super golden hand

Chapter 1072 Are you going to buy it or not?

As early as in the hotel, Bai Ming had prepared some euro change in advance, he had tens of thousands of euros with him, and Xiao Yan had hundreds of euros in pocket money.

At this time, Xiao Yan directly took out fifty euros and handed it to the seller, and the white glaze bottle from the Republic of China period became his property.

After paying the money and taking the bottle, Xiao Yan immediately held the bottle in his arms and looked at it fondly.

On his face, there is still a lot of joy and excitement.

This is the first time he has picked up small leaks with his own eyesight, but such small leaks are actually very common in foreign countries. Some foreign businessmen don't understand the prices of domestic goods, so they lower their prices when they ask.

In addition, the price cannot be raised abroad, so it is lower than domestic ones.

But this bottle should be in the former situation, Xiao Yan really picked up a small leak, no wonder he is so happy and excited.

This can be regarded as the second time he picked up a leak, the first time was that piece of dragon pendant, but that was purely luck, unlike this time, it was something he really obtained by relying on his own eyesight.

Although it was only a few thousand dollars, the feeling was completely different.

Xiao Yan bought a bottle, which immediately stirred up everyone's atmosphere. Even Li Yang became interested in this bustling small market. There are not only Chinese antiques here, but also many foreign artworks.

It's just that these works of art are mostly handicrafts at present.

Several people walked forward together, Xiao Yan held the bottle and looked at the things here more carefully. He also thought about whether he could sell back the two treasures at a low price, and show them off when he returned.

After wandering around for a while, they found a few good old objects.

Among them is a civilian incense burner from the Jiaqing period, which is very well-made and well preserved. Such an incense burner costs about [-] to [-] yuan in China.

It's a pity that the shopkeeper opened his mouth like a lion and asked for [-] euros directly, obviously planning to slaughter them as winners.

With this price, Bai Ming didn't even have the intention to bargain, so he just turned around and left.

This kind of incense burner is not an important and difficult work of art. There are still many in the country. It is a pity that the owner thought that this is a bronze ware, so it must be a treasure. According to his asking price, this thing should be in his hands. It's been a while.

The market is not big, and a few people have transferred more than half of it in a short while.

Li Yang has an extra oil painting in his hand, which is the work of a painter in the Renaissance period. This painter is not particularly famous, but he is a good painter, and this painting is also of certain value.

The painting was bought for [-] euros. It is estimated that the owner miscalculated the age of the painting. Even if it is not a famous painter, it is definitely not at this price for a real ancient painting from the Renaissance period.

Li Yang estimated in his own mind that the real value of this painting is at least [-] euros, and it may be even higher, which is also a good little leak for him.

After getting a small leak, Li Yang was also in a good mood, and walked around this small market with Bai Ming and the others.

"Fuxingzhai!"

Xiao Yan suddenly called out in a low voice, and several people followed his gaze to look forward.

Not far in front, there is a small shop with a rare Chinese signboard hanging on it. This is the first shop with a Chinese signboard they encountered.

"Let's go and have a look!"

Bai Ming waved his hand. He remembered that there was no such shop last time he came here. It seems that it should have been newly opened in the past few years. This also proves that Chinese antiques are indeed becoming more and more popular.

There are a few customers standing there at the entrance of Fuxingzhai. There are small shops here, really like a vegetable market. Customers can only stand outside the store to choose goods, and cannot enter.

Although the market is small, it has a lot of things, and there are also some good items. This market is similar to what Bai Ming said. It is suitable for those who like to shop for treasures, especially for small items.

As soon as Li Yang and the others gathered around, the small shop was immediately filled with people, making it look a bit crowded.

The few guests who were there looked at Li Yang and the others very unhappy. They were looking at a piece of porcelain at this time.

This store is mainly made of porcelain, calligraphy and paintings, all of which are Chinese things. There are two people standing in the store, a man and a woman. They are both in their 30s and have yellow skin. You can tell they are Chinese at a glance.

"This thing of yours is very bad!"

The guest next to Li Yang and the others held a piece of porcelain in his hand, shook his head vigorously, and talked loudly.

He actually spoke Chinese, but the Chinese was very blunt, and he jumped out word by word. It was clear from the first listen that he was definitely not Chinese.

"Japanese!"

Bai Ming's face changed slightly, and he said something in a low voice.

Just now, Bai Ming didn't pay much attention to them. After the man spoke, he attracted Bai Ming's attention. After looking carefully, Bai Ming immediately found that these people were all Japanese.

Bai Ming has dealt with the Japanese a lot and knows some of their habits.

Li Yang, Xiao Yan, and Liu Gang couldn't help leaning to the side. After returning from Canada, Li Yang didn't like the Japanese very much, let alone Liu Gang.

As for Xiao Yan, he is from Nanjing, and he hates the Japanese even more.

