Chapter 678 Picking Up the Leaks in the Antique Market
Fang Xiaoyu took a closer look and saw that it was the mixed-race killer Leng Yue.
"Leng Yue!" Fang Xiaoyu quickly chased after her, and while speaking, he put his hand on her shoulder.
"Let me go!" Leng Yue shook off Fang Xiaoyu's hand, walked forward quickly, and soon disappeared into the vast night.
Fang Xiaoyu had no choice but to return to Hong Xue's side.
"This foreign girl is pretty good-looking! Do you guys have an affair?" Hong Xue joked towards Fang Xiaoyu.
Fang Xiaoyu turned around and smiled mischievously: "It's not bad! It's just that my breasts are a little bigger than yours and my hips are a little fuller than yours."
"Go to hell! I don't want to talk to you anymore." Hong Xue turned around in anger and walked forward quickly.
The two have entered the ghost market.
"Sir, please stay. This porcelain doll pillow in my hand is a treasure produced in the official kiln of the Song Dynasty. Do you want to sit down and chat together?" An old man in Tang suit waved to Fang Xiaoyu.
Fang Xiaoyu stopped in front of the old man in Tang suit, picked up the porcelain doll pillow and looked at it carefully. As he looked at it, a smile appeared on his face. He liked the porcelain pillow doll in his hand very much.
The old man pointed with a smile, "Look at how fine the workmanship is..."
"How much?" Fang Xiaoyu asked.
"If you want it, take ten thousand yuan." The old man replied calmly.
Fang Xiaoyu thought for a while and realized that ten thousand yuan was not expensive, so he was ready to pay.
Seeing this, Hong Xue grabbed his hand and said, "Don't buy it! This thing is a fake. It's not worth wasting time."
The old man said to Hong Xue unconvinced: "Girl, you are so young, do you know how to do it? The porcelain doll pillow in my hand is an authentic Song Dynasty official kiln. Look, the sole of the foot has the word "official" written on it!
"
Hong Xue snorted and replied coldly: "The official kiln of the Song Dynasty had a thick glaze with a jade texture, and the bubble particles under the glaze were large and bright. On the other hand, the porcelain doll pillow in your hand has a smooth surface.
But there is no jade texture at all, and no bubble particles can be seen.”
"What's more important is that the official kilns of the Bed Dynasty do not have an official character at all. Because the official kilns are originally for the royal family, there is generally no need to use the official character to distinguish them. Among the five major kilns, only the Ding kiln has the word 'official', because
It is a private kiln, specially supplied to the royal family, so it is distinguished by an official word. However, the porcelain doll pillow in your hand is neither a product of an official kiln nor a product of a private kiln. It is most likely an imitation from the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
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"This..." After listening to Hong Xue's words, the old man lowered his head in shame and sighed: "Oh! This time it was my eyesore! I spent five thousand yuan to buy a fake. I thought, look
Can I resell it? I didn’t expect that I met a master.”
"Of course! This thing is only worth a thousand yuan at most. Uncle, you have suffered a big loss this time!"
When she said this, Hong Xue's face was filled with a proud look. She glanced at Fang Xiaoyu and said: "Learn more and come to the ghost market. Without two brushes, you will lose even your pants."
Leftover."
"Hey! It doesn't matter, I only care about whether I like it or not."
Fang Xiaoyu took out five thousand yuan from his wallet, handed it to the old man, and said very boldly: "Uncle, give me this porcelain doll at cost price, I want it."
"Take it, take it! I'm worried about how to get rid of this thing!" The old man took the money and smiled until his eyes narrowed to slits.
Fang Xiaoyu picked up the porcelain pillow doll and put it in his bag.
Hong Xue saw it and cursed angrily: "Fang Xiaoyu, you're crazy. You spent five thousand yuan to buy a fake. If you change hands on this thing, I guarantee you won't be able to sell it for even one thousand yuan."
"It's okay, it's just a matter of five thousand yuan! Just like it." Fang Xiaoyu replied with a smile.
When the old man saw the two arguing, he was afraid that Fang Xiaoyu would regret it, so he immediately put the stall away, turned around and ran away quickly.
Hong Xue gasped, shook her head in disappointment at Fang Xiaoyu and said: "Fang Xiaoyu, you are so bad at doing business. This will definitely lead to a loss. Alas! If I had known this, I shouldn't have brought you here.
Ghost market.”
"I'm kidding, I, Fang Xiaoyu, only make profits but never lose money when doing business. How could I lose money?" Fang Xiaoyu smiled proudly, then took out the porcelain pillow doll, tapped it lightly with his hand and said, "I see
This is the real treasure!"
"Baby? Are you stupid?" Hong Xue gave Fang Xiaoyu a roll of her eyes and was too lazy to pay him any attention.
Fang Xiaoyu smiled and struck the porcelain pillow with a slap.
"Hey! What are you doing? Even if it's a fake, it's worth hundreds of dollars..." Before Hong Xue could finish her words, there was a click, and the porcelain doll pillow in Fang Xiaoyu's hand cracked in half.
He blew the dust off the porcelain doll with his mouth, took out a golden mirror as big as a biscuit from it, smiled and said to Hong Xue: "I think this pure gold Bagua mirror will cost more than five thousand yuan, right?"
Looking at the scene in front of him, Hong Xue could not help but widen his eyes: "No way! How could there be a pure gold Bagua mirror inside this porcelain doll? Brother Xiaoyu, how did you know? Are you a connoisseur?
Treasure master?"
"I can't say I'm a master, I just have better luck. Sister Hong Xue is the real treasure appraiser." Fang Xiaoyu replied.
"Pull him down! What's the use of me being a master? I'm not as good as a layman like you."
Hong Xue's face turned green and red. She didn't expect that the treasure appraisal and Feng Shui skills she had worked hard to learn from her grandfather for many years would end up being far worse than the guy in front of her who didn't look very good. She was really lucky.
nice one.
She took the Bagua Mirror with an envious look, looked at it carefully and said, "This treasure can probably be sold for five to six hundred thousand!"
"I won't sell this thing for less than five million!" Fang Xiaoyu said with a smile: "There are runes on it. I think it is probably a treasure blessed by an expert!"
He had already used the clairvoyance function to see that there was a pure gold Bagua mirror hidden inside the porcelain doll's pillow, and it was also filled with auspiciousness, which showed that it was a treasure with certain magical powers.
That's why he insisted on buying it. Unexpectedly, he only spent five thousand yuan, which was a huge profit.
Hong Xue was envious for a while. She knew how important the magical Bagua Mirror was to people who studied Feng Shui. This thing could save lives at critical moments.
"Forget it, let's put out the advertisement and see if we can recruit someone who knows the product!"
With that said, Hong Xue put out a few antiques that he brought with him, and wrote on a piece of paper, "There are authentic calligraphy and paintings by Huang Tingjian, available for interview."
At this moment, she looked exactly like a street vendor.
After a while, a black BMW X6 stopped on the street of Ghost Market, followed by a boss in a suit with two bodyguards.
When the boss walked up to Hong Xue, he stopped and asked suspiciously: "Do you have the authentic work of Huang Tingshu?"
Hong Xue smiled and nodded and made a gesture.
The boss quickly understood what he meant and said with a proud smile: "You are indeed an expert! That's easy, let's find a place to see the goods first!" (To be continued)