Chapter 426 Buying Real Antiques at Low Prices!

The boss is a businessman, and although there are some differences, his expression is still as fast as usual.

The fat boss said with a smile, "The boss has a good vision, this is a good thing, Song Dingyao's beauty pillow!"

Qin Lang smiled and said, "It seems that those words I just said are all in vain."

"The beauty pillow of Dingyao in the Song Dynasty was sold at a price of 320 million yuan at an auction before. Are you trying to say that this is the one, right?"

"Since you don't want to do this business sincerely, then we will look elsewhere."

Qin Lang led Su Shihan out, the fat boss hurriedly stopped, and said with a smiling face: "Boss, wait a minute, oops, I've met an expert today!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely have a real talk with you next. This white porcelain beauty pillow is certainly not the one at the auction, but this beauty pillow is pretty exquisitely crafted, and the boss must have noticed it. Now, this is an old thing for some years."

"Things must be good things!"

Qin Lang stopped then, glanced at the fat boss, and said, "No matter how good a copy is, it is a fake after all."

The fat boss nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, the boss is right, but this fake is also good or bad. I have seen this white porcelain beauty pillow repeatedly. It is indeed an imitation of the same period, so although it is not That auction item, but it's also an old antique."

This is half true and half false. This white porcelain beauty pillow has indeed been carefully read. It is very similar to the works of Song Dingyao. Upon closer inspection, there are some faint cyan patterns in this white porcelain. Impurities are destined not to be top grade.

And because the white jade beauty pillow in Dingyao was sold at a high price of 320 million yuan at the Australian auction, almost everyone in the antique industry knows this. Therefore, the white beauty in front of you does not need to look closely at all. Everyone Know it is a fake.

This is why things almost stinks in the store after being collected by him.

Qin Lang returned to the beauty pillow and said, "What price?"

The fat boss is now a little confused about Qin Lang. The other party is obviously an expert, but he has picked the "smelly" in the store. Is it a bit of a small skill, but has no money in his hand, and wants to buy some fake and real fakes for scalping business ?

"The boss is an expert, the price you said." The fat boss said with a smile.

He did have the idea of ​​making some money, but he also wanted to sell the goods.

Qin Lang stretched out a finger.

Seeing his gesture, the fat boss frowned and said: "Boss, the price of this side can't be paid anyway."

One side?

Qin Lang knew that in Antique Street, one party represented ten thousand yuan. He was actually a temptation just now. The price in his mind was ten million yuan.

Naturally, he had already noticed what this product was, but the attitude of the fat boss just now was obviously not optimistic about this product, so he dared to pay this price.

As a result, the boss only treated him as one of the bidders. It seemed that the fat boss in front of this guy had a wink.

Realizing this, Qin Lang didn't understand the expression on his face, and said with an elusive expression: "I'll give you the price, you can consider the others."

"I came here today, mainly because I want to choose a few things to keep at home, and I'm not here to search for top-notch goods."

The fat boss immediately understood it, and it seemed that he had just guessed half of it right.

Qin Lang is indeed an expert, but it is estimated that there is no money in his hand. He originally thought that Qin Lang was buying and selling, but now it seems that he may just want to buy a few fake works and put them in his home to pretend to be.

After understanding the general situation, the fat boss immediately said: "Boss, the price you gave is not available. I don't stop at the price. I can't make a loss-making business. Look, what's the number?"

The fat boss stretched out his hand and made a ten.

Ten directions means one hundred thousand.

He received this white porcelain beauty pillow from a young man. It is probably an old thing in the family. The young man is not knowledgeable and just lacks money. He offered a price of 8 square meters, and the other party immediately flattered him. Sold.

Now that the goods have been under pressure for so long, he also came up with it, plus Qin Lang is a knowledgeable person, he directly did not pay high prices.

When Qin Lang heard this, he was secretly delighted, and it seemed that he was going to miss it today.

"Shifang? The boss is sure that this is the reserve price?" Qin Lang smiled inexplicably.

The fat boss said helplessly: "This is really the reserve price. You are an expert, and I dare not lie to you. It was the price that I received at the beginning, but unfortunately I haven't sold it. I also see the boss that you have a relationship with this beauty. That's why I gave it to you without earning anything."

Of course he would not believe these words, but the price was unexpected.

So Qin Lang said readily: "Okay, then open the door to do business at the price you said, and you can't let the boss not earn a point."

The fat boss accompanied the smiling face and took down the beauty pillow on the shelf along with the box. Qin Lang paid the money and delivered the goods with one hand.

After Qin Lang took the things, he took Su Shihan and left. The fat boss personally sent him out, and walked a few steps with him before returning.

Upon returning, I saw Lao Hu next door leaning against the door, his eyes falling on Qin Lang and the box in his hands.

"What did you sell?" Old Hu asked.

The fat boss sighed ~lightnovelpub.net~ and rolled his eyes and said, "Don't mention it, I thought it was a fat sheep, but turned out to be an expert!"

"Fortunately, there was no loss today. The imitation Ding Kiln White Porcelain Beauty Pillow in my shop, do you have an impression? The news came out. Everyone knew that it was a fake, and no one has ever bought it."

"I was finally bought just now. Although I made 20,000 yuan, I didn't lose it in my hands."

After listening, Lao Hu thought for a while and said, "Is that the beautiful pillow with variegated colors?"

"Yeah, I saw it with you." The fat boss said with a smile.

Lao Hu's expression changed, and he said, "If you don't mention that beauty pillow, I won't be impressed. However, fat man, I recently received a Song Ge kiln, but it is somewhat similar to that, and it is also in white porcelain. Fine lines."

"At first I thought it was a defective product. I didn’t want to collect it. As a result, a boss who often buys things in my shop happened to be there. He specializes in Song porcelain. He said that it might be produced by Ge Yao. The pattern is not a flaw, but an old one. In jargon, it is called a gold wire."

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"Golden wire and iron wire? What is that?" It was Su Shihan who asked this.

Qin Lang explained to her: "Gold wire and iron wire refer to the natural cracks in porcelain. Because the soil of Ge kiln in Song Dynasty contains more iron elements, it is easy to have naturally formed cracks after less."

"At first, everyone thought these were defective products. Later, it was discovered that the openings were only superficial and did not affect the use. Also, because each opening was unique, it was called a'golden wire'."

Su Shihan blinked and said, "So, you just saw from the beginning that this is a Song Dynasty work?"

Qin Lang nodded with a smile.

(End of this chapter)