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Chapter 1848 distinguished guests

Chinese?

The people around him were stunned at first, and then they all suppressed their smiles and glanced at the Korean young man from before.

"Hahaha, I was slapped in the face on the spot."

"The adjective "stealing the country" is wonderful. I even want to steal other people's nationality.

"Isn't that right? I heard that they have been applying for World Heritage status everywhere recently, turning the things of other people's ancestors into their own."

"Tsk, tsk, I want to post this on Facebook."

"..." Listening to these jeers.

The Korean young man's face turned red from holding back, and he didn't dare to stay any longer. He turned around and walked out of the crowd, and soon disappeared.

Tang Ming shrugged, turned around and walked into the store.

The decoration inside the store is very high-end, not exaggeratedly luxurious, but full of restrained nobility.

The floor is covered with authentic Italian handmade wool carpets, and every wooden counter inside is made of extremely high-grade ebony.

A medieval classical pendulum clock that is several meters tall.

From small to exquisite diamond-encrusted mechanical watches.

It is more of a work of art than a commodity.

now.

There are also many people stopping to admire these works of art in the store. These people are all dressed in extraordinary clothes. After all, the qualification to enter the store is starting with a million dollars. Ordinary people may not be able to get in.

Tang Ming and others went straight to the glass cabinet and looked at the pendulum clock they had chosen earlier.

"Sir, are you interested in this pendulum clock?"

An old Western man wearing a tuxedo with neatly combed hair walked over.

"Let me introduce you first."

The old Western man said with a smile on his face: "I am the owner of this shop, just call me Henry."

As soon as he opened his mouth, other people in the store looked over curiously.

You know, to be able to open such a large private store around Times Square, where land is so valuable, Henry has a lot of background. It is said that he comes from an ancient noble family and has a long history.

Usually, Henry rarely appears and only receives distinguished guests upstairs.

But today.

However, Henry went downstairs and took the initiative to greet a few strangers, which naturally surprised the others.

"Well, I'm somewhat interested."

Tang Ming nodded slightly, then looked at the pendulum clock: "I think the style of this thing has some traces of Chinese antiques. How can I sell it?"

"Six million dollars."

Henry smiled and named a price.

"Sir, you really have a good eye. This pendulum clock was brought back to China by a traveling priest from the West three hundred years ago."

"It is said that this wandering priest was well respected in China. He relied on Western medical skills to cure many diseases, and he was also received by the Chinese royal family. This pendulum clock was given as a gift at that time."

Henry continued: "Pastor Yunyu stayed in China for decades and returned to China when he was old. Later, his family fell into decline, so he sold this pendulum clock to my ancestors."

Tang Ming nodded slightly.

He had made some guesses outside the window earlier.

The shape of this pendulum clock is very different from that of ancient Western pendulum clocks, and the materials used, including the details of the surrounding carvings, make it easy to tell that it is an ancient Chinese object.

Even after hundreds of years.

The scales on the pendulum clock are still accurate.

"Even if it's an antique, six million US dollars is too expensive."

Jin Yuerong was hesitant: "Xiao Ming, why don't we forget about it and change it to a cheaper one?"

Tang Ming thought for a while, looked at the boss and said, "How much lower can the price be?"

"Sir, I have already lowered the price of this pendulum clock a lot. When my father put it in the store, it was priced at eight million US dollars."

Henry smiled bitterly.

"Haha, I haven't sold it for so long, so I guess I lowered the price."

Jin Yuerong teased.

"..." Henry nodded with a wry smile.

This is actually true.

It stands to reason that this kind of antique is indeed very valuable, but it just cannot be sold.

On the one hand, in the antique market, the collection value of items such as pendulum clocks is not high.

On the other hand, the price is not low, it can even be said to be a bit outrageous.

"This is a royal antique from China, so its value is much higher than other pendulum clocks."

Henry thought for a while and then said: "And the scale of this pendulum clock is extremely accurate. Our family has always made handmade clocks, but even those clocks worth tens of millions of dollars are not as accurate as it."

"For hundreds of years, it has never made a mistake, it is exactly the same, and it has never been dismantled and repaired."

"I have to say that the ancient technology from China is truly magical."

Henry sighed for a while: "This thing travels across the ocean and flows east and west of the earth, but it is not affected by the magnetic field at all. It can even change with the change of time zone."

"If it weren't for the sake of preserving its integrity, I would have dismantled it and studied it carefully."

Um?

Tang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly and couldn't help but look at the pendulum clock again.

"Can you open the window so I can take a closer look?"

Tang Ming asked.

"This..." Henry hesitated.

He looked at Tang Ming, Jin Yuerong and Angela for a moment: "Sir, can I see your VIP card?"

Tang Ming nodded and handed over the dark gold card from before.

Henry took it, put on the reading glasses hanging on his chest, and carefully observed the lines of the VIP card.

When he saw the special lines in the corner of the card, he couldn't help but trembled, raised his head suddenly, and then handed the card back with both hands.

"Dear sir, the Morris family would like to send you their regards."

"About this pendulum clock, of course you are free to look at it. If you really want to buy it, I am willing to sell it to you at half the price."

Henry hunched over, handed over the VIP card, and then crossed his hands on his chest.

If I say my previous attitude was polite.

Then the attitude at this time is to be respectful, just like a slave treating his master with reverence.

See him like this.

All the customers around were dumbfounded.

Old Henry is a Western aristocrat. His family is famous for its exquisite handmade watchmaking skills. His ancestors have many royal chief craftsmen! It has been passed down for hundreds of years.

It can be said that the Morris family has become one of the top tycoons in the Western antique collecting world. World-class plutocrats, ancient nobles, and royal families have all made friends with them.

But at this moment.

Old Henry was so respectful to this Chinese man! Even when the British royal prince came over some time ago, old Henry was not as respectful as he is today! "What's going on?"

"Who is that young man?"

"I don't know, he seems to be from China."

"China?

When did old Henry have any contact with the ancient Eastern countries?"

"I don't know, but what is certain is that that young man must have a good background."

"..." People around were talking quietly.

But Tang Ming, who had become the center of attention, felt like a mirror at the moment.

It seems that the Morris family should also be a vassal family of the Elizabeth family. Angela took out the VIP card, and old Henry was so respectful when he saw the card.

Moreover, because Angela's appearance was concealed by Tang Ming's magic, the other party did not recognize this little princess of the Elizabeth family.

otherwise.

Maybe he would kneel down in public to show his surrender regardless of the shock of everyone.


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