Zhong Yu turned around and saw a dozen people standing together at a street stall on the roadside. In the middle was a half-meter-high bronze vessel and the stall owner.
He approached calmly and looked at the bronze vessel carefully.
It was an ancient tripod half a meter high, with three legs and two ears, and patterns engraved on its surface.
It just doesn't look like ancient bronze, the color is a bit new, the patina is less, the pattern seems too exquisite, it doesn't have the ancient simplicity, it looks like a poor imitation.
The stall owner believed that his bronze was an antique that was over a thousand years old, and he asked for half a million yuan.
Such a large thousand-year-old antique only cost 500,000 yuan. Obviously the stall owner himself thought it was a fake.
The person who bargained with the stall owner was a middle-aged man with a fat belly and a shiny face. He offered 30,000 yuan to buy it.
Everyone else was watching the fun.
Zhong Yu was patient for a while. After the fat middle-aged man raised the price to 50,000 and was still rejected, he gave up.
No one bought it, and the spectators gradually dispersed.
Zhong Yu saw that the crowd had almost dispersed before he formally walked up to the stall to inspect the goods.
"Thousand-year-old ancient bronze tripod, five hundred thousand." The stall owner said dryly and weakly.
Zhong Yu stretched out his hand to touch the ancient bronze tripod and said with a faint smile: "Boss, you should offer 20 to 30 million, and maybe someone will believe it."
The stall owner looked slightly embarrassed, but not blushing. He had heard this kind of thing so many times that he was almost immune to it.
After knocking on the bronze vessel and listening attentively several times, Zhong Yu determined that the bronze tripod was at least a thousand years old, and possibly two thousand years old.
"One price, one hundred thousand." Zhong Yu said to the stall owner, "If you are willing, I will transfer the money to you immediately. If not, I will leave immediately."
Just now, when he saw the fat middle-aged man raising his price by 50,000 yuan, the stall owner was already a little moved.
It's not that he is greedy. If he really offered 500,000 yuan, he wouldn't be able to buy it.
The stall owner said: "No, this is a thousand-year-old ancient bronze tripod, worth at least 500,000 yuan."
"Haha." Zhong Yu sneered, turned around and left without saying a word.
The stall owner quickly stopped: "Brother, wait, wait. Don't be so anxious."
Zhong Yu stopped and turned around, but did not go back. He only looked at the stall owner.
The stall owner put on a smile and said: "My thousand-year-old ancient bronze tripod is most likely real, it's only half a million, and a chance to get rich might make you tens of millions or even hundreds of millions!" "
"Do I care about tens of millions or hundreds of millions? It's ridiculous." Zhong Yu laughed, "I just want to buy a unique flower pot."
He has a handsome figure, a calm demeanor, a slightly elevated face, and looking down, his aura of being a member of a big family is naturally revealed.
The stall owner's eyes changed slightly, and he took the initiative to lower the price: "Three hundred thousand."
"I'll give you one last chance." Zhong Yu said proudly.
The stall owner gritted his teeth and sighed: "One hundred thousand, just one hundred thousand."
He struggled for a long time for this bronze tripod and went to many antique stores. However, he failed to sell the item. Instead, he was defrauded of tens of thousands of appraisal fees, and then set up a stall here, which also cost him a lot of stall fees.
Street stalls here are not cheap.
One hundred thousand yuan, to be honest, he lost a lot.
However, someone finally offered 100,000 yuan to stop the loss in time.
Zhong Yu walked back, took out his mobile phone and transferred 100,000 to the stall owner.
The "Thousand-Year-Old Bronze Cauldron" was finally sold, and it immediately attracted many people to watch.
Zhong Yu wanted to keep a low profile, but the bronze tripod was too heavy for him to carry alone, so he had to ask someone to help move it into the car.
Some people curiously asked him why he bought it, but he ignored them.
Among the people attracted, one person happened to recognize Zhong Yu.
