Chapter 909
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Zhang Feng saw that it was still early. Wang Yu and he didn't come back so soon. He simply went out first. Zhang Feng drove to the antique street and came to the store. Unexpectedly, he found that Su Ming was not there.
Zhang Feng asked the waiter, "where's your second master?" the waiter replied, "our second master went out early in the morning and didn't explain where he went. Why don't you take a break and I'll call him."
"No, he has something to do. Let him be busy. You know where that little leaf girl is. Go and call her for me and say I have something to do with her." Zhang Feng told the waiter.
After listening to Zhang Feng's instructions, the waiter didn't dare to delay for a moment. He hurried out of the door to find Miss Xiaoye in the next street. Zhang Feng was fine waiting. He made himself a pot of tea, lit a incense, sat there with a fan and began to close his eyes.
At this time, Zhang Feng heard a slight sound. It seemed that someone came in. The footsteps of the visitor were very light. He didn't move after coming in. Zhang Feng didn't open his eyes and continued to lie asleep. He wanted to see who had the courage to steal from his shop in broad daylight, so that he could practice with him,
Something's wrong with waiting. The other party hasn't moved. Did you hear it wrong? It's impossible. I heard someone come in. Is the other party seeing which is the most valuable to steal.
The more Zhang Feng thought about it, the more something went wrong. Maybe it was robbery. He came here with a gun. He told me today. When he thought of it, Zhang Feng opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged man in his forties. He was dressed very ordinary, even a little shabby.
The blue T-shirt has been a little white after washing. A pair of blue denim trousers are wrapped around the trouser legs, wearing a pair of rubber shoes on the feet, carrying a canvas schoolbag, one side of the belt is on the shoulder, and the things in the schoolbag are tightly held in your arms.
The schoolbag is very old. The shoulder strap is broken at first sight. When I saw Zhang Feng wake up, I was a little nervous and asked, "boss, do you collect things here?" with a Hubei accent.
When Zhang Feng saw him like this, he thought it was okay to be idle, so he talked to him, "what object?" Zhang Feng asked with a fan, but his ass didn't move. It was not easy for him to get rid of the shopkeeper's addiction and put on enough airs.
The man looked at Zhang Feng, then looked at Zhang Feng's shop, as if he had made up his mind. He took a step forward and whispered, "do you want an ancient pot? Give me a price."
Zhang Feng was happy when he heard this. What was the pot in ancient times? When was it in ancient times? This man was a layman. He shouldn't have been deceived by anyone. It's too miserable.
Zhang Feng asked quietly, "where did you get it?" the man looked at Zhang Feng as if he didn't understand. Zhang Feng said, "I asked you where did you get it." then he took the fan and pointed to his bag.
When the man saw Zhang Feng pointing to his bag, he quickly covered it again, lowered his head and said, "it was dug out in the backyard. Do you want it? I'll open it for you. I'll sell it if you give me a suitable price."
Zhang Feng dug it himself? Look at him wrapped so tightly, or a complete pot? It's estimated that it was in the late Qing Dynasty or the Republic of China. It's not a valuable thing. Otherwise, he has entered the Grand View Garden. How can he come to his store.
If strange and good things had been robbed by others, now a group of leak collectors are wandering around outside. When they catch people, they ask, "what do you buy? Go to the store and have a look. The price is fair. Children and old people are not deceived." or when they see people carrying things, they ask: "what good things are sold. The price here is high. Come and have a look."
As soon as he came here for the first time, this place was short of faces. He would certainly be stared at. Zhang Feng wanted to send him away. He just raised his hand to refuse him. I don't know why when he opened his mouth, he became: "take it and I'll have a look first."
The Sweatshirt man walked closer and zipped his schoolbag, but he didn't take out anything. He just opened it and looked at it for Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng looked over and saw a bronze ware, which seemed to be coiled Cobra patterns.
