Almighty Daughter Was Spoiled By a Big Brother

Gu Yan sighed lightly, put down the antiques in his hand, and continued shopping.

After walking for another half an hour, she stopped and her eyes fell on an inconspicuous teapot. The teapot was covered with a layer of black. Obviously, the stall owner was too lazy to wipe it clean.

Gu Yan squatted down and picked up the teapot.

The stall owner noticed that Gu Yan had been wandering here all the time, and he had not bought a single piece of antiques.

His tone was somewhat contemptuous, "Little girl, this is the antique street, all the antiques in my booth are antiques, you have to be careful, don't break it, or you won't be able to pay for it if you sell it. ."

Gu Yan ignored the sarcasm of the stall owner.

"How much is this teapot?" Gu Yan said in a soft voice.

She picked up the teapot, and she was looking at it very seriously.

This is indeed the real thing.

Gu Yan did not reveal the joy in his heart.

The stall owner glanced at the teapot, frowned, and he really came to play.

He impatiently said a number, "50,000 yuan."

Gu Yan frowned.

The stall owner shook the palm fan in his hand, "Little girl, my price is very affordable. Now any antique doesn't need a million, it's expensive, and there are hundreds of millions."

Gu Yan tilted his head, "Boss, I only have forty dollars on me."

"Forty yuan, you still come to Antique Street?!" The stall owner's eyes widened.

Gu Yan put down the teapot regretfully, "If the boss doesn't want it, then forget it."

Just as Gu Yan was about to leave, she heard the voice of the stall owner, "Little girl, wait."

"Is something wrong?" Gu Yan asked slowly.

The stall owner waved his hand, "You are lucky today, this teapot will be sold to you for 40 yuan."

He looked at the teapot, his expression was as disgusting as he could be.

dark.

Putting it here will affect the customers' perception of his booth.

He was going to throw it away today, but he never thought that a fool would come to buy it.

Gu Yan frowned, "Boss, you said 50,000 yuan just now, but now it's 40 yuan. Isn't there anything strange here?"

The stall owner heard Gu Yan's doubts, for fear that Gu Yan would not want it anymore, he lowered the price a bit, "Thirty yuan, you can take it."

"it is good."

After getting the price she wanted, Gu Yan raised her lips slightly. She didn't bargain with the stall owner anymore, picked up the teapot, gave the stall owner thirty yuan, and left.

She went to the Antique Appraisal and Trading Center.

Gu Yan is very short of money now, and now she needs to sell this teapot. In the past, identifying the trading center was the best choice.

There will be some antique collectors waiting there. If those antiques are identified as genuine, they will compete to bid and buy them.

Maybe the price will be lower if you sell it here, and it will be more cost-effective than in those antique shops.

In the laboratory, there were a lot of people around.

A white-haired appraiser sat at the counter, looking at a bracelet.

"How, is my bracelet real?" A young man asked nervously, rubbing his hands together.

The old appraiser put down the bracelet, touched his beard and said regretfully: "This is fake, it should have been produced for less than 30 years, the color on it looks very old, most of it was buried in the soil, and the pattern on it is It only appeared in modern times, and the bracelets of the Ming and Qing Dynasties you mentioned are basically impossible."

The guy's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief, "How is it possible, my dad bought this from a friend who is an antique collector abroad. You can take a closer look at it."

The old appraiser was unhappy, "Are you questioning my old man's professionalism?"

Other people around are also helping the old appraiser speak.

"Don't worry, I won't deceive you. He has been working here for more than 20 years and is famous for his professionalism. Basically, he does not overlook any antiques. It must be fake."

"Yeah, boy, your bracelet is 100% fake."

"..."

This is the first time the guy has come here, his face is very red, he is busy apologizing.

"Sorry, I just can't take it for a while."

The young man had no face to stay any longer. After giving the money, he picked up the bracelet and left.

The apprentice of the old appraiser asked, "Next, does anyone need to be appraised?"