Gao Yuanshan was surprised: "This kind of treasure can actually appear at such a street stall? It's incredible!"
Shen Chaoyang said disapprovingly: "Isn't it just a few broken pieces? Which antique street can't find hundreds or even thousands of pieces for you? What's worth getting excited about?"
Gao Yuanshan glared at him and said with some contempt.
"To put it mildly, genuine Ru kiln products are now almost as rare as giant pandas in China!"
Shen Chaoyang was surprised: "So few?"
Although he knows nothing about antiques, he also knows that rare things are valuable.
Gao Yuanshan snorted from his nostrils.
"Currently, there are less than one hundred authentic Ru kiln pieces known in the world. To be precise, there are only sixty-seven known pieces."
“Among them, there are 17 pieces in the Forbidden City in Bayan, 21 pieces in our Yanjing Palace Museum, eight pieces in the Shanghai Magic City Museum, seven pieces in England, and about ten pieces scattered in museums and private collections in North America and island countries. "
"The ancients have long said, 'Even if you have a huge fortune, it is not as good as a piece of your porcelain.'"
"In 2017, at the Sotheby's auction in Hong Kong, the 'Northern Song Dynasty Ru Kiln Azure Glaze Sunflower Wash' was sold for a sky-high price of 200 million Hong Kong dollars. Now two years have passed, and the price has probably increased by another 30 million."
Shen Chaoyang was stunned.
"Twenty million?"
"My company is probably only worth 200 million!"
Gao Yuanshan smiled and said: "If there are two or three complete authentic pieces of Ru porcelain, all the products on the three floors of Qingya Zhai can be thrown into the garbage!"
He looked down at the three pieces of Ru kiln porcelain on the table and sighed.
"Looking at the arcs of these three porcelain pieces, they should be fragments of Ru kiln vase. If the Ru kiln vase is intact, the current market price will be at least 150 million!"
Shen Chaoyang opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.
"Zhiqiu, a month ago, at an auction in Yanjing City, two pieces of Ru kiln were sold for 1.3 million yuan. These three pieces of yours are each about the same size as his. I will give them to you. How about rounding it up, two million?"
Ye Zhiqiu was stunned. The valuation given by the Perspective Eye was 1.5 million. There would be a handling fee of 3% to 5% at the auction, and a 20% personal income tax, with a deduction of 7%. Deduction eight, indeed around 1.5 million.
"Two million?" Shen Chaoyang was even more stunned, "My dear, Zhiqiu has become a wealthy businessman worth two million in the blink of an eye."
"I can exchange for six or seven of my BMW X3. If there had been a car accident just now, I would rather have my BMW X3 smashed into pieces than let these three pieces be damaged any more."
Gao Yuanshan suddenly took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, said a few words, and then hung up. He turned to look at Ye Zhiqiu with a smile.
"I discussed it with my boss just now. We will pay you the personal income tax of two million, but there is one condition. If you find any antiques in the future, you will give priority to selling them to us!"
"If we can't reach an agreement, how about you consider other people?"
Ye Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the boss of Qingya Zhai was so grand.
He knew in his heart that the more collections an antique store had, and the more they collected extremely rare antiques, even orphans, the higher the owner's status in the antique circle would be.
On the way here, Shen Chaoyang had already introduced that the owner of Qingya Zhai was Miao Tianxiang, the boss of Tianxiang Group Company.
Miao Tianxiang's net worth ranks among the top thirty rich people in Jianghai City. He is not short of money at all. He collects antiques purely to take the opportunity to make stronger connections.
It seems that the items he purchased from Ye Zhiqiu are higher than the market price, but as long as he collects two or three more rare treasures and befriends a high-ranking person, he can earn hundreds or even more from one project. Thousand times profit.
This is a sure-fire deal.
"Zhiqiu, agree quickly. Uncle Miao will give you an extra four to five million yuan, which is enough to buy a BMW X3." Shen Chaoyang pushed Ye Zhiqiu.
Ye Zhiqiu smiled shyly.
"Master Gao, then it's better to be respectful than to obey."
Gao Yuanshan laughed: "You don't have to call me Master Gao, just call me Uncle Gao!"
He immediately ordered someone to write a check for Ye Zhiqiu and asked for Ye Zhiqiu's bank account number.
Ye Zhiqiu only listened to the notification tone from his mobile phone.
"Your bank card with the last number is 2568, and XXX yuan has been credited just now." Ye Zhiqiu was so excited that he counted, and there was a 2 followed by six zeros.
He just felt like he was in a trance. From a family of three with only 30,000 to 40,000 yuan in savings, to a net worth of 2 million, they were just three pieces of broken porcelain.
Ye Zhiqiu sighed in his heart, no wonder people often say that antiques make you rich overnight.
It's too easy to make money.
Of course, it’s also easier to lose money.
If you make a mistake and spend all your money to buy something, if it turns out to be a fake, you will go bankrupt in an instant and your family will be ruined.
"Uncle Gao, can I see the antiques in the store?" Ye Zhiqiu stood up.
"Of course. Zhiqiu, it's okay if you don't look at the ones on the first floor. The ones downstairs are full of garbage worth no more than 5 million."
"The collections on the second floor are all between 5 million and 100 million."
"The antiques on the third floor are all genuine items worth over 100 million yuan. I'm very sorry, but we can't let you go up to the third floor right now. When we have the opportunity in the future, I believe we will be able to have tea and chat on the third floor."
A trace of apology flashed across Gao Yuanshan's face.
"It doesn't matter!" Ye Zhiqiu said with a smile, "Uncle Gao, I didn't want to go to the third floor. I just walked around the second and first floors, that's enough!"
He paced and came to the east side of the shelf, looking at a scroll hanging on the wall. It turned out to be Tang Bohu's Matsuoka Picture Scroll.
Ye Zhiqiu activated his clairvoyant eyes and stared at the scroll. Suddenly, he saw a burst of thick green light on the screen, like real water waves, flying towards his eyes.
The green light instantly flowed from his eyes throughout his body.
Ye Zhiqiu was shocked to feel that his whole body seemed to have been reborn, his blood circulation was slightly accelerated, his whole body was filled with infinite power, his body was as light as a swallow, and his spiritual platform was as clear as ever.
[Name: Tang Bohu Matsuoka Roll]
[Era: Mid-Ming Dynasty. 】
[Market valuation: 35 million. 】
It is indeed the real thing!
Ye Zhiqiu looked at the number 35 million and suddenly thought that the three pieces of Ru kiln porcelain just now were worth only 2 million and emitted red light, while this painting was worth 35 million and emitted green light.
Red light! Green light!
Is there any connection with the value of antiques?
Ye Zhiqiu took two steps to the west. This painting was still the work of Tang Bohu, but the Moon Spring scroll.
Suddenly, a piece of verdant green light rushed over from the painting and floated into his body.
