"Okay, cousin."
The owner of the shop, Tang Zhongyong, immediately pushed Yan Yue away, "Go and change the tea leaves. I'll study this brother's writing with him."
"What valuable things does he have?"
Yan Yue was also afraid that Zhu Changan would expose her background, so she didn't dare to continue to act recklessly, so she took the opportunity to leave.
Zhu Changan said expressionlessly: "Boss, let's see how much it's worth?"
"Let me take a look..."
Tang Zhongyong knelt down in a serious manner. Instead of picking up the vase that he valued most, he picked up small items such as silver hairpins and Buddhist beads and began to study them.
"Brother, you have a lot of things, but none of them are valuable..."
Tang Zhongyong looked regretful, "I guess it was passed down in the 1970s and 1980s, right? Did anyone in my ancestors work as a salesman?"
"Heirloom."
Zhu Changan nodded, "But it was passed down from the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty."
Tang Zhongyong laughed when he heard this: "Brother, don't joke with me, it's not funny at all."
Gao Yuanyuan handed Zhu Changan a cigarette and pretended to be "helpful": "Cousin, this is my best buddy. We are in urgent need of money now. You can help and accept it!"
Zhu Changan turned a blind eye and was too lazy to pay attention to this villain who crossed the river and burned the bridge.
"We are all our own people, easy to talk about!"
Tang Zhongyong agreed generously, "Brother, I'll give you these hairpins, Buddhist beads, combs and other small items... twenty yuan each."
"Twenty yuan a piece is not bad!"
Gao Yuanyuan cursed in his mind, "It's a shame if you don't suck me, you're giving me a shameless piece of shit!"
But he came to Tang Zhongyong today to buy a cultural relic to give as a gift to an official. He wanted something from someone, so he had to help him facilitate the business.
"I see you have at least a hundred items in this basket, which adds up to almost two thousand yuan. It's just for emergencies."
"How much can I give you for the vase?" Zhu Changan ignored the dog coins.
"Hmm...five, five hundred, right?"
Tang Zhongyong hesitated for a moment and gave the quotation.
"What's this piece of crap? Five hundred for it?"
Yan Yue walked around in a circle and came back to join in the fun, "Just two broken vases, worth five hundred? Isn't this kind of thing just sold at street stalls?"
Tang Zhongyong smiled boldly and said: "They are all his own. Yuan Yuan also said that this is his best brother!"
"Fuck you!"
Just as Zhu Changan was about to pick up the burden and leave, he saw a beautiful woman in her early twenties walking in from outside.
I saw this girl with neat short hair and a light pink sports suit. Her delicate facial features were as if carved from pink and jade, her skin was as good as snow, and her figure was tall, like a beauty from a movie.
Yan Yue was originally pretty, but after being compared with this girl, she immediately turned into a maid serving tea and water.
Gao Yuanqian almost stared straight in his eyes and couldn't help but swallow a sip of saliva.
Zhu Changan was also a little moved, but he didn't think wildly.
It is said that fullness and warmth lead to lust. It is still unknown how long he can live now. Where can he enjoy leisurely and leisurely admiring beautiful women?
"Hey...you girl is as beautiful as a flower, how come you spit out fragrance when you open your mouth?"
Tang Zhongyong's eyes moved wildly, "Are you this brother's girlfriend?"
"How could he be so lucky!"
Gao Yuanyuan hurriedly added, "His girlfriend's name is Yang Nan, and they have been separated for half a year."
"Why does that girl curse when she comes in?"
Tang Zhongyong suddenly opened the folding fan in his hand, preparing to explode.
"Swearing? My aunt is still planning to hit someone!"
Cheng Yinuo rolled up his sleeves and said, "If you quote fifty thousand yuan, my aunt will not jump in and interrupt! Why don't you quote five hundred? Why don't you rob the bank?"
"fifty thousand?"
Zhu Changan's heart suddenly moved, and he was sincerely grateful to this beauty.
Tang Zhongyong understood immediately: "So we are traveling together?"
"Bah, are you considered a companion?"
