golden eye

Chapter 50

Chapter 050
What a coincidence, the two of them held the single-color "Tang Sancai" with "missing arms and broken legs" at the same time.

At that moment, Mo Liming couldn't help but let out a "huh", and then he realized that there was another person beside him. It was a young woman, and she was also squatting there.

"I got the things first, and it's against the rules of the antique business that you put your hand on it." Before Mo Liming could see the appearance of the other party clearly, the woman spoke, her voice was clear, but it sounded a bit unkind, full of provocation meaning like.

Hearing that, Mo Liming couldn't help laughing in his heart, this girl is interesting and professional enough, he didn't know that someone else was interested in that little pottery figurine before he caught it, and he was sure that he was definitely better than The other party took a fancy to that thing first, because I was the only one who was groping in front of the stall just now.

"Obviously I got it first, so it's against the rules for you to grab it with me." Mo Liming retorted unwillingly, and he was able to take a closer look at the woman at this time, only to see that she was wearing a pair of dark glasses, The hair is slightly dyed yellow, and the wavy hairstyle looks very natural.

"Which eye of yours saw that I got it slowly?" the woman asked back with a half-smile.

"I see with both eyes." Mo Liming said solemnly, "Miss, I'm sorry, I'm preconceived."

"I just got it first." The woman said, "Who can prove that you took it first?"

"Yes." Mo Liming squinted his eyes and smiled at the stall owner Lao Mao who was watching this scene in surprise, "Old Mao, you can prove it."

"I... what am I here to prove?" Lao Mao squinted at Mo Liming and then at the newcomer, shaking his head with embarrassment on his face and said, "I really didn't notice it just now, you guys Which of the two got the 'Tang Sancai' first."

"Old Mao, but you saw it just now, I came a long time before her." Mo Liming said seriously, "According to this rule, I should be the one who picks the first thing."

"Why don't you say that you have preconceived ideas?" The woman said a little bit annoyed.

"Hey, why don't you do this." Lao Mao suddenly said, "Looking at your situation, it's really hard to break it down. Simply, whoever offers the highest price will take it away!"

His proposal is in line with his way of doing business, but for Mo Liming and the others, this idea is a bit bad.

"Hey, Lao Mao, are you taking advantage of the fire to raise the price?" Mo Liming laughed.

But Lao Mao shook his head and said: "Where? This is called 'take what you see', otherwise there is no way to tell which of you to 'preconceive first'."

"Old Mao, how much is this thing?" The woman didn't say anything else, and asked the price directly.

"The starting price is [-]. That thing is a good thing. It's a fine piece of painted pottery. You can't go wrong with it!" Lao Mao said it like that, "To be honest, this thing is my 'treasure of the market'. Never lie!"

"Okay, I'll take eight hundred." The woman said straightforwardly, and she agreed immediately.

"Brother Mo, how are you?" Lao Mao asked Mo Liming with a smile.

This old fox is very proud of himself. Now that Mo Liming has got his hands on it, why is he willing to let it go, because he really wants to buy this single-color "Tang Sancai" as a gift to Fu Yihong, maybe this piece of pottery is exactly what she used to The one I was looking for.

"I want nine hundred." Mo Liming shouted without blinking.

He was really depressed in secret. Originally, he wanted to slash the old mao severely. If the reserve price was [-] yuan, let’s cut it down to less than [-] yuan. His old Mao must be very happy in his heart at this time.

"One thousand!" The woman was not behind at all, Mo Liming had just finished bidding, and she followed without hesitation.

I really competed with me, Mo Liming murmured in his heart, and he scrambled to say: "One thousand and one!"

Both of them held the "Tang Sancai" together, and neither of them let go. It seemed that the two were really engaged, and neither was willing to back down.

The snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's profit, Lao Mao is holding his reading glasses and poking his mouth and laughing, just waiting to reap the fisherman's profit.

"One thousand and two!" The woman was full of the spirit of "going forward and succeeding", and she was unambiguous at all.

"One thousand and three!" Mo Liming followed closely without thinking.

Seeing that the price of that thing was about to double the original price, but the two of them still couldn't agree with each other, and they both had the posture of "staying with them to the end".

"One thousand and four!" The woman threatened and shouted.

"One thousand and five!" The man didn't let her get flustered.

"One thousand and six!"

"One thousand and seven!"

"One thousand and eight..."

……

"Hey, you don't belong to the auction company, do you? Are you so good at bidding?" The woman suddenly interjected a question.

"You are a fortune teller, how can you guess so accurately? Congratulations, you are right, I really belong to an auction house." Mo Liming replied bluntly without hiding anything.

"No wonder you are so good, so you know a lot about antiques?" The woman raised her head and said, "Hey, let me ask you, is this crap worth so much money?"

"Since you think it's a broken thing, why are you arguing with me? Could it be that you think I'm a bad guy and want to hurt me?" Mo Liming said with a smile.

"I have no grudge against you, so why not get over it, and, have I hurt you?" the woman asked in awe-inspiring manner.

"Let me suffer, let someone profit." Mo Liming said, and cast a contemptuous glance at Lao Mao from the corner of his eye.

