MTL - Treasure Hunt America-Chapter 88 Life is alive, all depends on acting!

Ask for collection, ask for recommendation!

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This little white face surnamed Chen is Du Qiangni's cousin, but his and Du Qiangni's knowledge of antique identification is no longer on the same level, much higher than Du Qiangni's.

At that time, their family was in the antiques business in Xiangjiang. Later, in 1997, they immigrated to the United States. However, due to his age, he was sent to Baodao by his family to go to high school, which also allowed him to learn Full of Mandarin in the Taiwanese dialect.

He is not specializing in antiques now, but he has been immersed in it for so many years, and he is still very accomplished in antique identification.

Especially with regard to this snuff bottle, his grandfather was a collector of this stuff back then. Of course, he didn't have the golden eyes like Jin Muchen. After seeing these snuff bottles collected by Phil that day, he could only roughly judge that the four snuffs below were The pot may be a good thing, but how good it is, he can't tell.

It is precisely because he is not particularly confident that he did not resist to the end when bidding with Jin Muchen.

But after going back last night, he participated in the Japanese's overall plan to attack Jin Muchen, so he kept his mind and planned to pit these Japanese devils on these snuff bottles.

It turned out that at that market yesterday, he was slapped several times by that Komatsu. He must know that he is not Japanese. It was a great shame for him to be slapped in front of so many people.

Although he liked Japanese and Japanese culture very much because of the images of Baodao culture before, but this does not mean that he likes Japanese slaps as well.

And after that, in front of so many foreigners, Komatsu sprayed him with blood. When he left the greenhouse yesterday, he wanted to tell Watanabe that he was quitting.

But he also knew that Watanabe and Komatsu didn't want them to be as simple as some Japanese businessmen on the surface. Behind them there was the shadow of the Japanese Yamaguchi-gumi. Because of their own harm, Watanabe and the others lost 95,000. Thousands of dollars, if they left at the time, Watanabe and the others would definitely not let them go.

Originally, he thought that after going back, the big deal was just some flesh and blood, but who would have thought that when they went back, they not only beat and tortured themselves, but also cut off one of their fingers with the punishment method of the Japanese Yamaguchi group?

So from then on, he hated these Japanese people, and even had the idea of ​​revenge.

And when he heard that Watanabe and the others were worrying about how to approach Jin Muchen, he had an idea, and that was the snuff bottles that Jin Muchen had bid with that day.

He knew that what Watanabe and the others were really interested in was the black lacquer-painted gold box that Jin Muchen bought later, but they also knew that this Jin Muchen was an expert.

Although I don't know if Jin Muchen knows the origin of the box, but based on Jin Muchen's performance yesterday, it is definitely not that easy for them to get the cardboard box from Jin Muchen's hands easily.

If he goes to the door and directly proposes to buy the box, he will definitely be rejected by the guy. This is not only to startle the snake, but it may even arouse his interest in tracing the origin of the box.

Once you really find out the origin of the box, the hope of trying to get the box from that guy is basically zero.

Therefore, Watanabe and the others had a hard time trying to get close to Jin Muchen.

At this time, the little white face picked it up and said that he could get close to the Chinese again.

The method is very old-fashioned, that is to say, find him, lower his posture, let him be careless, and then see if he understands the origin of the box.

If you understand, then bid directly. Of course, the price will definitely be discounted. If you don't understand, then it's just right. Anyway, the means of cheating are not bad.

And the excuse to approach this guy, in order not to startle the snake, is of course on those snuff bottles.

The Japanese heard this plan and thought it was pretty good, but they didn't expect that this little white-faced translator was taking them into the pit.

"Well, Komatsu-sang, these snuff bottles, as I told you before, are all good things. As for these, you can see that they are modern handicrafts, but because of the excellent craftsmanship and exquisite materials, if you collect them now, you will be able to collect them in the future. There will be a lot of room for appreciation.”

This little white face was half-truth and half-truth, and what he took out to show that Komatsu at this time were the snuff bottles Phil had collected in recent years.

I have to say that Phil is quite a foreigner. Apart from not knowing the difference between an antique snuff bottle and a modern snuff bottle, his aesthetic and taste for snuff bottles is quite high-end.

He has collected these snuff bottles in recent years, both in terms of material and manufacturing process, they are all rare quality products.

