Chapter 33 [011] Antique Market Picking Up (4)
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Everyone looked at the twisted wreath as if they were looking at the golden baby, wishing they could take it home.
For those who like to collect antiques, it is a great treasure to own a bronze object from the Shang Dynasty with unprecedented gilding technology.
Everyone looked envious and jealous.
Song Xuan looked at Yang Zimei, "Little sister, you are too precious, you are still young, I want to discuss with your lord if you are willing to resell it to this shop, can you tell me now, can you tell me your lord's phone number? "
He is a well-known, innocent and honest man with his own good business reputation. Just now, he could completely ignore the value of this twist wreath, and just spend a thousand and a few hundred dollars to send a child away.
But he didn't do it because it violated his principles of being a human being.
He doesn't worry about returning such a valuable thing to Yang Zimei now, he is worried that it will be snatched away by greedy people, and he can't directly make deals with five-year-old children.
"My dad is in the hospital, but you can negotiate a good price with me first." Yang Zimei knew that Mo Xuan appraiser Song Xuan was a well-known and reputable person, so she was very relieved to him. of.
"Can you make up your mind?"
"This is something I found by myself. My dad won't care what I do with it. Master Song, just be honest. Give me a good price first, and then you can give the money to my dad."
"Our store has a small profit and can't make a big price. At most, it can only give 350,000." Song Xuan thought for a while. Although he is a sincere person, he is also a businessman. For this price, it is neither too high nor too low, and there is a lot of flexibility.
"I'll pay 400,000!"
Suddenly, a slightly old voice came from outside, and everyone looked back, only to see a slightly rich old man dragging a little boy in.
Seeing the little boy, Yang Zimei's brows jumped again.
This boy is none other than Min Gang, whom she had a crush on in her last life. The last time I met in the car, I didn't expect to see you again here.
However, she was looking at him with the soul of a mature 28-year-old woman, so it felt really weird.
"whee--"
Min Gang might have recognized her too, sticking out his tongue at her mischievously and making a face.
Yang Zimei was sweating. She couldn't understand why he stuck out his tongue and made a face every time he saw her.
"Elder Min?" Although Song Xuan was displeased, he still showed courtesy and respect. This Min Yulin is a retired provincial governor, and his forces in City A are intertwined, not the kind that can be offended.
Moreover, the antique trade has always been the one who pays the highest price.
Min Yulin nodded slightly, keeping his eyes on the wreath in Song Xuan's hands.
He is a hobbyist of bronze objects from the Shang Dynasty. He heard that it was a bronze object with gilding technology that had never been recorded in the history of antiques. Naturally, he would not let such a treasure go.
Moreover, in recent years, the price of bronze objects in the Shang Dynasty has skyrocketed like a straight line.
Hearing that someone went out to 400,000, most of the onlookers couldn't help gulping and swallowing their saliva, their eyes shining, and they hated why they didn't have such good luck.
Even if it is 450,000 yuan, Song Xuan can still accept this price. After all, this thing may appreciate infinitely in the future, and he can be regarded as the treasure of the town shop.
However, he also knew Min Yulin's obsession with bronze objects from the Shang Dynasty. He also knew that this man was a little narrow-minded, and he would retaliate. If he and him raised the price, he would probably be retaliated.
Therefore, he had to give up and said reluctantly, "This item belongs to this little sister. If Elder Min wants to buy it, he can negotiate a deal with her."
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