The antique shop reopened, and Li Mo and the others had just put away the wooden statue of Sakyamuni Buddha when they heard the copper bell hanging at the door ring. There were quite a lot of people coming in this time, and it looked like a wealthy person had come in. Because there were six burly men guarding the door, seemingly not wanting anyone to come in.
Li Mo looked around and saw four other people walking into the counter, embracing an American man in his sixties. Among them was a blond woman in her twenties wearing sunglasses, fashionable clothes, and carrying an expensive-looking handbag.
Wuyue stepped forward to say hello, then looked back at Li Mo: "Boss, they want to select some pieces of Chinese porcelain."
"So you are all Chinese." The blond woman said proudly in fluent Chinese. "My father wants to buy porcelain. Please bring out any good antique porcelain you have."
Li Mo looked at her like a proud peacock. He pointed at the shelf and said, "They are all good things. They date back to the Chinese Song Dynasty and the Chinese Republic of China. You can take a look at it and ask if you like it. My price."
The blond woman stared at Li Mo unhappily and said with an unhappy face: "Do you still want to do business?"
"The door is open for business, so please feel free to take a look."
Li Mo took down a blue and white plum vase from the ancient shelf and looked at it carefully. Sima Haotian smiled and stepped forward to introduce them, but it was obvious that those people did not welcome him. The old American man had no expression from beginning to end. He wore glasses and walked to the book rack and looked at them one by one.
After a while, he took down a blue and white gourd bottle from the shelf. He put it on the counter for a closer inspection, and then asked: "How much does this Qing Daoguang blue and white gourd bottle cost?"
Li Mo looked up and said casually: "Modern high imitation, five hundred dollars."
The old American man lowered his head and looked again in surprise, and then asked the three men behind him to come over and evaluate it together. The four people exchanged their thoughts while appraising it, and then put the blue and white gourd bottle back to its original place.
The old American man continued to look, and about ten minutes later he took another piece of porcelain from the shelf, which was a yellow longevity bowl. After a while, he asked again: "How much does this cost?"
Li Mo put down the plum vase in his hand and took another look at it and replied: "This is an imitation of the Qing Jiaqing Wanshou Boundless Bowl from the Republic of China. It costs eight thousand US dollars."
The few people looked at each other, then after some research they said: "Five thousand dollars."
"Eight thousand dollars without any counter-offer."
Li Mo didn't even bother to pay attention to them.
"OK, deal."
The old American man did not negotiate the price anymore, but asked with great interest: "Do you have better antique porcelain in your hands?"
Li Mo looked at the smile on his face, then squatted down and took out three pieces of porcelain from the bottom layer of the counter. He opened the first one and pushed it carefully to the other person.
Sima Haotian was curious and looked closer. There was no genuine porcelain anywhere in this antique store. Not to mention ancient porcelain, even the high-quality imitation porcelain of the Republic of China had been looted. As for the high-imitation porcelain that was bought just now, it was naturally not from the Republic of China. It was just that the imitation was too exquisite, and Li Mo’s price was reasonable, so he bought it without identifying any flaws.
The first porcelain that Li Mo took out from the bottom of the cabinet was a beige glazed bowl. The surface was covered with open flakes. The large flakes were dark brown, and the small flakes were yellowish brown. If this porcelain is genuine, it is not simple. It is a fine product produced by Ge Kiln, one of the five famous kilns in the Song Dynasty.
He didn't know what kind of medicine Li Mo was selling in the gourd, he just looked at it without making a sound.
The old American man's eyes were immediately attracted. He took it out of the box and used a magnifying glass. After watching for a long time, the three people around him also started to take action one by one.
"how much is this?"
The old American man stared at Li Mo's face. The latter said nonchalantly without even raising his head: "A fine product from the Ge Kiln of the Song Dynasty in China, a famous porcelain handed down from generation to generation, nine million US dollars."
Dashan moved his mouth. The so-called famous porcelain he had just spent some money to buy from another stall to top up his sales. He remembered clearly that it only cost him one hundred and eighty dollars.
