Divine Perspective: Married to President Bai Fumei

Du Heng shook his head again and again.

"It's not my favorite category. I collect one or two pieces as a rich collection, and I'm going to sell the rest."

Du Heng has already made plans on the way back.

Tomorrow, I will post a circle of friends first, and see if any of my WeChat friends want to buy it?

As a recognized treasure in the ancient coin collection circle, the Sankongbu coins of the Warring States Period are not only earned by selling them to friends, but also a favor is added, which is called killing two birds with one stone.

Unless no friends are really interested.

Only Du Heng would consider shipping channels such as antique shops or auction houses.

A good night's dream.

In the morning Du Heng rubbed his sleepy eyes and just opened the door.

I just heard my parents downstairs seem to be arguing?
Of course, the word quarrel is not accurate, it is more accurate that Ms. Cui Li unilaterally reprimanded Mr. Du Qingshan.

"I told you yesterday, don't buy it, don't buy it!"

"But you're good. After taking a walk early in the morning, I took a taxi and went to buy a broken bowl for 50 yuan. Du Qingshan, you are trying to get angry with me, right?"

"Our son is making money, but it's not like you, a prodigal father, ruined it like this!"

Cui Li's expression was very distressed.

But Du Qingshan was also very wronged, and retorted with a stiff neck: "I just let me spend the money my son gave me. What's wrong with me buying some antiques?"

"And I'm not buying blindly!"

"Dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, and mice are born to make holes! My son can be an appraiser, and I can't be bad at being an old man! I buy these antiques, and they all have a lot of room for appreciation! I will definitely sell them if they resell them in the future." Can make a lot of money!"

As he spoke, Du Qingshan raised the blue and white porcelain bowl in his hand.

It's in front of Cui Li's eyes.

"Do you know what this is? This is a bowl used by Emperor Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty. If I sell it, it will be worth millions! Double the profit!"

Cui Li was even angrier when she heard this.

He opened his mouth and continued to scold, and sprayed Du Qingshan with saliva: "Damn! You can change hands for millions? It's really such a good thing, and it's your turn to buy it? Du Qingshan, you don't have the ability to judge, I think you have no brains Wrecked in a car accident!"

"me……"

"What me? Tell me whoever betrayed you, and I'll settle the score with him now!"

"Don't tell you!"

"Hey, Du Qingshan, you don't want to live this life..."

"Mom! Dad!"

Seeing that the two were arguing more and more fiercely, Du Heng hurriedly interrupted and trotted down.

"Why did you guys quarrel suddenly? And what's going on with your blue and white porcelain bowl, Dad? Let me get started and see."

The husband and wife are unhappy to see each other.

But he has a good look at his son.

"There is lean meat porridge in the kitchen, is Nian Qing up yet?" Cui Li asked concerned.

After changing hands, Du Qingshan stuffed the blue-and-white porcelain bowl in his hand to Du Heng: "Son, please appraise it quickly, so that your mother who has no eyesight can learn a lot!"

As he spoke, he gave Cui Li a sideways look.

Seeing that Cui Li's anger that had just been suppressed rose sharply again.

"Hey Du Qingshan, let's see what you can do!"

"Xiao Heng, please appraise it carefully. I don't believe that such a thing of changing hands to make money can fall on the unlucky father!"

Looking at the blue and white porcelain bowl in his hand.

The workmanship is rough, and there is only a layer of old glaze on it, which is uneven at first glance.

Du Heng knew it was a fake without his eyesight.

There is no surprise after the Tianyan appraisal, the modern antique crafts produced in 19 are fakes!
"Mom and Dad, you just said that this porcelain bowl is 50 yuan?"

Du Qingshan shook his head in denial.

"Not so much. My friend negotiated the price for me, and it was 48 yuan with a [-]% discount." He looked quite proud.

But then he saw his son frowning.

Also realize that something seems wrong.

"Dad, where did you buy this blue and white porcelain bowl, can you tell me more about it?"

"Son, looking at you like this, is this bowl fake?"

Du Qingshan asked in disbelief.

Du Heng could only nod helplessly.

Cui Li became excited when she saw this: "Listen, Du Qingshan, my son said that this broken bowl is fake, so I'll say you're wasting money!"

"Go and get the money back from me!"

Du Qingshan panicked for a moment.

He was willing to believe his son's words, but how could this blue and white porcelain bowl be fake?

Brother Xiao is so upright.

How could it be possible to lie to him?

And he cheated him nearly 50 yuan!
"Xiaoheng, is this bowl really a fake? Are you reading that right? If it's fake, can I still get the money back?" Du Qingshan asked anxiously, dubiously.

Oh, will you know to ask your son?
Cui Li wanted to bury her husband, but seeing that her husband was so anxious, she couldn't help but say nothing.

I don't want my dad to worry.

Du Heng naturally promised: "Of course I can get it back, but Dad, you have to tell me the details, so I can find someone to help me find out."

"Then let me start from the beginning? I still think this bowl is real, son, are you sure you read it right?"

"Tell me first, don't miss any details."

Help Dad sit on the sofa.

Du Heng listened to Du Qingshan talk one by one.

"You are so promising, I suddenly don't have to worry about anything in this aspect. I have nothing to do at home and I am too busy, so..."

"I didn't stop you from playing cards and chess, are you still free?" Cui Li said angrily.

Du Heng looked at his mother helplessly.

"Mom, after listening to my dad, I will never stop you two from arguing again, okay?"

"You two talk, I'll warm the milk for my daughter-in-law!" Cui Li turned her head to the kitchen with a sharp look at each of the father and son.

Du Heng felt a little tired.

So when it comes to parents' affairs, it is actually quite troublesome for the younger generation to intervene, and they almost get angry at both ends.

"Dad, speak slowly."

Things are exactly as Du Qingshan said.

Purely idle.

Ever since he knew that his son's appraisal ability was superior, Du Qingshan wasted no time wondering if his family had the gene to learn appraisal?

Otherwise, how could his son be so promising at such a young age?

The more Du Qingshan thinks about it, the more reasonable he feels.

Then I took a taxi to Qushi City South Antique Street, where my son used to work, and wanted to practice it myself.

"Actually, for a long time, I just shopped and didn't buy. The antiques in the store were extremely expensive, and the prices at the stalls were high and ripped off. I really didn't want to spend money at first."

Du Qingshan babbled.

What can Du Heng do, he can only comfort him, saying that he understands and understands his father.

"And then what?"

"It's amazing to say this, isn't it true that my son's bowl is a fake?" Du Qingshan still didn't believe that he was cheated.

Du Heng could only say patiently: "You go on first."

"Then last week, I met a white-haired old man who set up a stall. Looking at his calloused hands, he looked like he was farming. Your father and I would carry a hoe every day when I was young. At that time, I looked like a thief."

Is the routine of "old farmers selling heirlooms" reappearing?

"The old man said that his grandson was sick, and he wanted to sell the ancestral Jade Guanyin statue in exchange for 10 yuan. I have been shopping for so many days, and I understand the price-performance ratio. This Jade Guanyin is not a loss if you start with 100 million yuan."

"At that time, I thought to myself, I can make money and help others by buying it, so I must buy it!"

Du Heng seemed to agree and nodded.