Of course, this is a joke, the speaker has no intention, and the listener also has no intention. This is the case on the antique street. The people who see each other are those familiar faces. Everyone is familiar with each other, and the words are not so familiar. Yes, joking or something is common.

"I like it, I enjoy it, I said you'd better give it to me, a gentleman doesn't steal people's love." The woman said, her tone was obviously much gentler, as if she was saying something nice.

"Cooperating with your woman can win people's favor?" Mo Liming said without any concession, "You can't deny that I don't like it."

"Besides, ladies first." The woman said confidently.

"I'm sorry, there is no such principle in the antique business, and the emphasis is on first come, first served." Mo Liming confronted each other and refused to give in.

"Then there is nothing to say. Two thousand and five!" The woman continued to bid.

"Three thousand!" Mo Liming followed.

The price increase for the two of them has become [-], which is not easy.

"Three thousand and five!" The woman didn't pause at all.

"Three thousand five... Three thousand five, you take it away! Congratulations, it's yours!" Mo Liming rolled his eyes, and he stopped interacting with this well-dressed rich girl who looked like she had a good background. The blind price-raising of women.

After finishing speaking, he pushed the "Tang Sancai" into the woman's hand and withdrew her hand.

"Hey, why didn't you keep up? This probably doesn't suit your style?" The woman wondered, "Just now you looked so confident, why are you so weak now?"

"Good men don't fight with women!" Mo Liming said, "Congratulations, you have found a great treasure."

"Is this thing so good?" The woman suddenly asked seriously.

Mo Liming nodded and said: "Yes, don't tell me, you don't know the origin of this thing, this is not an ordinary ancient pottery, it is called 'Tang Sancai', it is a kind of exquisite painted pottery art from the Tang Dynasty. "

"Are you wronging me? Isn't the pottery surface of 'Tang Sancai' a mixture of three or more color pigments? There is only one conspicuous color." The woman said puzzled.

"Damn, I really met a rookie among rookies. This kind of person dares to increase the price as soon as he comes up. He is really top-notch. Aren't you afraid that the other party's partnership will deceive you?" Mo Liming thought amusedly, and then he said : "It seems that I have to supplement the basic knowledge for you. There are also 'Tang Sancai' with only one main color, which is called 'single color'. I also tell you, like this type of single color' Tang Sancai is very rare in the market, and rare things are more expensive. It is said that the monochrome "Tang Sancai" is extremely sought-after at auction because of its preciousness. No, it was not at an auction at Christie's in London, England last year Did a terracotta figure sell for £18? It's not quite complete."

"So I made money? Did you miss it? Three thousand and five!" The woman said with great interest.

"Cough cough cough..."

At this time, basically, the boss who was sitting cross-legged behind the stall couldn't help laughing, the meaning in that smile was very deep, and I don't know if he was making fun of Mo Liming's pretending to be sophisticated or mocking the woman's sloppy words. Xiaobai is like an idiot in the antique business.

"I don't care about that. You asked for the price yourself." Mo Liming waved his hand and said, "Miss, three thousand and five, let's count the money."

"Just count, are you afraid that I won't be able to pay?" The woman stood up as she said, and then took out a beautiful snow-white wallet from the pocket of her jeans at the back of her waist very boldly, and quickly counted the money from it. Three thousand and five hundred yuan came out, and I handed it to Lao Mao.

"Thank you. Welcome to visit again next time." Lao Mao couldn't close his mouth with a smile, and said enthusiastically, and then packed the things for the woman.

"Miss, there will be a time later." Seeing that she was about to leave, Mo Liming got up and said casually.

"Goodbye!"

The woman seemed to glared at him angrily, then turned around and walked away.

"thing--"

Mo Liming suddenly extended his right hand to Lao Mao, making a begging gesture.

"What?" Lao Mao looked at Mo Liming indifferently.

"Hey, you're still pretending!" Mo Liming said with a smile, "I've earned you such a large sum of money. If you don't have credit, you should have worked hard, right? I won't take you across the river like this."

"How can I make money? My brother, didn't you just say that? You said that once this kind of thing is auctioned, it will cost a lot of money. I only have to pay thousands of dollars. It's obviously a loss, isn't it?"

"You're ruthless, you're being nice when you get a bargain!" Mo Liming said, "You think they're all antique fools who are easy to deceive like her? If yours is real, can it still be put on this stall? From the one you gave me just now I can see it with a wink, so bring something, I don’t want to divide your money, I just want an old monochrome 'Tang Sancai', is that okay? I can do enough for you!"

"You kid, when did you see me winking at you?" Lao Mao laughed and said, "Well, you are like a ghost, so I'm afraid of you. This happens to be another one, and I'm giving it to you."

After speaking, Lao Mao took out a piece of "Tang Sancai" from a box next to it. It was all dark brown and shaped like a horse.

"Brother Mo, thank you just now." Lao Mao finally expressed his heart, and said, "I don't feel guilty at all for earning money from that kind of people. Rich people, three to five thousand are nothing!"

(End of this chapter)