This man's name is Zhang Yong'an, a second-generation rich man.
The reason why he recognized Zhong Yu was that his family was a relative of the Su family, and his family had always relied on the towering tree of the Su family for food.
However, he has no direct relationship with Su Qingyu. He is the cousin of Su Qingyu's cousin Su Qingpeng.
No, tonight he visited Yuhu Antique Street just for Mr. Su's birthday gift.
Of course, he was not qualified to give birthday gifts to Mr. Su. He was helping his parents prepare birthday gifts.
He once also coveted Su Qingyu, but he finally realized that it was a delusion and gave up the idea last year.
But he has always been very concerned about Su Qingyu.
Therefore, he had seen pictures of Zhong Yu, and Zhong Yu was so handsome and memorable that he could recognize him on the street at a glance.
"Ma Dan, it turned out to be a big straw bag. It's really a toad that ate the swan's meat!" Zhang Yong'an strongly despised Zhong Yu and was filled with jealousy and hatred, "Bah! Bah! Bah!"
Such a person can marry Su Qingyu. If I had persisted, maybe I would have succeeded!
After not delaying for long, Zhong Yu got into a Huolala van and left with the ancient bronze tripod, heading back to Qin Yueshan Villa Community.
Zhang Yongan lost his mood and left Yuhu Antique Street.
While driving, Zhang Yongan became more and more unwilling to think about it, so he called Su Qingpeng: "Cousin, I just met Su Qingyu's 'husband'. What do you think I saw him doing? His stall in Yuhu Antique Street I spent 100,000 yuan to buy a thousand-year-old bronze ancient tripod! Hahaha, do you think it’s funny or not? A thousand-year-old bronze ancient tripod costing 100,000 yuan..."
An arrogant young voice came from the phone: "Are you sure you saw the right person?"
"You should be right," Zhang Yong'an said.
The arrogant young man pondered for a moment and said, "Hey, hey, keep this secret for now and don't tell anyone. I guess he bought the 'Thousand-Year Ancient Bronze Cauldron' to celebrate the old man's birthday."
"Impossible. Although that guy is a fool, he's not that stupid, right?" Zhang Yong'an said.
The arrogant young man said in a disdainful voice: "That guy is an abandoned son of the Zhong family who has settled down. He is used to being poor. Maybe one hundred thousand yuan is already a huge sum of money in his eyes. Don't tell any third person about this, including your third aunt. And third uncle. If he really dares to give the so-called thousand-year-old ancient bronze tripod to the old man as a birthday gift, there will be something good to watch!"
"I know, don't worry!" Zhang Yong'an responded happily, as if he saw Zhong Yu's fate after being exposed as giving fake antiques at Mr. Su's birthday party.
After hanging up the phone, he couldn't help laughing.
But when Zhong Yu moved the thousand-year-old bronze tripod into the villa, Su Qingyu couldn't help frowning when he saw it: "Where did you buy this bronze?"
"Yuhu Antique Street." Zhong Yu said with a smile, "Do you know an expert who knows about bronzes? If you are reliable, let him appraise it."
He didn't know much about bronzes, so he judged it to be over a thousand years old just by the sound.
However, the sound of an object is often the most difficult to fake.
"How much did it cost?"
"One hundred thousand."
Su Qingyu was instantly furious: "Can you be more reliable? Can you have some brains?!"
Zhong Yu didn't care and said with a smile: "Don't get excited. Do you know any bronze experts?"
"No!" Su Qingyu rolled up his sleeves and walked away.
Zhong Yu shouted at Su Qingyu's back, "Then I'll find someone to identify it myself."
Su Qingyu turned around in a hurry: "No random people are allowed in my home!"
"Then help me find someone." Zhong Yu raised the corners of his mouth and said after confirming Su Qingyu.
Su Qingyu snorted coldly, tossed her hair, turned around and walked away, which was regarded as agreement.
