The female CEO’s invisible security guard

Chapter 39 The royal family wins the antique prize

"I didn't say it was 40?"

As soon as the store owner said these words, the whole room fell silent.

Even Lin Jian was confused. What did the boss mean?

Is it possible that it is still worth 400 million?

"Ok."

At this time, the store owner took a deep breath and said: "Young man, if you plan to pay out, I can only give you 400 million. This is my greatest sincerity!"

"Huh? Is it really worth 400 million?"

After hearing the store owner's words, several customers exclaimed.

Purchased it for 4000 yuan and then doubled it a thousand times?

Is the lever too big?

Lin Jiandu felt dizzy. Is this small cup worth 400 million?

And obviously, there are still negotiable elements in the price given by the boss.

Lin Jian swallowed, then quickly hugged the box and said, "I won't sell it anymore."

"Hey, young man, don't leave."

When the store owner saw Lin Jian was about to leave, he quickly stopped him and said, "Young man, do you think this is okay? I'll call a few experts who like collecting to come over, and then we will re-appraise it together. Then there will definitely be a higher bidder. I The reason why I paid 400 million is because I have 400 million in cash on hand now."

"This one……"

Lin Jian rolled his eyes: "Okay, then just call, I'll wait."

He really needs money, so if he can do it today, he will try his best to do it.

"Okay, please sit upstairs for a moment and I'll make a call right away. They should all be nearby."

As the shop owner spoke, he stood up and said to several customers: "Excuse me, just stop here today. My shop is closed for the time being. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The few customers didn't say much. Those who could play with collections were considered civilized people with relatively high quality, so after a polite exchange with the boss, they left one after another!

Lin Jianze went up to the second floor. There was a tea room and tea table on the second floor. He was not polite and made water to make tea himself.

After about ten minutes, two people hurriedly came to the second floor.

As soon as the two of them arrived, Lin Jian didn't even look at it, but just stared at the box on the tea table.

"Lao Zhou, Lao Yang, don't worry, wait until Lao Gu and Lao Ji arrive, watch together, watch together!"

"Okay, let them come over quickly!"

Both were middle-aged men in their 50s. One wore a sweatshirt and held a fan, and the other wore an old T-shirt. The T-shirt even had the words "celebrating the return of Xiangjiang in [-]" written on it.

The two of them sat down opposite Lin Jian with a smile, and then Big Tshirt took the initiative and said, "What's your surname, young man? How long have you been collecting?"

Lin Jian quickly put his legs together and suddenly became like a good baby. He straightened up and said: "Hello, uncle, my name is Lin Jian. I have never played with collections. I just like to come here to hang out."

"Oh, which university did you graduate from?" the old man continued to ask.

"I never went to college."

Lin Jian scratched his head and said.

"Oh."

The two nodded at the same time.

Then another old man smiled and said: "Little...Lin Jian, right? Don't be nervous. My surname is Yang and his surname is Zhou. You can just call us uncle."

"Ok."

Lin Jian was secretly happy. He was probably behaving like a good baby now, right?

Lao Yang smiled and said, "Can you tell me how you got this... tureen?"

“It just looked pretty, the pattern was good, and the quality was good, so I bought it.”

"that's it?"

Lao Yang obviously didn't believe it: "There are many people selling various tea bowls in the market and on the streets, and the quality is quite good, so is this any different?"

"It's different?"

Lin Jian thought for a while: "I can see that the plate and bowl are not a set, but are matched later, so I think one of the two pieces should be real and one is fake, so I took a gamble."

"Yes, that's it!"

The two old men slapped each other on the thighs, searching for treasures, and they had to bet their luck!

At this moment, the store owner came in with two more old men. These two old men were older, about 70 or [-] years old, and they were dressed very casually.

<divclass="contentadv">When everyone arrived, the shop owner first poured tea for everyone, and then introduced himself to Lin Jian, who was a member of Jiangcheng Antiques Association, who was the shopkeeper of Pinxuanzhai, and who was the Ancient History Research Association Members and the like, with a lot of names.

The shop owner’s surname is Wang.

"Speaking of teacup culture, it dates back a long time, but it was most prosperous in the early Tang Dynasty. Then in the Song Dynasty, after the improvement of porcelain, it reached the top level in the world at that time."

"However, China has been in war since ancient times, and there are very few well-preserved porcelains, especially even fewer well-preserved royal porcelains."

The few people were not in a hurry to look at the tureen. Instead, they started talking about culture and history one by one.

Lin Jian pretended to listen, but actually didn't understand much.

But this is all knowledge, and it can still be used if it is not preserved in the future.

So I didn’t do anything imaginative, but listened carefully.

After a while, the five old men talked about Emperor Xuande of the Ming Dynasty.

Emperor Xuande, named Zhu Zhanji, was the fifth emperor of the Ming Dynasty. During his reign, the Ming Dynasty lived and worked in peace and contentment, singing and dancing.

"Old Wang, there are many imitations of Xuande's porcelain. Please come out now and let us take care of it!"

When the old men talked about this, they finally wanted to look at the objects.

Lao Wang took out his gloves, opened the box, took out the teacup lids and trays one by one, and placed them on the white towel, fearing that they would get bumped.

Of the four old men, one picked up the bowl, one picked up the lid, another picked up the tray, and the last one, Ji Lao, continued to drink tea.

The three of them took turns exchanging and looked at all three items.

The last three people turned the tea bowl upside down on the table, and then looked at the four words on the bottom of the bowl.

These are four traditional Chinese characters, and Lin Jian can't see any difference anyway.

After several people watched for a long time, Lao Gu among them suddenly sighed and said: "The royal family's things are still circulated among the people. Xiao Lin's luck..."

"This luck..."

Lao Yang also shook his head, this is really good luck, right?

If it is an ordinary tea bowl among the people, it is not worth much, thirty to fifty thousand, 10,000+, and more expensive ones are hundreds of thousands!

However, the bowl in front of them was used by the royal family of the Ming Dynasty!

Because it is reflected in those four words.

"Xiao Lin, how much does Lao Wang offer you?"

At this time, Lao Gu asked with a smile.

"400 million!"

Lin Jian quickly replied.

"Oh, what do you mean?"

Lao Gu continued to ask.

"I definitely can't sell it for 400 million!" Lin Jian shook his head directly.

Lao Wang pointed at Lin Jian and scolded with a smile: "This kid is a ghost. Don't think he is easy to fool."

"Haha."

Upon hearing what Lao Wang said, the others laughed.

"If this thing is put up for auction, 800 million should be fine."

Lao Gu suddenly burst out.

Lin Jian suddenly felt his heart tremble a little, fluttering and jumping a lot.

His luck...

He felt like he was so lucky!

"I want 800 million."

At this moment, the one who had not taken advantage of it was Lao Ji and said with a smile: "Young man, Lao Gu Tiekou is straight. He said that for 800 million, no one will offer a higher price, and even if you get it from the auction house , the maximum can only be 800 million, and then there are various handling fees and taxes, etc., if it comes to your hands, it will be a little more than 600 million, or even less than 600 million!"

"So, for 800 million, how about giving me this cup?"

Lao Ji looked at Lin Jian seriously, and when he said 800 million, he didn't even blink. It seemed that 800 million was no different from 80 yuan.

"Ahem, thank you, Uncle Ji, as much as you want!"

Lin Jian quickly thanked him for calling him uncle!