As soon as Zhang Feng came down, he was interested, but his face didn't change color. He asked, "did you dig this thing yourself?" the Sweatshirt man nodded: "Yes, I dug it in my own house. Two of them and one was confiscated by the village committee. They said it was to be handed over. They didn't know that. I was going to give it to them. If there was no accident at home and I really needed money, I wouldn't sell it."
The Sweatshirt man said as if he was afraid that Zhang Feng didn't believe him. He said, "if you don't believe it, you can go to my house to inquire. I really dug it up myself."
Zhang Feng heard that there was another pair. Unfortunately, if a pair was estimated to be more valuable, Zhang Feng ran to the door and pulled down the sunscreen. Generally, antique shops are afraid of the sun in the shop at noon. There is a thick sunscreen cloth at the door, which can be pulled down to block the sun. Sometimes it is also used to prevent people outside from seeing it.
After Zhang Feng took blah down, he asked the Sweatshirt man to take out his things and let him have a closer look. "You take them out and I'll have a good look before I can give you an offer." when the Sweatshirt man saw that Zhang Feng pulled down the curtain, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous and thought what Zhang Feng was going to do.
Zhang Feng saw that he was afraid and patiently explained, "Oh, don't be afraid. It's just for shading. There are antiques in it. Being often exposed to the sun will lead to color loss. Some things are also prone to material changes, which will affect the value."
When the Sweatshirt man heard Zhang Feng say this, he seemed relieved. He carefully put the schoolbag on the counter and opened all the zippers. The mouth of the schoolbag was obviously smaller than the belly of the bronze pot. He didn't know how he put it in at that time. When he took the bronze pot out of the schoolbag with great care, he was already sweating.
Zhang Feng looked closer. His mouth was thin, his belly was a little big and deep, and his whole body was red and rusty. He could see that the bottle mouth was coiled Cobra pattern, his belly was in Taotie pattern, and there was a circle of gold inlaid inscriptions at the bottom, with Taotie relief on the left and right sides. It's from the Warring States period, but there seems to be something missing.
Zhang Feng asked the Sweatshirt man, "is there a cover?" the Sweatshirt man nodded and took out a palm sized thing from the inner bag of his schoolbag, the nine lotus petal cover. Zhang Feng picked up the cover and gently put it into the mouth of the bottle, "that's right, it's all right." then he looked carefully. Zhang Feng knew it was a good thing without using his right eye.
I didn't expect to come to the store once in a while. He got a baby just today. It's very lucky. Zhang Feng is thinking about how much the Sweatshirt man wants. The Sweatshirt man has asked anxiously: "boss, you've seen the things, so you can make a price. I have something else to do."
Zhang Feng didn't want to ask, "it's yours. You should ask for the price. I'll take it if the price is appropriate. If it's not appropriate, you can find someone else." the Sweatshirt man didn't seem to expect Zhang summit to say so. He didn't understand this at all. Before he came, he thought that this place was always killing people. If people said 10000, he would want 20000, if people said 30000, he would want 60000, There's nothing wrong with that.
Zhang Feng was worried when he saw that the man refused to speak. He was afraid that the duck would fly again, but he didn't show it at all. He was old Youzi. No matter how anxious he was, he just sat there gently shaking his fan and drinking his tea.
The Sweatshirt man thought for a moment, as if he had made a great determination and gave a slap. Zhang Feng was surprised. The man looked honest. He didn't expect his heart to be so black. He really dared to open his mouth. Five million. Even if you are a full-time bronze pot in the spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period, you can't ask for five million as soon as you come up. What does he make.
Zhang Feng didn't speak. He walked next to him and walked back and forth for a few steps. This was a psychological tactic to see if the other party was calm. The Sweatshirt man didn't answer him or refuse. He just walked around here. Sure enough, he began to lose his temper and asked, "boss, do you want it or not? I have to ask someone else. There's something else at home."
Zhang Feng stood and asked, "brother, you are a layman. You can't be worth so much money. If you don't believe it, you can go out and inquire. The price of my shop in the Grand View Garden is the most fair and fair. You just go out and ask and see who can afford it."
