"coming."

Zhang Hao walked over quickly.

When I got closer, I saw that Grandpa Zhao was holding a light green porcelain bottle engraved with dragon patterns.

It's just that the porcelain bottle is poorly made and looks fake at first glance.

"Xiao Zhang, do you think this antique is real?"

Grandpa Zhao's voice was very low, for fear of being heard by the boss.

"Fake."

Zhang Hao gave the answer directly without any hesitation.

At the same time, he was also confused.

Doesn’t Grandpa Zhao know a lot about antiques?

There are so many small particles on the surface of the porcelain bottle that you can't tell whether it is genuine or not?

Could it be that his old eyesight is dim?

"Xiao Zhang, look here."

Grandpa Zhao pointed to the bottom of the porcelain bottle with his finger.

"No need to look, it must be fake... huh?"

Zhang Hao was suddenly stunned.

He found that the bottom of the bottle was very different from the body of the bottle.

The bottom of the bottle is not only delicate in workmanship, but also shiny.

Only real antiques can have such good texture and glaze color.

More importantly, there are six words on the bottom of the bottle: Made in the Qianlong Year of the Qing Dynasty!

At this time, Grandpa Zhao laughed.

He understood something from the change in Zhang Hao's expression.

"Boss! How much does this porcelain bottle cost?"

Grandpa Zhao asked directly about the price.

Because it’s useless to talk too much.

If the boss hears discussing with Zhang Hao, he will definitely charge a high price.

As for whether this antique is real, I already have the answer in my heart.

"1000000!"

The bald boss said a price that even he thought was outrageous.

But he is very confident.

Because as long as a customer researches antiques, it means they want to buy them.

After all, I have been in this business for several years, and I am very familiar with customers' little ideas.

"1000000?"

Grandpa Zhao frowned, but he did it on purpose.

"Boss, are you kidding me? 1 million? Why don't you say 10 million? No more!"

"Don't be angry, brother, then you can tell me a price."

"100,000!"

"No, your big knife cuts too hard, 950,000!"

"90,000!"

"Ah?" The boss was suddenly stunned.

"80000!"

"Why did you lower the price instead of raising it..."

"70,000!"

"Okay, okay, deal for 100,000 yuan!"

“Swipe your card!”

Grandpa Zhao suppressed his excitement and took out his bank card.

The boss also suppressed his excitement and took out the POS machine.

Both of them have their own hidden agendas.

"etc!"

Just when the bank card was about to be inserted into the POS machine's slit, Zhang Hao came over.

"I'll give you a price, 2000!"

Although it can be seen that the bottom of the porcelain bottle is a real antique.

But only that piece is there, the rest are all spliced ​​together and are worthless at all.

It's like the lyrics: A peerless painting will lose value if a corner is missing.

No matter how valuable a treasure is, once it is damaged, it will be worthless.

"2000? Are you kidding? This old man is offering 100,000!"

"That's because he's old and confused. You can decide whether to sell it or not."

"Not for sale!"

"If you don't buy it, I'll throw it down!"

Zhang Hao took Grandpa Zhao and left.

Grandpa Zhao immediately became anxious.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard the boss speak.

"Okay, 2000 is 2000, no more counter-offering!"

Grandpa Zhao was slightly stunned.

Unexpectedly, the boss actually agreed.

Zhang Hao frowned slightly.

Damn! I’m cumming again!

Soon, Grandpa Zhao paid the money and walked away happily with the antique.

"Xiao Zhang, you are still awesome. You only spent 2,000 yuan to get the antique."

"2000 is too expensive for me. I should have said 300 at that time."

"hey-hey."

Grandpa Zhao smiled and frowned when he looked at the antique in his hand.

After hesitating for a moment, his expression became serious.

"Xiao Zhang, according to the rules of the industry, since we discovered the antique, each of us should have half of it."

"No, it's only 2,000 yuan, you can take it."

"If I said this antique is real, would you believe it?"

"If you don't believe it, if this is true, I'll eat it."

"I can't bear to let you eat. There are too many people here. Let's wait until we get to the car."

Zhang Hao smiled indifferently.

If you are not stupid, how can you not tell the truth?

After a while, Zhang Hao and Grandpa Zhao came to the parking spot.

As soon as he got into the car, Grandpa Zhao started talking.

"Xiao Zhang, you have already seen that the bottom of the bottle is real, but the rough parts are not spliced ​​together, but deliberately fake. In our jargon, it means confusing the real with the fake."

"What's real and what's fake? So the antique is real?"

"Yes, this is a genuine Qianlong celadon dragon relief sculpture from the Qing Dynasty."

"I do not believe."

"I know you won't believe it. I'll ask someone to appraise it when I get back. I conservatively estimate it to be worth at least 100 million!"

Zhang Hao smiled and said nothing.
To be continued...