Live Jianbao: Baoyou, you are very wrong

Chapter 281 Guess the price, why buy junk?
"My... mine?"

Juhard Baoyou couldn't believe what he heard.

Pointing at the engraving, then pointing at Ning Fan, and finally pointing at himself, speaking incoherently.

"Why, maybe... why, no, it's me!"

"It can't be mine!"

It took a long time for Juhard Baoyou to hold back a complete and fluent sentence.

Ning Fan looked at him with a calm expression.

"Who bought it?"

"I."

"Who paid for it?"

"Also...me too."

"Then this thing is yours."

Ning Fan didn't hesitate at all, after finishing speaking, he handed over the print.

"This thing isn't going to be auctioned. It's probably worth 4000 million. If you sell it, it can make your family live a better life."

"Those who want to buy, treat him well, and take care of them to live a good life for the two brothers who save."

After Ning Fan finished speaking, all the treasure friends fell silent.

They never thought that Ning Fan would deal with it like this.

Just giving away a 300-year-old wild ginseng for nothing!
That's 4000 million!

And according to Ning Fan's point of view, if it goes to the auction, it can be even higher.

This heart is no longer ordinary.

It's just 300-year-old ginseng, is it so expensive?

"Have."

Seeing Baoyou's question, Li Mo'er replied:
"The age of ginseng is the most important thing. The longer the age, the better the medicinal effect."

"It is not for nothing that ginseng lasts for a hundred years."

"The hundred-year-old mountain ginseng was considered a rare product hundreds of years ago, and it was worth a thousand taels of silver at that time."

"If you want to buy a house, at least it's a courtyard house with three entrances, and it has to be around the second ring road."

"I don't need to say anything else, you can understand it yourself?"

After Li Mo'er finished speaking, the friends of Bao could only feel their eyelids twitching non-stop.

A courtyard with two rings and three entrances.

With their brains, they can no longer imagine how much this is worth.

"But why does Master Ning want to limit the price?"

"Because there will be no loss, and this is also a kind of protection."

"Master Ning's additional condition is to cure the disease."

"The brain disease is serious, and the cost of treatment is astronomical, and the nutrition and supplements during the period are not affordable by ordinary families."

"Even if this thing is photographed, it will still be a waste of money to see a doctor for treatment."

"Master Ning actually helped them save money."

After Li Mo'er explained it, the treasure friends understood Ning Fan's deep meaning, and all looked at him in admiration.

None of them thought of that.

I just thought that as long as I got the money, it would be fine, but I didn't expect that there would be so many twists and turns.

In the barrage, there was a barrage of Mr. Ning being a good man, mixed with questions asking why Ning Fan did this.

"They are good people and deserve good rewards."

Ning Fan's eyes fell on the backs of the two, and a warm current gushed out from his wrists.

When I was reminded just now, I had a feeling that if I did something good, there would be other changes in this five treasures.

I didn't expect it to be really successful after the test just now.

Without thinking too much, I smiled and walked to other places, and started to pick up my own leaks.

Everyone was in a daze, and felt that Ning Fan's face suddenly changed, and seemed to be more gentle.

"Maybe it's the light?"

The treasure friends flashed this idea, didn't go into it, and waited quietly for Ning Fan to choose something.

I have to say that the antique city does a good job of sorting into categories.

The place you just entered is a casual stall, as long as you pay the stall fee for the day, you can set up a stall here.

It’s just that there is no certainty about whether things are true or not, and whether people will come or not. Buyers and sellers are well aware that [-]% of them here are handicrafts, and buying is just buying a souvenir.

And at the top, there is a fixed booth.

The better ones will put a glass cabinet trolley, and put three or four layers of things for people to choose.

There are almost fixed stalls with things.

This is where things start to get mixed up.

It is possible to be true or false, even if it is a fake, it is much better than the following craftsmanship, at least it can be worth thirty or forty.

Authentic products are all based on personal vision.

Ning Fan looked around here, his eyes wandered over several booths, a little surprised.

In this way, at a glance, you can see many small objects from the Ming Dynasty.

Although they are daily necessities, small kiln objects and coins that have been handed down for hundreds of years are still uncommon.

There's also no shortage of slightly better stamps and statues that occasionally flash by.

There is even a remnant of a Buddha statue from the Liao Dynasty, but most of it is missing...

Ning Fan stopped looking, the corners of his mouth raised.

Say Cao Cao Cao Cao is here!

As soon as I saw half of the remaining body of the Buddha statue, I saw two other fragments.

The distance is not far, but ordinary people will never see what it is if they don't pay attention.

And the biggest problem is that this Buddha statue is different from ordinary Buddha statues, and basically no one can guess that it is like this.

Look around and no one is paying attention.

Ning Fan walked to a booth to ask questions.

"Boss, how do you sell this thing?"

The stall owner sat up, looked at Ning Fan, frowned, and was about to speak when he saw Ning Fan holding a small bowl with his hand.

His eyes changed slightly, not daring to be sloppy.

"The things are here, you can quote whichever one you like, I will give it to you if it suits you, and let it go if it doesn't suit you."

"I don't make an offer!"

Ning Fan smiled slightly when he heard the words.

"interesting."

In the live broadcast room, the treasure friends didn't understand what it meant, and asked about Tiandu stubborn master.

"It's really interesting."

Tiandu stubborn master slowly sent a message.

"In the antique business, sellers usually quote prices, and buyers counter-offer. Both parties will quote as much as they see. If one party asks for a high price, then just show evidence and chop it back."

"This is the rule in the industry, and I have never seen a buyer asking for an offer."

"Quotes have been learned since ancient times, and whoever speaks first will suffer."

"This is the feeling of being a bit of a rogue, wanting to make Master Ning suffer a dark loss."

Everyone's expressions changed slightly.

They didn't expect this to happen, and after hearing the explanation, they only felt that the stall owner was too scheming.

Wang Duoyu didn't care to help.

"Naturally, a businessman pays much attention to profits. This is not a scam. It's just a little psychological trick."

"Try to find out where your psychological price is, so you can decide what to say."

"If you report three hundred, and you report three thousand, the treatment method is absolutely different."

"How much will Master Ning pay?"

My friends became interested when they saw this question, and they all wanted to guess what Ning Fan was looking for and what price it was.

When Ning Fan saw the barrage, he was also willing to interact with it.

"I'm going to buy a stone statue, the one in the middle, you guessed it."

"I think Master Ning must be interested in..."

"tattered."

A bullet screen was sent out without waiting for a closer look, but when I saw what was on the screen, I was dumbfounded.

Of the stone statue in the middle that Ning Fan mentioned, it is clear that only one-third of the base is left here.

"Is this thing still available for purchase?"

Everyone is a little uncertain.

A broken stone statue like this, if you buy it, you can’t just look at it, right?
At this time, they all felt that what the barrage said just now was absolutely correct.

"Master Ning, why are you buying a piece of junk and going home?"

(End of this chapter)