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Chapter 1510 Binding

"What's the matter?" asked Mr. Song.

"It's these portraits." Jian'er pointed to the portraits that were still on the table. "I'm not afraid of laughing at you guys. I've been stolen by the things like J. Nine out of ten, and the rest are stolen. The furs I know are also introduced by the original owner. How much is they worth and how to trade with those little J. I also want to ask a few old men and two curators to help me get a charter."

Jian'er also had her considerations about this. Although these old men did not necessarily understand these cultural relics, calligraphy and paintings of the country, don't forget that these old men are all the masters in the antiques business. Even if they are not good at it, it does not mean that they don't understand at all. After all, no matter how much they say, these people's eyes are still there, and things are good or bad, and they can't deceive their eyes.

Just take a step back and say that even if these old men don’t understand, there is no problem with using their connections and wanting to find someone who understands them to help them.

"Old Dou, it depends on you!" Old Master Song waved to Old Master Dou. Didn't this old man Dou just now say that Emperor Dou bulldozing (Jian'er looked at Old Master Song speechlessly, dear, he called Emperor Tuogu, not bulldozing.) and was so sensible? Why did he become humble?

"I am just a little bit of a fur," Mr. Dou replied with a wry smile. Although it is true that it is his strength to hold a pen and write with his hand, if it is something from J, he does not know much.

"That's better than us. Well, Old Man Dou, don't be silly. You have to know that this excessive humility is pride. If you have time in M ​​country, you might as well help our girl see what they are serious." Old Man Song said impatiently.

"Then I'll have a hard time." Jian'er owed to Mr. Dou.

"My honor, my husband." Old Master Dou nodded softly at Jian'er, and then sat in front without hesitation.

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Time passed by minute by minute, and a long time later, Mr. Dou finally breathed a long sigh of relief and put down the magnifying glass in his hand.

"How is it? Old Man Dou?!" Old Man Song asked nervously.

"Not bad!" Old Master Dou nodded slightly.

"How is it a good method?" Mr. Song was not satisfied. He really was. I wonder if they were anxious. How could this old man Dou keep it?

"I have looked at it carefully. Most of these portraits should be from famous painters in the past in J. Of course, some of them should be from their court painters. Well, most of these are single portraits..."

"That means these paintings should be very valuable?" Jian'er's eyes lit up. The more valuable these paintings are, the more beneficial they are to her.

"Not bad!" Mr. Dou nodded, "But these collections are considered unpopular in our country. There are not many people who like them, and they may not be able to sell at any price. But if you trade directly with J people, then there will be no trouble in this regard."

"I have something to bother you a few old men." Jian'er nodded to show her understanding, and then continued, "I heard that this transaction requirement is to barter. I wonder what suggestions do you have?"

"Girl, you want to ask how easy this thing is to make a good deal, right?" asked Mr. Song.

"It's still Grandpa Song who knows what the girl is thinking!" Jian'er flattered her as if she was a little dog-legged.

"This is really a little difficult." Several old men looked at each other and then said.

"What do you say?" Jian'er asked.

"Isn't this very obvious?" Mr. Song rolled his eyes at Jian'er, "Didn't you listen to Old Man Dou just now? These portraits were made by different painters in different periods, and the value is indeed very troublesome. So the best way is..."

Speaking of this, Mr. Song stopped and kept him in a silence.

"What is it? You always tell me carefully to the girl!" Jian'er hurriedly served Mr. Song a cup of hot tea with a kind look.

Mr. Song took the hot tea with satisfaction, then "sniffed" a sip, let out a long breath before continuing, "The best way is to tie it up!"

"What does it mean?" Jian'er frowned slightly, not very clear.

"Why don't you turn your mind?" Old Master Song said with a look of hating him and sang his fingers on Jian'er's little forehead.

"Grandpa Song..." Jian'er protested and angrily, holding the bounced place.

"Okay, okay, I'll say!" Mr. Song hurriedly comforted him, "Girl, you should also know, what kind of antiques are the most valuable in this antique business under the same conditions?!"

"What kind of antique is the most valuable?" Jian'er frowned slightly. This question was asked a little broadly, rare, representative, famous, exquisitely made..., antiques with such characteristics are the most valuable. But if they can match the current situation, then...

"Grandpa Song, do you mean, sell it in full set?" Jian'er said authentically.

"It's finally stolen!" Mr. Song looked at Jian'er with a look of relief, "You heard from Old Man Dou just now that although these paintings are all excellent, there is still a considerable difference in the value of master's works and painters' works. However, one of your flowers is commendable, that is, they are all portraits of emperors of the past dynasties of the country, so you can completely regard them as a series and do a one-piece deal! Either you don't want them all, or you just buy them together. In this way, if one set is calculated in a set, the value will naturally be higher. For these two, you can also avoid those little J people who have portraits of a certain emperor themselves, and then don't buy a certain picture directly, and then dismantle your series to make it unsettled. If you buy it again, it may not be able to afford the price. The key is that it is very troublesome."

"Grandpa Song said it well! OK, that's it!" Jian'er clapped her hands.

"There is another point next, but it depends on Director Yang." As he spoke, Mr. Song looked at Director Yang.
Chapter completed!
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