Cheng Yinuo spat on the ground, "The first rule of Qian Wenwan is to have a conscience. You can make money, but you must be worthy of your own conscience."
Then he turned to Zhu Changan and said: "I want all these two loads of your goods. The price for the two vases is 500,000, and the other Buddhist beads, hairpins, combs, etc. are 2,000 each."
"500000?"
Before Zhu Changan could speak, Gao Yuanyuan was already startled, "This beauty, my brother is sick. You must not tease him. He can't stand the stimulation."
Tang Zhongyong sneered: "I thought he was an expert, but he turned out to be a liar!"
"These two vases are both fake imitations of Ming Dynasty porcelain. Although the workmanship is very realistic, fakes are fakes. They can sell for three to four thousand at most. I gave him five hundred. Why is he so heartless?"
"If you have a conscience, then you can accept 500,000 yuan from me and I, Tang Zhongyong, will give it up!"
Cheng Yinuo also sneered: "No wonder everyone says that Lanling Antique Market is a mixed bag, either a bastard or a liar!"
As she spoke, she bent down and picked up a vase: "My aunt will tell you what wenwan is. This vase has fine porcelain and soft glaze. It comes from either the Gui kiln in the Wanli period or the Ru kiln in the Jiajing period."
"Ha ha……"
Tang Zhongyong laughed and said, "You are really lying. The paint surface of this vase is so clean. You said it is a cultural relic of the Ming Dynasty. It really makes people laugh!"
"Although I can't explain why the paint on this vase is so bright, I can guarantee that it is definitely porcelain from the Ming Dynasty."
Cheng Yinuo gestured to Zhu Changan: "I won't ask you where the stuff comes from. If you think the price is right, pick it up for me and put it in the car, and I'll transfer the money to you."
"Lead the way."
Zhu Changan agreed without hesitation.
This price has far exceeded his psychological price.
Tang Zhongyong's face suddenly darkened: "What's the matter? I'm here to grab some business. I, Tang Zhongyong, am quite famous in this Wenwan street. You are stepping on my nose and face!"
Cheng Yinuo's clenched joints crackled and he said nonchalantly: "Which grandson just said that he gave up 500,000 yuan? He turned his back and refused to admit it. If he wants to fight, my aunt will accompany him!"
Zhu Changan stood up and said to Tang Zhongyong: "You are free to buy and sell. If I enter your store, I have to sell to you? Don't worry, I will give this beauty away for free and I won't sell it to you!"
"Don't talk so much."
Tang Zhongyong put away the fan and said, "I, Mr. Tang, have an appraisal fee of 10,000 yuan. If you don't pay..."
"Look at your mother's J8!"
Cheng Yinuo started to curse directly, and the curse words in her mouth were completely opposite to her image, which made everyone present stunned.
"What's wrong with me? Do you want to see it?" Tang Zhongyong became angry.
"If you dare to show it, my aunt will dare to see it!"
Cheng Yinuo looked disdainful, "I'm just afraid that your caterpillar won't be able to see the light of day!"
Tang Zhongyong picked up his cell phone and made a call: "Brother Qiang, someone is here to mess with me. Please bring a few brothers to help me seek justice..."
Seeing that things were getting serious, Zhu Changan hurriedly persuaded the beauty to leave.
"Thank you, pretty lady, for helping me with the assessment. Leave a phone number and I will deliver the items to your home another day. You'd better leave first and leave it to me to handle."
Then he stood between Tang Zhongyong and Cheng Yinuo, "Boss, in a society governed by law, don't mess around!"
"It's none of your business, just stand aside!"
Tang Zhongyong's eyes were so fierce that he could kill someone, completely different from his peaceful and angry look just now.
In a short time, a bald man and three or four boys with dragon and tiger tattoos came to this "Pengle Antique Shop" aggressively.
"Let me see who destroyed my buddy's place?"
The leader, the bald man, held a cigar in his mouth and pretended to scan around the people in the store.
Gao Yuanyuan and Yan Yue gloated and hid behind to watch the fun, wishing these ruffians would smash all Zhu Changan's things.
