Antiques with golden eyes

Outside the window, dozens of pots of brilliant chrysanthemums are in full bloom in this early winter.

Clusters of flowers are blown by the wind, filling the whole courtyard with fragrance.

Shen Yu's spirit was also lifted.

"Okay, I want your peach blossom cup!"

With a clang, Yu Maolin directly placed the password box containing cash on the Eight Immortals' table.

Opening the box, the cash inside was dazzling.

This scene made Zhou Zhou, who was standing next to Jing Shuiyang, frown slightly.

His eyes also narrowed slightly.

But he didn't speak. On the contrary, he had a smile on his face.

Shen Yu had been observing the other party, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but secretly admire him.

This guy’s mental quality is really strong!

The only authentic Kangxi kiln and the most valuable and best object was picked up and bought by someone, but this guy was able to keep his expression unchanged.

Knock out your teeth, activate blood and swallow, just this Qi nourishing skill is necessary.

Shen Yu asked himself that if his father were here and sold one of his genuine Twelve Flower God Cups at a low price, he would never be able to do so without changing his face.

Of course, Shen Yu will not be as deceptive as Tuesday.

Now Shen Yu actually had a glimmer of expectation in his heart. He wanted to see how the hole was dug for Jing Shuiyang this Tuesday.

Why Shen Yu is so looking forward to it, because he didn't expect that Jing Shuiyang would come to buy the old house without a Mr. Palm Eye.

As we all know, when a wealthy person like Jing Shuiyang buys antiques, in order not to be deceived, he must always have a discerning Mr. Palm with him.

Even if you spend a lot of money to hire an appraiser to stay with you because something is wrong or is ill, you will often spend a high price to hire an appraiser to accompany you at a famous antique shop or auction house.

Today, in addition to two personal bodyguards, Jing Shuiyang did not bring Mr. Palm Eyes or an appraiser.

This is very strange!

You know, even if a Flower God Cup is priced at 400,000 yuan, it is still an antique worth 4.8 million yuan, and if you buy a set, the price will be much higher.

This at least shows that Jing Shuiyang trusts Tuesday.

In other words, Tuesday is very capable of deceiving. He can single-handedly send Jing Shuiyang to his home to buy "such valuable" items.

"Isn't this guy afraid of tricking Jing Shuiyang into walking around without food?"

Shen Yu decided to sit on the sidelines.

Lao Zhou here didn't know his son's true purpose at all. He happily accepted Yu Maolin's 400,000 in cash, then picked up a pen with a smile and prepared to sign an antique transfer agreement with Yu Maolin.

"Wait!"

After all, Jing Shuiyang couldn't hold it back and spoke out to stop him again.

When he shouted this, Yu Maolin couldn't help but look down, and even Lao Zhou had a displeased look on his face.

Jing Shuiyang took a deep breath, pointed at the Peach Blossom Cup that Yu Maolin was holding tightly, and said word by word in a trembling voice, "Uncle Zhou, you sold a Flower God Cup from the Kangxi Dynasty for 400,000 yuan.

Do you know what the starting price of this thing will be after it goes up for auction? The starting price is two million. After several rounds of price increases, it will be no problem to sell it for four million."

After saying that, Jing Shuiyang looked at Yu Maolin again, "I said Yu, are you embarrassed to buy antiques worth millions for 400,000?"

Yu Maolin was not to be outdone, "Four hundred thousand is the price quoted to me by Lao Zhou, not from me! Besides, what the hell are you doing if I buy my things?"

When Jing Shuiyang heard this, his remaining eyebrows instantly furrowed, and he turned his head sharply, "Tuesday, what's the matter with you? You told me it was two million for one, but why did you give it to someone else for four hundred thousand? You treat me like

A trap for fools?"

Tuesday had a wry smile on his face, "Young Master Yang, you and I have known each other for several years. When have I ever tricked you? You don't know something. I told my father that the price was four million for one. He is a little deaf, so I guess he is deaf.

400,000, now I can only knock out my teeth and swallow blood. What I say is like water being thrown out. I can’t go back on my word!"

Jing Shuiyang thought for a moment and suddenly softened his tone, "Lao Yu, although we can't say that we are very familiar with each other, we have met many times. It's not an exaggeration to call us old acquaintances, right? I won't hide it from you, I came all the way today.

I came all the way to Dongjiang just for this set of Flower God Cups. I didn’t use them myself, but gave them to my old man. He likes Flower God Cups the most. It can be said that he is addicted to them.

"Well, do you think this will work? I'll buy your peach blossom cup for three million, and then it's up to you how much you're willing to give to Uncle Zhou. How about it?"

Jing Shuiyang's words seemed to be addressed to Yu Maolin, but in fact they were addressed to Lao Zhou.

His meaning is very clear. If you sell this cup to Yu Maolin, you can only get 400,000, but if you sell it to him Jing Shuiyang, you can get 3 million.

Lao Zhou had no expression, and Yu Maolin refused directly. He shook his head like a rattle, "Your old man likes it, but I don't like it anymore? We can talk about anything today, but we can't talk about this Peach Blossom Cup."

p>

"You!"

Seeing Yu Maolin rejecting him, Jing Shuiyang slapped the Eight Immortals table fiercely, with a destructive aura on his face, "Yu, don't toast and be fined if you don't eat. I bought the cup at a high price to give you face. Today I'm going to

If you snatch this Peach Blossom Cup, you can’t do anything to me!!!”

Bang!

Yu Maolin threw the mineral water bottle in his hand towards Jing Shuiyang.

Jing Shuiyang hid faster, but a bodyguard behind him was hit in the shoulder, grinning in pain.

"Fuck you, are you so damn scared of me? Don't say it's you today, it's your brother, even if your old man is here, it's no use! No matter how you blather, today I'll let you Go out lying down."

Yu Maolin was really angry. He was almost old enough to be Jing Shuiyang's uncle, but Jing Shuiyang dared to openly threaten him. He couldn't bear this tone no matter what.

The two bodyguards behind Jing Shuiyang rolled up their sleeves when they saw this. However, when Shen Yu leaned closer to Yu Maolin and glared over with a pair of cold eyes, the momentum of these two guys instantly weakened.

Fortunately, Jing Shuiyang knew Shen Yu's skills and details, and knew that his two bodyguards would be beaten if they went up to him. He simply didn't speak, and just looked around, as if he was thinking about how to get the remaining eleven Flower God Cups.

In the end, with the persistence of Lao Zhou and Yu Maolin, the peach blossom cup was sold for 600,000 yuan.

Yu Maolin came prepared and brought the contract directly.

Both parties were signing and fingerprinting, and it was a busy time.

"Lao Zhou, I don't want the remaining cups. Whoever wants to ask for it, as long as he can afford it, sell it to him! These cups of yours are very valuable. You must not sell them cheaply. Some people look like human models. Like a dog, he is generous to others, but when he spends his own money to buy things, he is very stingy."

Knowing that only one of the remaining eleven cups was from the official kiln and the others were high imitations, Yu Maolin was looking forward to buying them all in Jingshuiyang.

Jing Shuiyang knew that Yu Maolin was mocking him, but he was not angry. At this time, he had already picked up the official kiln lotus cup.

For a moment, Tuesday's eyes narrowed.