Signed In The Diary Of The Heroine, This Male Partner Is Inappropriate

If Ye Chen would be here, if he saw this scene, he would give a thumbs up and praise Lin Yi for being awesome.

Nima, it took 10,000 yuan for labor and capital to find a leak.

You are good, you only spent 300 yuan to buy Song Qinghua worth 1.8 million!

With this bargaining technique, the capitalists will cry bitterly when they come.

Holding the teapot casually in his hand, Lin Yi whistled and turned on his phone to search for the nearest pawn shop.

The store owner was holding three banknotes in his hand, and he stared blankly at the back of Lin Yi leaving.

I don't know why, but he always felt like he was being fooled.

………………

Porcelain that has just arrived, it is a hot potato.

If you don't get it right, you're going to go in for a meal.

Besides, Lin Yi is also going to use it to frame Ye Chen, so the sooner the better.

"Gold ingot pawn shop?"

"Okay, it's just you!"

Lin Yi fixed his eyes on the phone and went straight to the first floor of the Antique City.

Pawn antiques regardless of home.

Many pawn shop owners are also owners of antique shops, so there are quite a few pawn shops on the first floor of Antique City.

Walking into a decorated antique pawn shop, Lin Yi walked in and sat down directly, then crossed Erlang's legs.

"Hello, guest, do you need a pawn or redemption? Or are you short of funds?"

Seeing Lin Yi come in, a young man who looked a little slick, immediately ran over and greeted him with a smile.

By the way, I winked at the lady at the door and asked her to pour tea.

Lin Yi said with a blank face, "Go and call your antique shop's master."

"okay!"

When the young man saw that Lin Yi was doing things calmly, he knew that this kind of customer was not something he could handle, so he went to the back room with a smile and called his master.

After a while, the young man came over with an old man with half-white hair but full of energy.

"I don't know what kind of antiques my brother wants to pawn?"

The old man asked with a smile.

Lin Yi didn't talk nonsense, just put the blue and white kettle on the mahogany table without saying a word.

The old man knew the rules quite well, so he didn't ask too much, just took his reading glasses and started to look carefully.

After more than ten minutes, the little old man had an idea.

"The market price of blue-and-white porcelain kettles in the Song Dynasty is around 2.4 million, but I don't know if this young man knows."

Thinking of this, he said tentatively: "Little brother, this is a drinking water bottle from the 1960s and 1970s, and it has no collection value."

Lin Yi smiled lightly: "Blue and white in the Song Dynasty, you tell me to drink a kettle, your shop is not ordinary black, or is your appraiser a parallel importer?"

Abandoning this sentence, Lin Yi got up with the kettle in his hand, ready to go to the next house.

When the old man heard Lin Yi's words, he knew that he had misunderstood. This young man was not stunned at all, but an expert.

"Cough cough!"

He quickly got up, stopped Lin Yi, and said with an apologetic smile: "It's the old man, I'm dizzy, I got it wrong, this is indeed blue and white porcelain from the Song Dynasty, I don't know what price the little brother wants to sell?"

Lin Yi said lightly: "There are two requirements. First, I only need cash, and second, I will not sell it if it is less than 1.8 million."

The old man saw that Lin Yi had stated the market price, and knew that there was no room for bargaining.

As for the 2.4 million that the old man himself said, it was the price of their pawn shop. If Lin Yi sold so much, what would they earn?

The little old man thought for a while and said with a smile: "The price of 1.8 million is no problem, and cash is fine, but our pawn shop only has 1.3 million in cash at present. If the little brother is not in a hurry, we will give the remaining money in a few days. You can send it over, if the little brother is in a hurry, then I will give a compromise suggestion, the little brother can go to our pawn shop collection room and choose an antique worth about 500,000, is that okay?"

"Give me cash and show me antiques."

Without thinking about it, Lin Yi chose the second option.

He is currently a pawn shop in Ye Chen's appearance. If he asks the other party to send cash in a few days, wouldn't he be exposed?

In a dimly lit collection room, Lin Yi was looking at the rich collection inside.

It is indeed a pawn shop with deep pockets.

There are everything from small ancient coins to ancient mahogany carved beds.

Even Lin Yi saw the 1962 Gujiao Moutai.

If this thing is put on the market, it will not be able to get it without 3 million.

But these have nothing to do with Lin Yi.

He finally locked his eyes on an ancient painting.

The ancients were good at painting landscapes.

This is an unremarkable landscape painting, and the artist's signature is only a little-known literati in the Qing Dynasty.

Its only collection price may be that it is completely preserved, and the painting skills are good.

However, in Lin Yi's eyes, this painting is not like that.

"This is a painting within a painting."

Lin Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had discovered a strange story.

That's right, the thickness of the painting, if you don't look closely, you will never find a problem.

But Lin Yi has SSS-level antique identification skills, and any small flaws cannot escape his eyes.

He can conclude that there is definitely another painting hidden under this painting.

It's just that the owner of this painting used a magical method to seamlessly combine the two paintings.

"It's like opening a blind box."

Lin Yi drew attention to the painting.

If the painting below is a masterpiece, then he must have made a profit.

If the painting is full and still belongs to the author, then he will lose a lot of money.

Because the painting outside is only worth less than 100,000.

"I want this painting."

Lin Yi said calmly.

"No problem at all."

The little old man smiled happily.

A painting worth less than 100,000 can offset 500,000 in cash, can you be unhappy?

After the transaction between the two parties was completed, Lin Yi went out with a handbag full of cash and paintings.

Before leaving, Lin Yi suddenly turned around and smiled mysteriously: "By the way, I forgot to tell you that this Song Qinghua was bought by a foolish boss on the 6th floor. His shop is called Wen Ya Xuan."

After speaking, Lin Yi turned around and left.

The little old man was stunned for a moment, then his face was full of incredulity.

"Come on, let's go up and ask."

He took his little apprentice and immediately went to the 6th floor.

At this time, the boss who sold Lin Yi's antiques was still fascinated, thinking about what was wrong with the transaction just now.

"Did you just sell a young man a cyan teapot?"

The little old man who found the shop asked with a strange expression.

The owner of the antique shop looked up and saw that it was the owner of the pawn shop downstairs, and immediately respected him.

After all, compared with other people's industry, it is only a little bit.

"Yes, what's the problem?"

The boss asked curiously.

The little old man was speechless: "Then let me tell you some unfortunate news. This is a blue-and-white porcelain from the Song Dynasty. The young man just sold it to me for 1.8 million."

After that, the little old man left.

Because he could have predicted that it would not be long before he would hear the desperate screams of the shop owner.

Some people will ask, since the old man is so knowledgeable, why not go to these antique stores to buy the goods?

Don't be stupid, okay?

The old man himself has opened three antique shops, and one of the ten antiques in it is really good, and the price is still fixed, and there is no profit at all.

Lin Yi was just lucky, the probability of encountering it was less than one in ten thousand.

With this spare time, the old man might as well guard his shop and wait for the antique business to be delivered to his door.

"Ah!!! Brat! How dare you pick up your grandfather's leak, I'm not finished with you."

Sure enough, as soon as the little old man walked up to the stairs, he heard the screams of the shop owner.

1.8 million antiques sold for 300 yuan.

It's not that the heart is bleeding, it's that the aorta is cut.

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