong period are not simple. Could it be that the willow-leaf glaze tribute vase was the one in the family of minister Heshen during the Qianlong period?" Gao Shaoyu suddenly said in surprise.
"Um, yes, yes, brother, I got my good eyesight from the descendants of He Shen." The middle-aged man gave a thumbs up in admiration and muttered in his heart, that's bullshit He Shen, this bottle was just a few days ago.
Bought from a counterfeit dealer, seems to have been manufactured less than a month ago.
"How much does it cost?" Gao Shaoyu nodded and said with a playful smile.
"It's not expensive. Since I want to buy it sincerely, I'll charge you 50,000 yuan. Let's treat it as a friend." The middle-aged man stretched out five fingers and said with a burst of pain, as if he had suffered a loss.
Some of the onlookers were surprised. Is such a bottle worth 50,000 yuan? Some people whispered to persuade Gao Shaoyu not to buy it, and some were watching the excitement. However, many people were not very optimistic about this bottle. It was too expensive.
Okay, fifty thousand yuan is enough for ordinary people to make money even if they don’t eat or drink.
"Shaoyu, is there a willow flower glazed tribute vase like this during the Qianlong period? How do I remember that it was from the Jiajing period? Take a closer look." Xia Wanqing reminded in a low voice, if it were not in front of the seller, she would probably directly
Said it was a fake.
"Yeah." Gao Shaoyu just nodded vaguely, but still shook his head and sighed: "The things look good, but they are too expensive." He turned around and left.
"Brother, don't leave. If you buy it sincerely, I'll give you a 20% discount. It's 40,000 yuan, but it can't be any cheaper." The middle-aged man finally managed to steal a fool, so naturally he didn't want him to leave.
"Hey, who is the unlucky guy who actually bought antiques at Wang Geng's house? Uncle said that almost all of their houses are fake." Song Xiaowan muttered. Seeing the crowd in front of her, she squeezed into the crowd to join in the fun. Unexpectedly,
It turned out to be Gao Shaoyu, who he had bet with, buying something. He couldn't help but almost screamed, but he still hurriedly covered his mouth and turned his eyes.
"Forty thousand yuan, should I remind him or not?"