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Chapter 68 [Auction Company Porcelain Special] (2 more)

"You really want it?"

"Yes."

The fat boss put down the Hetian jade in his hand, looked at me inconclusively, and then looked at Yan Wanru: "The thing has just been identified by Teacher Yan. Although the jar is a copy, the bottom is definitely a real piece of Yuan blue and white fragments. With the workmanship and other things, the price cannot be too low. Well..." He hesitated for a while and said, "You are friends with Teacher Yan, and I won't charge you more. 70,000 yuan. I have to make some money on tea, right?"

I said, "Can you be cheaper?"

The fat boss shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Teacher Yan knows the market value of this kind of thing the most. I really didn't make much money for you."

"Can I ask..." Yan Wanru looked at me with a strange expression, "Do you buy it for the purpose of decoration? Give it to someone?"

I touched my nose: "I plan to put it at home to play, but there is no special purpose." Mr. Bai's son has not contacted the TV station yet. In order to avoid trouble, it is better to keep the matter of Yuan blue and white fragments confidential.

Yan Wanru gracefully stroked the hair on her temples and her eyelashes drooped, "If you are collecting it, then you don't have to spend so much money to buy a half-true and half-fake thing. The jar has almost no collection value. Well, if you just want to look at it as a decoration, I suggest you choose another Yuan blue and white jar." She pointed her slender fingers on the shelves of the west wall elegantly, "That one is a modern imitation from top to bottom, and it is much more affordable in the price. It is pleasing to the eye in the house. I think it is enough, what do you think?"

The fat boss also nodded in agreement: "That one won't cost ten thousand."

"This one, um..." I coughed, rubbed my palms, and smiled embarrassedly, "Sorry, I still want the one I used to start with, boss, can it be 50,000 yuan?"

Yan Wanru was speechless, and said oh, laughing, as if she didn't take it to heart, and said considerately: "I am still a student, so I should give me some face and give him some cheaper."

The muscles on the fat boss's face twitched twice, and he looked at my eyes speechlessly, "...Since Teacher Yan said that, okay, 60,000, it must not be lowered any more."

"Sixty thousand? OK, do you think this is OK?" I said embarrassedly: "I must have the jar, but I don't have that much money on hand. I will give you some deposit, please keep it for me. Anyway, I will definitely pay the money within this week." Seeing the fat boss frowning, I continued: "Well, if I haven't brought the money before next Monday, the deposit will be yours."

This proposal was fair. The fat boss thought about it and agreed.

I still had more than 5,000 left in my hand, so I took out my wallet and counted it, and gave him one thousand as a deposit.

After leaving Juxingzhai, I didn't expect Yan Wanru to follow me and stood there. I turned around and squeezed apologetically at her.

"Tell me the truth." Yan Wanru said as she walked: "Did you hold on to the mentality of finding a bargain? I think it might be genuine?"

I quickly explained, "No, I know it is imitation, and I don't believe you, yes, but I really like it."

Yan Wan nodded politely and did not say anything else.

Alas, I might have offended her? I kindly reminded me not to buy it, but I still insisted on doing it. But there is no way. I am determined to win this jar, and it is not a question of whether it is true or false.

Back to Qianmen Siheyuan.

I pinched my hair with my hands and fell onto a cool mat, racking my brains to recall what I saw and heard before rebirth, hoping to remember a few more bargaining incidents. However, memory is mysterious and mysterious. Sometimes, without deliberately thinking about it, it rolls in. The more I think about it, the more I can't remember it. After lunch, I was going to change my mind first, so I turned on my computer and searched the Internet for the recent auction. If I want to get the most profit from the Yuan blue and white can, the auction is undoubtedly the first choice.

I simply scanned the web page. Compared to those scattered small auctions, I certainly wanted to go to the big auction, but not to mention whether the seriously damaged Yuan blue and white can pass the review of the big auction, the time is very awkward. As we all know, the spring auction and the autumn auction are the two largest auctions in a year for each auction, but it is August, the spring auction has just passed and the autumn auction is still early, so I obviously can't wait for that long.

Why not take summer photography?

But the auction price may not be ideal, right?

I was hesitating, suddenly, a line of small words jumped into my eyes - Beijing Hanhai Porcelain Auction Special.

Only selling porcelain, with clear goals, this kind of special auction has a high degree of gathering for wealthy collectors. From a certain perspective, special auctions are also second only to the Spring and Autumn Announcements. I was shocked and searched for "Porcelain Special Shopping" on Baidu. However, the recent porcelain auctions in Beijing seem to be Hanhai Auction House. I looked at it in the lower right corner of Hanhai's homepage. Uh, it's just a few days before the auction time, and today is the deadline for the other party to collect the collections on the auction.

After a little measure in my heart, I dialed the contact number on the web without saying a word.

"Hey, hello, this is Hanhai Auction."

"Hello, I have an antique that I want to go to your porcelain special session."

"Oh, please wait." After a brief relay, a man's voice changed from the other end of the phone: "Hello."

"Well, I would like to ask, will your company collect the Yuan blue and white cans residue products?"

"Yuan Blue and White?" The owner of the voice was obviously stunned, "...Did you say you were going to take a photo? How broken are you probably?"

"Uh, it's all messy anyway, but I promise it's genuine."

"...I'm sorry, I can't make a judgment if I can't see the goods. Do you want to take the porcelain shot in a few days? Today is the last day to register. I suggest you take the goods to the company first. If it's good, we will call it to the website to promote it as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late. Do you think this is OK?"

I said, "Okay, it's OK, but the things are too big and too scattered, so it's inconvenient for me to hold them. If possible, can you come to my house?"

The opposite side of the phone was silent for a while: "...it's fine, tell me your address, my surname is Peng."

"My name is Gu Jing." After saying the address, I hung up the phone, removed the mat, and copied the Yuan blue and white fragments one by one on the bed sheet.

About one minute, the sound of a car engine came from outside the yard. Mr. Peng, dressed in formal clothes, walked into the yard. I went up to say hello to him, then took him to the cottage and pointed to the bed. Mr. Peng seemed to be an expert in cultural relics identification. He took out a magnifying glass and other small tools, lay on the head of the bed and carefully inspected the fragments. Finally, he sighed with emotion: "Good thing, it's a pity that it was broken. Alas, otherwise..."

Yes, if it is the whole device, it will be worth a lot of money.

But then again, if it doesn't break, it won't fall into my hands.

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