I bought three helicopters in one go, which cost several hundred million.
He is worthy of being Mr. Ye.
Buying three helicopters at once is no longer a normal use, but a hobby.
After all, if it is only used normally, a helicopter is enough.
Because of personal hobbies, Mr. Ye is Mr. Ye, who is so awesome.
When Manager Zhao sighed, Ye Chen had already left Su Ningshuang and Zhao Shuxuan.
Ye Chen drove an ordinary Rolls-Royce Ghost from Daxia Real Estate Group and headed towards the city center.
The three of them had supper and wandered around the city center.
When the three of them passed by an antique building, they couldn't help but stop for a few steps.
"Qizhen Pavilion?"
Ye Chen muttered curiously.
“Where is this place?”
"This is a famous antique trading venue in Jiangzhou. My dad and Uncle Wan sometimes come here for a walk."
Su Ningshuang had obviously heard of it and introduced it to Ye Chen.
"Is that right? Go in and take a look."
It happened that there was no other place to go, so Ye Chen, Su Ningshuang and Zhao Shuxuan walked into Qizhen Pavilion.
As soon as he entered, Ye Chen saw a familiar figure in front of a counter.
Ye Chen walked over.
"This is a folk kiln, no, are you sure?"
In front of the counter, a chubby figure seemed to be arguing with the clerk.
"Of course I'm sure."
The clerk said with great certainty.
"It's impossible. My teacher said this is an official kiln in the Qing Dynasty."
"Fatty?"
Suddenly, a voice came from behind.
The chubby figure turned his head and happened to see Ye Chen.
"Old Ye?"
After seeing Ye Chen, the fat man was also extremely surprised and did not expect to meet him here.
Fatty is Ye Chen’s friend for many years and has been admitted to universities in Jiangzhou, but Fatty School is a little further away from Ye Chen’s school.
As soon as school started, the fat man invited Ye Chen to go out for fun.
Recently, Ye Chen has been busy, and the fat man seems to have something to do, so he has no contact.
I didn't expect to meet him in Qizhen Pavilion.
"Sister Shuxuan."
The fat man greeted Zhao Shuxuan, so he naturally got to know Zhao Shuxuan.
"this?"
The fat man looked at Su Ningshuang and asked curiously.
"This is Su Ningshuang, Senior Sister Su."
Ye Chen spoke.
After looking at Ye Chen, then looking at Su Ningshuang, the fat man seemed to understand.
The fat man looked at Ye Chen with admiration.
"Senior Sister Su."
The fat man greeted him actively.
"Hello."
"What are you doing?"
"I used to be at a street stall and thought the porcelain was pretty, so I spent more than 200 yuan to buy it."
The fat man whispered in Ye Chen's ear.
"I originally wanted to be a decoration, but I didn't expect that once our counselor went to my dormitory to check and saw this porcelain bottle."
"He is very knowledgeable about antiques. He told me that I have picked up a big hole. This seems to be an authentic Qing Dynasty official kiln worth more than 100,000 yuan?"
"I'll see if I can sell it today."
After listening to the fat man's words, Ye Chen understood.
Ye Chen has a little understanding of porcelain.
The porcelain of Fatty is indeed well made.
He seemed to have seen a porcelain bottle similar to this from the antique shelf at Uncle Mo's house.
Although the porcelain bottle at Uncle Mo's house is a decoration, it will not be ordinary if it can be placed there.
"But the clerk just now said, I am a private kiln, not an official kiln."
The fat man said with some doubts.
Although the folk kiln and the official kiln are only one word different, their values are very different.
Official kilns are often more valuable!
"Are you sure this is a folk kiln?"
Ye Chen asked the clerk.
"Of course."
The clerk's answer was unchanged.
"What's wrong, what's wrong?"
A man who looked like a manager seemed to see the dispute here and walked over.
"Manager, that's it"
The clerk whispered in the manager's ear.
"I'll take a look."
After listening to the clerk's words, the manager carefully picked up the fat man's porcelain bottle.
After watching for a while, the manager let go.
"Little brother, this is indeed a folk kiln."
The manager said with regret.
"But it is a fine product in the folk kiln. Let's do it this way. If you are willing to sell it, we will make friends. I will offer a real price and will not make any money."
"Eight thousand yuan, you can leave it."
The manager looked like he was bleeding heavily.
Eight thousand yuan is indeed a lot for an ordinary college student.
"But my teacher said, it's an official kiln."
The fat man spoke.
"Little brother, you still don't believe me. In this way, I'll ask someone to invite a professional to you."
After saying that, the manager winked at the clerk next to him.
Two minutes later, the clerk invited an old man with gray hair.
"This is the vice president of Jiangzhou Treasure Appraisal Association, a director of Jiangnan Appraisal Association, and a famous national treasure appraisal expert."
The manager introduced the fat man.
"Let him see, don't worry."
Hearing a string of titles from the money expert, the fat man nodded subconsciously.
The manager handed the porcelain bottle to the money expert. While the fat man was not paying attention, the manager gave the money expert a special look.
After taking the porcelain bottle and looking at it for a while, the money expert spoke:
"Not bad, not bad, it's a good folk kiln, worth six or seven thousand."
Even experts say that the fat man is very disappointed.
"How is it, little brother, I didn't cheat you, eight thousand yuan is already generous."
The manager said with a sincere look:
"Let me do this, I'll give you a little more, nine thousand yuan, we'll accept it."
"Although it is worth less than 9,000 yuan, I like it very much. We can be considered as making friends."