MTL - Treasure Hunting Divine Eyes-Chapter 1053 Song Sancai
Chapter 1053 Song Sancai
On the way back to the hotel, Qi Jianjun, who had been taciturn from beginning to end, suddenly whispered: "Boss, I also want to take a photo alone with you."
Li Mo, who was sitting in the back seat, asked lightly: "You don't want to hang it at home, do you?"
Qi Jianjun had an embarrassed smile on his face, he didn't expect him to have such thoughts. The brown bear and Fu Liang finally couldn't help laughing. Today, they saw how powerful the uncle and aunt are, and they even opened up a new skill for the boss.
"Mr. Qi, let's climb Jiugong Mountain tomorrow. By the way, is there an antique market on Tongshan?"
"There must be. Since it is a big tourist county, the antique market and food street are indispensable. Moreover, the antique market here is quite large, and activities are often launched in conjunction with the tourist season."
"That's right, let's go to the antique market instead of going back to the hotel."
"OK."
The antique market is close to the official government. They parked their car in a nearby paid parking lot and walked there on foot. It has become a habit to visit the local antique market without going to a place. Sometimes you can really find something, but the value is not too high.
The antique market in Tongshan County is clearly planned reasonably, integrating elements such as antiques, food, and folk customs.
"Boss, a temple fair is held here every quarter, and every time it is crowded with people, it is very lively."
"Brown bear, this kind of thinking can be written down. Yandu City can imitate this method in the future. Of course, the elements of integration must be different. Not only the temple fair, we can even spread the thinking to see what form it takes To expand the influence of Yandu."
"Boss, I will report your thoughts to Mr. Chen in time."
"Mr. Qi will just follow me later, there are too many people and it is easy to attract others' attention."
The brown bear's burly figure will become a tough man in the eyes of others wherever he goes, so the four of them have to separate.
It was probably near noon, and there were not many people in the antique market. Although the buildings here were new, they also lacked the retro charm. Like other antique markets, besides the shops along the street, there are also many street stalls. The street stalls are basically mobile. The stall owners may be locals. They don’t have the funds to buy or rent a suitable shop, so they come out to set up a stall when they have time, and try to see if they can get taken advantage of.
Li Mo went to a booth and took a look. The stalls were filled with all kinds of porcelain and bronze wares, which were not large in size, and even some porcelain wares were made in small sets. From this, one could tell that they were modern handicrafts.
The stall owner was a man in his 40s or 50s. Li Mo didn't speak, and he didn't say hello. He just turned his eyes around him twice and stopped paying attention.
Li Mo picked up a blue and white bowl from the booth to look through it, and then asked: "Boss, how do you sell this bowl?"
"Three thousand yuan."
Li Mo asked calmly: "You must give me a reasonable explanation for a bowl of three thousand yuan?"
"The blue and white bowl in the Republic of China is a hundred years away from now. Do you think the price is quite appropriate?"
The boss said very firmly, as if he already had a plan in mind.
"Chop in half, one thousand and five, how about I take it away for fun?"
"No sale for less than two thousand and eight."
The boss waved his hand.
Li Mo had no choice but to put down and stood up and said to Qi Jianjun, "Let's go."
Seeing him leave, the boss didn't keep him.
"What did you say about the bowl just now?" Qi Jianjun asked humbly.
"The boss said that the bowl was from the period of the Republic of China. In fact, he was mistaken. The blue and white bowl should have been fired in a folk kiln in the late Qing Dynasty. It can be bought for three thousand, and it can be sold for seven or eight thousand without any problem. .If Boss One Thousand Five lets go, we can take it away. Since he doesn’t want to, let’s forget it, and save more talk.”
Qi Jianjun didn't know how to answer the question. He could earn four to five thousand yuan for a bowl, but he didn't bother to bargain, and he would have bought it long ago.
"Haha, that bowl is not worth becoming a family heirloom if you buy it back, and it's troublesome to sell it. You have to find a buyer who knows the goods. If you can't find the right person, who would spend seven or eight thousand for a blue and white bowl? "
Li Mo seemed to have guessed his thoughts, Qi Jianjun could only smile, it seemed that his thoughts were still too simple.
The two of them walked forward to another seven or eight stalls, but Li Mo just glanced at them without stopping. The two turned a corner and entered another road. After walking seven or eight meters away, Li Mo finally stopped and carefully looked at the things on the street stall.
There are quite a lot of things on this stall, including all kinds of jewelry, wood carvings, ceramics, and various colorful small stones. The owner of the stall was a woman in her thirties, wearing a stylish overcoat, delicate light makeup, and a fashionable hairstyle. She didn't look like a street vendor at all.
Li Mo picked up a small stone from the stall. It has a natural colored texture and is relatively smooth to the touch. It is not artificially polished, but formed naturally by water washing.
"Boss, how do you sell this Yuhua Stone?"
"I'm not the boss, I'm just taking care of the stall for my dad. You can tell at a glance that you are a knowledgeable person. Most people will say that a stone is agate when they see it. You are the first to tell the true origin of the stone. It is from The Yuhua stone brought back by Jinling. If you like it, how about 20 yuan a piece?"
"I've only been to Jinling before, and also traveled to Yuhuatai, so I recognized the origin of the stone at a glance. Twenty yuan is not high, so I picked a few and took them back to put them in the fish tank for decoration."
Li Mo picked out eight Yuhua stones from a pile, and asked Qi Jianjun to pay.
"Little boss, what is this?"
Li Mo pointed to the three pottery figurines on the booth, the colors are caramel, green and white.
"My father bought it from the countryside. He thought the color looked good, so he spent thousands of dollars to buy it. I don't know exactly what the origin is. It seems to be some kind of tricolor figurine."
Li Mo picked up a three-color figurine with great interest and looked at it, and asked after a while: "Little boss, how much money are you going to sell?"
"Sir, are you asking the price for one or the price for three?"
“It’s a little thin to buy one and put it on the cabinet for display, but it’s a little bit like three together. If the price is right, I’ll buy the three pottery figurines together.”
"Each one is 4,000. If you buy three of them together, we will give you a round number of 10,000. We are earning hard money."
She said that the purchase in the country cost several thousand yuan, whether it was a few thousand or only a few hundred yuan, Li Mo didn't go into it. He just pondered for a while, looked carefully at the remaining two pottery figurines one by one, and said, "Little boss, please give me another discount."
"Sir, seeing that you really want to buy it, I will give you another five hundred yuan cheaper. This is the biggest bottom line."
"Okay, then nine thousand and five, help me pack it." Li Mo stood up and clapped his hands, turned to look at Qi Jianjun and said, "Pay and take it away."
Qi Jianjun hurriedly took out his mobile phone to pay. The boss was willing to spend 9,500 yuan to buy three pottery figurines. It must be not an ordinary thing. I will ask in detail later.
A few minutes later, Qi Jianjun followed Li Mo with a square box.
"Mr. Qi, these are three three-color figurines from the Song Dynasty. You can keep them well when you go back."
(end of this chapter)
