Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Chapter 7

Everything on the stall was swept away, and even the ropes for wrapping things were sold out.Old Wang wiped his sweat, panting heavily.

More than ten meters away, the fat man was already lying on his stomach, leaning against the back of the chair like a puddle of mud. Similarly, the booth was empty.

Noticing that there was someone standing in front of the stall, he lazily opened his eyes: "It's sold out, please go early tomorrow!"

"I'll just ask a question!"

"The box belongs to Lao Wang, the gallbladder is from home, and the bricks are from the archway..."

"I didn't ask you this, and I didn't ask in vain. Give me money!"

Hearing the money, the fat man reluctantly opened his eyes: "Hey, the boss of Rongguzhai, I wonder... what do you want to ask?"

Boss Ren looked around and lowered his voice: "That boss, just missed that one, you didn't leave a call?"

"Boss Ren is eyeing another brick, right?"

The fat man chuckled, "It's not a hundred or eighty who asked me that, and they all said to give money. But it's a pity, I really didn't keep it..."

"You really didn't stay?"

"I really didn't stay!"

"You idiot!"

"I hate you...you're a fool!"

The fat man wanted to fuck him, but he really didn't have the strength. When he stood up, he had already walked more than ten meters.

"Ren Zhirong, I wish you a treasure every day..."

"You are dreaming!"

Boss Ren is relaxed on the surface, but in fact, his intestines are green with regret: Isn't it the same as leaving the treasure?

That is a national treasure, once it was in front of me, but I turned a blind eye and treated it as rubbish?
Millions of things, that idiot will donate as soon as he says...

While cursing, the phone rang again: "Boss, we found someone!"

Ren Zhirong opened his eyes, and his eyes lit up: "Where is it?"

"I just came out of the old disabled house, so I didn't leave at all... Oh my god, someone came to meet me..."

"Keep an eye on it... As long as others dare to bid, you can safely increase it. I will be there right away..."

Ren Zhirong ran like a rocket on his buttocks...

……

"Excuse me... Boss Li?"

"You got the wrong person!"

"I've been staring at you, and I haven't seen any strangers come out except you... Don't get me wrong, I'm not staring at you, but I want to buy this box in your hand..."

This person stretched out his hand and stretched five fingers apart, "I know you spent more than 300 for these things, I'll put them together, but I have to make sure that the bottle liner and another brick are still inside!"

Li Ding'an looked puzzled: "It's all junk, it's useless for you to buy it back!"

"After all, the items that have been with the national treasure are worth the price, so I want to take them back as a souvenir..."

Seeing the sneer on this man's face, Li Ding'an understood: it's fake to commemorate it, but it's real to look at another brick in the box.

Although it was a broken brick, wasn't the stone scripture just a broken brick before Li Dingan picked it up?
In the antique business, this kind of situation similar to opening a blind box and gambling on stones is very common. The jargon is called "beating a boring bag", and it is nothing more than a chance to bet.

If you win the bet, it's a big mistake, even if you lose the bet, isn't it just 500 yuan?
Then sell.

Five hundred is not a scam, not to mention that I have made it clear that it is a waste product, and this is the one who insists on buying it...

He picked up his phone and was about to say something to scan the code when a cold voice came from beside him: "Wait a minute..."

Li Dingan turned his head, squinted his eyes, and the more he looked, the more familiar he became.

Recognized: I sat on the steps of his door before, he ran out to chase people away, and when he saw himself holding up a stone scripture, he called himself an idiot...

With a smile on his face, Ren Zhirong cupped his fists: "Boss Li, it's a pleasure to meet you, my surname is Ren..."

He pointed to the opposite side again, "Do some small business!"

Rong Guzhai, I remembered it before!

Looking inside, there are seven or eight wooden frames, large and small, full of bottles and jars.

It seems to be specialized in porcelain.

"What's the matter, Boss Ren?"

"I heard that in addition to the stone scriptures, you also picked up a brick, can you let me have a look?"

The person next to him was not happy: "Ren Zhirong, you are not being kind, I have already bid, and you are here to ruin the situation again?"

"If you get your hands on it, it's a bad rule for me to open my mouth randomly, but if the item is not in your hands, I can't block one (bid, similar to an auction)?"

"Block one, right?"

