Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Romance -> Have both wealth and wealth

Text Chapter 14 Lost in the East

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    Update time: 2012-06-03 With Zheng Hai coming forward, Luo Ping quickly put the bar fight completely behind him. Now that the afternoon was free, he stayed in Pincixuan all day long.  Growing up in an orphanage, he certainly knows that opportunities are hard to come by, and he also understands the principle of being sweet-tongued and hard-working to please people.  He kept the store spotless every day, and carefully wiped the antiques on the display cabinets clean with a rag. These days, he and Li Xiaoguang were getting along more and more harmoniously.  "It's a pity that he still doesn't know the secrets of antiques, he just wants to use the Pixiu on his hand to pick up the leaks.  Li Xiaoguang also fell in love with Luo Ping and taught him all his experience over the years. After deliberately testing him several times, he became more assured of Luo Ping's character and trusted him more and more.  Since Liu Qi had two stores in Jiangcheng and was occasionally too busy, he even asked Luo Ping to look at the store alone and encouraged him to boldly collect some things. Of course, the amount would not be too large.  This afternoon, Luo Ping was alone in the store, lying on a recliner, blowing on the air conditioner and reading a book, very leisurely.  A middle-aged man in plain clothes appeared at the door of the store, holding a small wooden box with a mottled appearance in his hand.  He looked up at the plaque at the door and then walked in.  Luo Ping greeted him with a smile, "You must have something to sell!" The middle-aged man nodded and carefully placed the small wooden box, which was about two feet long and only one foot wide, on the table.  "Boss, this is an old thing passed down from my ancestors. Please take a look at it." After the middle-aged man opened the lock on the box, Luo Ping found that there was a thick layer of newspapers in the box, and a newspaper on top.  A white porcelain vase, about 20 centimeters high, with a five-part melon-shaped body and two ears on the side.  Luo Ping took the porcelain vase in his hand and examined it carefully. He found that it was very similar to a set of Southern Song Dynasty Hutian melon-edge kettles in the warehouse, and he began to care about it.  "You are an old thing, but the workmanship is rough and it is not well preserved. I'm afraid I can't give you a high price." Luo Ping's words were quite satisfactory, and his tone was particularly gentle.  At the same time, he was thinking that the Southern Song Dynasty Hutian melon-rimmed pot in the warehouse cost only more than 2,000 at the beginning, but now it seems to have increased to about 10,000. If this one can be bought in for less than 10,000, he can make a small profit.  .  "How much is it?" The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, he seemed a little unhappy, and his tone of voice was slightly angry.  "1500", Luo Ping made the price after considering it.  ??Have you never eaten pork and seen pigs running away? Although Luo Ping has no business experience, he still knows how to bargain.  The middle-aged man's face suddenly darkened. He put the porcelain bottle into the small wooden box, closed the box, turned around and wanted to leave. Then he turned back and said, "I've heard that your Pingcixuan prices are fair. I didn't expect it to be better than theirs."  Hey, forget it, think I'm blind." "Wait a minute," Luo Ping stopped him hurriedly, "Then give me a price." "Ten thousand, if I wasn't in a hurry to buy a house, I wouldn't have bought this thing at all.  I will use it to sell it, and you can¡¯t buy it even if you want to buy it.¡± Seeing him dragging it for 2,500,000 yuan, Luo Ping really felt disgusted. According to his character, he really didn¡¯t want to accept this thing from him.  But thinking that this might be the first time he had received something, and that he could still make a little profit, he suppressed the evil fire in his stomach.  "Sir, I can see that you are also an expert. To be honest, this thing of yours is not fake, and the market price may be sold for seven or eight thousand, but that is also impossible to say. So, if you agree, you can sell it  Leave the things with us first, and we will help you contact the buyer. If the transaction is successful, we will charge a handling fee at the price you mentioned. "The man said impatiently: "I told you, I am in a hurry.  I don¡¯t want to sell this thing until I buy a house. How long will it take to put it here?¡± ¡°If everything goes well, it will only take a day or two, but you can¡¯t tell. Look, there are all our consignment items on the shelves over there.  The oldest items have been there for more than a month.¡± The middle-aged man looked back at the shelves filled with various types of porcelain and frowned.  "Forget it, I can't wait. You might as well make a price. If it's suitable, I'll sell it to you. Let me tell you, this is an authentic Southern Song Dynasty Hutian melon-rimmed pot. Although it is not a treasure, it is not a popular commodity.  Don't fool me with the price of one or two thousand yuan. " Luo Ping was secretly happy and had a good idea. After some bargaining, he accepted the item for five thousand yuan. This price was also the maximum authority given to him by Li Xiaoguang.  Afterwards, Luo Ping put the porcelain vase he had bought on his own table and admired it for a long time until Li Xiaoguang came back., he said as if offering a treasure: "Brother Li, I collected something, please take a look." Li Xiaoguang was a little surprised, nodded with a smile, and then picked up the porcelain bottle on the table and looked at it.  "I think this is a Southern Song Dynasty Hutian melon-rimmed kettle, which is similar to the one in our warehouse, so I priced it at five thousand. Brother Li, is it okay?" After careful inspection just now, Luo Ping has determined that his  There was no problem with the first sale, and the price was lower than the one in the warehouse, so when talking to Li Xiaoguang, he seemed very satisfied and proud.  