Cut it in half and that’s 60,000, which is still too much.
It is not appropriate to bargain like this, or to bargain like this at a street stall.
Because it’s not ruthless enough.
It’s not hard to bargain hard when buying antiques at street stalls, but it’s a flaw in front of an old-timer like the stall owner.
Shen Yu knew that as long as he showed the slightest expression that he was determined to buy the snuff bottle in his hand, the stall owner Lao Wei would not only refuse to give up a cent but would even increase the price.
It is possible to double, several times, or even more than ten times.
The rule of the antique shop is that if you find a treasure and you don't look for it, you won't regret it, but it doesn't say you can't raise the price temporarily.
As long as the seller has not made a move, no one can say anything to him if he raises the price. The most he can say is that he has a bad heart.
Therefore, bargaining must be ruthless on the basis of stability and accuracy!
Cut the mess quickly, buy it first and then talk about other things.
"Boss, I never like to sell goods when I'm buying them. To be honest, this snuff bottle of yours is really good. It's in good condition and well-wrapped. The blue and white pattern is also very auspicious. Let's fold it in half and give it a big head. Six How about Qian?"
Originally, when Shen Yu said that he would get a half discount, the stall owner Lao Wei almost laughed out loud, with obvious joy in his eyes. However, when he heard Shen Yu say that after wiping his head, his mouth was so open that he could swallow an egg. The cigarette I just held in my mouth fell to the ground without realizing it.
"I'm going to wipe the big head? No, no, absolutely not. Brother, you have a good eye and can bargain harder. I paid 100,000 yuan for this snuff bottle. Even if you give me a half discount, I still have to pay 40,000 yuan. I can sell it for several thousand yuan." Don’t I have to pay for my pants when I go out?"
Old Wei shook his head quickly, as if he had suffered a huge loss.
Shen Yu smiled and said nothing, but his eyes were looking elsewhere, as if he wanted to see if there were any other suitable snuff bottles at the stall.
Seeing this, Old Wei rolled his eyes rapidly, "Brother, do you think this is okay? I'll give you 10,000, and you give me 110,000. We two brothers can be considered friends."
Shen Yu nodded, then shook his head, "It's quite cold today. Let's make a long story short. I really like this blue and white pine and crane snuff bottle, but I don't have to buy it.
"You also know that we collectors like many things. Not to mention the Yongxuan blue and white and Song and Yuan paintings from the three famous antique stores, Wanbaolou, Hanlin Pavilion, and Bogutang, but also the Tang Yin from the Jiangulou Wang Fatty family. I also like the painting "Late Crossing the Cold River" and the calligraphy couplets of his senior brother Wen Zhengming.
"No matter how much I like it, I can't afford it. If you still charge a ridiculous price for this snuff bottle, I won't buy it."
Old Wei quickly persuaded him to stay, "Brother, your metaphor is wrong. Paintings from the Yuan Dynasty and the Song Dynasty, as well as blue and white paintings from Yongxuan Dynasty, are all very expensive. My blue and white porcelain snuff bottles are sold at a reasonable price."
While Shen Yu was playing with the snuff bottle in his hand, he was looking for loopholes in the stall owner's previous words.
"Boss, do you think this snuff bottle is from the Qing Dynasty?" Shen Yu asked with a smile.
"Of course, it is an absolute Qing Dynasty open-door item. You can tell by looking at the patina on the pot. Modern imitations simply don't have such a natural patina."
"I didn't question whether this was an old object, I just wanted to know which period of the Qing Dynasty it was from?"
"This..."
Hearing Shen Yu ask about the specific year, Old Wei felt troubled. He was silent for a while and then scratched his head, "Brother, this snuff bottle was packaged and bought from another hawker who changed his career the year before last. I asked someone to It was dated to the Qing Dynasty, but he didn’t say which period it was from, he just said it might be an object from the palace of the third generation of the Qing Dynasty.”
