Jianbao life

Chapter 852 Teacher?

"Ghost city?"

Hearing this, not only Yuan Hongjian and Du Yile were very surprised, but Chu Chen also raised his head curiously.In other words, the chances of picking up leaks in the ghost market are indeed relatively high, but now Panjiayuan is playing with old players, and if you want to pick up leaks in the ghost market, the probability is comparable to winning the lottery.

Especially if you want to pick up this kind of antique boutique, it's incredible to think about it. After all, those old players are not blind and can't even see such good things.Of course, it is also possible that Zhuang Shengjing went early, or because of some other reasons, he picked up such a leak.

Zhuang Shengjing said affirmatively: "Yes, it's a ghost market, and I arrived at Panjiayuan at five o'clock that day..."

Before he finished speaking, Du Yile interrupted: "Wait! You said to go after five o'clock?"

You know, the ghost market is coming to an end after five o'clock, and even if there are good things, they are almost sold out. How could Du Yile not be surprised that Zhuang Shengjing still picked up such a leak?

Zhuang Shengjing scratched his head: "Actually, after thinking about it afterwards, I felt something was wrong, so I brought it here immediately for you to help analyze and analyze."

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Chu Chen quickly said, "Let me take another look..."
At this time, Yuan Hongjian, who was a little bored and curious, asked, "Xiaozhuang, can you tell me more about the details of that day?"

"Okay!" Anyway, there was nothing to do now, so Zhuang Shengjing recounted what happened that day.

Last Saturday, Zhuang Shengjing originally wanted to get up early to go shopping at the Panjiayuan Ghost Market, but he accidentally got up late, so he could only blame himself for being too lazy.

Although he woke up late, Zhuang Shengjing didn't want to change his schedule since he had already planned his itinerary for today, so after breakfast, he came to the ghost market without stopping.

When he arrived at the ghost market, he saw that some hawkers had already closed their stalls. Zhuang Shengjing sighed inwardly, and then looked at the stalls one by one. As he walked, he came to a stall, which was set up by an old man. Sell ​​some porcelain tiles and general products, all of which are genuine products with wide open doors.

Zhuang Shengjing saw that this was good, so he squatted down and looked at it, and picked out a few good porcelain pieces, all of which were typical things, such as the center of the Kangxi flower basket dish often mentioned in textbooks, just a flower basket , The painting is very beautiful, like a sycamore leaf in Shunzhi, next to it is the poem "A sycamore leaf falls, and the world is full of autumn".

After picking out several tiles that he liked, and the price the old man gave was not expensive, the depression in Zhuang Shengjing's heart immediately disappeared with the wind, and a smile appeared on his face.

With some gains, Zhuang Shengjing was in a good mood, so he hummed a ditty and continued to walk around, but after a short walk, he met a man with a gentle appearance and a bookish body. He still knew this man, and everyone called him Teacher Ren. , but he really didn't know the specific name.

At this time, Teacher Ren seemed to be full of worries, and he was a little worried. Seeing this situation, Zhuang Shengjing went up to say hello, and then asked the other party what's the matter. If it was a trivial matter, he would help.

Teacher Ren didn't hide it when he arrived, saying that he was interested in a piece of porcelain, but the other party offered a high price, and he couldn't make up that much money for a while, so he was a little embarrassed.

Zhuang Shengjing has long heard that this teacher Ren has very good eyesight, and it is said that even the experts in the Forbidden City are not as good as him. Of course, Zhuang Shengjing still has doubts about such rumors, but there is nothing worthless under his reputation. It is impossible for Zhuang Shengjing not to be tempted by something.

So, when Teacher Ren asked him to borrow money, he immediately refused very politely.

Having said this, Zhuang Shengjing blushed a little, but everyone didn't say much about it. If it were other people, when encountering such a thing, they would consider their own interests first.And Zhuang Shengjing's ability to tell this matter at least shows that he is very frank. Even if he is a villain, a real villain is much better than a hypocrite.

However, Teacher Ren's attitude still made everyone feel that there was something wrong with this person.

"Xiao Zhuang, is the teacher you are talking about the one I know?" Du Yile quickly described the appearance of the teacher he knew after hearing this.

Zhuang Shengjing replied: "Yes, this is Mr. Ren. You are old, you know him too?"
Hearing this affirmative answer, Du Yile's brows were furrowed even tighter. Just when Yuan Hongjian wanted to ask him what was going on, he said, "Xiao Zhuang, keep talking..."

Teacher Ren was quite regretful that he didn't get the money, so he left with a sigh, but before leaving, he even took a look at a certain booth.

Because Zhuang Shengjing was embarrassed to ask Mr. Ren which piece of porcelain he was looking at, he felt very sorry. Now that he saw Mr. Ren's actions, he was really ecstatic. After Mr. Ren disappeared, he hurried towards the direction Mr. Ren was looking at just now Walked over quickly.

