girl appraiser

Chapter 303 Extinct Authentic Works (4)

Duanmu Baolian was stunned for a moment when she was listening, then she came back to her senses and said with a smile: "Fifth Master is too careful, your friend came to see, he has never been so careful."

"He is a literati, and I am a businessman." Sun Wuye said, "Besides, I am also afraid of Mr. Mei, but I am curious."

"Okay!" Duanmu Baolian agreed, and Xia Ying was instantly curious about that Mr. Mei, who could make a rebellious person like Sun Wuye say "scared"?

What kind of business Sun Wuye is doing, he knows after thinking about it, such people have blood in their bones and their pride.

Leading them into the living room, Duanmu Baolian said: "Please sit down, Fifth Lord, I'll get it for you."

"Well!" Sun Wuye sat down on the sofa in the living room, and then his eyes fell on the antique shelf on the opposite wall. There were not many things, but Zhou Zhengguo heard that everything in it was of value. Tens of millions, especially the small bronze tripod. It is said that Duanmu Baolian asked for two hundred million.

When Duanmu Baolian Baolian went to the room to get something, he couldn't help standing up, walked to the bronze tripod, and looked carefully.

Fifth Master Sun had to admit that in his eyes, it was just a small round bowl made of broken copper and iron. Except for the fact that it was old and old, he couldn't see anything good about it.

It is completely unimaginable that the pattern described by Zhou Zhengguo is exquisite, what is so exquisite?
"Tell me, this shit will sell for [-] million, and I'll sell it to you, why don't you?" Sun Wuye couldn't find anyone to talk to, so he could only talk to Xia Ying.

"No, I don't like serving food." Xia Ying shook his head and said, "I don't understand antiques." He really doesn't understand antiques, and his eyes are completely darkened. In his eyes, this thing is not as good as an ordinary Porcelain bowls are suitable.

"You're miserable. Your boss is in this business." Sun Wuye looked at him sympathetically.

"That...little girl?" Xia Ying still felt a little unbelievable. People in the antique business are not all the kind of old people, at least five or sixty years old, wearing presbyopic glasses and a magnifying glass. Studying ancient paintings or porcelain, pottery, lacquerware, etc...

Duanmu Baolian?How old is she, high school graduate?No, this thing, even if the family has a long history, she can't even think about learning a little bit in less than ten years. How could she be in the antique business?
"Yes!" Sun Wuye said.

"She's so small..." Xia Ying felt incredible.

"She and that Mr. Mei are both weirdos," Sun Wuye said.

"Fifth Master, don't scold me behind my back." Duanmu Baolian came out from the inner room, opened a scroll, and said, "Look, you can't stop laughing at me."

"It seems that there are quite a few people making fun of you?" Sun Wuye opened the scroll of ancient paintings with a smile, looked at the little fairy in the painting, and looked up at Duanmu Baolian, he really wanted to laugh.

"This painting is the boss?" Xia Ying only took one look, and he could tell that the person in the painting was his boss - Duanmu Baolian.

"This painting is definitely not your boss." Sun Wuye said with a smile, "This painting has been appraised by the most authoritative antique appraiser in Jinling City. Authentic works—the ancients thousands of years ago, how could it be possible to draw your boss?"

(End of this chapter)