Chapter 097: Moon Bottle

After discussing with A San, Jia Sidao invited A San to go there. Regardless of whether the thing is true or not, bringing A San as a businessman can be considered as adding a insurance. However, when he arrived at the field, Jia Sidao found that Xiao Liuzi was there, and, apart from that, no one else was checking the antique. At first glance, it seemed that Lao Yang was a little sick and was eager to seek medical treatment. He would come to anyone who caught him.

After looking at the situation in front of him, there were several young men standing beside Lao Yang, one of them could not be said to be fierce, but they were full of ruffian spirit. Lao Yang sat alone on the boss's chair, looking at a vase placed on the desk, showing a look of suspicion.

Xiao Liuzi was explaining something next to Lao Yang.

As for the owner of the vase, Jia Sidao took a look and was squatting in a corner of the room. He was thinner and not tall, and there were obvious signs of being beaten on his face. When Jia Sidao and A San came in, he showed a charming smile. It actually gave Jia Sidao a very strange feeling.

It seemed like a gang that had been in the world, watching them implementing the so-called "rules".

Speaking of which, Lao Yang is quite famous in Linhai, but compared to those people in the Tao, he is still only a half-in-law. Even the gangsters around him now, don’t look very excited. If there is anything, they will definitely disperse.

"Xiao Jia, you are here." Old Yang saw that Jia Sidao was coming, and he was not polite. He turned to look at A San and asked, "Who is this?"

"This is A San. My friend, he knows much more about antiques than me." Jia Sidao introduced. When Lao Yang heard this, his eyes lit up. He immediately stood up, pulled Jia Sidao and A San together, came to the desk, and signaled with his eyes. The vase in front of him should be something that Jia Sidao needed to identify.

Jia Sidao first asked Xiao Liuzi.

When Xiao Liuzi smiled and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Jia Sidao's arrival. Just now, he and Lao Yang looked at him for a long time, but they didn't see the reason. They just knew that the vase in front of him was a moon-bearing bottle. Because the shape was so easy to recognize. As for what era it was and how valuable it was, it is unknown.

Xiao Liuzi just checked some pictures of porcelain and information, and was not considered an insider. Although his family had a big bowl from the Republic of China, it did not mean that he could see something real on antiques. Otherwise, Xiao Liuzi would not have to go to an expert to identify it. But if it was suggested that Lao Yang go to an expert to check it out now, it would be even less cost-effective if it was a fake thing. Moreover, Lao Yang could not afford that time.

As for what the people squatting in the corner did, Jia Sidao didn't need to ask. What Lao Yang did was just to collect debts. It was nothing more than owing money by gambling or borrowing usury. Such things happened every day. When he was working in the unit, Jia Sidao had heard Lao Yang mention it a lot.

"How is this thing?" Jia Sidao asked A San.

"Look at me." A San muttered softly. The size of this moon-bearing bottle is quite average, about thirty centimeters tall, and the shape of the instrument is pretty good. At least Jia Sidao took a preliminary look and found no major problems. The color of the blue and white ground is relatively stable, which is somewhat similar to the blue and white porcelains of the late Qing Dynasty seen in Jia Sidao's pictures.

However, what you see in the picture is something that cannot be counted. If you want to practice it into real objects, Jia Sidao still needs to learn a lot. Fortunately, A San's answer at least shows that this moon-holding bottle should be worth some price. Jia Sidao couldn't help but ask again: "How long can the door be opened?"

"This is a bit inaccurate." Asan hesitated for a moment and said. "But even if it is not something from the late Qing Dynasty, it should have been from the Republic of China."

"That. Xiao Jia, this person is called A San, right?" Old Yang next to him was a little confused. He didn't care about the Republic of China or the late Qing Dynasty. He only cared about the price. He couldn't help but ask in a hurry, "According to your words, this thing, oh, should be said to be this antique, how much is it worth?"

"If A San said right, I'm afraid the thing you said would really be worth tens of thousands of yuan." Jia Sidao replied with a smile. He reached out and touched the Moon Hunting Bottle, and felt it was a little different from the blue and white tiles at home. When he looked at the bottom, there were obvious signs of wear and tear, and there was no sign of the pattern. In addition, the blue and white patterns on the Moon Hunting Bottle were painted in a relatively mixed way, and it was a picture of a group of people fighting. Jia Sidao did not see at the moment which classic battle was depicted.

