The middle-aged woman waved to the supervisor, and the two of them took their own keys and opened the glass cabinet together.

Put on gloves, carefully took out the large bowl of red peony chrysanthemum underglaze in Hongwu and handed it to Mr. Han.

All the antiques here have been insured, and they don’t say anything about putting them down and taking them.

Antiques are sold here. Each piece of shop owner can get 2% of the buyer and 5% of the seller's pure profit. Rich people have strange tempers. If they become tough, they think they are looking down on him and leave. Wouldn't the mature duck fly?

The economy is in a downturn, with many people selling antiques and few people buying them. Besides, who will buy them? The middle-aged woman glanced at the old man and said softly: "I have called Boss Alphrede, and he is not far away. Let me say hello to you, Mr. Han."

"What a handsome boy, this is your grandson." The man who looked like a supervisor bent down: "Boy, what do you want to drink? I'll help you get it."

"Just water, thank you." Han Xuan said, looking at the big red bowl underglaze in grandpa's hand.

The woman stood quietly by, with her hands overlapping on her abdomen, wearing a dark gray professional attire, looking very well-educated.

I don’t know if the old man understands it. Anyway, the boy thought he was watching it very seriously, so he spoke for a while: “Let me introduce it, Camille.”

When the customer asked, the woman said skillfully: "It was made during the Ming Dynasty in China and during the reign of King Zhu Yuanzhang."

The original words were almost the same. Han Xuan always thought it was strange and he automatically thought it was the emperor. He only heard her continue saying: "The process is the same as firing blue and white porcelain, but the cobalt is replaced with copper as a colorant, and the patterns of the two are similar."

"In the middle and late Yuan Dynasty, the characteristic of underglaze red was that the color was dull and it looked a little black. This piece was very pure in color. Because it was used by the king himself, the quantity was very rare. Now the porcelain market is very good. It has appeared in Hong Kong before and the procedures are complete."

After looking through the glaze at the bottom of the bowl, the old man handed it to Camille: "Pack it up for me, wait for the next piece to settle, when will your boss come?"

"Sorry, he will be here soon. Please go and take a few minutes to rest. How about eating something?"

"Forget it, I'll take a look, don't worry about me." The old man said, waved his hand.

"Okay, please call us if you need it."

When Camill left, the boy asked in a low voice: "Don't bargain? Don't check?" The old man was confused: "Why? Isn't it all like this? I'll give me an invoice later. Just come to them if there is a problem."

Han Xuan was speechless.

It is inevitable to go back to China for a trip in the future. If you want to go out shopping, you have to pay attention to the old man. If you buy a modern handicraft price per day, they will not recognize the invoice after being slaughtered. What is this called? By the way, let’s take a look!

Half of the seventy or eighty pieces in the entire hall were circulated from China. It is true that art has no borders, and whoever holds it in your hands is who it is. If you trace it back a hundred years, you can find the victim. If you have the ability, let him come to me and want to go back.

After turning around alone, I could see that there were all fine products here. Even the French painter Paul Cézanne's "The Player of Cards" is sold here. Looking in through thick glass, the 12 is followed by seven zeros.

Good guy, $1.20 million, don’t try to pick it up if you miss it.

During this period of appreciation, Han Xuan has hundreds of ways to double the amount of money. It is not cost-effective. The price signs are all over the place, and they smack their lips from time to time, lamenting that it is better to come here as soon as they were born in 1983. In recent years, the prices of antiques have risen too quickly, and I always feel that they have lost a little.

"that!"

The answer was fast now. The old shop owner turned around and looked for a while, nodded and agreed, and asked Camille to give it to him.
Chapter completed!