This one also got angry, "I'll offer one thousand!"

"I pay fifteen thousand!"

"I'm two thousand!"

Ren Zhirong sneered: "I'm five thousand, you continue to pay!"

"I"

"stop!"

Li Ding'an stretched out his hand to block it, "Don't be angry, you two!"

"Normal bidding, not fighting spirit!"

Ren Zhirong looked at Li Ding'an with strange eyes, "Boss Li doesn't want to say he won't sell it, does he?"

"It's not that I don't want to sell it, but I'm afraid that you two will hit me!"

Li Ding'an smiled, "I've said it clearly, I'm really not sure about the two things here!"

In the antique business, buyers like reverse thinking the most. Sometimes the more you say it is true, the less others believe it. On the contrary, the more you emphasize that it is fake, the more he thinks it is true.

Especially Ren Zhirong, who watched the national treasure slip away from his eyes helplessly. At this time, he was no longer green with regret, but his heart was bleeding.

At this time, I ran into another booing seedling with a cut Hu, who had a past festival before, and my heart was even more angry.The bigger the fire, the higher the head, and the sanity is almost equal to zero.
"Ten thousand!"

He stretched out one hand, flipped his five fingers back and forth twice, and looked sideways at the other.

The other was visibly hesitant.

It doesn't matter if you spend hundreds or thousands of dollars to fight, even if you get hit in the eye, there is nothing wrong with spending thousands of dollars to fight for breath.But if you want to spend [-] to [-] or even tens of thousands...

He was fluctuating in his heart, and Li Dingan sighed lightly: "Boss Ren, I'm really not sure!"

"Don't worry, Boss Li, even if there is a pile of garbage in the box, I will recognize it!"

The person next to him thought for a moment: Isn't it right?

When he bid [-] before, Boss Li made it clear: the two items in the box are all waste products, useless!

Why is it that the bastard Ren Zhirong's turn, Boss Li is not sure again?

Suspicious in his heart, he raised his head subconsciously, just in time to meet Li Ding'an's gaze.

I'll go, this look?

I was so moved that I cried to death, Boss Li, you are so kind...

He was grateful in his heart, but put on a look of embarrassment on his face, biting and grinding his teeth, grinding and biting again.Finally, he waved his sleeves and sighed suddenly: "Forget it...Ren Zhirong, let's wait and see..."

"Look and see..."

Ren Zhirong smiled happily, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone, "Boss Li, I'll scan the code for you!"

"Oh... how embarrassing is this?"

Li Dingan sighed, "Alright then!"

With a ding-dong sound, 1 yuan arrived in the account. Ren Zhirong took the box, opened it and took a look.

Naturally, the bottle was still there, and a red brick wrapped in half of cement lay quietly beside it.

This is the one, the surveillance camera at the door of the store clearly captured it...

"Goodbye!"

He closed the box, hugged it and left.

Watching Ren Zhirong enter Rongguzhai, the other one solemnly clasped his fists: "Thank you, Boss Li!"

Li Dingan shook his head and went down the steps: "I don't understand!"

"Oh... yes, it's me, Meng Lang!"

A loud laugh came from behind, "Then you go slowly!"

Li Dingan waved his hand: "See you later!"

This man, who had never masked his face, was really embarrassed to be cruel, so he made a look.But to cheat Ren Zhirong, there is absolutely no psychological burden at all...

"I can't understand again: Is that piece of red brick an antique or a broken one? Why are two people vying for it?"

"Don't doubt, that piece is a broken brick. Don't be surprised, this kind of phenomenon of rushing to buy fakes, even broken ones, is very common in the antique business. Because no one can tell when a broken piece will become a treasure!"

"Yes, just like the brick before the host..."

"Then the anchor doesn't mean that he picked up 1 yuan for nothing?"

"It's not."

"This boss, is he just scolding the anchor?"

"That's right!"

"What did the boss say: Boss Li, don't worry, even if there is a pile of rubbish in the box, I will admit it... Does this count as evidence that the anchor didn't lie to him?"

"Nonsense, even if the lawsuit goes to the Supreme Court, this sentence is also evidence!"

"I admire the host so much, she's so treacherous..."

"Then this is equivalent to: he earned 1 yuan for nothing after being scolded?"

"Hahaha...isn't it?
(End of this chapter)