Wanbao Street is the largest antique market in Ningjiang and is even famous throughout the whole of Jiangnan. Compared with Panjiayuan in Yanjing, its scale is not far behind!
As the saying goes: Gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times!
In this peaceful era, the market for antiques will continue to rise.
Rich people think that gold speculation is very tacky and the smell of copper is too strong, so antiques have become their favorite collectibles, which are low-key and luxurious without losing their connotation!
The antiques in Wanbao Street are all genuine and fake. Very few people buy genuine ones, and people who look at them are like crucian carp crossing the river.
But those who can open a store in Wanbao Street are all capable!
Su Tai aimed at "Porcelain Treasure House".
Eighty percent of Cibaozhai is ancient porcelain, and it has a brand effect. Eight out of ten pieces sold are genuine.
Of course, the price is also prohibitive for ordinary people!
Cibaozhai not only sells ancient porcelain, but also collects treasures. Compared with the random price-cutting in other stores, Cibaozhai's prices are relatively fair.
It was for this reason that Su Tai came over with the white glazed goblet.
But he never dreamed that Cibaozhai was not only famous, but also had the ability to bully customers!
"This white glazed goblet is fake!"
Although Feng Yuan, the owner of Cibaozhai, said this, he carefully put the white glazed goblet back into the brocade box.
"Impossible!" Su Tai didn't believe it.
He spent millions on this white-glazed goblet, and he collected it after asking for appraisal many times. There is absolutely no way it is fake.
"Boss Su, I see that you are also a collector. Although this cup is fake, it looks very similar. If I hadn't seen the real thing, I would have been struck by it."
Feng Yuan paused, "Let's do this. I'll give you 100,000 and treat it as a friend. I won't let you suffer too much!"
After hearing this, Su Tai finally knew what the other party was planning.
Antiques are real, and fake ones are worthless. No one is willing to spend 100,000 yuan to buy a fake one!
It was obviously Feng Yuanbao's idea, but he didn't want to spend so much money.
Although Su Tai didn't have much ability, he had been in the antique business for so many years, so he could naturally see the tricks involved.
"In that case, forget it!" Su Tai picked up the brocade box and prepared to leave.
Snap!
Feng Yuan pressed the brocade box on the table, "Boss Su, you brought something and invited me out. If you don't leave anything behind today, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to leave!"
Su Tai was shocked and angry, "Boss Feng, I have bought a lot of treasures from you. I won't say whether they are true or false. After all, I can't blame others for having my eyes opened, but the friendship is still there, right? We can still be together.
Friend, you actually did this to me!"
Feng Yuanpi said with a smile: "This is the antique business. If you don't sell this thing to me today, believe it or not, no one in Ningjiang will dare to accept your things?"
Su Tai felt a sense of sadness.
I remember that before the old man became a monk, Feng Yuan fawned over him all the time. Now things have changed and his attitude has changed 180 degrees. It is really like a tiger falling on the plain and being bullied by a dog!
"Boss Feng, this cup only sells for five million, not even a penny less. You are not the only one making antiques in Ningjiang!"
After all, Su Tai was once the second generation ancestor, and his temper was naturally very stubborn. "It doesn't matter even if no one accepts me. At worst, I will hide it for the rest of my life!"
Feng Yuan's eyes suddenly narrowed, "If you don't know what's good, you can't even hope to keep this thing if you take it out from here."
Su Tai ignored his words and directly held the brocade box to leave.
Who knew that Feng Yuan winked at the waiter, and immediately three or four people held Su Tai down, while Feng Yuan went to get the brocade box with excitement on his face!
They couldn’t deceive people, but they actually robbed them instead!
Su Tai kept struggling, but he was no match for the three or four young men. When he saw Feng Yuan pulling the brocade box hard, he became heartbroken and smashed the brocade box to the ground.
The muffled bang was mixed with the sound of breaking porcelain.
Feng Yuan's heart suddenly tightened, and he opened the brocade box tremblingly. He saw that the white glazed goblet inside had been broken into seven or eight pieces, and he was instantly heartbroken.
Unexpectedly, Su Tai would rather smash the thing than give it to him. He suddenly became furious and said, "Hit me, beat me to death!"
Several guys immediately punched and kicked Su Tai.
Su Tai could only hold his head and let the other party keep greeting him!
Having lived for more than 40 years, Su Tai had never suffered such injustice. His whole body was in unbearable pain, but his heart was even more painful.
It’s hard for anyone to accept that five million white-glazed stemware is just gone!
In fact, Su Tai gave Feng Yuan the white-glazed goblet, and at least there was a consolation prize of 100,000 yuan. Even if he didn't have the 100,000 yuan, at least he wouldn't be beaten like this.
But the third master of the Su family couldn't bear such grievance.
I’d rather have the jade broken into pieces than completely destroyed!
Su Tai curled up, holding the brocade box and letting fists hit him like raindrops.
He has never regretted his incompetence so much as he does today!
Su Tai didn't know how he left Cibaozhai. He developed a high fever after returning home. By the time Su Yinglong and Shen Yi arrived, he fell into a coma.
Zhao Fengjuan wiped Su Tai's wounds while wiping her tears.
Even though she was mean to Su Yingxue, she was wholeheartedly devoted to Su Tai. When her son came back, she immediately shouted to go to the hospital.
Shen Yi stepped forward to check, "There's no big problem, just rest for two days and it'll be fine! What happened?"
Zhao Fengjuan told Su Tai's experience in an exaggerated manner.
"I have long said that you should not play with antiques and use them as food, but he always refuses to listen!" Zhao Fengjuan wiped away tears again as she spoke.
Su Yinglong also echoed beside him, somewhat confused about his father's hobbies.
Shen Yi disagreed, "Antiques are not meaningless. There is a sense of history behind each antique. Playing with antiques may not provide enough food and clothing, but you can feel the stories behind them. This is the value of their existence!"
"
It was rare for Shen Yi to say such philosophical words, but if he really wanted to exchange antiques for the red plums in his hand, he would probably not agree.
Su Yinglong grimaced, "Brother-in-law, you think too highly of my father. In his eyes, antiques are not historical stories, just because they are valuable!"
A son is better than his father, and vice versa.
Speaking of this, Zhao Fengjuan became even more angry and put the brocade box in front of Shen Yi, "Now its value is only warning!"
Shen Yi opened it and immediately fell into a trance.
You can't see the white glazed goblet inside the brocade box, it's clearly a pile of broken porcelain pieces!
Su Tai was still holding the brocade box when he was beaten. The already broken white glazed goblet was shaken again, and now it was completely broken. When shaken, it was almost like a sand hammer!
The original value of a white glazed goblet is worth some money even if it is broken and repaired.
But now it has been broken into hundreds or even thousands of pieces. When it is poured out, it can cover the coffee table. It still takes up space when it is regarded as garbage!
At this time, Su Tai woke up leisurely. When he learned that the porcelain piece on the coffee table was his white-glazed goblet, he rolled his eyes and almost fainted again.
It hurts!
It hurts so much!
Five million is just gone!!
"Without the white glaze goblet, how can I return the money to Guo Junchao? The Guo family will not let us go!" Mr. Su Tai burst into tears and was heartbroken.
Shen Yi sighed helplessly, "Don't be sad, you can still make it up!"