It was a street stall in the corner of the market. Zhuang Shengjing saw a blue, white, bamboo, stone, plantain, and jade pot spring bottle at a glance. The jade pot spring bottle was 30 centimeters high. At first glance, he knew that it was a good thing. It must be Teacher Ren just now. Look at the utensils.

However, Zhuang Shengjing was not in a hurry, squatted down, and first looked at the things on the stall owners' stalls one by one.Then he picked up a wooden box, looked at it, and asked the stall owner, "How do you sell this?"

The stall owner looked at the items, then looked at Zhuang Shengjing, and said with a smile, "Brother, this is a good thing... 1200 for you."

Zhuang Shengjing smiled faintly, then put the things down, picked up a small porcelain bowl and asked him, "What about this one?"

Maybe because he thought that Zhuang Shengjing was a veteran, the stall owner said a lot of good things, so he offered the price directly:

"This is 1000."

Zhuang Shengjing said: "Why are your things so expensive? When did you get this porcelain bowl, and you want 1000 yuan?"

"The porcelain bowl is from Qianlong, but there is a small slit." The stall owner looked at Zhuang Shengjing and said, "1000 is still too little. If this Qianlong thing hadn't been flushed, I would have asked for 5000."

Zhuang Shengjing stuck out his tongue and said, "Your things are really expensive!"

The stall owner said: "That can't be helped, who makes this thing a good year."

Zhuang Shengjing laughed secretly. This was what he was waiting for, and then he picked up the jade vase and said, "This year is late, how much does it cost?"

Unexpectedly, the stall owner is also a veteran. He smiled meaningfully at Zhuang Shengjing and said, "What's wrong with the late year? This is a complete piece, and it's just a piece! Look at this market, how can there be such a fine thing?"

Zhuang Shengjing had no choice but to ask, "Then how much would you say?"

The stall owner said: "At least 30000!"

"You are stealing money!"

Although Zhuang Shengjing felt that the [-] yuan had already been picked up, but at this time, of course he couldn't let it go, and the key point was that he didn't have such a large amount of money with him, so he said: "Your price is too high. I really want to buy it, can it be lowered? This thing is late, and it is obviously an imitation of the Ming Dynasty, so let’s make it cheaper, I’ll buy it for [-]!”
Stall owner: "."
Zhuang Shengjing put down his things and said, "Let me look around again, and look back, your things are too expensive!"

Seeing that Zhuang Shengjing was about to leave, the stall owner quickly said, "Well, if you really want it, you can give me 5000 yuan. I will be your friend, but the [-] yuan you mentioned is absolutely impossible. I will accept it." I can't take it!"

Although Zhuang Shengjing thought that [-] was not bad, he had no money on him, and one thing he thought was strange, since this thing was so good, how could it be kept until now?Besides, even the price of [-] is not high!

Thinking of this, Zhuang Shengjing got up and left, and walked around to other stalls in the market.

Antiques are very interesting. Once you fall in love with that thing, you always want to buy it. When you don’t buy it, your mind is full of its shadow. Once you buy it, you don’t want to think about it.Zhuang Shengjing walked around the market, his mind was full of the shadow of that jade pot and spring bottle.It was as if the bottle was calling to him.

But because of the doubts in his heart and his lack of money, Zhuang Shengjing was very hesitant about whether to buy it or not.

After visiting the market, Zhuang Shengjing went to a friend's shop to rest, and while drinking tea, he discussed today's gains with a few like-minded friends who came together.

This is basically a practice in the antique world. Basically, many people will go to the acquaintances to drink tea with their acquaintances every time they go to the market, chat with several friends who have gone to the market, and look at their respective today reward.Discuss the experience and share the joy.

At that time, Zhuang Shengjing told his friend about the jade pot and spring bottle, and expressed his doubts.

A friend said: "This is indeed a bit strange, but do you like it? If you are optimistic, you must buy it quickly. If you miss this thing, it may be bought by someone else. And to you, [-] to [-] yuan is nothing. What's up!"

Zhuang Shengjing said: "I still want to let the stall owner hang out. He hasn't sold it for so long, so he must be anxious."

My friend said: "That's very dangerous, don't do that, just make a move when it's time to make a move. To you, [-] to [-] is nothing, and it's not a lot. When someone else buys it, you will feel distressed." No."
Many friends followed suit, so Zhuang Shengjing lost his mind. In addition, he was very concerned about this thing in his heart. In addition, Zhuang Shengjing had not been in the industry for a long time, and he always wanted to buy everything, as long as he liked it. , not to buy.

Thinking of the end, Zhuang Shengjing simply borrowed money from his friends, went straight to the stall owner and started bargaining, and finally sold it for [-] yuan.

Zhuang Shengjing went back to his friend's shop with the bottle in his arms. After seeing it, all his friends said it was good, the item was right, it was very good, it was a good buy, and the price was cheap, so they completely missed it.

However, after Zhuang Shengjing went back, he felt uneasy about the bottle, so after thinking about it for two days, he came to Du Yile with the things.

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