Zhang Feng is right. Anyone who has seen the goods at his house and then asks others about them is almost impossible to receive them. Zhang Feng represents the wind vane of the Grand View Garden. Who dares to accept the things he doesn't accept. When the Sweatshirt man came in, he didn't know how many people saw it, but when he went to pull cloth, someone must have seen it. Zhang Feng personally pulled the cloth inspection goods. As long as he went out of the door, his goods would be halved.
As soon as the Sweatshirt man heard Zhang Feng say so, he asked, "then how much money can you give at most? I really have something urgent at home waiting for money. Otherwise, I wouldn't sell it here. My family is in Hubei. We came by car for more than 1000 kilometers. We arrived almost a day later. They all said that the price of these things in Huashi Daguan garden is fair. Alas."
Zhang Feng didn't expect that. He just heard his accent and knew that he was a foreigner. Unexpectedly, he came from other places. Zhang Feng also wanted to make a quick decision. It's boring to delay for a long time, so Zhang Feng asked, "then you can give me the lowest price. If it's appropriate, I'll take it. I'll give you the money right away, and you can go back early."
I saw the Sweatshirt man wipe his sweat, his hand still clutching his schoolbag, clenched his teeth and said, "that's 450000, OK, boss." as soon as Zhang Feng listened to his words, he couldn't restrain his surprise this time, and a mouthful of tea choked directly in his throat.
Zhang Feng's face turned red. He coughed and drank two mouthfuls of water. He always thought that a sweatshirt man would be five million. Unexpectedly, what others said was five hundred thousand. This oolong is really too big. Zhang Feng can't help feeling that his face can't hang. If he accepts four hundred and fifty thousand, it's really a big leak.
But in Zhang Feng's current position, he doesn't need money, but the Sweatshirt man looks like he really needs money. He can pick up this leak, but he can't do anything unconscionable.
The Sweatshirt man looked at Zhang Feng's sudden cough and didn't answer him. He thought the price was so high that Zhang Feng's face turned red. The Sweatshirt man said dejectedly, "forget it, boss, I won't embarrass you. I'll ask someone else again. Thank you." then he had to pack up and go.
When Zhang Feng saw it, he quickly took his hand: "I didn't say no. I want you. Don't worry. Come and sit down and have a rest. Is there any hurry at home? Should I transfer it directly to your bank card or give you a check?"
As soon as the Sweatshirt man listened, Zhang Feng was willing to take his things. He didn't care to sit down and rest for a while. As soon as his ass touched the stool, he immediately stood up, looked at Zhang Feng and said happily, "boss, are you willing to want my things? Is it true? That's great, that's great." the Sweatshirt man smiled, but the smile seemed more helpless.
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Zhang Feng saw that it was still early. Wang Yu and he didn't come back so soon. He simply went out first. Zhang Feng drove to the antique street and came to the store. Unexpectedly, he found that Su Ming was not there.
Zhang Feng asked the waiter, "where's your second master?" the waiter replied, "our second master went out early in the morning and didn't explain where he went. Why don't you take a break and I'll call him."
"No, he has something to do. Let him be busy. You know where that little leaf girl is. Go and call her for me and say I have something to do with her." Zhang Feng told the waiter.
After listening to Zhang Feng's instructions, the waiter didn't dare to delay for a moment. He hurried out of the door to find Miss Xiaoye in the next street. Zhang Feng was fine waiting. He made himself a pot of tea, lit a incense, sat there with a fan and began to close his eyes.
At this time, Zhang Feng heard a slight sound. It seemed that someone came in. The footsteps of the visitor were very light. He didn't move after coming in. Zhang Feng didn't open his eyes and continued to lie asleep. He wanted to see who had the courage to steal from his shop in broad daylight, so that he could practice with him,
Something's wrong with waiting. The other party hasn't moved. Did you hear it wrong? It's impossible. I heard someone come in. Is the other party seeing which is the most valuable to steal.
