Gu Yichen covered his nose with one hand, and his mood was not reflected. She knew that these vendors were cunning. If she showed too deliberately, they would either raise the price or directly take it back and not sell it.

The shop owner smiled and said, "Does the girl like anything?"

"How to sell this pile?" Gu Yichen asked directly at the bunch of bowls.

When the shop owner saw a big business, he hurriedly turned off the radio and deliberately said half of it, "Although these things look bad, they are all unearthed from the tomb of King Ling. In terms of only four or five thousand, how much do you think you can bid?"

"According to the boss's opinion, this pile of people will have to bid for 50,000 or 60,000?" Gu Yichen shook his head, "No, it's expensive, too expensive."

"If you talk about money about antiques, it will be too vulgar. We have to be more reserved. It is hard to buy our favorites for a thousand dollars. This price is just the second best. It will be done if the girl likes it, right?" The shop owner pretended to take a step back. "Let's do this, you can see that the girl likes it, forty thousand."

"It's still expensive. Look at these bowls either have broken mouths or are short-sized. I can only put them in and see them when I buy them, and I can't use anything."

"Miss is making things difficult for me. Do you still want to use it to make a living?"

Gu Yichen looked confused and ignorant of the world, "I don't pretend to be a meal when I buy it, can I still have to offer it?"

The shop owner understood that the little girl in front of her was a wealthy second-generation ancestor, who looked like she was unwilling to talk about melon seeds.

Gu Yichen gritted his teeth, patted his legs and stood up, "Do you leave me another meal, will you 38,000 yuan?"

The stall owner spit out the melon seed shells from his mouth, took out a clean box, and put the dishes he had bought from there. While filling them, he was also a little resentful of selling compensation, "Forget it, start a business."

Yan Shenglin leaned against Zhuzi and stared at the bargaining little girl, thinking that she would really be able to pretend to be a meal when she bought such a bunch of bowls?

But this girl just walked out of the vendor for only a hundred meters and opened the box, then threw away the broken bowls inside, leaving only one.

Yan Shenglin said in surprise, "What did you lose all of you?"

Gu Yichen ignored his surprise and chose a shop that recycled old appliances and walked in like a meteor.

The shop owner leaned against the table and felt drowsy. He heard the sound of "Welcome" and woke up.

Gu Yichen sat opposite the store owner and made a straight-forward offer, "800,000."

"Ahem." Yan Shenglin heard this magnificent voice as soon as he entered the door, and the corners of his mouth twitched in a stroke.

"The white glaze ware in the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty enjoys a reputation as the white glaze ware in Yongle. It is praised for being 'the juice is as bright as a pile of fat and as bright as beautiful jade'. The glaze surface of the past products is white and delicate, with fine orange peels on it, with a shiny glaze color, slightly green in the white, and a few thin spots of shrinking glaze. The official kiln is mainly dragon and phoenix flowers, while the folk kilns are often seen in the kirin and money patterns. This thing is tangled with flowers, and the boss should understand that this is made by the official kiln."

The shop owner took out the magnifying glass, took out the spotlight, observed it back and forth several times, and laughed, "Six hundred thousand."

"The boss is also an expert. There are not many sweet white glazes from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty, and they are very popular with collectors. Red porcelain is sold for more than one million and tens of millions. My 800,000 is the lowest price to remove firewood from the cauldron." As he said that, Gu Yichen was about to collect the box.

The shop owner hurriedly grabbed the other end of the box and said, "Let me take a look."

Gu Yichen put the box back on the table and continued, "The porcelain in the Xuande period was full of hundreds of schools, with blue glaze porcelain, red glaze porcelain, blue and white porcelain, sweet white porcelain, etc., but they also have to distinguish between official kilns and folk kilns. The price difference between this word is a world of difference."

The shop owner looked like a silly and honest look, but he was actually as cunning as a fox. He really saw this sweet white glaze at a glance. If it were placed on the current market, it would be at least a million. The girl only bought her for 800,000 yuan, which was indeed a bit thin.

Gu Yichen was not in a hurry, and sat quietly on the chair, waiting for the shop owner to take care of himself.

After about a minute or two, the shop owner couldn't help but let go, "Since I'll treat it as a friend. I'll collect your sweet white glaze, and 800,000 is 800,000."

Gu Yichen looked at the other party preparing to swipe the card and paid off the silver goods, and hurriedly raised his hand to signal him not to hurry. Instead, he pointed to a vase on the cabinet behind his right and said, "I'll buy that vase for 800,000 yuan."

The shop owner looked at the direction Gu Yichen pointed, shook his head repeatedly, "This is not possible, that is Ru Ci. I guess the girl's tone just now must be someone who understands this industry. You should understand what Ru Ci is."

Gu Yichen looked like he suddenly woke up, "It turned out to be Ru Ci, I said I would like to see it anyway."

The shop owner took the bottle off the table and introduced, "This is not called a vase, this is called a Fenghua bottle."

"I have also heard of Ru porcelain. It has exquisite craftsmanship and delicate body quality. It is made of precious agate into the glaze. It has a unique color and changes with light. The body quality is fine and clean and fragrant gray. The glaze color is mainly pure sky blue, with light and dark, and there are also colors such as ovum blue and pink blue."

"The girl is right. Since she understands the preciousness of Ru porcelain, she should naturally understand how much it is worth." The shop owner sat back on the chair and did not forget to exaggerate one or two more words, "Any porcelain the girl just said must be distinguished from official kilns and folk kilns. The difference is a world of difference."

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