This group of people was huge, and there were uniformed guards at the front to clear the way. It was difficult not to attract attention.
Lin Chen glanced over there and saw in the middle of the crowd an elegant old man wearing a long gown. Beside him, there were just a few middle-aged people with respectful expressions on their faces, chatting and laughing with him.
Lin Chen was not interested in their identities, but a person accompanying the old man caught his attention.
Isn’t that Boss Liu?
I saw a few people separated from the old man, including Boss Liu. He seemed to be introducing this antique street to these people, pointing at the surrounding shops and streets.
It seems that the supervisor should be inspecting the antique street, and Boss Liu, as one of the more popular bosses on this street, was invited to accompany him.
"Who is over there?"
"I don't know that old man, but isn't that our District Chief Li over there?"
"Oh? I can let District Chief Li accompany me. Is that old man a supervisor from the capital? But he doesn't seem to have any official airs?"
"Don't you know? That old man is Vice Chairman Kong Yangkong! Mr. Kong, the Vice Chairman of the National Cultural Relics Appraisal Committee!"
Hearing this, many stall owners and shopkeepers’ eyes lit up.
For those of them who are looking for cultural relics and antiques, this Mr. Kong is a superstar in the world of cultural relics and antiques!
I didn't expect to see him here in person!
Hearing the comments from people around him, Lin Chen didn't catch a cold.
He originally wanted to say hello to Boss Liu, but seeing that Boss Liu was surrounded by a group of guards and knowing that Mr. Kong was there, he was not suitable to meet with Boss Liu for the time being.
So, Lin Chen asked Lei Long and the others to step aside and continued walking to the parking lot.
Just as a group of four people were about to pass by Mr. Kong and his group, suddenly, an old voice called out to Lin Chen.
"That little comrade over there! Please wait a moment!"
The crowd stopped, and the lively conversation stopped in shock. Lin Chen turned his head and saw the old man named Kong Yang smiling and waving to him. Beside him, the supervisors accompanying him looked at Lin strangely.
dust.
Boss Liu also saw Lin Chen at this time, secretly smiled at him and gestured to Lin Chen not to worry, nothing happened.
When Lin Chen saw him, he nodded at him, then smiled at Mr. Kong and said, "Mr., what can I do for you?"
"Little comrade, that thing in your hand, is it the Lang Kiln red vase?" Kong Lao asked, pointing to Lin Chen's hand.
What Lin Chen was holding in his hands was the Langyao red vase that he had bought for 150,000 yuan.
"That's right." Lin Chen nodded.
Kong Lao walked over, his eyes always falling on the bottle in Lin Chen's hand, his eyes focused.
He walked up to Lin Chen and then asked: "Little comrade, can you let me appreciate it?"
"Can."
Lin Chen grabbed the mouth of the bottle with one hand and handed it over.
Kong Lao saw it, but his face was panicked. He hurriedly asked someone to give him a pair of white gloves, quickly put them on, then stretched out his hands and carefully caught them.
Seeing Mr. Kong being so cautious, the people around him were a little curious. They all knew the Langyao Red Ping, but everyone present knew who Lin Chen was. He was a rich and foolish layman who had been raped by almost the entire market just now.
People think that they are being taken advantage of!
What kind of genuine product could such a person be holding in his hand? Did Mr. Kong use it so solemnly?
Among the crowd, the boss who just sold Lin Chen, a red vase from Langyao, felt his heart skip a beat.
He knew the origin of this Langyao red vase best. It was an antique work from the Republic of China that he had randomly picked up from other places. Although it was a product from the Republic of China, it was far from the original.
But now that Mr. Kong is so careful, is it possible that this Langyao red vase is really not a success? If this is true...then wouldn't he...
While Mr. Kong was admiring the red bottle, he said to the person next to him: "Bring me a magnifying glass!"
Soon, a magnifying glass was delivered to Mr. Kong.
I saw him holding a magnifying glass and carefully looking at the body of the red bottle.
District Chief Li, who came with Mr. Kong, couldn't help but be curious when he saw how solemn he was.
"Mr. Kong, is this one genuine? What's its origin?"
Kong Lao said: "This is a Lang Kiln red vase. It was produced in the Lang Kiln under the supervision of Lang Tingji, the pottery superintendent of the Qing Dynasty, so it is called Lang Kiln Red."
"At that time, there was a proverb circulating in the market, if you want to be poor, burn Langyaohong. Because of the difficulty in production, Langyaohong was already relatively valuable in the Qing Dynasty, and there are very few that can be passed down to this day."
"I didn't expect that when I arrived at this antique street today, I saw an authentic Lang Kiln red vase! As one of the most economically developed areas in China, the East China Sea is indeed home to many treasures from all over the country!"
Mr. Kong raised his head, smiled at Lin Chen and said, "Little brother, I wonder how much you spent on this bottle?"
"It's not expensive, only 150,000." Lin Chen said calmly.
Mr. Kong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Congratulations to me, little comrade, you missed something!"
"I see this vase. The red glaze is rich in color, flowing naturally. It hangs lightly on the shoulders. It is bright and elegant. It imitates the Xuan kiln. If it is put up for auction, it can be sold for at least three million. If you are willing to sell it to me.
, I can directly pay 4.5 million to accept it!"
"Four and a half million?"
Everyone around was stunned. Just now, Lin Chen said that he bought this bottle for 150,000 yuan. Now, Mr. Kong changed hands and was willing to buy it for 4.5 million yuan. This time, this guy actually made 30,000 yuan.
Double the profit!
Damn, this is a huge bargain for him!
At this moment, someone rushed over. Although he was immediately stopped by the guard, he shouted from the side: "Mr. Kong! Did you see it wrong? This bottle is an antique! It can't be authentic!"
The person who rushed over was the stall owner who had just sold Lin Chen the red bottle.
The expression on his face now is uglier than crying. He only hopes that Mr. Kong can take back his previous evaluation. Otherwise, wouldn't he have done something stupid by selling something worth 4.5 million for 150,000?
Hearing what this person said, District Chief Li immediately darkened his face and shouted coldly: "How could Mr. Kong be wrong? He is the vice president of the National Cultural Relics Appraisal Committee!"
"It's okay." Mr. Kong waved his hand and signaled the guards to let go first. Then, he carefully held the red bottle and explained to the boss: "Look at the smooth and translucent glaze of this Langyao red bottle.
It has a glass texture, cracked sheets and ox hair patterns, and different shades of glaze. This is the most obvious feature of Langyao Red!"
"And when I look with a magnifying glass, I can still see traces of the red glaze on the surface flowing down evenly during high-temperature firing... So, my judgment just now is not wrong, this bottle should be authentic!"
When the boss heard this, he immediately collapsed to the ground with a wry smile on his face.
"Four and a half million?! I actually sold it for 150,000! It's ridiculous. I thought I made a bargain, but I didn't expect that I was the real fool! Alas!"