The more Zhang Feng thought about it, the more something went wrong. Maybe it was robbery. He came here with a gun. He told me today. When he thought of it, Zhang Feng opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged man in his forties. He was dressed very ordinary, even a little shabby.
The blue T-shirt has been a little white after washing. A pair of blue denim trousers are wrapped around the trouser legs, wearing a pair of rubber shoes on the feet, carrying a canvas schoolbag, one side of the belt is on the shoulder, and the things in the schoolbag are tightly held in your arms.
The schoolbag is very old. The shoulder strap is broken at first sight. When I saw Zhang Feng wake up, I was a little nervous and asked, "boss, do you collect things here?" with a Hubei accent.
When Zhang Feng saw him like this, he thought it was okay to be idle, so he talked to him, "what object?" Zhang Feng asked with a fan, but his ass didn't move. It was not easy for him to get rid of the shopkeeper's addiction and put on enough airs.
The man looked at Zhang Feng, then looked at Zhang Feng's shop, as if he had made up his mind. He took a step forward and whispered, "do you want an ancient pot? Give me a price."
Zhang Feng was happy when he heard this. What was the pot in ancient times? When was it in ancient times? This man was a layman. He shouldn't have been deceived by anyone. It's too miserable.
Zhang Feng asked quietly, "where did you get it?" the man looked at Zhang Feng as if he didn't understand. Zhang Feng said, "I asked you where did you get it." then he took the fan and pointed to his bag.
When the man saw Zhang Feng pointing to his bag, he quickly covered it again, lowered his head and said, "it was dug out in the backyard. Do you want it? I'll open it for you. I'll sell it if you give me a suitable price."
Zhang Feng dug it himself? Look at him wrapped so tightly, or a complete pot? It's estimated that it was in the late Qing Dynasty or the Republic of China. It's not a valuable thing. Otherwise, he has entered the Grand View Garden. How can he come to his store.
If strange and good things had been robbed by others, now a group of leak collectors are wandering around outside. When they catch people, they ask, "what do you buy? Go to the store and have a look. The price is fair. Children and old people are not deceived." or when they see people carrying things, they ask: "what good things are sold. The price here is high. Come and have a look."
As soon as he came here for the first time, this place was short of faces. He would certainly be stared at. Zhang Feng wanted to send him away. He just raised his hand to refuse him. I don't know why when he opened his mouth, he became: "take it and I'll have a look first."
The Sweatshirt man walked closer and zipped his schoolbag, but he didn't take out anything. He just opened it and looked at it for Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng looked over and saw a bronze ware, which seemed to be coiled Cobra patterns.
As soon as Zhang Feng came down, he was interested, but his face didn't change color. He asked, "did you dig this thing yourself?" the Sweatshirt man nodded: "Yes, I dug it in my own house. Two of them and one was confiscated by the village committee. They said it was to be handed over. They didn't know that. I was going to give it to them. If there was no accident at home and I really needed money, I wouldn't sell it."
The Sweatshirt man said as if he was afraid that Zhang Feng didn't believe him. He said, "if you don't believe it, you can go to my house to inquire. I really dug it up myself."
Zhang Feng heard that there was another pair. Unfortunately, if a pair was estimated to be more valuable, Zhang Feng ran to the door and pulled down the sunscreen. Generally, antique shops are afraid of the sun in the shop at noon. There is a thick sunscreen cloth at the door, which can be pulled down to block the sun. Sometimes it is also used to prevent people outside from seeing it.
After Zhang Feng took blah down, he asked the Sweatshirt man to take out his things and let him have a closer look. "You take them out and I'll have a good look before I can give you an offer." when the Sweatshirt man saw that Zhang Feng pulled down the curtain, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous and thought what Zhang Feng was going to do.
Zhang Feng saw that he was afraid and patiently explained, "Oh, don't be afraid. It's just for shading. There are antiques in it. Being often exposed to the sun will lead to color loss. Some things are also prone to material changes, which will affect the value."
