As soon as the boss heard Yang Jing's words, his face immediately blossomed, and then he directly gave an offer of fifteen thousand.
Yang Jing shook his head and did not speak.
The boss said a little anxiously: "This gentleman, this bottle is handed down from my grandfather's generation, even if it is not the blue and white of the Qianlong official kiln, at least it is a high imitation of the Republic of China, this bottle is definitely worth this price." ” Yang Jing asked with a smile: "Boss, what is your surname?"
” The stall owner was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Oh, don't be expensive, surnamed Wang." ” Yang Jing thought to himself: "If your surname is Wu, maybe I will agree to this price, but your surname is Wang, and you can't fight with the fake Wu Tianming, how can this bottle be passed down by your grandfather's generation?"
” Of course, he couldn't say this, but Yang Jing said: "Boss Wang, I can be sure that this bottle is not handed down from your grandfather's generation."
Let me give you a popular science, this simplified character system only appeared after the liberation.
Before the liberation, the production system has always been made in the traditional version, that is, the top system, the bottom of the clothes.
Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for this bottle to be made earlier than 1949.
You, don't put any origin on this bottle, I know all these things, I just want to buy a decorative bottle for the living room at home, you want such a high price, how can I buy it?
” The boss lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and asked, "Then how much money are you going to pay?"
” Yang Jing slowly stretched out two fingers and shook them slightly.
As soon as the boss saw this gesture, he immediately said loudly: "No, this price is absolutely not good."
This bottle is in such good condition, I won't sell it to you for 2,000 yuan. ” Yang Jing said with a smile: "Boss Wang, I'm not talking about two thousand yuan, I'm talking about two hundred!"
” The stall owner's face changed suddenly, and he said angrily: "Little brother, if you want to find someone to have fun and please go to another stall, I won't let you have fun with me."
Two hundred?
Two hundred is not even enough for the cost of my purchase!
” As if realizing that his last sentence had slipped through his mouth, the stall owner immediately fell silent.
Yang Jing shook his head and stretched out a slap and said, "Since two hundred is not even enough for the cost of your purchase, then I will give you more."
Five hundred dollars, if you agree, I'll take this bottle with you. ” The boss looked at Yang Jing with an embarrassed face, and after thinking about it for a long time, he shook his head and said, "Brother, this price is really too low, I can't fit it." ” As soon as Yang Jing heard this, he turned around and left without saying a word.
When the boss saw Yang Jing's situation, he hurriedly ran out of the stall, ran two steps to catch up with Yang Jing, grabbed Yang Jing's arm and whispered: "Brother, take care of the old brother's business."
How much do you give more, but it will not be able to pay for the hard work of the old brother?
Look at this day, it's freezing and foggy, it's not easy for me, brother.
Are you adding points, six hundred, six hundred?
Take the bottle for six hundred!
” Yang Jing stopped, turned his head to look at the stall owner, nodded after a little thought and said, "Okay, six hundred is six hundred, it's not easy for you to be this cold brother, I want the bottle for six hundred yuan." ” The two of them walked back to the stall together, Yang Jing wanted to sign an agreement with this Boss Wang, but this Boss Wang was a stall, where is there any agreement, in the end he could only take out a blank piece of paper, which was written with a pen: purchase agreement, now Yang Jing, ID number: xxxxx in the Lion City Railway Station antique market with 600 yuan, capital: Lu Baiyuan, from Wang Deyi, ID number: xxxxxx, buy a piece of art five bats holding Shou Guan ear bottle.
Below is the signature and date of the two people, which is considered to be a signed agreement.
After signing the agreement, Yang Jing counted out six red old man's heads from his wallet and handed them to Boss Wang, who took them and counted them, and then found a cardboard box for Yang Jing with a smile on his face, stuffed some old newspapers in it, and put the bottle in it and handed it to Yang Jing.
Holding the bottle, Yang Jing didn't have the heart to wander around.
The bottle in my arms is worth a lot.
Yang Jing knew a piece of news, that is, in October last year, at an auction held by CITIC, a pierced ear bottle with a similar quality to this bottle was auctioned at a price of 6.9 million Hong Kong dollars, although it is not very high in the blue and white porcelain of Qianlong's official kiln, but 6.9 million Hong Kong dollars is almost 5.8 million national dollars.
Yang Jing was worried about the lack of money on the card, but someone sent a pillow when he was sleepy.
Yang Jing didn't expect that a heavy fog drove him off the highway, and then he followed a commuting car to the vicinity of the Lion City Railway Station, and found this antique market, and finally found this strange bottle here.
As if it was fate, this bottle was just turning around and trying to get rid of it.
Holding the bottle, Yang Jing walked back to his car, took out the bottle again in the car and looked at it carefully, but after looking at it for a long time, he didn't figure out how the bottle was faked.
Yang Jing took out his mobile phone and wanted to call his grandfather, but when he thought that his grandfather was not very proficient in porcelain, he thought about it again, and then called his uncle and asked his uncle to call Yang Tianmin's house.
This old man Yang is not ordinary, he is not only proficient in calligraphy and painting, but also has a big hand in porcelain.
But when the call came, it was a dignified middle-aged man's voice that answered the phone.
"Who are you looking for?"
The majestic middle-aged man's voice on the phone made Yang Jing stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that Old Man Yang's youngest son now seemed to be a high-ranking official in a district in Quancheng, and it was estimated that this person was Old Man Yang's youngest son.
So Yang Jing asked tentatively, "Is it Uncle Yang?"
I am Li Xingwen's grandson Yang Jing, I called today to ask Grandpa Yang about porcelain, I don't know if Grandpa Yang is convenient to answer the phone?
” "Oh, you're Yang Jing!"
As soon as the other side heard Yang Jing report to his home, his tone immediately softened, "Wait a minute, I'll call you my father." ” Yang Jing waited for a while with his mobile phone, and then the familiar voice of Old Man Yang came from the phone.
"Xiaojing, what are you looking for my old man?"
"Oh, hello Grandpa Yang, I was going to BJ today, but I encountered fog on the road, and I got off the highway here in the Lion City" Yang Jing told the story of the five-bat holding the Shouguan ear bottle he found today in as brief a sentence as possible, and focused on his feelings about this bottle.
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After Yang Jing finished speaking, Old Man Yang pondered for a long time before he said: "I'll ask Uncle Yang to add you as a WeChat friend in a while, you take a few photos and send them over, I'll see what's going on first." ” hung up the phone, Yang Jing waited for a while, the phone vibrate, and after clicking on it, an unfamiliar account named "Favorite Rice Porridge Wotou Little Pickles" asked to add friends ps: Bow and thank you for the 100 tip of "I just want to read this book".