To be honest, he was a little jealous. This little girl was so lucky. You should know that porcelain from the Ming Dynasty was very rare. This little girl got a pair of them as soon as she bought them. It was amazing.
Gu Baozhu grinned. She was not only lucky, but most importantly she had good eyesight.
"Mr. Su, these pair of Longquan kiln celadon convex flower lotus pattern statues are of no use in my hands. If you like them, I can give them to you."
The purpose of controlling her is to make money. This pair of porcelain bottles is not based on her aesthetic taste. It is better to sell them for money.
Judging from Mr. Su's excited expression, he thought it could be sold for a lot of money.
Mr. Su looked surprised, "Are you sure you want to sell?"
Mr. Su was afraid that she would not understand, so he specifically told her the preciousness and future value of these pairs of porcelain vases.
Seeing him like this, Gu Baozhu's impression of him became even better.
Gu Baozhu insisted on selling it, but Mr. Su did not try to persuade him any more, and directly purchased this pair of Longquan kiln celadon-glazed embossed lotus pattern statues for 360,000 yuan.
When they heard the price, not only Gu Hongyi, his grandfather and his grandson were shocked, but also Fu Zhi, who had just come in, were also shocked.
"Three to three hundred and sixty thousand?" Fu Zhi stammered, eyes widening, "Mr. Su, are you sure you are not joking?"
Although there was indeed a person who bought a Yuanqinghua piece in the antique market last year and sold it for hundreds of thousands, the probability of that is almost one in a million.
Everyone wants to get rich, but not everyone can buy genuine products.
One was already remarkable, but unexpectedly another one appeared, a pair of porcelain vases worth 360,000 yuan. It was really eye-opening.
"Boy from the Fu family, what do you know? This is a real antique. Not only does it have a history of five hundred years, but it is also a work of art with exquisite craftsmanship and real historical and cultural heritage. Three hundred and sixty thousand is not a high price."
Mr. Su looked at the Longquan kiln celadon vase in front of him with fascination. This treasure is rare.
Fu Zhi walked over with a smile and handed over the Panlong bottle in his hand.
"Mr. Su, please help me take a look at this. This is the Panlong bottle I just bought from a stall. It was from the Qingli period. Please help me identify it!"
"Go! Go! Go."
Mr. Su smiled helplessly, this little guy had spent a lot of money in the past year, but unfortunately they were all fakes, and the old man often came to him to complain.
"Mr. Su, Grandpa Su, please help me take a look."
Fu Zhi is not shy either, he acts coquettishly towards Mr. Su.
Song Mingzhu's round eyes widened, as if she didn't expect that Brother Fu Zhi actually had such a side.
Even the shameless Fu Zhi was embarrassed to be stared at by his future wife.
"Little girl, 360,000 is the highest price I can offer. Are you sure you want to sell it?"
Gu Baozhu nodded and made the final decision, "Sell."
Gu Hongyi's grandfather and grandson couldn't help but swallowed. My dear, I just spent 35,000 yuan on the first leg, and earned 360,000 yuan on the back.
No wonder my daughter/sister-in-law says she is God’s biological daughter. This is not a biological daughter, so what kind of luck does it count?
"Then let's transfer the money via bank transfer."
Mr. Su couldn't wait any longer. After all the money and goods were paid, this pair of Longquan kiln celadon became his collection.
At his age, money no longer counts, he cares more about collections.
He came back from the port city just to look for various valuable antiquities. After finally encountering them, he must not let them go.
Gu Baozhu nodded, she also couldn't wait to get the money, so that she could buy without any scruples.
I thought that 50,000 yuan was enough. Who would have thought that it would be almost enough just to buy two houses. It seems that I still need to continue to make money.
After coming out of the bank, Gu Hongyi's grandfather and his grandson's footsteps were all wandering.
I didn't dare to relax while I was saving it, for fear of being robbed, but the owner of the deposit account himself was very calm.
"Weiguo, now that we have money, should we go see the next one?"
Gu Weiguo stumbled and almost fell down. So, little aunt, are you so impatient just to buy a house?
My dear, all this money is not enough for you to live in.
"Come on, nephew, let's go shopping."
Gu Weiguo's mouth twitched, you call buying a house shopping, you are really good at it.
On the other hand, Mr. Su also went back happily, ready to appreciate his Longquan kiln celadon, but he didn't expect that those little guys hadn't left yet.
"Grandpa Su, please help me take a look. I have a hunch that this Panlong bottle is definitely real. Please help me identify it."
Fu Zhi said nice things and beat his legs at the same time, and his dog-leg behavior was simply unacceptable.
But now Song Jianye had no intention of looking at him at all, and was focused on Gu Baozhu, who had just left.
It's not that he fell in love with Gu Baozhu at first sight, but that girl looked too much like the same person.
They are so similar that if it weren't for their age, they would be cut from the same mold.
He had seen photos of his grandma when she was young. At that time, she was wearing a simple and elegant cheongsam, which was very beautiful.
Grandma's family is a well-known family. Even during the Republic of China, it was a famous family.
Later, when the civil war broke out, the family gradually moved abroad, and only grandma's family did not immigrate.
Later, grandma married the well-matched grandpa. If grandpa hadn't retreated bravely, they would have suffered setbacks in the catastrophe. Fortunately, everyone made it through safely in the end.
It's just that grandma was weak and passed away a few years ago, and grandpa was sick for a while because of it. Thinking of the bad things his mother caused, he had a headache.
But this was his own mother, and there was nothing he could do except atone for his sins.
Fortunately, his parents are divorced now and his father can live a normal life.
Looking at his father these years, he also feels distressed. If his father is willing, he has no objection to him marrying Aunt Tang.
As for his mother, no matter what she did, he would provide for her in her old age. This is what a son should do.
He knew that his aunt and uncle were investigating his cousin's affairs these days, and now he suddenly saw a girl who looked similar to his grandma when she was young. Naturally, he was shocked.
But Mingzhu is still here, so it's hard for him to show it off, lest Mingzhu discovers anything.
Fu Zhi didn't know what his friend was thinking. He just wanted to know whether the Panlong bottle he just bought was real. This was related to his future wife, so he was still very nervous.
"How is Grandpa Su?"
"Quiet."
Mr. Su glared at him and continued his appraisal.
As time passed by, Fu Zhi's expression changed from expectations at the beginning to disappointment now. He always felt that he had been cheated again.
After a while, Mr. Su took off his glasses and put down the magnifying glass in his hand. He looked at Fu Zhi, who was looking at him absentmindedly, and couldn't help but shake his head.