Chapter 105： snuff bottle 1
As the saying goes: gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times. This saying has been circulating among the people.
Although Xinghai City is an international metropolis, its history and culture are still profound. In addition, there are many people who like antiques. The antique street in Xinghai City is also one of the top ten famous antique markets in China. Therefore, The amount of antiques, jewels, and collectibles traded here every year is worth a lot.
Many tourists from other places come here especially on holidays and weekends, which are even more crowded. The last time I came to buy wool, Qiao Yian didn't dare to go to the antique trading area of Qianjie, so he slipped directly into the back street of the antique market through the back door to find jade wool.
This time, she lost her eagerness to make money. Qiao Yian was very leisurely when she came, so she got out of the car from the front door and walked around like a horse, looking at the scene of this antique street in front of her.
She had been to this antique street several times in her past life, but every time she passed by in a hurry, she didn't look at it carefully at all. I didn't even go in and look at an antique shop. Looking at many people in the crowd, walking and stopping in front of the booths, Qiao Yian was also interested. Can these eyes identify the authenticity of antiques?
In her eyes, there was no change in this ordinary item, which Qiao Yi'an had experimented with in the dormitory before. It would be nice if those antiques could exude halo and anger just like the jadeite jade I had seen before.
Qiao Yian squatted down. She has nothing to do with anything today. Now she can take a look at these stalls. If you can't wait, go to some well-known antique shops to find them. If there are no antiques that will produce a vision, it means that her eyes are , I'm afraid it can only have an effect on jade...
Thinking about these things in a mess, Qiao Yian raised his legs and walked to the booth closest to him. There were quite a few people watching in front of this booth, there were four or five, and one of the old men was squatting in front of the booth. Looking through the two collections in his hand.
Qiao Yian glanced slightly, and saw that the other party was holding a yellow wooden carved snuff bottle in his left hand, and a large carved bronze mirror with a palm in his right. , she couldn't see the original cleanliness at all, if it wasn't for this person who was messing around with the stall owner about the prices of these two things, she really didn't realize that it was a bronze mirror.
"Old Qin, I'm also a regular customer, so you should be expensive. You asked me 160,000 yuan for two items, how could the price be so high? This snuff bottle is also carved from a bamboo root, so why not use it? 100,000?" The old man squatted in front of the booth, spitting out his words, and his expression of rapturous expression did not look like an old man in his 70s or 80s.
The stall owner who was called Lao Qin was obviously not too young, and also had white hair. He raised his brows and said unhappily, "Lao Yu, don't say this in front of me, you and I don't know! It's just a rabbit who doesn't see it. No hawks! Of the two things I have, one of them must be real, or you will definitely not buy the things from my booth!"
"Hey! Why are you like this? I came all the way here, not because you said it's new!" The old man blew his beard and stared, "I asked you before I bought it, how much is this gadget? Pieces, you said eight thousand... As soon as I bought this, you found me ten times the price!"
Although Xinghai City is an international metropolis, its history and culture are still profound. In addition, there are many people who like antiques. The antique street in Xinghai City is also one of the top ten famous antique markets in China. Therefore, The amount of antiques, jewels, and collectibles traded here every year is worth a lot.
Many tourists from other places come here especially on holidays and weekends, which are even more crowded. The last time I came to buy wool, Qiao Yian didn't dare to go to the antique trading area of Qianjie, so he slipped directly into the back street of the antique market through the back door to find jade wool.
This time, she lost her eagerness to make money. Qiao Yian was very leisurely when she came, so she got out of the car from the front door and walked around like a horse, looking at the scene of this antique street in front of her.
She had been to this antique street several times in her past life, but every time she passed by in a hurry, she didn't look at it carefully at all. I didn't even go in and look at an antique shop. Looking at many people in the crowd, walking and stopping in front of the booths, Qiao Yian was also interested. Can these eyes identify the authenticity of antiques?
In her eyes, there was no change in this ordinary item, which Qiao Yi'an had experimented with in the dormitory before. It would be nice if those antiques could exude halo and anger just like the jadeite jade I had seen before.
Qiao Yian squatted down. She has nothing to do with anything today. Now she can take a look at these stalls. If you can't wait, go to some well-known antique shops to find them. If there are no antiques that will produce a vision, it means that her eyes are , I'm afraid it can only have an effect on jade...
Thinking about these things in a mess, Qiao Yian raised his legs and walked to the booth closest to him. There were quite a few people watching in front of this booth, there were four or five, and one of the old men was squatting in front of the booth. Looking through the two collections in his hand.
Qiao Yian glanced slightly, and saw that the other party was holding a yellow wooden carved snuff bottle in his left hand, and a large carved bronze mirror with a palm in his right. , she couldn't see the original cleanliness at all, if it wasn't for this person who was messing around with the stall owner about the prices of these two things, she really didn't realize that it was a bronze mirror.
"Old Qin, I'm also a regular customer, so you should be expensive. You asked me 160,000 yuan for two items, how could the price be so high? This snuff bottle is also carved from a bamboo root, so why not use it? 100,000?" The old man squatted in front of the booth, spitting out his words, and his expression of rapturous expression did not look like an old man in his 70s or 80s.
The stall owner who was called Lao Qin was obviously not too young, and also had white hair. He raised his brows and said unhappily, "Lao Yu, don't say this in front of me, you and I don't know! It's just a rabbit who doesn't see it. No hawks! Of the two things I have, one of them must be real, or you will definitely not buy the things from my booth!"
"Hey! Why are you like this? I came all the way here, not because you said it's new!" The old man blew his beard and stared, "I asked you before I bought it, how much is this gadget? Pieces, you said eight thousand... As soon as I bought this, you found me ten times the price!"
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