Li Xiaoguang put down the porcelain vase, patted Luo Ping's shoulder lightly, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. The first time you collect something, you have to pay the tuition fee first. I was the same way at the beginning." The smile on Luo Ping's face solidified instantly. He couldn't believe it.  He asked, "Fake?" Seeing his expression, Li Xiaoguang smiled even more happily. He picked up the porcelain bottle and pointed out the flaws to him one by one, and said that this thing was worth at most three hundred yuan.  Luo Ping was so angry that he was gnashing his teeth. He was holding back a lot of anger and had no place to vent it. His face turned red and his neck became thick.  "No, I have to find him!" Luo Ping walked out with a dark face, and Li Xiaoguang quickly called him.  "The buying and selling of antiques is entirely voluntary. If the transaction is over, you have to admit it yourself if there is any problem. Besides, you paid for the price, so why are you looking for him?" "Isn't this a scam?" Luo Ping was secretly annoyed, feeling quite unhappy.  Taste, feeling that I have betrayed Li Xiaoguang's trust.  The more I looked at the porcelain bottle on the table, the angrier I became, and I wanted to smash it to pieces.  Li Xiaoguang smiled and put the porcelain bottle in the small wooden box and handed it to him, "Take it back and put it in a conspicuous place. I will look at it every day in the future. Only by learning a lesson can you make less mistakes in the future." After returning to the small building, Luo Ping  Sure enough, he put the porcelain bottle on top of the TV, sat on the sofa and sulked while watching it.  Long Xin brought a plate of frozen watermelon and walked over to look at the porcelain vase curiously.  "Brother Luo, is this an antique?" Luo Ping blushed slightly and coughed twice, "This is a fake, but I thought it looked pretty, so I took it back." "My uncle seems to have a few bottles like this, too.  I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s true.¡± Long Xin didn¡¯t seem to have much interest in this, so he said it casually, then put the fruit plate on the coffee table and called Luo Ping to eat watermelon.  "Long Xin, I heard that your uncle is good at martial arts and medical skills. Is it possible that he also collects antiques?" Luo Ping took two bites of the frozen watermelon, and the suffocation in his heart eased a little. Plus, Long Xin rarely wore something today.  The short-sleeved T-shirt exposed a section of Saiyu's fair arms, which made his eyes light up. He casually found a topic to chat with her, but his eyes kept rolling around Long Xin.  Long Xin slowly ate the watermelon in small mouthfuls. Hearing his question, he laughed, as if he remembered something extremely happy.  "Uncle Master is amazing. Not only is he good at medicine, but he can also tell people's fortunes. He also seems to recognize antiques. I remember that every time he goes up the mountain, he has to carry a big bag. I heard that it is filled with treasures he has found, and  My master said that he got the jade pendant on my body. "The yellow short-sleeved T-shirt on Long Xin's body is Xu Ting's. She wears it a little loosely, revealing a small piece of white and tender skin on her chest.  The black jade pendant was quietly stuck there.  Listening to her words, Luo Ping's eyes naturally shifted to Long Xin's chest, his breathing suddenly stagnated, and his eyes could no longer be separated. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????ackackce Down????????? in the throat, even though there is black jade as a contrast, the skin on Long Xin's body is too white, it's almost the same as flawless white jade.  Seeing that he was silent, Long Xin looked up and saw him staring at her chest with a pair of big eyes, shyly covering his chest with the watermelon in his hand.  After dinner, Xu Ting had not come back yet. Luo Ping and Long Xin cleaned up the dishes together, and then went to take a cold shower. When they went downstairs, they found Long Xin holding the small wooden box and looking around.  "Long Xin, what's wrong?" "I don't know where to put this box." These days, Long Xin has tidied up the house. It is no longer as messy as when Luo Ping lived here alone. She is doing some things for Xiaomu.  The box is worried.  "Give it to me." Luo Ping took it with a smile and took it to his room, trying to put the porcelain vase he bought last time into it.  This pastel bottle was the first thing he collected. Although only the base was real, it was still commemorative, so he prepared to keep it well, but found that the wooden box was a little shallow.  Luo Ping simply took out all the old newspapers spread in the wooden box, but it was still a little shallow. He took the wooden box and looked around for a while. He finally found it.Here comes the reason.  Although this small wooden box is about a foot high, which is supposed to be enough to hold the pastel bottles, the bottom is extremely thick, nearly an inch thick, which takes up a lot of space.  "How come there is such a thick bottom?" Luo Ping wondered, picked up the wooden box and knocked on the bottom board.  Boom, boom.  It¡¯s not the crisp sound I imagined, it¡¯s rather hollow and dull, like hitting a big ripe watermelon.  "Could it be that there is a mezzanine below?" He refreshed and looked at the small wooden box carefully.  The black paint on the surface of this wooden box has been mottled and peeled off a lot. The four corners are wrapped with iron sheets, including the place where the lock is installed. There are also iron sheets affixed to it. They are all rusty. It seems to be old.  Luo Ping repeatedly knocked on the bottom of the wooden box, placed his ear on it and shook it back and forth, but did not feel anything swinging inside.  But his curiosity made him decide to find out. He found a hammer and smashed the wooden box open with a bang.  There is indeed a mezzanine at the bottom of the wooden box!  "There is something." Luo Ping suppressed his excitement and opened up the broken wood piled all over the floor
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report