When the Sweatshirt man heard Zhang Feng say this, he seemed relieved. He carefully put the schoolbag on the counter and opened all the zippers. The mouth of the schoolbag was obviously smaller than the belly of the bronze pot. He didn't know how he put it in at that time. When he took the bronze pot out of the schoolbag with great care, he was already sweating.
Zhang Feng looked closer. His mouth was thin, his belly was a little big and deep, and his whole body was red and rusty. He could see that the bottle mouth was coiled Cobra pattern, his belly was in Taotie pattern, and there was a circle of gold inlaid inscriptions at the bottom, with Taotie relief on the left and right sides. It's from the Warring States period, but there seems to be something missing.
Zhang Feng asked the Sweatshirt man, "is there a cover?" the Sweatshirt man nodded and took out a palm sized thing from the inner bag of his schoolbag, the nine lotus petal cover. Zhang Feng picked up the cover and gently put it into the mouth of the bottle, "that's right, it's all right." then he looked carefully. Zhang Feng knew it was a good thing without using his right eye.
I didn't expect to come to the store once in a while. He got a baby just today. It's very lucky. Zhang Feng is thinking about how much the Sweatshirt man wants. The Sweatshirt man has asked anxiously: "boss, you've seen the things, so you can make a price. I have something else to do."
Zhang Feng didn't want to ask, "it's yours. You should ask for the price. I'll take it if the price is appropriate. If it's not appropriate, you can find someone else." the Sweatshirt man didn't seem to expect Zhang summit to say so. He didn't understand this at all. Before he came, he thought that this place was always killing people. If people said 10000, he would want 20000, if people said 30000, he would want 60000, There's nothing wrong with that.
Zhang Feng was worried when he saw that the man refused to speak. He was afraid that the duck would fly again, but he didn't show it at all. He was old Youzi. No matter how anxious he was, he just sat there gently shaking his fan and drinking his tea.
The Sweatshirt man thought for a moment, as if he had made a great determination and gave a slap. Zhang Feng was surprised. The man looked honest. He didn't expect his heart to be so black. He really dared to open his mouth. Five million. Even if you are a full-time bronze pot in the spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period, you can't ask for five million as soon as you come up. What does he make.
Zhang Feng didn't speak. He walked next to him and walked back and forth for a few steps. This was a psychological tactic to see if the other party was calm. The Sweatshirt man didn't answer him or refuse. He just walked around here. Sure enough, he began to lose his temper and asked, "boss, do you want it or not? I have to ask someone else. There's something else at home."
Zhang Feng stood and asked, "brother, you are a layman. You can't be worth so much money. If you don't believe it, you can go out and inquire. The price of my shop in the Grand View Garden is the most fair and fair. You just go out and ask and see who can afford it."
Zhang Feng is right. Anyone who has seen the goods at his house and then asks others about them is almost impossible to receive them. Zhang Feng represents the wind vane of the Grand View Garden. Who dares to accept the things he doesn't accept. When the Sweatshirt man came in, he didn't know how many people saw it, but when he went to pull cloth, someone must have seen it. Zhang Feng personally pulled the cloth inspection goods. As long as he went out of the door, his goods would be halved.
As soon as the Sweatshirt man heard Zhang Feng say so, he asked, "then how much money can you give at most? I really have something urgent at home waiting for money. Otherwise, I wouldn't sell it here. My family is in Hubei. We came by car for more than 1000 kilometers. We arrived almost a day later. They all said that the price of these things in Huashi Daguan garden is fair. Alas."
Zhang Feng didn't expect that. He just heard his accent and knew that he was a foreigner. Unexpectedly, he came from other places. Zhang Feng also wanted to make a quick decision. It's boring to delay for a long time, so Zhang Feng asked, "then you can give me the lowest price. If it's appropriate, I'll take it. I'll give you the money right away, and you can go back early."
I saw the Sweatshirt man wipe his sweat, his hand still clutching his schoolbag, clenched his teeth and said, "that's 450000, OK, boss." as soon as Zhang Feng listened to his words, he couldn't restrain his surprise this time, and a mouthful of tea choked directly in his throat.
