Riding the wind of rebirth

Chapter 569 Opening

At this moment, Zhou Zhi was messing up Lao Wang, he didn't even know whether what Lao Wang said was true or not.

If it is true, it is simply ignorance of the cultural value of the pattern on the pair of cups, and it is a random bid.

If it is fake, it means knowing the value of this thing, but still slashing it with a knife, and the mentality is strong.

The main reason is this kind of transaction method where I have hinted the reserve price to him, but the other party's quotation does not exceed the reserve price I said, and still have to slash a knife, and the gentle way of the fourth cousin I know totally different.

The trading method at the fourth cousin's uncle is that the buyer and the seller don't meet each other, and it all depends on the character of the fourth cousin. According to the bids of both parties, he decides a price that he thinks is suitable for negotiation.

Then whether to make a deal or not, it will be decided according to that price.

This is also similar to the way people in the industry obeyed the arrangement of the head of the line in the old days, which is quite feudal. However, the local players in Jiachuan or Manzhou still accept this tone. Of course, it depends on the impartiality, ability, and word-of-mouth of the fourth cousin. and prestige.

Just when Zhou Zhi felt that the other party might jump up and hit someone, unexpectedly, the other party just nodded politely, and there was even a hint of flattery in his tone: "Look again, there are so many more here, look again."

Now Zhou Zhi can't do it anymore. In other words, is the mainland culture and entertainment market in this state?It's a pure buyer's market.

"Elbow, how about this pair of plates?" Old Chai took a fancy to a pair of big guys at the booth, blue and white platters with intertwining branches and lotus patterns.

"What do you think?" Zhou Zhi flipped through the two plates and weighed them again.

"This is an object from the Kangxi official kiln. Look at the mouth, how fine and smooth it is? The jade feels clear. This is a tight skin and bright glaze that opens the door properly."

"Is this the bright glaze?" Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "The bright glaze doesn't have such a thin base. You can see that the base sand has been iron-removed, and the level of fineness and cleanliness is comparable to that of modern porcelain. It is very close, but the kneading is soft, not hard enough, and the hand feels lighter."

"There is also a thin layer of glaze. You can see for yourself that the glaze is white and greenish in color, and the body glaze is not densely combined. It is obviously floating. Look at the part of the pine branch. Do you think it is tight skin?"

"Old Kang is shining purple, the blue and white color material is close to the fetal bone, the hair color is green and green, and the color gradation is clear, and he can distinguish different shades of strokes in one stroke. And this one can be imitated, so the strokes are restrained, The pattern is strong, but the sense of layering is not strong. It is not the same as Lao Kang's painting style, which is delicate, slender and smooth."

"That's why you are a pair of well-off dishes, imitating Lao Kang's painting style, and the signature is also deliberately imitating Lao Kang's sustenance money."

"Young man, what do you mean by Lao Kang and Xiaokang?" The old man on the other side finally showed his timidity, and looked at Zhou Zhi who had said a lot, and felt a little guilty in his heart.

"Lao Kang is Kangxi. Porcelain began to flourish in the Kangxi Dynasty, and began to decline in the later years of Qianlong. After Tongzhi declined to the extreme, it ushered in a rebound in Guangxu."

"Porcelain in this period became more exquisite again, quite in the style of Kangxi porcelain, and in terms of workmanship and patterns, it also deliberately imitated that era, so later generations called Guangxu Dynasty imitating Kangxi porcelain as 'Xiaokang porcelain'. "

"So at least this is an object from the late Qing Dynasty!" The old man seemed very happy, and it seemed that the age that Zhou Zhi said had exceeded his expectations: "Well, if you want these two plates, each two hundred , that pair of cups is 500 yuan apiece, a total of [-] yuan, so take them away."

"Hey, I said that the price starts from the ground, this is," Lao Wang was unhappy: "I just agreed on a price of [-]."

"I'm sorry," the old man said with a smug look, "I bought all these porcelains from the general manager. Since the young man said that the plates are from Guangxu, then this pair of cups will have to be pushed forward by the year." .”

"So you can't take 21 of them, if you lose fifty, don't sell them!"

This week, I have had a lot of fun, and I have a general understanding of the level of sellers in this market. They really don't know the goods at all.
Of course, there is no need to worry that these people do not make money. From the looks of it, the price is estimated to be similar to that of scrap products when they receive the goods.

"The price of your plate is a bit high." Zhou Zhi turned the plate over and pressed it with a bright flashlight: "Did you see that there are three lines in the bottom circle, and it's not too long before it's broken into three pieces, it's not me Said, this thing is sold, it is money, if it is broken if you are not careful, it will be worthless."

"Is there?" The old man pretended to be aware of it just now, and pretended to take Zhou Zhi's flashlight and looked around: "I really didn't find this before, so I will lower the price again, and the plates are one hundred Eight, the cups are the whole product, there must be no less, just a pair of one hundred."

"One hundred and eight is too high. If you are like this, I will only buy one. I will accept the one hundred and eight for the whole product. You can keep this one with the punching line for yourself." Lao Chai said.

"That can't be done, I'm a pair of things, not only the ones out, but also the cups." The bargaining mode started.

"Plates with punched lines are really worthless." Old Chai said, "One hundred and eighty, one seventy, 250 yuan."

"Yes," Old Wang chimed in, "I won't bargain with you for the cups. Two plates and two cups, a total of 350 yuan. This is a big deal."

"That's no good, your price is too low." The old man shook his head and insisted: "The cups are decided like this, and the plates have to be added anyway."

"That's how it is." Zhou Zhi interrupted, picking up a small single-color glaze jar with a flower mouth from the stall: "Add this, two hundred and five for two plates, one hundred for two cups, I'll join in the fun, fifty , how about buying this with you?"

"This is a small flower pot from Jun Kiln..."

"Do you really believe what you say?" Zhou Zhi rummaged through the jar contemptuously: "Your color is not evenly burnt, and the bottom is dirty to the bottom of soot. If it wasn't for a firewood kiln, I would have hated it expensive."

After speaking, he stood up: "Forget it, let's look at other houses, there are still so many houses anyway."

"Deal!" When he heard that he was going to leave, the old man was in a hurry, and even gave up on weighing a few people to see if they were really going to leave: "It's agreed to 400 yuan, I will suffer this loss today, and try to open up!"

"You can earn 400 yuan when the market opens, and you can enjoy yourself." Old Wang still said, "You have to give this box."

"Okay, okay, the box is mine..." The old man turned his head and greeted the booth: "Erzhu! There are three buyers here at Erzhu. If you put the box at your place, it will be my account!"

In the distance, at a booth full of brocade boxes, linen boxes, and wooden boxes, a dull and strong man raised his hand to indicate receipt.

"Let me go get it, don't take it over there to pack the box and break it halfway," Zhou Zhi said.

When Zhou Zhi picked up three boxes over there, the bill was already settled, "Who paid for it? I'll pay right away." Zhou Zhi put the boxes down and was about to take out his pocket.

"There's no rush, we'll do the math later when we're done shopping." Old Chai said with a smile, "Pack things up."

"You didn't leave your hand just now, did you?" Zhou Zhi was very vigilant, the Wenwan market was deep, and tricks like bag swapping tricks emerged endlessly.

"No, I kept pressing it." Old Wang smiled.

(End of this chapter)