After looking at A San, A San seemed to have no idea Jia Sidao's meaning and did not answer. Jia Sidao had to give up.

"I have said that this thing is a thing from the Republic of China, and it should be worth the 40,000 yuan I owe." At this moment, a strange voice came, as if with the accent from the Central Plains. Jia Sidao looked back and saw that it was the original owner of Baoyue Ping. After hearing the identification of Jia Sidao and A San, he couldn't help but say something.

However, before he finished speaking, a young man next to him walked to him, kicked him a few times, and scolded him a few times. The man immediately lowered his head and stopped making a sound.

Old Yang shrugged and said to A San: "A San, since Xiao Jia said you are in this industry, please help me see. If you take action immediately, how much is this thing worth?"

"Now?" Asan couldn't help but look at Lao Yang with a meaningful look.

"Yes, the employer only has money. This kid owes 40,000 yuan. If this thing is sold and not enough, I will naturally need to spend some more tricks." As he said, Lao Yang's tone seemed to be getting more and more cruel. Not to mention the person squatting in the corner, even Jia Sidao felt that if he could not make up for 40,000 yuan, he would have to beat up another punch.

"It shouldn't be a big problem to see things. However, if you are in a hurry to take action, the price will definitely not be too high." As San thought about it, he said, and subconsciously kicked Jia Sidao. Jia Sidao was about to speak, but in this way, he immediately looked at A San knowingly and continued to check the moon-wrapping bottle in his hand.

"Can't 40,000 be enough?" Lao Yang thought that he had used all the methods that could be used to collect debts this time, but in the end he only pried out a monthly bottle. If the price could not reach the bottom line, the employer would not be satisfied. Lao Yang had no good idea in the future. After all, they were just a mob. When it comes to real torture and forced confessions, they were naturally not ruthless enough and not professional enough.

If anyone really dies, Lao Yang will be unable to bear it.

Just now, Lao Yang only asked how much it would be worth to sell immediately, but he did not ask if he could get 40,000 yuan. He also had the idea of ​​selling more. As long as it was more than 40,000 yuan, he could completely swallow it.

Just give some sweetness to the gangsters next to you, ask for a meal, etc., and you can rest assured.

Otherwise, Lao Yang would not be a little excited when he heard that this moon-carrying bottle was an antique. According to Lao Yang's idea, the bowl at Xiao Liuzi's house was worth tens of thousands of yuan. The size of this moon-carrying bottle was many times larger than that of the bowl, and it might be worth 100,000 to 80,000 yuan.

"Since you are also a friend of Brother Jia, I naturally can't say some polite words to fool you." Asan said this first, and then said, "If this moon-bearing bottle is based on the market value, it is still possible to achieve it if it wants to sell for 40,000 or 50,000. If it is okay to come, it is not accurate to buy 60,000 when it comes to auction. However, if you want to sell in a short time, the price will definitely not be so high. It is about 20,000 or 30,000."

This is how antiques are. When you meet someone you like, you can take action even if the price is inflated. If you don’t meet someone you like, even if the market price is as high as 10 million, it is not easy for you to immediately exchange it for cash.

"I won't have 40,000 yuan, I won't sell it if I beat it to death." Before Lao Yang could speak, the man in the corner spoke again. Moreover, this time, his tone seemed to be a little bit of a hissing. It seemed that he knew that if he couldn't sell 40,000 yuan, his suffering would continue.

"Damn, you're not doing anything here." Old Yang was in a bad mood. When he heard that he was talking, he quickly walked to him and kicked him a few times. While kicking him, he was cursing: "If you don't sell it, why can you pay for it if you don't sell it? Can you still expect you to go out and sell it? You don't look at what you look like..."

The other person's face turned red and white. It was obviously a bit scared him.

After a while, Old Yang kicked his feet, walked back to Jia Sidao and A San, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, let you make a joke... But Xiao Jia and A San, you have also seen it. This girl is just a poor person. Apart from this bottle, I'm afraid she can't come up with any decent things to mortgage. Look, are you looking for an acquaintance and selling the things at the actual price?"

Seeing Jia Sidao and A San hesitated for a while, Old Yang seemed to have made some decision and said, "Let's do it this time. A San, let's leave this thing to you for a while. How about it? You just need to raise the price as much as possible. If it can exceed 40,000 yuan, the more you will think it's my hard work for you. How about it? Only one thing, take action faster, and it's best to be a high-cost within two days."
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