Zhang Feng's face turned red. He coughed and drank two mouthfuls of water. He always thought that a sweatshirt man would be five million. Unexpectedly, what others said was five hundred thousand. This oolong is really too big. Zhang Feng can't help feeling that his face can't hang. If he accepts four hundred and fifty thousand, it's really a big leak.
But in Zhang Feng's current position, he doesn't need money, but the Sweatshirt man looks like he really needs money. He can pick up this leak, but he can't do anything unconscionable.
The Sweatshirt man looked at Zhang Feng's sudden cough and didn't answer him. He thought the price was so high that Zhang Feng's face turned red. The Sweatshirt man said dejectedly, "forget it, boss, I won't embarrass you. I'll ask someone else again. Thank you." then he had to pack up and go.
When Zhang Feng saw it, he quickly took his hand: "I didn't say no. I want you. Don't worry. Come and sit down and have a rest. Is there any hurry at home? Should I transfer it directly to your bank card or give you a check?"
As soon as the Sweatshirt man listened, Zhang Feng was willing to take his things. He didn't care to sit down and rest for a while. As soon as his ass touched the stool, he immediately stood up, looked at Zhang Feng and said happily, "boss, are you willing to want my things? Is it true? That's great, that's great." the Sweatshirt man smiled, but the smile seemed more helpless.
Zhang Feng saw that it was still early. Wang Yu and he didn't come back so soon. He simply went out first. Zhang Feng drove to the antique street and came to the store. Unexpectedly, he found that Su Ming was not there.Zhang Feng asked the waiter, "where's your second master?" the waiter replied, "our second master went out early in the morning and didn't explain where he went. Why don't you take a break and I'll call him.""No, he has something to do. Let him be busy. You know where that little leaf girl is. Go and call her for me and say I have something to do with her." Zhang Feng told the waiter.After listening to Zhang Feng's instructions, the waiter didn't dare to delay for a moment. He hurried out of the door to find Miss Xiaoye in the next street. Zhang Feng was fine waiting. He made himself a pot of tea, lit a incense, sat there with a fan and began to close his eyes.At this time, Zhang Feng heard a slight sound. It seemed that someone came in. The footsteps of the visitor were very light. He didn't move after coming in. Zhang Feng didn't open his eyes and continued to lie asleep. He wanted to see who had the courage to steal from his shop in broad daylight, so that he could practice with him,Something's wrong with waiting. The other party hasn't moved. Did you hear it wrong? It's impossible. I heard someone come in. Is the other party seeing which is the most valuable to steal.The more Zhang Feng thought about it, the more something went wrong. Maybe it was robbery. He came here with a gun. He told me today. When he thought of it, Zhang Feng opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged man in his forties. He was dressed very ordinary, even a little shabby.The blue T-shirt has been a little white after washing. A pair of blue denim trousers are wrapped around the trouser legs, wearing a pair of rubber shoes on the feet, carrying a canvas schoolbag, one side of the belt is on the shoulder, and the things in the schoolbag are tightly held in your arms.The schoolbag is very old. The shoulder strap is broken at first sight. When I saw Zhang Feng wake up, I was a little nervous and asked, "boss, do you collect things here?" with a Hubei accent.When Zhang Feng saw him like this, he thought it was okay to be idle, so he talked to him, "what object?" Zhang Feng asked with a fan, but his ass didn't move. It was not easy for him to get rid of the shopkeeper's addiction and put on enough airs.The man looked at Zhang Feng, then looked at Zhang Feng's shop, as if he had made up his mind. He took a step forward and whispered, "do you want an ancient pot? Give me a price."Zhang Feng was happy when he heard this. What was the pot in ancient times? When was it in ancient times? This man was a layman. He shouldn't have been deceived by anyone. It's too miserable.Zhang Feng asked quietly, "where did you get it?" the man looked at Zhang Feng as if he didn't understand. Zhang Feng said, "I asked you where did you get it." then he took the fan and pointed to his bag.When the man saw Zhang Feng pointing to his bag, he quickly covered it again, lowered his head