"Hey, it sounds good."

Gao Dequan was somewhat interested, but also felt strange and said: "Wang Guan, if this thing is really what you said, it should be valuable for collection, why don't you get it?"

Seeing that Uncle Cao was listening with his ears straightened up, Wang Guan smiled vaguely and said, "The price the uncle is asking is too high, I can't afford it."

"How much price does he offer, and you can't even eat it?" Gao Dequan asked curiously.

"Uncle, how much do you want to quote? Please give me a real number."

At this time, Wang Guan deliberately covered his phone and asked seriously: "Don't fool people with one million dollars or something like that."

"Six hundred thousand!" Uncle Cao said quickly, adding one hundred thousand to the five hundred thousand he and Wang Guan just said.

Wang Guan didn't find it strange that the price was sky-high and the money was paid back on arrival. The initial quotation and the final price reached were never the same number.

Wang Guan told the price, and thousands of miles away, Gao Dequan also heard Uncle Cao's voice through his mobile phone. He frowned slightly and said decisively: "Wang Guan, if you think something is good, then it means Jigu

Zhai came forward and discussed with that person. Once you have agreed on the price, tell me and I will send the money. When you go to work, you can bring the things over."

After saying that, Gao Dequan hung up the phone directly. Hearing the beeping sound in his ear, Wang Guan suddenly felt a sense of trust, and at the same time he also understood that this was a test that was not big or small.

At this moment, seeing Wang Guan put away his cell phone, Uncle Cao said anxiously: "Niece, what did the other party say?"

"This is a client of mine. He is really interested in the inkstone and trusts me, so he asked me to talk to you." Wang Guan smiled and said, "Actually, I also think that this inkstone is not worth 600,000 yuan.

It’s almost 10,000 yuan.”

Three hundred and sixty thousand, exactly ten thousand more than the official who visited the thatched cottage three times.

"My eldest nephew, how can you turn your back on me?" Uncle Cao said dissatisfied: "This is too unethical of you."

"Uncle, I can't let you do things that are entrusted and loyal to others." Wang Guan said with a smile: "After all, the customer is God. I also hope that he will help me more in the future and buy more antiques for me to take.

Here’s the commission.”

Wang Guan's frankness actually made Uncle Cao lose his anger.

After thinking about it, Uncle Cao stretched out his hand and said: "Nephew, we are not playing tricks. Five hundred thousand is missing, one hundred thousand is missing. You should be able to explain it."

"Four hundred thousand."

Without waiting for Uncle Cao to complain, Wang Guan took the lead and said: "Uncle, this inkstone is probably worth this price. Otherwise, even if you auction it to the provincial capital auction company, you may get 500,000. However, the auction company,

But you have to take a commission. Including taxes and the like, maybe it’s not even 400,000."

Uncle Cao hesitated. He naturally knew that Wang Guan was telling the truth. He just couldn't bear the commission from the auction company, so he took it back and sold it. Offering one million to the official was just out of anger. But the current price of four hundred thousand, but

Real money. I missed it. I don’t know if anyone else offers such a high price.

After hesitating for a while, Uncle Cao suddenly said: "Fifty thousand, I'll give you 20,000."

"Well!"

Wang Guan was stunned, and then realized that this was a kickback. At that moment, he said with a smile: "Uncle, this is related to the issue of credibility. If people know that you and I teamed up to deceive customers, then there will be no me in the industry."

We have a foothold."

"Of the four hundred and ninety thousand, 30,000 are yours." Uncle Cao took another step back.

Wang Guan made a calculation and suddenly said according to the case: "Four hundred and fifty thousand, I don't want any kickback. If it works, I will do it. If it doesn't work, I will pull it down."

"become!"

Uncle Cao nodded slowly, with a smile on his face: "Nephew, you are really honest. You are too honest, and you will suffer easily."

Wang Guan smiled and did not defend himself. After editing the text message, he asked directly: "Uncle, it's OK. I have quoted the price. If the other party agrees, how will the money be given to you?"

"Just transfer money. There is too much cash, and I can't carry it." Uncle Cao smiled, seeming a bit cunning.

"good."

Wang Guan reported his account number again and waited for Gao Dequan's reply.

Not long after, Wang Guan suddenly heard a loud ringtone on his mobile phone. Then, under Wang Guan's surprised gaze, Uncle Cao smiled awkwardly, took out a brand new and dazzling mobile phone from his pocket, and skillfully checked the text messages.

"The money has arrived."

Uncle Cao beamed with joy, and then he was unambiguous. He went back to the back room and took out the Kuixing inkstone, handed it to Wang Guan, and said with a smile: "Here you go, take a look to see if it's right."

Of course Wang Guan checked it and even used his special ability. When he saw the treasure light on the inkstone, he nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "That's it, I'll leave first. Of course, if there are any treasures at home, you can always

Call me over."

"Alas, I have lost everything, and there is nothing left." Uncle Cao sighed.

Wang Guan didn't know whether Uncle Cao had lied, but that didn't matter. With his help, Wang Guan tied a box of ancient ink to the back of his motorcycle, started the engine, and drove away slowly.

From then on, Wang Guan never saw Uncle Cao again.

After a long conversation with his uncle, Wang Guan learned that on the second day after the deal was concluded, Uncle Cao had moved away from the village. No one knew where he had moved.

Wang Guan guessed that Uncle Cao was worried about the official's revenge, so he simply flew away and found a place where no one knew him to spend his remaining years.

After knowing the news, Wang Guan felt quite regretful. Because he felt that Uncle Cao should still have a lot of good things in his hands, which were treasures confiscated in that era. However, it is estimated that Uncle Cao still had a lot of good things.

I am also worried that there are too many things and people will be jealous, so I only sell one or two items.

Of course, Wang Guan couldn't tell whether that was the case.

However, Wang Guan did learn a lot of experience and lessons from Uncle Cao. For the first time, he had a deep understanding of the complexity of the antique collection industry.

A person is supposed to be a kind and simple old man who can tell lies without blinking an eye. Needless to say, a true professional expert's methods may be even more bizarre and changeable.

Wang Guan sighed in his heart. After more than an hour, he successfully returned to the county town. After that, his first thing was not to go home, but to go directly to the bus station. Then, he packed and checked a box of ink ingots.

After all, a box of things is too conspicuous. Wang Guan can be sure that taking the things home will inevitably cause his mother to worry about it. It is better to do less than to do more. It is better not to cause trouble for himself.

After completing the formalities, Wang Guancai took Kuixingying Shi Xiaoyan back. After arriving home, he first took the inkstone back to the room and put it away, and then reported to his mother about the visit.

Wang Guan naturally knew what to say and what not to talk about. Soon it was evening. After having dinner and watching TV for a while, Wang Guan felt bored and returned to the room.

Lying on the bed, thinking of what happened today, Wang Guan closed his eyes and carefully concentrated on the experience... Recommendation votes are facades.

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