Chapter 147 The Stupid

No matter how Li Wenkai explained, the master has labeled a "nova" in his eyes.

I thought to myself, why did I accept such a fool as an apprentice? But except for antiques, this apprentice is all good, which is what I am most satisfied with.

Forget it, I will spend more time in the future.

Gong Huaishan looked at the other person's fingers and pointed them on his tongue, then counted them, looking at the thick stack of black unity, his heart was like a knife ream.

If this stupid apprentice hadn't made trouble, the other party would have agreed to the 150 yuan. If it weren't possible, he would have increased 10 yuan by himself, and he would have won the 160 yuan.

Gong Huaishan's eyes swept the room and fixed it on the side of the shelf, but it quickly diverted its sight.

He just saw a green glaze pierced pot in the Northern Song Dynasty official kiln.

A rare fine product.

Fortunately, the seller was counting money and didn't notice him, otherwise the moment he saw him, he would definitely see the master's preference for this thing, and he would have the upper hand in price calculations.

These antiques sell all of them are all good at humans. The best skill is to have unique eyes. Which thing you are interested in can judge your preference for something based on the length of time you stay on something.

However, no matter how cunning the fox is, he cannot escape the hunter. Gong Huaishan is like an old hunter and quickly hides his "whereabouts".

He was thinking about how to speak to the other party.

Soon, the other party ordered the money and said with a smile: "It's all right."

"See if there is any fake money, and I will not recognize it." Li Wenkai said happily.

"This young comrade is really good at joking, how can such a thing be done?" How can fake money be?

When Li Wenkai thought, he was used to it again. With the current technical level, how could he have this ability?

Besides, if you catch these things, who dares to kill them?

"Let's go, master, let's go back to Pan's home to take a look." Li Wenkai said to the master with his long mahogany box in his hands.

"Yeah, okay." Gong Huaishan walked out pretending to be careless.

When the other party saw that it was rare to meet a rich man, how could he let him go like this? Such a customer is rare in a century. "Two, I still have a lot of good things here. Let's take a look. I finally came to my house and sat for a while before leaving. Besides, I came to my house during the Chinese New Year, so I had to have a meal before talking about it."

When the hostess saw her man having a deal worth 200 yuan today, she thought to herself that it would finally be a good New Year this year.

Also come out to stay.

But retention is true.

It’s New Year’s Eve today, and both sides have made such a big order. The stall owner is also an old local, so he sincerely wants to keep it.

"We appreciate the kindness of grandpa, but today is indeed inconvenient. Next time, if we come to home again next time, we must have a good drink." Li Wenkai said to the other party.

When the other party heard this, he was also right. Whose family is not busy today, so how can they have time to drink?

"Okay, then I won't try to keep it anymore. Next time, we'll drink it next time."

"If grandpa receives the good goods, he can come to No. 3 Guanqingxi Lane, Nanchizi Street to find me. My name is Li Wenkai." Before leaving, Li Wenkai left the contact address with the other party.

These people often receive some good goods, and the other party comes to the door directly, so as not to run to Panjiayuan themselves.

"Two guys go slowly. Today I've finished work early. I'll go to get some New Year's goods later." The stall owner said as he wanted to send the two guys out of the house.

Gong Huaishan pretended to scan the room again, looked at a bronze ware next to the Qingglaze Guaner pot of the official kiln and walked over, picked it up and asked for a price.

Li Wenkai looked at it and walked over and said, "Master, let's not want bronze ware." After Li Wenkai went back for the last time, he checked it online and knew that bronze ware should be handed over to the country now and cannot be collected by private individuals.

The stall owner heard Li Wenkai's words and smiled and said, "It's okay, let's see something else."

"How much does this official kiln Guaner Pot cost?" The master pretended to be nothing, and picked up the official kiln green glaze Guaner Pot and looked at it calmly, and quickly put it back on the shelf, showing an indifferent look.

The stall owner also stared at the master's eyes.

As long as the master shows a little strangeness, he can raise the price after a while.

But the master still looked indifferent. The other party thought to himself that maybe he asked casually, "Who doesn't drink some wine, always likes some wine pots, etc. It's normal for him to ask casually if he is interested in the wine pots he has used before."

But it doesn't matter. You can't miss every opportunity. This is his business principle. So he said, "If you like it, you can sell it to me at a loss." The stall owner stretched out three fingers and said, in order to prove that the goods are worth the price, he continued, "I spent a lot of energy and finally collected it from a family. That was a year ago, and I spent 28 yuan at that time. It's been a year since I made some hard money."

"Brother, you are an expert. Whether the things are true or not, your sharp eyes can naturally tell at a glance. This is a green glaze pierced pot in the Northern Song Dynasty official kiln. Look at how beautiful the glaze is. It is a fine product among the official kilns in the Northern Song Dynasty. This is something that Song Huizong used. Styles like this pierced pot are rare..." said the stall owner.

"Master, why do I look like Ru kilns, and the glaze color is similar." Li Wenkai looked at it and found that it was the same as the Ru kiln-style bottles I collected last time, and they were all cracked, except that there were two more things to tie the handles in the style.

"Shame." The master left a word.

OK, we're wrong again.

Maybe we are not that material.

"I can collect 15 yuan, so forget about it if it's more." The master put it down and walked out.

When the other party saw it, he thought it was the master who was hanging himself. At first, he did not agree. He pretended to send the two out, and thought that the master would agree in the end. Of course, he mainly wanted to see if Li Wenkai, a layman, would "quick answer" like last time.

But he was disappointed and anxious to send the two to the alley, but he didn't hear their reply.

"Brother, if you really like the Guaner Pot, we will lose a little. 20 yuan, so it's not missing."

When Li Wenkai saw that the master didn't speak, "Okay, let's learn some lessons this time and say nothing. Let's go to Panjiayuan so that the master will not say we are stupid rich people."

"Dudu--" Li Wenkai started the motorcycle and deliberately increased the accelerator.

The motorcycle roared, breaking the stall owner's last line of defense, "Okay, I'll lose money, I'll make friends with you."

Li Wenkai braked, looked at the master, nodded when he saw the other party, and said, "Okay, then I'll get some blood." You said you're losing money, so I'll cooperate with you, right?

Later, the two of them collected a Southern Song official kiln and a Northern Song official kiln bowl in Panjiayuan.
Chapter completed!