and said, "it was dug out in the backyard. Do you want it? I'll open it for you. I'll sell it if you give me a suitable price."Zhang Feng dug it himself? Look at him wrapped so tightly, or a complete pot? It's estimated that it was in the late Qing Dynasty or the Republic of China. It's not a valuable thing. Otherwise, he has entered the Grand View Garden. How can he come to his store.If strange and good things had been robbed by others, now a group of leak collectors are wandering around outside. When they catch people, they ask, "what do you buy? Go to the store and have a look. The price is fair. Children and old people are not deceived." or when they see people carrying things, they ask: "what good things are sold. The price here is high. Come and have a look."As soon as he came here for the first time, this place was short of faces. He would certainly be stared at. Zhang Feng wanted to send him away. He just raised his hand to refuse him. I don't know why when he opened his mouth, he became: "take it and I'll have a look first."The Sweatshirt man walked closer and zipped his schoolbag, but he didn't take out anything. He just opened it and looked at it for Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng looked over and saw a bronze ware, which seemed to be coiled Cobra patterns.As soon as Zhang Feng came down, he was interested, but his face didn't change color. He asked, "did you dig this thing yourself?" the Sweatshirt man nodded: "Yes, I dug it in my own house. Two of them and one was confiscated by the village committee. They said it was to be handed over. They didn't know that. I was going to give it to them. If there was no accident at home and I really needed money, I wouldn't sell it."The Sweatshirt man said as if he was afraid that Zhang Feng didn't believe him. He said, "if you don't believe it, you can go to my house to inquire. I really dug it up myself."Zhang Feng heard that there was another pair. Unfortunately, if a pair was estimated to be more valuable, Zhang Feng ran to the door and pulled down the sunscreen. Generally, antique shops are afraid of the sun in the shop at noon. There is a thick sunscreen cloth at the door, which can be pulled down to block the sun. Sometimes it is also used to prevent people outside from seeing it.After Zhang Feng took blah down, he asked the Sweatshirt man to take out his things and let him have a closer look. "You take them out and I'll have a good look before I can give you an offer." when the Sweatshirt man saw that Zhang Feng pulled down the curtain, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous and thought what Zhang Feng was going to do.Zhang Feng saw that he was afraid and patiently explained, "Oh, don't be afraid. It's just for shading. There are antiques in it. Being often exposed to the sun will lead to color loss. Some things are also prone to material changes, which will affect the value."When the Sweatshirt man heard Zhang Feng say this, he seemed relieved. He carefully put the schoolbag on the counter and opened all the zippers. The mouth of the schoolbag was obviously smaller than the belly of the bronze pot. He didn't know how he put it in at that time. When he took the bronze pot out of the schoolbag with great care, he was already sweating.Zhang Feng looked closer. His mouth was thin, his belly was a little big and deep, and his whole body was red and rusty. He could see that the bottle mouth was coiled Cobra pattern, his belly was in Taotie pattern, and there was a circle of gold inlaid inscriptions at the bottom, with Taotie relief on the left and right sides. It's from the Warring States period, but there seems to be something missing.Zhang Feng asked the Sweatshirt man, "is there a cover?" the Sweatshirt man nodded and took out a palm sized thing from the inner bag of his schoolbag, the nine lotus petal cover. Zhang Feng picked up the cover and gently put it into the mouth of the bottle, "that's right, it's all right." then he looked carefully. Zhang Feng knew it was a good thing without using his right eye.I didn't expect to come to the store once in a while. He got a baby just today. It's very lucky. Zhang Feng is thinking about how much the Sweatshirt man wants. The Sweatshirt man has asked anxiously: "boss, you've seen the things, so you can make a price. I have something else to do."Zhang Feng didn't want to ask, "it's yours. You should ask for the price. I'll take it if the price is appropriate. If it's not appropriate, you can find someone else." the Sweatshirt man