Appreciation of treasures

Chapter 17 Brothers Haggle Too Hard
"I'm afraid I can't do it today. I haven't been back to the store for a long time. Next time I have a chance, I will definitely visit the store in person."

Zhao Gang is not evading, but telling the truth, his antique shop has just opened, and if the boss is not in the shop, it may close down sooner or later.

There is no reason to always lock the door when opening the door to do business. After bidding farewell to the beautiful president, Zhao Gang walked quickly to his own shop.

In fact, he planned to go to the dark market at night. The so-called dark market was the street next to Pangjiayuan.

That street is only open at night, and some jewelry and jade are sold there, but the quality is far inferior to Pangjiayuan.

If there are modern imitations of Pangjiayuan, then the things in the dark street are probably modern imitations.

However, some people used to obtain rare treasures in the dark market, whether they gained or lost, all depended on their eyesight.

After dinner, he closed his shop, and all the shops in Pangjiayuan Antique Street were turned on and only his own shop was closed.

I'm afraid it won't work in the long run, and I will hire a guy tomorrow.

There are not many authentic items in the store, and the most valuable one is probably the bronze that I used to play with when I was a child.

Under normal circumstances, no one would dare to touch this kind of thing. After all, the dynasty is so long that there is no standard for identification.

In the mother's words, it was left to Zhao Gang's son to continue playing with the mud.

As long as it is the treasure of the town store, just keep it in the store, and you won't be afraid of someone thinking about it after you put it away.

Thinking like this, Xiang just walked into the dark market quickly, and he walked around the dark market, but didn't see anything good.

Just when I was about to return disappointed, I saw an acquaintance in the blink of an eye.

That acquaintance was none other than a client whom he had met at Lao Songtou's before.

That customer has a lot of research on antiques, and he speaks eloquently. Since he doesn't have any good items, he simply follows him to see if he can find any treasures.

The man walked to a booth, picked up a wine jug, looked it up and down, and put it there again.

When the man walked away, Zhao just walked to the booth, reached out to grab the jug, and observed it carefully.

There is indeed a faint halo around the pot, but the halo is very light, so it is not easy to sell it at a high price.

"Hey, brother, you have good eyesight. Boss Zhang just watched it for a long time. I'm afraid it's a good thing."

Zhao Gang was not satisfied, he shook his head and put it down again. Seeing that Zhao Gang was not in the mood to buy, the man mysteriously pulled Zhao Gang to his side.

"It doesn't matter if you are dissatisfied, I have a good thing here, and you will be satisfied."

After speaking, he took out a pair of jadeite bracelets from his pocket.

Seeing the bracelet, Zhao Gang's eyes lit up.

But in order to prevent the peddler from driving up the price on the surface, Zhao Gang did not show any interest in the price.

"This is the emerald bracelet that the prince gave to the princess. It may not be very old, but it is indeed a good thing."

The halo of the emerald bracelet was even stronger than that of the jug, circle after circle finally condensed into a bright spot.

Seeing Zhao Gang's heartbeat, the stall owner hurriedly struck while the iron was hot, and put the jadeite table on the table.

"Look at the color, look at the transparency, this is really a good thing."

Zhao Gang nodded, reached out to take the jadeite bracelet, and looked left and right.

After confirming that it was a good thing, he slowly raised his head.

"How much do you sell for?"

"fifty thousand."

This price can be considered high in the dark market, but unlike Pangjiayuan, all items in the dark market can be bargained.

"One hundred yuan!"

The price gap is also a bit too big. The peddler thought he had met an expert, but he didn't know that his bracelet was worth far more than fifty thousand.

"Don't worry, brother, you're too ruthless, let's make it [-]."

Hearing the vendor's relief, Zhao Gang knew that he was bound to get the price.

"Add this bracelet to that wine flask, and I'll give you a thousand."

The stall owner was still a little unwilling, but seeing that Zhao Gang would not increase the price, he gritted his teeth and stomped the deal!

Holding two objects, there is no need to waste time here.

If the jug is not sold, it is considered a good thing to put in the store. As for the pair of bracelets, it should be able to be sold after changing hands.

Paying the money with one hand and picking up the goods with the other, Zhao Gang couldn't be happier with the two treasures he found.

But just a few steps away, he was stopped by the previous guest.

"Little brother has gained a lot today, in fact, the jug should belong to me."

Zhao Gang looked up, and the man's eyes were full of greed.

The owner of this jug vendor doesn't know the goods, but he knows it. Although it's just an imitation of the official kiln, it's still quite old, so it's not a problem to earn tens of thousands in a change of hands.

But he didn't expect that the young man in front of him would get there first.

Blame it or blame myself for being a little greedy, seeing the wine jug and not getting it right away, thinking about going around in it a couple more times.

But being intercepted by others, this person feels somewhat uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry, there's never been a first-seeer gets in the antique world. After a while, whoever pays first gets the thing. You see the thing first, but I pay first."

The man was not annoyed, and nodded with a smile.

"Little brother, don't worry too much about this. I like this flagon very much. I wonder if you can pass it on to me."

Hearing what he said, Zhao Gang couldn't help beating his heart.

This person looks shrewd and cunning, how could he give up the price to himself casually, I'm afraid there are some unknown conspiracies involved.

"I'm sorry, I want to buy it and put it in my antique shop. You may have to reluctantly part with it."

The man smiled, I am really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and he does not go to inquire about the antique market in this area, and what he wants has never been fulfilled.

The men didn't speak, Zhao Gang was about to leave.

"How about this, little brother, let's find a place, let me take a closer look at this jug, how about it?"

This small request can still be satisfied, not to mention that his shop is nearby, so it would be good for him to recognize the door.

After agreeing to the man's request, Zhao Gang led him to his shop.

After entering the store, the man didn't rush to look at the jug, but took out his mobile phone, and seemed to send a message to someone.

This abnormal behavior made Zhao Gang's heart pound. If he just simply watched and misunderstood, why did he call someone else?

Could it be that he wanted to forcibly start in his own shop and snatch this thing away?

Thinking of Zhao Gang in this way, his heart became a little more defensive, and the man didn't sit down in a hurry, but just looked at the other porcelain in the antique shop.

"Boss Zhao's shop..."

He was worried about what to say, there were no good things in the store, but he didn't expect Zhao Gang to laugh.

"My store has just started, and I haven't placed any valuables yet, so I bought a flagon and came here to refill."

Just as he was talking, a person came in at the door.

(End of this chapter)