Turning around, Li Mo directly offered nine million US dollars.
"Boss, is there room for negotiation on this price?" The American old man did not bargain directly, but asked him if he could make a counteroffer.
Li Mo didn't answer his question, but pushed the second wooden box over: "The ones inside are cheaper."
Then he carefully placed the gold wire and closed the lid.
The old American man was stunned by his casual attitude. This young Chinese man must be too arrogant. When he heard about a counter-offer, he didn't bother you and directly recommended another piece of cheaper porcelain.
However, he still opened it and looked at it. Lying quietly inside was a Jihong glazed willow vase. Although it was not large in size, it was very eye-catching.
"It's so beautiful."
The eyes of the old man in the United States seemed to be shining. He carefully held the willow vase and looked at it intently. At the bottom of the vase was the Qianlong Year of the Qing Dynasty in block letters.
"Boss, how much does this piece of porcelain cost?"
"This is a red-glazed willow vase from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. Because of its small size, the price is much cheaper, $3.3 million."
The first piece of golden iron wire from the Ge Kiln of the Song Dynasty was priced at US$9 million, and the second piece of red-glazed willow vase from the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty was priced at US$3.3 million. The price fluctuations of these two porcelains are too high. , a cliff-like decline.
Mr. Mi nodded slightly and looked at the third wooden box.
"The third piece of porcelain is damaged. It is a small jar with colorful dragon patterns from Jiajing of Ming Dynasty." Li Mo took the initiative to open the third wooden box and said, "If you know a porcelain repair expert, it can still be worth a lot of money after repairing it. Like it If so, take away the three hundred dollars' worth of swords."
The colorful dragon-patterned small jar is damaged, and a large piece of the spout is missing. The missing piece of porcelain is not missing. If it is repaired by an expert, even if it is not as good as the original, it can still be sold for a high price.
"Boss, are these three pieces of ancient porcelain authentic?" the blond woman asked angrily.
Li Mo glanced at her and snorted, "Don't buy it if you're worried it's fake."
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Li Mo didn't force them to buy it. From his tone, he didn't seem to be willing to sell it.
"Boss, we want these three pieces, make them cheaper."
The old American said proudly.
"You want all three?" Li Mo didn't show the slightest expression of surprise, but shook his head and said, "I can only buy one, and I will keep the remaining two as treasures for the store."
Mr. Miguo waved his hand: "No, no, no, boss, I like these three pieces of porcelain very much. I want to buy them all."
"Not for sale."
Li Mo categorically refused, then packed the three wooden boxes one by one and put them back on the bottom of the counter.
"Boss, I want to buy two of them. This Ming Jiaqing colorful dragon-patterned small jar is missing, so I am willing to bid two million U.S. dollars, plus the gold wire from Ge Kiln, for a total of 11 million U.S. dollars. .”
"Choose one of the three, and I won't sell any more."
Li Mo looked a little impatient and wished he could drive them all away.
"OK, I choose this Song Ge kiln porcelain."
Li Mo's unusual and coquettish operation finally made Mr. Mi Guolao give up his mind. People have rules, and those who would rather not make this deal than break the rules are generally trustworthy.
"May, collect payment."
Not long after, nine million U.S. dollars entered the account. Sima Haotian carefully packed the "genuine" Ge Kiln gold wire worth tens of millions of dollars with an expressionless face, and then sent them away with a smile.
"Mr. Qin, I admire you so much." Sima Haotian said exaggeratedly after returning. It would be unreasonable for this guy not to get rich.
Li Mo smiled and said: "They are too proud. Only if you are prouder than them will they recognize you from the bottom of their hearts."
In May, they had heard Li Mo talking about the theory of 'genuine products will not be sold cheaply'. Good guy, even if he is a fake, he will definitely not be sold cheaply. He is a complete liar.
Li Mo clapped his hands: "Mr. Sima, we have nothing to do anyway, let's go out for a walk together. Go back to the hotel to rest early today, and we have to concentrate on dealing with those three people tomorrow. I'm really looking forward to what Chinese antiques they will bring. Authentic."