didn't seem to expect Zhang summit to say so. He didn't understand this at all. Before he came, he thought that this place was always killing people. If people said 10000, he would want 20000, if people said 30000, he would want 60000, There's nothing wrong with that.Zhang Feng was worried when he saw that the man refused to speak. He was afraid that the duck would fly again, but he didn't show it at all. He was old Youzi. No matter how anxious he was, he just sat there gently shaking his fan and drinking his tea.The Sweatshirt man thought for a moment, as if he had made a great determination and gave a slap. Zhang Feng was surprised. The man looked honest. He didn't expect his heart to be so black. He really dared to open his mouth. Five million. Even if you are a full-time bronze pot in the spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period, you can't ask for five million as soon as you come up. What does he make.Zhang Feng didn't speak. He walked next to him and walked back and forth for a few steps. This was a psychological tactic to see if the other party was calm. The Sweatshirt man didn't answer him or refuse. He just walked around here. Sure enough, he began to lose his temper and asked, "boss, do you want it or not? I have to ask someone else. There's something else at home."Zhang Feng stood and asked, "brother, you are a layman. You can't be worth so much money. If you don't believe it, you can go out and inquire. The price of my shop in the Grand View Garden is the most fair and fair. You just go out and ask and see who can afford it."Zhang Feng is right. Anyone who has seen the goods at his house and then asks others about them is almost impossible to receive them. Zhang Feng represents the wind vane of the Grand View Garden. Who dares to accept the things he doesn't accept. When the Sweatshirt man came in, he didn't know how many people saw it, but when he went to pull cloth, someone must have seen it. Zhang Feng personally pulled the cloth inspection goods. As long as he went out of the door, his goods would be halved.As soon as the Sweatshirt man heard Zhang Feng say so, he asked, "then how much money can you give at most? I really have something urgent at home waiting for money. Otherwise, I wouldn't sell it here. My family is in Hubei. We came by car for more than 1000 kilometers. We arrived almost a day later. They all said that the price of these things in Huashi Daguan garden is fair. Alas."Zhang Feng didn't expect that. He just heard his accent and knew that he was a foreigner. Unexpectedly, he came from other places. Zhang Feng also wanted to make a quick decision. It's boring to delay for a long time, so Zhang Feng asked, "then you can give me the lowest price. If it's appropriate, I'll take it. I'll give you the money right away, and you can go back early."I saw the Sweatshirt man wipe his sweat, his hand still clutching his schoolbag, clenched his teeth and said, "that's 450000, OK, boss." as soon as Zhang Feng listened to his words, he couldn't restrain his surprise this time, and a mouthful of tea choked directly in his throat.Zhang Feng's face turned red. He coughed and drank two mouthfuls of water. He always thought that a sweatshirt man would be five million. Unexpectedly, what others said was five hundred thousand. This oolong is really too big. Zhang Feng can't help feeling that his face can't hang. If he accepts four hundred and fifty thousand, it's really a big leak.But in Zhang Feng's current position, he doesn't need money, but the Sweatshirt man looks like he really needs money. He can pick up this leak, but he can't do anything unconscionable.The Sweatshirt man looked at Zhang Feng's sudden cough and didn't answer him. He thought the price was so high that Zhang Feng's face turned red. The Sweatshirt man said dejectedly, "forget it, boss, I won't embarrass you. I'll ask someone else again. Thank you." then he had to pack up and go.When Zhang Feng saw it, he quickly took his hand: "I didn't say no. I want you. Don't worry. Come and sit down and have a rest. Is there any hurry at home? Should I transfer it directly to your bank card or give you a check?"As soon as the Sweatshirt man listened, Zhang Feng was willing to take his things. He didn't care to sit down and rest for a while. As soon as his ass touched the stool, he immediately stood up, looked at Zhang Feng and said happily, "boss, are you willing to want my things? Is it true? That's great, that's great." the Sweatshirt man smiled, but the smile seemed more helpless.