These snuff bottles are small in size, but they all use extraordinary craftsmanship, such as bottle interior painting and micro-carving craftsmanship. Just looking at craftsmanship, these works must definitely be the current national craftsman. something made.

Indeed, the appreciation potential of these snuff bottles is considerable.

Although Komatsu doesn't quite understand it, he also agrees with this point.

Then the little white face pointed at the few Guangxu, the snuff bottle from the Tongzhi period and Komatsu said.

"Xiao Songsang, although the production techniques of these snuff bottles are not as sophisticated as those of the previous ones, they are absolutely true antiques. These should be the works of the late Qing Dynasty, and they are all imperial supplies. Such collections are considered to be in the At present, it is rare in the Chinese market. Although it is not comparable to the works of Kangxi and Qianlong, these works are considered very good, and they also have great potential for appreciation..."

The words of this little white face did not lie to Xiaosong in the previous paragraph. Indeed, these snuff bottles belonged to Guangxu, and they should be regarded as antiques during the Tongzhi period.

But if you talk about the potential for appreciation, then you can only laugh at it. You must know that although there are not many snuff bottles circulating on the market, how can ordinary people see such a thing?

If you have money, people can afford to pay, and if you want to receive it, you must receive the best and play the best.

If you can't find the best one, there are so many miscellaneous antiques anyway, and people can't afford to fall in love with you.

As for such antiques, the real collectors are actually those small collectors who have a little money in their hands and like to collect them, but can't afford too good things.

Therefore, the real appreciation potential of these snuff bottles is almost nonexistent. Taking into account the factors of inflation, the price may rise slightly every year, but if it is sought after, it is impossible at all.

At best, adding a few together will cost hundreds of thousands of yuan in China.

But how does Komatsu know this?

And this little white face has been very obedient and attentive since he went back yesterday and was taught a lesson. How could he have thought that this guy would lie to him at this time?

So at this time, I can only nod my head: "Yoxi! Chen Sang, your conscience is very good!"

As he spoke, he gave the little white face a thumbs up, but he didn't see the cold light flashing in his eyes when the little white face turned.

Komatsu and the other two Japanese appraisers who were not very knowledgeable were muttering where and when Watanabe was watching them and did not speak.

Seeing that they didn't pay attention to him, Xiao Bailian quietly raised three fingers to Jin Muchen and made a circle back and forth.

Although Jin Muchen didn't quite understand what he meant, he probably had a guess in his heart.

Komatsu discussed with the two Japanese for a while, then turned his head and said a few words in Japanese to Xiaobailian, who then said to Jin Muchen.

"Mr. Jin, Mr. Komatsu, he thinks your snuff bottle is of very good quality and is of great collection value. He wants to ask you, do you plan to sell this snuff bottle? If you are willing to sell it, what price do you want? ?"

While talking to Jin Muchen, this guy winked at him, and at the same time, he put three fingers on the bottom and tapped his trousers gently.

At this time, Komatsu and Watanabe's attention was focused on Jin Muchen, and they didn't pay attention to this guy's secret tricks, but Jin Muchen saw his hint~www.novelbuddy.com~ and understood the meaning of this little white face, feeling for him It's here to let yourself dig a hole and dance for the Japanese!

Since he is willing to cooperate, why should he reject his kindness, let alone cheating on the Japanese, he has no psychological pressure.

"Mr. Watanabe, to tell you the truth, I like this snuff bottle very much. I spent a lot of energy that day to get this snuff bottle, and myself, I really like this snuff bottle. I like it very much, so..."

"Hi! As practitioners in the antique industry, of course we understand your mood, Mr. Jin."

Watanabe replied with a smile on the other side, but he was thinking in his heart, stop pretending, your acting skills are too bad.

At this time, how much do you like it, isn't it just to wait for the price to increase? You can just ask for a price. Anyway, as long as the price you ask is not outrageous, we can all accept it. This is a strategy that they have negotiated long before they come.

But he never thought that their bottom line of price had already been betrayed to Jin Muchen by the little white face behind him.

"Okay, I don't want too much. Seeing that Mr. Watanabe is a person who knows goods, then I will reluctantly give up this snuff bottle. It's 500,000 yuan, right?"

Jin Muchen said, pretending to be hard to let go of the snuff bottle.

Life is alive, all depends on acting!

Anyway, everyone is acting, do you think you are the only ones who can act? I will too!

Jin Muchen sneered in his heart, the sheep that came to the door was withered, and it was still the Japanese sheep withered.