Siheyuan: starting from the sticky cousin

Don't you just want to steal something?

Do you really think this antique party is burning Chinese cabbage?Just look at it and learn it?

Lao Tzu is also a special scroll.

call……

The two breathed a sigh of relief and followed Jia Wen.

Jia Wen didn't have much resentment, anyway, it was a very plain kind, you can watch it if you want, it doesn't matter.

Continue shopping!

Jia Wen saw someone setting up a booth by the alley.

There are many things on it, but as an expert with treasure appraisal skills, Jia Wen can tell at a glance that most of the things inside are fakes.

But he still went forward.

Because this guy's things are quite attractive, especially a set of Chenghua cups, which are exquisitely made.

A set of four small cups, very delicate.

Although it is fake, it looks comfortable.

"Master, how do you sell this cup?" Jia Wen looked at the stall owner and asked.

The stall owner glanced at Jia Wen, and said with a smile: "Don't make trouble, brat, go to the side..."

Jia Wen's forehead darkened: Good guy, almost every time I buy something, I have to reason with others to prove that I am just a child, not a brat!

"I'm really buying it, not making trouble!" Jia Wen said, "Ask you, just tell me the price!"

The man didn't mention the price, but said with a smile: "You are not a brat, so tell me, what is the origin of this set of bowls?"

Jia Wen smiled and said, "Have you seen Dream of the Red Chamber?"

The man said: "I have seen it!"

Jia Wen asked again: "Did you know that Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden?"

"I know!"

"Then do you know what kind of cup she used to drink water at Miaoyu's place?"

"Ouch!" The stall owner was taken aback immediately, stood up from the ground, and said, "It's amazing...it's amazing...it's the first time I've seen such an amazing kid!"

The stall owners next to him also gave their thumbs up one by one.

The most important thing is that when people speak, they are still tactful and unique, without breaking the point, but they say it to you in a dream of Red Mansions.

Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li, who were behind, were at a loss.

What the hell is this.

It's really annoying to buy a cup and go around like this.

"This cup is not bad. It is exquisitely made..." Jia Wen picked up one with a smile and looked at it.

Really good!

"Boss, can you say how much it is now?"

The stall owner took a sip of water, thought for a while, rolled his eyeballs in their sockets three times, and then stretched out a (Li Li's) finger: "My child, you are so powerful, you can recognize such a powerful person at a young age." For the sake of your intelligence, I want a hundred!"

"100 yuan each!"

This is the lion's mouth.

The stall owners next to each other gasped: Paralyzed, the old Wangtou usually calls forty, but when he meets a child, he calls one hundred?

What a pit!

Naturally, Jia Wen would not be taken advantage of.

He shook the quilt and said, "It's too high... Boss, let the price be lower..."

The boss looked heartbroken. He looked at Jia Wen and said, "Then make an offer!"

"Okay!"

Jia Wen weighed the cup in his hand and said, "Two yuan each, how about..."

"puff……"

"Puff puff..."

There was the sound of spraying water all around.

Later, Yu Li and Yan Jiecheng were stunned.

Fuck, this is really a dare to bargain than a child. If someone asks for a hundred, he will give two.

Grass……

Can you still bargain like this? .

Chapter 158 (1 more) Crying Yu Li and Yan Jiecheng

Yan Jiecheng felt ashamed.

What the hell, someone asked for 100 yuan, you counter-offer two yuan?

This……

This is so cruel.

go go go go go!

Yan Jiecheng pulled Yu Li back two steps, lest others think they knew Jia Wen.

What a shame.

But Jia Wen was very indifferent.

The face of the stall owner opposite was very ugly.

two?

One is two yuan.

Fuck... This price is really on my waist.

I won't sell it any lower.

"Selling..." The stall owner gritted his teeth and said, "Take it away!"

? ? ? ?

Passers-by and Yan Jiecheng were stunned.

shit...

Actually sold?

This... Is this thing really only worth two dollars?

"Okay!" Jia Wen smiled and said, "I want all four, please wrap them for me, thank you!"

These four cups are naturally not real Chenghua cups, but fake ones.

Then why does Jia Wen still want to buy it!

Fake ones are not worthless.

You know, this thing is not imitated now, and no one has the leisure to imitate it now.

This was imitated when I was in Daqing.

To put it bluntly, it was imitated by Ming Dynasty in the late Qing Dynasty.

Everyone in the antique circle knows that Da Qing likes to imitate the things of Ming Dynasty, but it doesn't mean that the imitation of 550 is worthless to him. To put it bluntly, these things are also things of the late Qing Dynasty.

Let it sit for a while, and after 2000, it will be put up for auction, and the four sets of bowls will be thrown out casually, and there will still be tens of thousands of dollars.

Now eight yuan is absolutely earned.

Taking a step back, even if this isn't a cultural relic, it looks beautiful, isn't it? Can't you take it home and drink tea for your mother and sister?

I can use it as a treat, or put it on a shelf as a decoration.

"It's a loss, it's a loss, it's a big loss!" The stall owner grinned as he put away his cup while muttering.

It's a custom.

When selling something, I have to say a few words of loss, as if to fill the hurt in my heart.

Jia Wen took out ten yuan from his pocket.

The boss took it and was about to change the money.

"and many more……"

Later, Yan Jiecheng made a sudden move: "Boss...you wait!"

wow...

All eyes were on Yan Jiecheng.

What is this going to do?