"It's not a joke, but we can discuss it." There was a hint of cunning in the shopkeeper's eyes, and he said with a smile: "You just said that this is something from the Republic of China? But I don't think so. After all, during the Republic of China, wars were raging.

, the current situation is turbulent. The kiln factory must also be affected, how can such exquisite things be produced."

"What the boss said is a bit unreasonable."

Wang Guan smiled and said: "According to your statement, those exquisite porcelains of the Republic of China on the market are all fakes. Although the porcelain of the Guangxu period can be regarded as a revival against the background of the decline of the porcelain industry in the late Qing Dynasty.

.The porcelain of the official kiln has a thicker body and a fine and white texture. There are indeed many fine products."

"However, in my opinion, although this thing is good, it is definitely not made by the Guangxu official kiln."

At this time, Wang Guan picked up Bijiashan, looked at it carefully, and commented: "Look, boss, this thing looks thick and dense. However, if you look closely, you can still see that there are many small brown eyes (black spots) on it.

It fully demonstrates the shortcomings of the craftsmanship. Although the things are good, there is definitely a gap compared with the Guangxu official kilns."

"On the contrary, private kilns during the Republic of China were able to produce many good things because they were responsible for their own profits and losses."

Wang Guan talked eloquently: "Of course, considering that Guangxu and the Republic of China are not far apart. If you want to say that this thing was fired on the last day of Guangxu, I won't argue with you."

"If that's the case, I might as well say it was during the Xuantong period." The shopkeeper couldn't laugh or cry.

"Haha, boss, let's stop arguing." Wang Guan chuckled and said: "Whether it was the late Qing Dynasty or the Republic of China, it was actually only a few decades. There is no sense of style on Beacon Mountain. If you talk about the late Qing Dynasty, I

When talking about the Republic of China, it’s just a matter of price. Anyway, the items are definitely not from the official kiln. If you insist on asking for 10,000 yuan, I can only say sorry."

"Okay, let's not argue. I'll suffer a little loss and give in." The shop owner said cheerfully: "It's only 9,000, and you can take the things."

"Boss, how can you take a step back? It's not even half a step."

Wang Guan smiled and said slyly: "If you take a step back, I will take a step forward, two thousand and one."

"Little brother, you are even more unkind." The shopkeeper shook his head and said dissatisfied: "I refunded one thousand, but you only raised one hundred. Are you treating me like a fool?"

Wang Guan was startled, a little confused by the sudden appearance of Trump by the shop owner, but he could barely understand the meaning.

Next, there is no need to go into details. The two started a tug-of-war, going back and forth, which lasted for more than ten minutes.

In fact, negotiating prices is the art of compromise, testing each other's psychological bottom line. This is a very test of patience. Whoever loses his composure first will lose.

"Five thousand."

Finally, the shop owner agreed on the price and was determined not to waver.

When Wang Guan saw this, he frowned, stood up, and asked softly: "Do you want five thousand yuan?"

"Is it a leak?" Yu Feibai asked quietly.

"Of course not." Wang Guan shook his head and said, "It's just that I saw something good, and it can be matched with Kuixing Xiaoyan and famous ancient ink to form a study set, so I just helped you negotiate the price."

"Hey, just swipe your card."

Yu Feibai let out a long sigh and weakly asked the shopkeeper to wrap up the Bijia Shan.

Seeing this, the shop owner muttered: "Little brother, don't think it's expensive. This thing is definitely from the late Qing Dynasty. At five thousand yuan, it's a great value for money. If I didn't like it for you, I wouldn't be willing to sell it.

"

"Back then, when I was with you..." Yu Feibai raised his eyebrows and was about to curse a few words to vent his anger.

Suddenly, Wang Guan grabbed him with one hand, shook his head and said, "Don't talk."

"What's wrong?"

Yu Feibai was a little confused. After paying and leaving the house, he said strangely: "He misled things from the Republic of China into genuine products from the Ming Dynasty, and I was deceived. It's not okay to complain now."

"You are exposing your shortcomings, which makes people laugh even more." Wang Guan whispered: "Besides, are you really sure that you bought fakes here before?"

"Of course, Yongfa Antique Shop, I will remember it forever... Hey, why is it Yongfeng Antique Shop?" Yu Feibai gritted his teeth, suddenly looked back, and was dumbfounded.

I saw that above the door of the antique store they walked out of, on the big signboard, the word "Yong" stood out very prominently. It was printed and dyed with different characters. It was very elegant and full of ancient style. However, behind the "Feng Antique Shop"

The word "Yong" is a few sizes smaller than the word "Yong". However, it is a standard font and is very clear at a glance.

However, it is indeed Yongfeng Antique Shop, not Yongfa Antique Shop as Yu Feibai mentioned.

There are only two reasons for this situation. Either Yu Feibai made a mistake and remembered Yongfeng as Yongfa. Or, he made an mistake and confused the two stores.

Wang Guan smiled half-heartedly and said, "Think about it, are the furnishings in the store the same as before? Especially the store owner, is he the one who deceived you back then?"

"this……"

Yu Feibai frowned, thought hard, and said hesitantly: "It seems, it seems, maybe... it's not here. I just saw the word "Yong" and rushed over. And after all, it's been so long, it's good to be able to remember the name of the store. Besides,

, the decorations in the store can be changed at will. As for the store owner...it's really not the same one back then."

"Then it's a mistake." Wang Guan said, seeming to be relieved.

"It seems like this." Yu Feibai blushed and felt very embarrassed.

"We've been making trouble for a long time, but it turned out to be a big mistake." Wang Guan was a little dumbfounded: "Fortunately, you didn't complain just now, otherwise the joke would have been too big."

"Stop talking and leave quickly."

Forget about Yu Feibai's shame, he took Wang Guan and wanted to leave this embarrassing place.

However, Wang Guan remained motionless, and with a strange expression on his face, he said slowly: "Fei Bai, do you remember what I just said, Uncle De has a friend who opened an antique shop here..."

"Remember..." Yu Feibai blinked in confusion, then his red face turned pale, and he said in shock: "You must not tell me that the name of this store is Yongfeng."

"Although it's a coincidence, that's the reality." Wang Guan said with a smile: "If there is no second Yongfeng antique store in the entire antique market, then it should be here."

Yu Feibai was embarrassed and anxious, and couldn't help complaining: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"What should I say?" Wang Guan said with a smile: "You were talking about Yongfa Yongfa, which sounded familiar to me. You dragged me in before you even opened your mouth and didn't even see the sign clearly."

For a moment, Yu Feibai had nothing to say, but in the blink of an eye, he felt happy again and said with a smile: "It's okay, okay, we didn't mention anything just now. Besides, spending money to buy something again is not an offense."

People."

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