Since Yan Jinghong said it was not a genuine product, it must not be a genuine product. This is more in line with Shangpin's guess, "So, that young man is really a liar."

Yan Jinghong glanced at Shangpin. Her assistant was still a little simple, "It may not be."

Shangpin was confused, "Aren't a fake product a liar?"

Yan Jinghong asked back: "When did I say it was a fake?"

Shangpin thought dizzyly, "What you said was 'not all', so some are true, some are false, and that young man thought they were all true, so he was not a liar?"

Yan Jinghong laughed again, "I said he might not be a liar, and I didn't say he was not a liar."

"...Boss, can you say something certain?" He was about to be dizzy by the boss!

"From the appearance, this thing is indeed a copy from the late Qing Dynasty. In addition, the quality is not good, so the offer is not as good as 50,000 yuan, but 30,000 yuan. The elder sister probably wanted to bet. She thought it was a copy, but she also thought it might be a genuine product, so she kept bidding." Yan Jinghong said slowly.

"What about the seller? Do he know the truth or not?"

"I don't think the seller knows the truth or false, but he thinks it is true, so he will definitely sell it as real. After all, it's better not to sell it than to sell it wrong. This is also the psychology of some gamblers." Yan Jinghong looked at the seller, unlike a poor person who was eager to use money, as if he was a gambler who was burning his way.

"Hey, then do you say this thing is not a fake?" Shangpin recalled it, but he was even more confused. Since it was a copy, wasn't it a fake?

"It looks like a copy, but what it is inside may be." Yan Jinghong added after saying that, "Of course, the inside may not be authentic."

Although she was sure that the object was covered with a layer of fake skin, Yan Jinghong was also uncertain whether it was the real thing under the fake skin. After all, some people are fooling people, and they like to use this method of using the fake and fake method.

As the two of them spoke, two more people shouting for the price appeared, both of whom were not very particular. They probably wanted to come here to Taobao, but when they encountered such an "opportunity", they couldn't help but take action.

"Shangpin, you go and bid, I'll want that thing." The reason why Yan Jinghong bids without knowing whether the object is true or not is because she felt a trace of spiritual energy from this object.

Shangpin was a little surprised, but he said nothing, "Okay, boss."

When Shangpin walked over, the price of the bowl had already been 150,000, but the seller was obviously very dissatisfied and kept clamoring to sell it for 2.6 million. The difference between the prices was too big and it was impossible to complete the transaction for a while.

"Can you buy a bowl of 150,000? This bowl seems a bit broken." Shangpin walked over and asked with some confusion. The sound was neither loud nor small, just the range that the buyer could hear.

Some passers-by who couldn't afford it or felt it was not worth it and agreed, "Yes, I think this bowl is a bit inaccurate, so it's better not to take action easily."

But some people also said: "What's the point of 150,000? The seller offered more than 2 million yuan, but he couldn't buy it for 150,000 yuan."

The buyer also said irritably: "My bowl is a treasure from the Kangxi period. I have to ask for more than two million yuan. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense!"

Shangpin nodded as if he had been taught, "So that's it, but more than two million is too expensive. I guess no one will pay this price."

This sentence is also true. Several people around him bid, but they only bid more than 100,000 yuan. There was no sucker willing to pay a high price of more than 2 million yuan. After all, no one's money was blown by the strong wind.

"Yes, yes, I'm paying 150,000 yuan, which is already a high price. Do you ask if anyone is willing to pay a higher price?" The big brother who paid 150,000 yuan said proudly, "I'll tell you, there will be no store after passing this village. If you don't sell it, I'll leave."

The young buyer gritted his teeth. How could he sell things worth millions of dollars like this? "No! No, no, no, no, no!"

Shangpin suddenly said at this time: "I think you are such a good bowl. If you do this, I will pay 180,000 yuan. I don't understand antiques, so I should take it as a long experience."

"Hey, hey, little brother, you don't know what to do." The guy who paid 150,000 yuan stopped doing it. He thought he was a helper, but he didn't expect that he was also a person who came to grab things.

Shangpin smiled, "Brother, I don't understand, but you understand, you are willing to pay 150,000, so I won't lose if I try it."

"I just shouted for 150,000, but this thing doesn't look good." The 150,000 buddy said in no way, whether it's true or false.

The buyer quit, "Hey, what are you talking about? Why is my thing not good?"

Shangpin raised his eyes and said with a little entanglement: "Yes, actually, I don't look very good. Forget it, I'll leave if I don't sell it for 180,000 yuan."

Shangpin muttered while retreating, "Forget it, Qingxiangzhai's nine-mouth vase is more beautiful, only more than 200,000 yuan, which is more than this."

"Yes, it's better to buy it in the store than 200,000 yuan, guaranteed." The guy who bid 150,000 yuan said and wanted to leave.

The buyer guy was a little stunned, and even the price he insisted on began to shake.

At this time, the elder sister even added a trick, saying, "I said, brother, I just bought it sincerely. Let's do this, I'll want it for 80,000, or 80,000."

The young buyer wants to scold people. He didn't sell it for 180,000 yuan just now, but now he is selling it for 80,000 yuan. Is he a fool?

"Hey hey, that guy who bids 180,000 yuan, let's do it, it's a bargain price, 800,000 yuan, and 800,000 yuan. I'll sell it to you! This is really a good thing!" The young man probably knew that his thing could not be sold at a high price of 2 million yuan, so he gritted his teeth and reduced it by half.

Shangpin turned around and showed a helpless smile, "I'm going to tell you, little brother, I'm just 200,000 yuan in cash, you're asking for 800,000 yuan, and I can't buy it even if I want to."

The young man was stunned for a moment, a little unwilling to believe this, but seeing that Shangpin looked sincere and said that he had no money in such a shameful manner, he believed it again two more minutes.

"Young man, it's not too much for 200,000 yuan, you can sell it." The guy who offered 150,000 yuan was also a funny guy, and he actually started to speak on the side.

The young man thought about it, gritted his teeth, and finally agreed!

After the silver goods were paid, Shangpin walked to Yan Jinghong with a small bowl, "Boss, 200,000."

“Very good, add one point to the year-end bonus.”

"Thank you, boss." His year-end bonus usually has eight digits, and one point can be at least 100,000.
Chapter completed!