pappabearbooks Chapter 1450: Differences
Chapter 1450: Differences
However, after hearing Hong Da's words, the stall owner showed fear in his eyes.
"Master Hong?"
Seeing the fearful look of the stall owner, Hongda raised his head and turned his face to one side, looking indifferent.
The boss quickly licked his face and smiled at him: "It turns out to be Mr. Hong, no wonder he looks so impressive from a distance!"
It's too late to start sucking up now.
Hong Da originally wanted to make things difficult for him, but Lin Ran said: "Boss, 600 yuan is too expensive. Do you think [-] yuan will do?"
"Three hundred?" Hongda and the boss shouted at the same time.
Then the two people glared at each other. Although they were both dissatisfied with the price, the reasons for their dissatisfaction were different.
"This is a fake. I spent 50 yuan to buy it and I lost money!" Hongda said straight to the point. Since the boss didn't give him face, he would make it impossible for the boss to survive on this street. He said it loudly on purpose.
The boss looked aggrieved: "Master Hong, you have to speak with your conscience! I paid 200 yuan for this! 50 yuan is not even enough!"
They began to argue, and other passers-by also saw the fun and gathered around.
After all, not all the people who come to Confucius Temple Antique Street are antique buyers, including many tourists.
Seeing that there was something lively to watch, everyone's eyes showed a hint of joy.
After someone gathered around him, Hongda felt a little regretful.
The antique market here, especially the stalls, basically have the final say because he has a close relationship with the local general dealer, and most of the vendors source their goods from the dealer.
It was just because I was too angry that I wanted to make the stall owner look bad.
As a result, now that everyone gathered around to watch the fun, he remembered today's mission.
They originally planned to buy the fakes back secretly to minimize the impact of the fakes on the antique business.
Now it's backfired.
The boss was a little unhappy at first, but when he saw more and more people watching, he felt confident.
When doing business in the antique street, the biggest fear is not being famous.
With so many people watching the excitement now, don’t you realize it’s the best time for him to become famous?
So, he just prepared his words and prepared to give an impassioned speech in front of everyone.
Lin Ran interrupted him directly.
"Boss, the Yuanyang Pot is real." Lin Ran said lightly.
The boss, who was about to express his dissatisfaction, was stunned for a moment after hearing this sentence, and then he smiled broadly and said, "This little brother knows the goods."
"The genuine product is genuine, but your Yuanyang Pot is not a royal product, but a Yuanyang Pot used by third-rank officials. This type of pot is not of high collection value. Moreover, his status is actually not too high. So the reason for using this kind of pot is most likely because you are sick and can't drink often, but you can't avoid socializing."
Lin Ran explained.
If the pot is carried by someone with a disease, the price will indeed be kept to the lowest.
No one knows if there are any virus residues on it. Even if it is a genuine antique, it still gives people an unlucky feeling.
They buy antiques to bring home, on the one hand, to add value, and on the other hand, they also buy them to house.
After hearing this, people started talking.
The boss's face was a little ugly. He couldn't determine the specific origin of the Yuanyang Pot. The person who sold it to him said it was an ancestral treasure of his family. In fact, he looked like a pauper. How could he have one at home? What a valuable treasure.
Thinking of this, the boss made the final decision.
"Okay, little brother. Let me see if you know the goods. You give me a price and I'll sell it to you."
"Two hundred and fifty." Lin Ran said, "No matter how high the price is, I won't take it."
After saying that, he turned around and looked like he was leaving.
"Okay!" The boss finally stamped his foot after he walked five meters away.
I earned him 150 yuan with tears in my eyes.
It can be regarded as a good start, and with so many people watching, his stall will become more crowded.
On Lin Ran's side, they took the mandarin duck pot and walked towards Tianxia Pavilion.
Hongda had an expression of disbelief on his face.
They had already identified a fake yesterday and knew that this thing was only worth 100 yuan at most, just because of the silver plating inside.
Unexpectedly, Lin Ran turned around and bought another fake Yuanyang pot for 200 yuan.
I felt very uncomfortable in my heart.
But then I thought about it, their mission this time was mainly to recover the fakes.
For more than 100 yuan, forget it, as long as it doesn't happen like this next time.
"There are so many stalls here, should we take a look?" After buying the Yuanyang Pot, Lin Ran had no intention of stopping at all. Instead, he headed directly towards a certain store, as if he already had a goal.
Lin Ran really wanted to go to Tianxia Pavilion and have a good appraisal of the mandarin duck pot in his hand.
He always felt that there must be something fishy in it.
"Wait a minute." Hong Da saw Lin Ran's appearance and suddenly had a bad idea, "Mr. Lin, are you really here to pick up leaks?"
What they call "picking up leaks" is actually just looking for fakes.
Besides, this Yuanyang teapot looks like a replica of yesterday's Yuanyang teapot, even worse in quality.
Hong Da seemed a little incomprehensible to Lin Ran's behavior.
Having missed so many sellers, they want to sell all the fakes, which makes it more difficult.
Could it be that Lin Ran already had other ideas?
Hong Da admired Lin Ran's skill in appraising treasures.
But there are still quite a few criticisms about his way of life.
Especially his current behavior, in his eyes, he is like a child who bought a treasure he likes and wants to go home and see it quickly.
Taking the mandarin duck pot with me, I came to Tianxia Pavilion.
The boss of Tianxia Pavilion already knew Lin Ran and knew that he wanted a quiet place to appraise treasures. He immediately cleared the living room and the staff who were sitting there drinking tea were rushed directly to the backyard.
Lin Ran placed the Yuanyang pot on the table.
This behavior made Hongda very angry.
"Mr. Lin, what are you doing? Do we still have time to appreciate fakes now?"
Hongda wondered if there was some paste in his mind. Could he think that this fake could become the real thing?
"Have you noticed that this Yuanyang teapot has obvious signs of artificial maintenance?" Hong Da must have been anxious, but Lin Ran looked extremely calm.
He leisurely inspected the details of the Yuanyang Pot.
After Lin Ran reminded him, Hongda noticed that the oil on the surface of the Yuanyang pot was much lighter than the pot he brought yesterday.
The most important thing is that the inside of the pot is very clean. Yesterday, there was a thin layer of scale inside my pot, which has formed a scum.