Rebirth 13, starting from the big demolition treasure hunt

"Boss Wang, I heard that you missed something this morning. You bought something and left the hotel without even entering another room."

As soon as he walked out of Boss Wu's room where he was selling calligraphy and paintings, and in the corridor, he heard a man next to the elevator saying to Wang Liang, who was running a shop in Fengqing Street.

This man looked familiar, but I had never interacted with him before.

"Who did you listen to? I had something to do. People called me and said they were going to the store to buy something. How could there be so many missed items?"

Even if he really missed it, he might not admit it.

"I heard from Boss Su. He said you bought a copper coin. It looks bright and yellow, so it might be a gold coin."

The man said again.

"He was joking, the money is just in good condition."

As Wang Liang spoke, he glanced at Wu Yuansheng. After seeing him, he nodded as a greeting.

He smiled back at him.

"How about you show me that coin and I'll buy it."

"That copper coin is not cheap!"

While the two were talking, the elevator door opened and they entered the elevator.

For missing gold coins, this situation is very small, but the possibility is not ruled out.

Many people visit antique stalls, specifically looking for those bright yellow coins or copper miscellaneous items.

Maybe it's to pick up precious metals like gold.

Even if it's not gold, it's still more valuable if it's gilded.

The price Wang Liang said was expensive, maybe he really missed it.

Without thinking any more, they walked into Boss Song's room next door.

"Boss Wu, you're here!"

After seeing him, Goatee Boss Song greeted him.

"Yes! Come and take a look, you have a lot of things here!"

He also greeted him.

"It's not bad. Let's see if there's anything you like."

As he said this, he began to read.

There are many purple clay pots placed in the room. These pots have various shapes and styles and must have been made by different craftsmen.

In addition to pots, there are also other purple clay products, including purple clay tea cups, jars, boxes, flower pots, incense burners, etc.

He is not a person who particularly likes to make tea and drink tea. He does not have much pursuit of whether to use a purple clay pot or a purple clay cup to make tea and drink it.

Judging from the perspective of young people in a few years, it is not necessarily necessary to drink tea made from tea leaves. The various milk teas in milk tea shops are more delicious.

Of course, there are not only purple sand products in the room, but also porcelain, wood products, cultural toys and other miscellaneous items.

Boss Song with a goatee plays antiques, and purple sand products may only be his main thing.

"Boss, how much does this "Longevity Without Borders" covered jar cost?"

While they were watching, someone else was watching in the room. A man in his mid-thirties asked Boss Song.

This man happened to be standing next to Wu Yuansheng.

The jar with lid is not big, about 15 centimeters in height and about 10 centimeters in maximum diameter. It has a red background and four characters "Longevity without Borders" on the surface. Other patterns include flowers, bats, auspicious decorations, etc.

"This is 1300 yuan, something from a special era."

Boss Song said to the man.

"How about I give you 600 yuan? I want 600. I know it is an item from a special era!"

The man counter-offered.

"Let's give it 900. If the price is lower than this, we can't sell it!"

"Then I'll add more and give you 700."

"800! It can't go any lower. If it's okay, just make a friend!"

"Okay! Help me put it on."

The two bargained for a while and finally settled the deal for 800 yuan.

"What is this for? Why does it feel like a weight to me?"

Feng Xue said curiously when she saw a walnut-sized cylindrical object made of celadon with a hole at the top.

"It was originally a weight."

Yi Xiaoyue said that she is more knowledgeable and often browses different collections online.

"Are there still porcelain scales?"

Feng Xue said doubtfully.

"Of course, in addition to metal and porcelain, there are also stone, pottery, glass, etc.!"

Zhou Wenjun interjected and said that he also has a deep understanding of antiques and has seen a lot.

"If you visit more museums, antique markets, and participate in exchange meetings in the future, you will be able to see them! Of course, you will also be able to see more items that you have never seen before."

He then said to Feng Xue.

"Boss, how much does this porcelain scale cost?"

After speaking, he asked Boss Song again.

"For 600 yuan, my fidelity can reach the Qing Dynasty! There are many fakes on the market, and those imitations can be sold for just a few dozen yuan."

What he said is right, weights are easy to imitate and fake ones are indeed cheap.

Not only imitation porcelain, metal, and stone are imitated, but as long as they are profitable antiques, they are all priced at present.

In the past, they were imitating high-end products, but now even copper coins and coins costing two yuan each are being faked.

"I'm just curious, you don't have to buy it!"

After hearing Zhou Wenjun ask about the price, Feng Xue said to him.

She didn't seem to like this very much.

"Don't you really need to buy it?"

He confirmed again.

"No need really!"

When she said this, Zhou Wenjun did not counter-offer, nor did he check whether the scale was genuine or not.

Of course, even if it is fake, if Feng Xue likes it, he will buy it.

Wu Yuansheng took the small celadon weight in his hand and looked at it carefully. It was old.

The condition is very good and not damaged.

He had bought stone weights before, and he had also encountered porcelain weights, but not many of them. Now that he had encountered them, he planned to buy them.

"Boss Song, can you sell this for 300 yuan?"

It feels bad to visit him and not buy something.

He didn't cut it in half like Boss Song did when he bought his purple clay teapot, he just cut the price by exactly half.

"You can play with it if you like. It doesn't cost any money. Aren't we still going to buy your stuff?"

Boss Song looked at him and said with a smile.

"This won't work. One yard will be the same. If you can sell it for 300 yuan, I will take it. If it doesn't work, forget it. This is the price in my mind."

After thinking about it, he said to Boss Song again.

When doing business, you can bargain, but you can't give up a penny, and besides, the relationship with him is not that familiar.

300 yuan is what he thinks is the market price.

"Okay! Then 300, you can take it."

After Boss Song agreed, he paid the money and put away the porcelain scale.

After buying this, everyone looked here for a while and then left.

When he went out, Boss Song told him not to forget what he promised them after the housing fair.

He said no.

"Brother Wu, what else does this boss want to buy from you?"

When they arrived in the corridor, Zhou Wenjun pulled him and asked him quietly.

"Some small porcelain balls, your second uncle bought some in the morning, before you guys came over."

He told him what happened.

There's nothing to hide about this.

"What kind of little porcelain ball?"

"That's it...I'll send some to you later!"

Wu Yuansheng told him the specific situation, such as their size and whether they could be played with or given as gifts.

"Okay! Listening to what you said, I think these porcelain balls are very good!"

While chatting, several people walked into the room of the bald boss.

They had said before that their rooms were next to each other.