The business card was Xu Qing's name and phone number, but he didn't have much hope that the engraver he met by chance could go to Jiangcheng to work for Tianhong Group, but giving a business card seemed like a very casual act. If he had time, he would really like to
I went to meet the sculptor, but unfortunately time did not allow it, and Lao En was still waiting at the crossroads.
Xu Qing still had a lot of money in his pocket, so he bought a few exquisite bone necklaces from a roadside stall, took them back and distributed them to several women as souvenirs. After walking along the way, he quickly reached the end of a popular street. The so-called
The end does not mean that the road ahead is over, but it means that there are fewer street stalls on the roadside. Even if there are places to set up stalls further ahead, no one cares about it, so naturally it is the end.
"Hey! There are people selling purple clay pots here? This is..." An object on a street stall in a marginal area caught Xu Qing's attention. It was a purple clay pot, an old pot that was quite old. He didn't do any research on this.
At best, he knew that after brewing tea in this kind of purple clay pot for a long time, even if he poured some boiling water into it, it would smell like tea. What really attracted his eyes was the purple clay pot on the street stall now.
There are about ten purple clay pots on the stall, including bare pots, flower and fruit type, square pots, ribbed type, pottery decorative pots, and two old purple clay inner tube iron-wrapped pots. The one that caught Xu Qing's attention was
Xi Shi pot, this kind of pot belongs to the naked pot type. The appearance of this old pot is smooth and moist, because it must have been raised for many years, but what really attracted him was the lingering light golden energy on the surface of the purple clay pot.
, he even wondered if this thing was left behind by some ancient warrior?
There is nothing wrong with ancient warriors using purple clay pots, but it is impossible to imbue the old pot with such strong Qi. Even if you blow it into your mouth every day, it is difficult. The only explanation is that there is something fishy in this old pot, and there is something wrong with the clairvoyant eye.
A flaw that is not annoying is that it is impossible to see through an object filled with such strong energy. There must be something good hidden in the old pot in front of you.
Those who sell things must learn to watch people's words. Once they know that the customer has the intention to buy, they will do everything they can to make a deal. Those who buy things must learn to be careless. No matter how much they like something, they must temporarily hide their intentions or pretend to be interested.
Other things appear to be of interest, and the essence of doing business lies in enjoying the fun of the battle of wits between people.
Xu Qing didn't have much cash in his pocket, and he had no experience buying purple clay teapots at all. He didn't know how much this thing was worth. He had only heard of a famous purple clay teapot selling for tens or millions of dollars before.
If you grow an old pot with the name of an antique, the price will probably be high. To get it, you have to pay attention to strategy.
The stall selling purple clay pots is located in a remote location. In addition, this thing is popular in places where tea ceremonies are popular, but few people care about it in places where life is not affluent. The stall owner is a fat old man wearing a short gray cotton-padded jacket.
Wearing a small melon-skin hat, his appearance looks a bit funny. Looking at the two crescent moons on his mouth and his neatly groomed beard, it can be seen that he is a shrewd man.
The fat old man's face was smooth and red, and his neck naturally shrank when the cool breeze blew. His originally short body was lowered a few inches, but when he saw Xu Qing walking towards him, his small eyes suddenly narrowed.
Squinting, he wanted to keep a straight face but couldn't bear to leave this rare guest, so instead he showed a kind smile.
Xu Qing stopped in front of the stall, glanced casually at the tea utensils placed on the stall, knelt down and reached out to pinch a purple sand tea pet. It was a naked little baby with a puffy belly, and the sparrow was tilted upward.
It has a good appearance facing the wind, and it looks so lifelike that it makes people laugh.
The fat old man couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he saw him playing with the most worthless tea pet, and the smile on his face immediately disappeared. This kind of tea pet was just a companion, selling for only fifty rupees each.
Xu Qing deliberately shook the tea pet and said in Chinese: "How much is this?" The fat old man didn't even want to say a word loudly, he just stretched out his hand and gestured.
"Well, fifty rupees, that's a few dollars, not bad." Xu Qing put the tea pet at his feet, reached out and picked up an iron-wrapped purple sand pot and asked: "Where is this one? Get a pot by the way.
Go back and boil water."
The expression on the fat old man's face softened slightly, and he whispered: "Two thousand rupees, this is an old pot from fifty years ago." As soon as the words were spoken, Xu Qing had already put down the pot in his hand and picked up another one.
He picked up the little old Kowloon pot and asked casually: "What about this one? It's better than that iron thing. The iron thing that was fifty years old has long been rusted into slag. Don't try to fool me about common sense. There is no way to kill a pig."
He deliberately had a teasing tone when he spoke, and the fat old man grinned and said: "This is expensive, it costs five thousand rupees. It is an old pot from the Whip Dynasty, a real antique." He was not entirely wrong, this little Kowloon is
The pot is indeed old, but it is far from antique.
Xu Qing put down the pot in his hand again, shook his head and said: "Five thousand rupees is expensive. Buying this kind of thing is just to pretend to be elegant. You won't use it many times throughout the year. It's expensive!" As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed another.
An old purple clay teapot is the Xi Shi teapot.
The fat old man no longer expected the two fierce-looking guys in front of him to make a decent business, and said casually: "This one you have is cheap, take it for two thousand rupees, and also pair it with a purple clay tea pet."
Xu Qing was very happy. The price was already quite low. He could accept it as soon as he saw it. He put the Xi Tzu pot and the tea pet together, took out his wallet and counted ten big bills and handed them directly to the fat old man: "That's all.
, there is no need to change, just give the little baby a tea pet." With this stack of banknotes, giving a tea pet is child's play. The fat boss took the money and counted it quickly, and found no fraud. The smile on his face returned.
Already.
The fat old man generously took two tea pets from the stall and said with a smile: "You are generous and I can't be stingy, so I will give you three tea pets in total." After saying that, he put the tea pets next to the Xi Shi pot and made a profit.
You should also indicate how cheap it is. For doing business, getting watermelon and sesame seeds is the long-term solution.
Xu Qing stopped being pretentious, pointed at the Xi Tzu pot and said, "Get a bag and pack it for me. I'll definitely come back if you need it in the future."
The fat old man chuckled, took out a paper box with a lot of dry leaves from the side, packed the tea pet and the Xi Tzu pot, then packed the box with an ordinary plastic bag, and handed it to Xu Qing steadily.
Yes, the deal is done.
Xu Qing stood up, an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect to find a treasure in this inconspicuous little place. It was really an unexpected surprise.
Rumble——
An arrogant roar of the engine drew Xu Qing's attention. Xun Sheng saw billows of mud and dust on the road ahead. Two dusty red Hummers roared towards them, followed closely by another car.
Chapter completed!