"There is no year mark on this bottle. How can the dating appraiser determine that it is from the last three generations?" Shen Yu asked the "doubt" in his heart again without any hurry.
"Didn't you see that there is a word 'imperial' on the bottom of the bottle? He said that this spell is like the imperial pen of Emperor Yongzheng."
Shen Yu shook his head, "During the Qianlong Dynasty in Chuzhou, there was a folk kiln called 'Yufengtang'. It specialized in making blue and white porcelain snuff bottles without firing other items. There was a blue and white regular script mark under each snuff bottle." If I read the word "roy" correctly, that's where your snuff bottle should have come from."
Old Wei responded vaguely: "Yes, yes, my uncle was confused. The snuff bottles in Yufengtang are all high-quality, and they are comparable to the high-quality snuff bottles in the palace of the Qing Dynasty." ...I have seen a Yufengtang snuff bottle before, and it sold for more than 1.3 million yuan!"
"Six thousand and five."
While the middle-aged stall owner was still talking non-stop, Shen Yu shouted out a price again.
"Brother, I'm going to vomit blood for killing you at this price!" Old Wei put his hands on his hips and made an unbelievable expression, as if he had seen something incredible. He probably wouldn't be so surprised if his wife ran away with someone.
Shen Yu smiled and said nothing. What else can he say about his actor-level performance?
According to Shen Yu's guess, it took no more than three days for this thing to enter the hands of Old Wei, because Old Wei did not study this snuff bottle at all.
It can be seen from the wooden box containing this blue and white porcelain snuff bottle that it is so tattered that there is no anti-collision foam.
In other words, the stall owner Lao Wei didn't pay much attention to this snuff bottle at all. The so-called collection is just a routine!
"No, six thousand five hundred is absolutely not possible!"
"If it doesn't work, forget it." Shen Yu gestured to leave.
Upon seeing this, Lao Wei hurriedly shouted: "Little brother, don't leave. Just tell me how much money you can give me at most."
Shen Yu looked around, then took out a black wallet from his pocket. He took out all the hundred-yuan bills in it, no more, no less, exactly 10,000 yuan.
Shen Yu counted out eighty pieces and put the rest back, "Eight thousand yuan, if you sell it, I'll take it. If not, you put it away again."
"A little more, a little more, I can't get back the eight thousand yuan at all!" Old Wei saw that there were at least twenty banknotes in Shen Yu's wallet, with a hint of greed in his eyes.
"I really can't add any more. I have to buy clothes for my girlfriend with the remaining money. I bought this for an elder's birthday. Even if I buy a bad one, I can't make my girlfriend unhappy."< /p>
"This price is really a loss. Can't we really add more?" Old Wei said this, but in his heart he was already planning to take the money. He could also see that this was the highest price Shen Yu could give.< /p>
Shen Yu hesitated for a moment and then sighed heavily, "I will give you another thousand at most. The remaining one thousand is really useful to me."
Old Wei was a little disdainful of Shen Yu at this time. This guy was considered a complete rookie in the antique circle. How could he count all the money when buying antiques?
Forget it, just sell it to him, I guess you won’t find such a kind buyer. You received more than 600 yuan, and it doubled more than ten times in a blink of an eye. What kind of bicycle do you need?
"Take it away."
Old Wei took out the other eight snuff bottles, put the blue and white porcelain snuff bottle in Shen Yu's hand into the wooden box, and pushed it in front of Shen Yu. He did not close the lid, so that Shen Yu could check it again.
After paying for the goods, Shen Yu turned around and left quickly. Now that he had the goods, saying another word would be a waste of time.
Looking at Shen Yu's back, Old Wei happily hummed "Shepherd's Song".
When Shen Yu walked past the two stalls, he happily hummed a pop song. He sang "Silence is Golden" by Leslie Cheung.
The night wind is blowing, and I look back at the past alone.
In the past, I was full of anger.
……
You are destined to be rich or poor.
What is wrong is never right, truth is always true.
