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Text Chapter 187 Accompanying a beautiful woman to hunt for treasure

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    After Captain Wei left, Ji Yutong came over and said, "Okay, don't worry Dayang, I will protect you." The second sentence revealed her true nature: "Should we go treasure hunting?"  Zhang Yang looked at Ji Yutong speechlessly. This woman promised to protect him, so she probably wanted to follow him to pick up the leak.  "Okay, let's go inside and walk around." Zhang Yang said.  Ji Yutong laughed happily and said, "Haha, baby, I'm here." Zhang Yang shook his head, wondering why Ji Yutong's family was still short of money, like a money obsessed person.  Zhang Yang locked the door and took Ji Yutong into Panjiayuan. Looking at the crowded market at all times, Zhang Yang said with emotion: "It's true that gold is hidden in troubled times, and antiques are hidden in prosperous times!" "Stop sighing, go shopping for treasure!" Ji Yutong  road.  Zhang Yang shook his head and said: "What's the rush? Treasures are hard to come by. Let's take our time and see." Ji Yutong endured the anxiety and said: "Okay, okay." Today's luck is worse than yesterday. After watching ten  Among the stalls, Zhang Yang didn't see any old stuff. Ji Yutong said even more impatiently: "Dayang, when are we going to see this?"  It was all bought up," Zhang Yang said.  Ji Yutong followed Zhang Yang disappointedly. She felt that treasure hunting was not as interesting as she imagined, and said: "I thought they were everywhere and you could find them when you came in." Zhang Yang said: "Then it's not treasure hunting, but treasure picking.  ." The two people were talking and laughing, and then came to a stall.  The items at this street stall are very diverse, including calligraphy and painting, ancient coins, and porcelain.  Zhang Yang¡¯s footsteps finally stopped, and he breathed a sigh of relief, finally seeing the old thing.  Before Zhang Yang could speak, Ji Yutong called out: "Dayang, have you found a treasure? Which one is it?" The street stall owner looked at the young man funny and said with a smile: "If you like it, just take a look."  Zhang Yang pointed to a white bottle with a small lid on the ground and said: "That's it, show it to me!" The boss took a look and said: "Snuff bottle? My friend has a good eye. This is an old thing. It is made by Chen Guozhi, a master of porcelain carving.  "Zhang Yang smiled and picked it up and looked at it. It was an ivory snuff bottle with moist glaze, white teeth and pure white texture.  It is seven centimeters high and five centimeters wide at its widest point. In the hand, it is an inconspicuous gadget. There are two carp on the front and back. After reading, he handed the thing to Ji Yutong and said: "Look first."  Look." Ji Yutong looked at it suspiciously and said, "This is a snuff bottle. Is it really a treasure for such a small thing?" Zhang Yang ignored him and took out his phone to check about snuff bottles on the Internet. He thought of the boss.  The master Chen Guozhi mentioned really existed, but there are mostly imitations on the market, and genuine Chen Guozhi's works are hard to come by.  Zhang Yang is not sure whether this is Chen Guozhi's work, but it is an old thing. There is no doubt about it. The yellow Baoguang can determine his age.  Close Close ¡°Boss, what¡¯s the price?¡± Zhang Yang asked.  The boss looked at the two of them and said tentatively: "Twenty thousand!" Zhang Yang smiled and said to Ji Yutong: "Yutong, put down the things, let's go." "No, let's discuss it, brothers. This is the work of Master Chen Guozhi."  The boss said.  Zhang Yang said: "There is a snuff bottle on the market, and there are nine of them claiming that they are from Chen Guozhi." The boss smiled sarcastically, and it was indeed the case. They would say this about almost all snuff bottles, otherwise who could sell them at a high price.  ¡°Then tell me a price!¡± the boss said.  "Two hundred!" Zhang Yang said.  The boss quit and said: "This is too low, this is an old thing." Zhang Yang shook his head and said: "Brother, I just accompanied my girlfriend to buy something for fun. You don't have to fool me. It's an old thing. It's like picking up leaks.  Yes, I don¡¯t believe that. I like this thing. If you give me a real price, I¡¯ll buy it. If that doesn¡¯t work, let¡¯s go look at it elsewhere.¡± The boss looked at Ji Yutong, who was interested in everything, and stretched out his hand.  : "I want one thousand anyway!" "Eight hundred, if that's okay, I'll take it." Zhang Yang returned another price.  Although it is an old thing, the price of the snuff bottle is not high. Zhang Yang checked it online and found that if it is really a work by Chen Guozhi, it only costs tens of thousands of yuan, which can only be considered a small mistake, not to mention that it may not be the case.  The boss smiled and said: "Deal." In fact, this noseHe only spent a hundred yuan on the pot.  This is the case with snuff bottles. The same thing can be sold for 8,000 if you are fooled, and if you don't fool it, you can buy it for 800. The price advertised is exactly what he wants. As for the work of Chen Guozhi, he himself does not believe it.  .  "Are you done buying it now?" Ji Yutong asked.  Zhang Yang handed the snuff bottle to her and said, "Take it, it's just a small leak!" "Oh, how much is it worth?" Ji Yutong said.  Zhang Yang thought for a while and said: "Ten thousand or twenty thousand. If it can be confirmed that it is Chen Guozhi's work, the price can be higher, around fifty or sixty thousand." Ji Yutong said disappointedly: "Is that a little money?" Zhang Yang said speechlessly:  "It cost eight hundred, but it can be sold for tens of thousands. What else do you want?" Ji Yutong shook his head and said: "I want to pick up a big leak and buy it for several million or something. Otherwise, I can only get my Maserati in a year and a month."  "Zhang Yang said funny: "If it were so easy to pick up, there would be twice as many people in the market. Okay, take it, it's an old thing anyway, and it's not easy to find old things.  If you want to make money quickly, come and gamble with me that day. That¡¯s quick!¡± Ji Yutong came up and said calmly: ¡°That¡¯s what you said. You can make money quickly last time.¡±  I made more than 10 million, not like this, the difference of tens of thousands is too big." Zhang Yang shook his head and didn't say anything. Looking at the antiques, he made less. That's because he didn't come across any good things. Needless to say, there was nothing else.  , if you can buy a big jar of Yuanqinghua, you can earn 100 million in one go.  Zhang Yang has not been idle these days. He has read a lot about antiques online and knows that the most expensive thing in this industry is porcelain.  He was also looking at the porcelain just now, but unfortunately he didn't see any real ones, they were all imitations.  "Zhang Yang, come and take a look at this big can. It's very beautiful and colorful." Ji Yutong suddenly shouted.  Zhang Yang walked over and saw an old man squatting on the ground with a porcelain vase. As Ji Yutong said, the color of this large vase was very bright, just like a modern vase. There was no antique look at all. It was completely pink.  color, a round mouth, and a big belly.  The first impression you get is that it looks good, but just because it looks good makes people doubt that it is true.  It¡¯s like a vase sold in a store.  No wonder there are so many people passing by and almost no one looking at it, it¡¯s so fake.  "Zhang Yang, do you think this is a treasure?" Ji Yutong said.  Zhang Yang rolled his eyes and said, "Do you think so many people would turn a blind eye to it if it were a treasure?" Ji Yutong said, "Maybe they don't know the goods. Old man, how much does this vase cost?" "Two hundred thousand! This is me.  It was handed down from my ancestors, and I won¡¯t sell it for less than 200,000 yuan,¡± the old man said.  Zhang Yang looked at the old man funny. He had heard such stories too many times, but just in case, he still used his superpower to take a look. After reading it, Zhang Yang calmed down. The yellow color really has a history of more than a hundred years.
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