Chapter 157 Plumber Mario

Jiang Hao saw at a glance that these were Chinese antiques.

He walked over, raised his hand and took an ear bottle from the shelf, turned it over and looked at it, and found a seal signed at the bottom of the bottle, "Made by Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty".

Jiang Hao's heart moved, if this is true, it is really a good thing. Thinking about the current time, it is 1941, it is likely to be true, even if it is fake, it must be something of the Republic of China.

He looked at the other pieces of porcelain separately, all of which were signed in the Qing Dynasty, three from Qianlong, one from Yongzheng, and one from Kangxi, and all three lived together.

The boss is a guy in his forties with eyes. He first glanced at Malena, then walked over to Jiang Hao and said with a smile, "Why, does this gentleman like these oriental porcelains? Research?"

Jiang Hao spread his hands, "No, I'm a painter, I just think the colors of these bottles are pretty, so I took them down and took a look."

Hearing Jiang Hao's answer, the boss was a little disappointed.

"Can you tell me the origin and history of these bottles?" Jiang Hao asked curiously.

The boss said, "Are you interested in buying it?"

Jiang Hao rolled his eyes secretly, he is really a stingy guy, he is reluctant to even say a few more words.

"If they are not expensive, I am willing to buy them back to make vases." Jiang Hao said.

"They are antiques." The boss said angrily.

"But I don't know their history, don't I, the value of antiques is reflected in the combined value of its history, culture, craftsmanship, era and humanities. If you can come up with a Titian painting, I know for sure. Should I buy it?" Jiang Hao joked.

Now it was the boss's turn to roll his eyes.

Heart said, I also know that such paintings should be treasured.

"These bottles were put on consignment by a poor nobleman in Palermo. I heard him say that his uncle once visited a place called the Qing Dynasty. At that time, his uncle seemed to be the commander of the Italian Army's Eastern Expeditionary Army. "

"Then they fought against the Qing Kingdom, they naturally won, and then they sacked the imperial palace of that eastern country. His uncle brought back a lot of these things. Later, his uncle settled in Palermo in his later years. In a suburban town, there was a Small manor, I have been there, and the scenery is not bad."

Speaking of this, the boss spread his hands and said: "His uncle has no children and passed all the family property to him. That guy used to be a playboy and was very popular with women. He lingered in the flowers for decades. Later, the money his uncle left him was After he spent his flowers and got old, he returned to the manor to retire."

"He doesn't have any income, and he is very depressed now. I took out these things and wanted to try and exchange some money. I went to his basement and picked a few pieces, but these things have been here for half a year, and no one cares. Originally I I thought people would be interested in the ancient and mysterious East, but unfortunately, they didn't."

Jiang Hao knew it in his heart: "The colors of these bottles are good. How much are you going to sell? If it's cheap, I can buy one or two and go back for flowers."

"These erected bottles cost 5,000 lire each, and these two bowls cost 3,000 lire each." The boss said, looking at Jiang Hao hopefully.

"Oh, are you crazy!"

Jiang Hao barked exaggeratedly, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, startling the boss and staring at Jiang Hao blankly.

"These broken pots and vases will sell for thousands of lire, and only fools will buy them." Jiang Hao said angrily.

"But this is an antique from the mysterious East."

"Do you know their history?" Jiang Hao asked.

"do not know."

"So, even you, the antique shop owner who studies antiques, doesn't know, how can others know, and I believe that almost all Italians will not know about the mysterious Eastern Qing Dynasty."

The boss nodded, and he also agreed with Jiang Hao's statement.

"Indeed, it was the first time I heard it before. My knowledge of that country was limited to Sir Mario's description," said the antique shop owner.

"Are these bottles cheap? You know, a nice looking glass vase is only a few dozen lire." Jiang Hao asked.

The boss shook his head vigorously, "These bottles are only for consignment. The price set is that much. I have no right to change it. I will charge a 6% commission unless you have an interview with Sir Mario."

"Then can you introduce me to this Sir Mario?" Jiang Hao asked.

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The boss hesitated, okay, Jiang Hao knew that this guy was going to benefit, he took out one hundred lire and said: "This is the referral fee, of course, after the negotiation is done, your commission is still yours, if the Sir Mario doesn't give it, I give it, how."

The boss happily took the 100 lire, "No problem, Sir Mario's manor is in the country, do you have a car, do you want me to take you and this beautiful lady." After speaking, the glasses boss looked at Malena, as if in Show off that you have a car.

"We have a car."

The three cars drove out of the city together, about ten kilometers, and came to a small town. They stopped at a manor on the edge of the town. Jiang Hao took a look. This manor covers a large area. The decorations on those buildings were also luxurious back then, but they could not escape the erosion of the years, and mottled traces were exposed in many places.

"Here we are, this is Sir Mario's home," said the owner of the antique shop.

Everyone got out of the car, Jiang Hao asked Pia and the others to wait in the car, and he took Malena into the manor with the owner of the antique shop.

Patting the door, an old woman in her fifties opened the door, looked at the three outside the door and asked, "Do you have anything to do?"

"Hello, I'm the owner of an antique shop. I'm here to find Sir Mario. I came here a few months ago," the owner said.

The old woman looked at him, "I don't remember, you wait, I will inform the master."

About a few minutes later, the old woman opened the door and invited the three of them in. Jiang Hao walked into the house. The decoration inside was very European classic. The furniture looked a few years old, but it was well maintained. The wood used is even better.

An old man in pajamas and slippers walked down the spiral staircase, with a wavy beard, looked at the three of them, and said to the antique shop owner, "Gustavo, are you here to give me money, those Are Oriental Antiques sold?"

The boss spread his hands, "No, but I brought you a customer. He intends to buy those vases from you, but he thinks the price is too high and wants to talk to you face to face."

The old man turned his head to Jiang Hao and Malena, stayed on Jiang Hao's face for a second, then his eyes fixed on Malena's face, and then he showed a surprised expression, but he quickly covered it up and walked downstairs to Malena In front of Na, "Hello, beautiful lady, I'm Sir Mario, it's an honor to meet you today."

The old guy reached out to hold Malena's hand and give her a kiss, but Jiang Hao quickly stretched out his hand, shook it with the old man, and said, "Introduce myself, my name is Renato Bernano."

The owner of the antique shop said that he was a famous playboy when he was young, and he really did not change his character. When he came up, he would attack his own woman, but in Jiang Hao's eyes, he was just a plumber.

Jiang Hao held his hand, the old man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook hands with Jiang Hao.

"Your female companion is really beautiful. I have read countless women, and her appearance can definitely rank in the top three." The old man said.

Jiang Hao smiled, "I think she is number one, the only number one in this world."

The old man also smiled, "Yes, in the eyes of a lover, she is your number one. Come on, let's sit down, have a cup of black tea, and talk about my exquisite china from the mysterious East."