"Mr. Matsumoto, you are also a regular customer. Although this plum vase is an imitation from the late Qing Dynasty, it is a very good imitation. It is definitely a fine product!"

The male shopkeeper first glanced at Bai Ming and the others, and asked the female shopkeeper next to him to greet them first, while he stood there, talking to the person outside with a smile.

His words also proved Bai Ming's guess that these people are really Japanese, and their names are the best evidence.

"Fake, not real!"

The Japanese named Matsumoto didn't care, and shook his head vigorously.

Li Yang turned his head and took a closer look at the bottle in his hand, with a little surprise in his eyes. It was a not-so-big green-glazed pastel plum vase, and it depicted a kind of Chilong. dragon.

This kind of standing dragon is rare in China, Li Yang never expected to meet one here.

"Mr. Matsumoto, don't talk nonsense, this is a treasure from a regular channel!"

The face of the male shopkeeper changed slightly, but his tone remained the same, but his attitude was obviously different from just now.

It would be like this for anyone. In the antique business, it is very taboo for others to tell lies directly. If this Japanese is not a regular customer, his attitude will be even worse.

"Regular channels, this is obviously fake, Long, how could it be like this?"

The Japanese named Matsumoto looked up at the shopkeeper, with a kind of contempt in his eyes. He was holding the bottle, pointing at the dragon standing on it, and talking loudly.

This dragon is a bit weird. Generally, ancient dragons are flying or hovering. There is no standing upright like this. Standing upright, with four claws outstretched, it really looks like a four-dimensional feeling.

The male shopkeeper's expression became even uglier. He looked at the dragon on the bottle, but said nothing.

Bai Ming, who was communicating with the female shopkeeper at the side, also noticed the situation here. When he saw this plum vase, Bai Ming, like Li Yang, was a little surprised.

"Can't tell, there is no such thing at all, how dare you say it's not a fake?"

Seeing that the shopkeeper didn't respond, Matsumoto seemed even more proud. This time, he spoke louder and in English, and many guests who were wandering around were attracted by him.

Foreigners, like Chinese people, have a heart for gossip and also like to join in the fun.

"Matsumoto, I think you are a regular customer, so I let you like this. If there is no evidence, please don't talk nonsense!"

The owner was taken aback for a moment, and then a trace of anger appeared on his face. Yelling like this was no different from smashing his signboard.

For an antique shop, it is the same result to be publicly pointed out that it is selling fake cigarettes and alcohol in some tobacco shops, and it will cause great damage to its reputation.

This is a foreign country, where reputation is more important.

"My evidence is this dragon, something that doesn't exist at all, what do you have to say?"

Matsumoto, who was questioned by the shopkeeper, didn't care at all, and was still talking loudly there.

He said, with a hint of revenge in his eyes.

He is indeed a regular customer here. Last time he bought some calligraphy and paintings of Chinese celebrities worth [-] euros here, but when he bought them, he thought that these famous artists were dead and the things would increase in value.

Who knew that after going back to check, they found out that these people are living well, and the value of these calligraphy and paintings has not increased much, but relatively speaking, the ones he bought are not too expensive, they are normal market prices.

It's a pity that he didn't want to. He had the heart of picking up the leak, and when he found out that he didn't pick up the leak, he was naturally unbalanced.

He wanted to return the things, but he was reluctant. He also knew that these calligraphy and paintings would increase in value in the future, so he deliberately came here today to find a little trouble with the shopkeeper, which was considered a way of venting his anger.

Fortunately, Li Yang and the others didn't know what the Japanese was thinking. If they knew, they wouldn't be able to resist beating them here.

What kind of mentality is this, the typical harm to others, just because they didn't let you pick up the leak, you come to revenge on others?
"This one of mine is not fake!"

The shopkeeper retorted loudly, his face was still slightly red because of anger.

He didn't sell this thing cheaply, it was sold at the price of the real thing, and it would definitely have a great impact on him if people thought it was a fake on the spot.

The shop owner himself doesn't know much, he is just the operator, there is another boss in this shop, he is the one who knows the business, but he is in charge of harvesting outside, and he is not here today.

"It's not fake, can you explain my problem?"

Matsumoto said loudly again, there were a lot of people gathered around, at least a dozen or so, seeing so many people gathered here, some people were walking this way.

The shopkeeper looked anxious, but he didn't know what to say. Ask him to explain, but he really couldn't explain it.

"Friend, do you want to buy this thing?"

A voice suddenly sounded, almost everyone looked at the owner of the voice, Li Yang was looking at the Japanese with a smile, he was the one who spoke just now.

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This part of Milan is an important plot that Xiaoyu has conceived for a long time. There will be a lot of wonderful content, and many surprising babies will also appear. Xiaoyu will work hard and write it carefully!

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