The strongest chef in the three worlds

Chapter 5

After Chen Yan was sent back by Ninghe Dragon King, it was already the next day.

Knowing that Li Yuanwu must be worried about his own safety, Chen Yan called him again to report his safety.

Knowing that Chen Yan was safe and sound, Li Yuanwu felt relieved.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yan took a taxi directly to Jubao Pavilion.

I heard from the taxi driver that this is the largest antique store in Ningchuan.

There was no one in Jubao Pavilion, only a middle-aged man in his forties sitting there leisurely drinking tea.

Chen Yan glanced at the middle-aged man, and said straight to the point: "Boss, help me find out how much this hairpin is worth?"

"Oh, selling hairpins?"

Zhao Mingcheng put down the teacup in his hand and walked over, but looked Chen Yan up and down again.

As the boss of Jubao Pavilion, he usually deals with dignitaries and dignitaries, and his vision of people is also extremely vicious.

Just casually glanced at Chen Yan, and he concluded that this should be a layman.

In an instant, a smile appeared on Zhao Mingcheng's face.

In the antique business, laymen are my favorite!

"See how much my hairpin is worth?" Chen Yan handed the hairpin to Zhao Mingcheng.

Zhao Mingcheng reached out to take it, and the look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he pretended to hold the hairpin and looked at it carefully.

After looking at it for a while, Zhao Mingcheng frowned, "Although your hairpin is made of jade, the quality of the jade is so-so, and the signs of being old are obvious..."

As soon as he heard Zhao Mingcheng's words, Chen Yan knew that he was playing tricks to lower the price.

Chen Yan didn't say much, and said directly: "Just say how much it is."

"One hundred thousand! Up to one hundred thousand!"

Zhao Mingcheng replied without thinking.

One hundred thousand?

Chen Yan sneered in his heart.

Although he doesn't understand jade or antiques, he also knows that this hairpin is definitely worth more than this price.

Just kidding, can the hosta worn by a rich lady in the Tang Dynasty be a bad thing?
"Give me the hairpin, I won't sell it."

Chen Yan didn't bother to argue with him.

Since he wants to cheat himself, it's a big deal for him not to let him cheat!

Anyway, with so many antique shops in this area, he couldn't believe that he couldn't find one that could give him a real price.

Zhao Mingcheng suffocated slightly, never thought that Chen Yan would not sell if he disagreed with him.

However, Zhao Mingcheng is an old Jianghu after all, he soon came back to his senses, and said to Chen Yan with a smile: "Little brother, since this is a business, the price can still be negotiated! How about you make a price?"

Zhao Mingcheng decisively kicked the ball to Chen Yan.

It is not only to test Chen Yan's psychological price, but also to see whether Chen Yan understands it or not.

In fact, Chen Yan really didn't know how much the hosta should be sold for.

After thinking for a while, Chen Yan stretched out two fingers.

"20?"

Zhao Mingcheng was overjoyed, but frowned and said, "The price is a bit high."

"I said 200 million!"

Chen Yan looked at Zhao Mingcheng amusedly, "20? You sent the beggar!"

"what?"

Zhao Mingcheng screamed, "Little brother, are you kidding me?"

Chen Yan shook his head, "Two million, every penny is a lot! If it works, the deal will be done. If it doesn't work, I'll just take the hairpin and leave now."

"Two million is too much!" Zhao Mingcheng frowned and said, "Well, I haven't opened my business today, so I'll treat it as an opening business, 200! No more!"

"Give me the hairpin!"

Chen Yan was too lazy to continue talking.

Since this person is not sincere, there is no point in haggling.

Seeing that Chen Yan was about to leave again, Zhao Mingcheng suddenly hesitated.

He also saw that this jade hairpin was an antique from the Tang Dynasty, and it was sold in a serious manner, at least two to three million yuan, but he was a businessman, so he definitely wanted to make more money.

Just as he was hesitating whether to agree to the price offered by Chen Yan, a tall and beautiful woman walked into the shop.

"Hey, Miss Song! What brought you here?"

Seeing Song Liyue, Zhao Mingcheng no longer cared about Chen Yan's side, and hurried forward with a smile on his face.

Song Liyue is not only the daughter of the Song family in Ningchuan, but also the president of the Song Group!

This is the real God of Wealth!

Facing Zhao Mingcheng's enthusiasm, Song Liyue just returned a faint smile, "My grandma's [-]th birthday will be in a few days. I'll pick out a gift for her old lady. She likes jade the most. Do you have any..."

Song Liyue had just finished speaking, when she suddenly noticed the hairpin in Zhao Mingcheng's hand.

"Can you show me this hairpin?" Song Liyue asked.

"Of course!"

After Zhao Mingcheng handed the hairpin to Song Liyue respectfully, he quickly ran to Chen Yan's side and said in a low voice, "200 million, it's a deal!"

"late!"

Chen Yan snorted softly, and said to Song Liyue, "This hairpin is mine!"

"Your?" Song Liyue looked at Chen Yan in surprise, "I like this hairpin very much, please make a price!"

Chen Yan glanced at Zhao Mingcheng, smiled and said, "He offered me 200 million just now, but I didn't agree."

"Let's just talk about the price, I'm very busy." Song Liyue said impatiently.

"190 million!"

I am Nima!
Upon hearing the price quoted by Chen Yan, Zhao Mingcheng immediately scolded his mother in his heart.

He didn't sell it for 200 million, but sold it to Song Liyue at a low price?
Did he fall in love with someone else, Song Liyue, or did he have a disease in his head?
Song Liyue also looked at Chen Yan with a puzzled expression, "Why?"

Chen Yan shrugged and said, "I'd rather sell less money than let some people who want to cheat me make money."

For him, 190 million and 200 million are actually about the same.

Now he only needs to have money to set up a storefront for catering.

He believes that with the God of Cookery taught by his master, he will definitely be able to make the restaurant prosperous!

Song Liyue was already ice-snow and smart. When she heard Chen Yan's words, she already guessed that Zhao Mingcheng must have severely suppressed the price of this hairpin.

This man has a bit of a temper.

Song Liyue thought about it in her heart, then looked at Chen Yan with a smile, "I was influenced by my grandma, and I also have some research on antique jade wares. Your hairpin is 190 million yuan, which is too cheap. Let me add another 50 yuan. 240 million!"

"..."

Hearing Song Liyue's words, Zhao Mingcheng became even more frantic.

This fucking is crazy!

One lowered the asking price, and the other raised the asking price instead!
While being mad, Zhao Mingcheng regretted it in his heart.

If I bought this hairpin earlier, with my own ability, I would definitely be able to sell this hairpin for more than 300 million!

This change of hands can earn more than 100 million!

Such a good opportunity was actually missed by myself.

At this moment, Zhao Mingcheng really wanted to slap himself twice.

Chen Yan was also confused by Song Liyue's words, and looked at Song Liyue in astonishment, "Do you really want to spend 240 million to buy it?"

"Do you think I'm joking?" Song Liyue said lightly.

Chen Yan thought for a while, nodded and smiled and said, "All right, as long as some profiteers are not cheap!"

(End of this chapter)