Chen Jing came back to his senses and looked naturally at the bronze bull head master on the street stall not far away.

Such exquisite bronze ware, in theory, the street stall owner should be able to know its value, but since the treasure appraisal eyes have been automatically identified, it means that it must have the value of finding a bargain.

In this regard, Chen Jing naturally would not believe in the divine eyes of treasure appraisal.

"What's wrong with Xiao Jing?" At this time, Zhao Zheng saw Chen Jing standing there and asked in confusion.

Chen Jingying said: "I saw something good."

Zhao Zheng was stunned and subconsciously said, "Leak?"

"We have to look at it again." Chen Jing responded, then walked straight to the street stall of the bronze bull head, and Zhao Zheng followed him.

The stall owner of this street stall is an old man in his sixties. He is wearing Zhongshan suit and looks like an appraisal expert. But in fact, it is definitely not, otherwise he would not have set up a street stall here.

Of course, setting up street stalls here may be just a hobby, but the value of the bronze bull head master is really a sign that his identification vision should not be too strong.

"Uncle, how is the business?" Chen Jing squatted down and asked casually.

The old man smiled and said, "It's okay, young man, what object do you like? The price is easy to negotiate."

Zhao Zheng also squatted down at this time, and said with a smile: "Brother, you are not at home and are still busy with your life."

The old man replied: "Hi, it's nothing to do at home. You can make some extra money and also move your body."

"Yes, that's not bad."

After chatting for a few words, Chen Jing looked at the various objects on the street stall for a few minutes before stretching out his hands and carefully picking up the bronze bull head.

Seeing Chen Jing picking up the bronze bull's head, Zhao Zheng's eyes flashed with curiosity and he also looked closer.

Seeing this, the old man also said, "Young man, you have a good vision. On my street stall, this bronze bull head master is the best value level."

"Oh? What do you say?" Chen Jing asked with interest.

The old man responded: "This is made of imitating the bronze heavy bronze 'Song Pot' from the middle and late Western Zhou dynasties. The overall effect is very exquisite. Although it is a imitation, its artistic quality is not bad. You should know this 'Song Pot', right?"

Chen Jing nodded and responded: "Yes, I know."

Songhu is a very famous cultural relic. It was from the Western Zhou Dynasty and was named after the person who made it called "Song".

There are two pieces of Song pot, one with a lid and the other without a lid. The one without a lid is collected in the National Museum, while the one with a lid is collected in the Palace Museum across the strait.

"Since you know, you should also know its value. It can be regarded as a national treasure-level cultural relic. Its imitation is naturally not bad. Just like my first bronze bull, it is very good whether it is collected or used as a home decoration."

After hearing what the old man said, Chen Jing knew in his heart why the head of the bronze bull obviously looks good and has the value of finding a bargain.

The reason is very simple. Although this old man saw that the bronze bull's first lord was a imitation of "Songhu", he thought it was a modern or modern imitation, but he did not see that it was actually a imitation of the Ming Dynasty.

The difference in this period is quite different, and the value gap is also quite large.

Thinking of this, Chen Jing asked directly: "Uncle, how do you sell your bronze bull head?"

Next to him, Zhao Zheng heard Chen Jing ask for the price, and he also confirmed that the head of the bronze bull was leaked, but he was also curious, because he had not yet seen that the head of the bronze bull was an imitation of the "Songhu" from the Ming Dynasty.

After hearing this, the old man thought for a while before responding: "Thirty thousand."

"It's a little expensive." Chen Jing responded immediately.

"Young man, this is not expensive. My first bronze bull is not an ordinary imitation. If you have collected it for more than ten years, your value may be several times more." The old man said happily.

Chen Jing smiled and said, "Uncle, the currency will definitely expand again in more than ten years, and the value of anything can be several times higher."

After a brief pause, he added: "Twenty thousand."

"That won't work, too little, too little." The old man shook his head repeatedly.

Seeing this, Chen Jing raised him a little more: "Then it's 26,000, and the number is also auspicious, so there can't be more." His attitude this time was very firm.

Hearing this price, and Chen Jing looked like he was the last price, the old man hesitated for a few seconds and nodded: "Okay, okay, just think I'm taking care of the young people."

Chen Jing smiled: "Then I will thank you."

Not long after, Chen Jing paid the money, took the protective box handed over by the old man, and carefully placed the head of the bronze bull in it.

"Young man, I think you're a bit of a dough. You're not from our Kyoto Antiques Store, right?" The old man took the money and was very happy at this moment, asking casually.

Chen Jingying said: "Well, I came from Changcheng."

"Changcheng Antiques?" When the old man heard this, he subconsciously showed a little contempt in his expression and said, "There are definitely more good things on your side than those in our Kyoto Antiques, right? I want me to tell you, young man, don't mess around in Changcheng Antiques, come to Kyoto, and ensure that you develop better than in Changcheng Antiques."

To be honest, the old man did not have much malice in his words, but he could still feel the arrogance he had when facing Changcheng Antique Tourist.

Chen Jing sighed in his heart and said, "No need, our Changcheng Antiques Store is also very good, and it will get better and better in the future."

"What's so good? You haven't even entered the top three antiques in Changcheng for so many years, right? Don't develop there anymore, there's no future." The old man was still persuading, and remembered something, and said, "But I heard that you seem to have a rising star on your side, and found the Jie Lu that has been left for thousands of years. What's the name Chen Jing?"

The old man shook his head and continued, "But he was from your Changcheng Antiques Business. I guess even if he had some identification and vision, he would definitely not be very powerful. If he found Jie Lu, he would be lucky."

Hearing this, Zhao Zheng's face looked a little ugly, and Chen Jing couldn't help but smile and said, "Haha, uncle, as you mean, if you guys in the antique industry in Kyoto find Jilu, it's not that they are mostly lucky but rely on their strength?"

"That's sure, our antique shops in Kyoto are not comparable to those of other antique shops." The old man responded proudly.

Chen Jing shook his head and said nothing more.

Just the same thing, some things are deeply rooted, and if you want to change, you can only uproot your roots.

"Hey, I've said so much, what's your name? Let's leave a contact information. If there are good items in the future, I'll show you again." The old man said again.
Chapter completed!