Divine Eye Appreciation King

Chapter 62
"But when I sold it..."

"Antiques are all about eyesight. You don't know the market yourself, no wonder I am!"

The manager said with a sneer, "Want to buy and sell, but no one forces you. If you want to buy, pay for it, and if you don't buy, just leave!"

"You...you!"

The old man had blushed and was speechless for a long time.

In fact, this is where people hate the antique business. Many bosses in this business buy low and sell high.

Feng Wei could even guess that the manager knew the value of the jade belt long ago, but he still offered a low price of 3 yuan to buy it. Once he got it, he would immediately double it.

Of course, from the point of view of doing business, this is understandable, even Feng Wei did the same.

Therefore, most sellers now prefer to go to the auction house and bid for the auction after appraisal to avoid being profited by these second-rate dealers.

Seeing the grief and indignation on the old man's face, Feng Wei sighed in his heart, and said next to him: "20 is 20! I will pay for it!"

"Ah? How embarrassing, Appraiser Feng..."

The old man was surprised and delighted when he heard the words: "I... I have no money to pay back at all!"

"It's ok!"

Feng Wei waved his hand: "Since it is inherited from the ancestors, don't lose it..."

"Appraiser? Are you a colleague after a long time of trouble?"

The manager's face over there was a little ugly, he turned to look at the old man and said, "What's the matter, do you still want someone to mess with me?"

Since ancient times, colleagues have been enemies. Although Feng Wei behaved very low-key, it still made the manager a little upset. An appraiser?"

"Manager Wang, why do you need to get angry!"

Feng Wei smiled and said, "Since the old man has agreed to buy the jade belt for 20 yuan, why are you so persistent!"

"That's right!" The manager was amused when he heard it: "Anyway, someone is being taken advantage of. A copy of the Republic of China can buy ten pieces for 20..."

"you!"

The old man over there became angry again when he heard this.

But he was stopped by Feng Wei. He took out his mobile phone to pay and urged the boss to quickly take out the things and give them to the old man.

When the 20 was credited to the account, the manager looked at him with flickering eyes, and slowly took the jade belt out of the counter.

Although he didn't know who Feng Wei was, the manager was still a little suspicious. If the old man took 20 to redeem the jade belt, he would naturally be happy to make a lot of money.

But if a fellow appraiser volunteered to take out 20 yuan, how could he not be suspicious?
Seeing Feng Wei's calm face, Manager Wang became more and more suspicious. Could it be that he accidentally misread, this jade belt is not a fake at all?

However, although the shape is from the Ming Dynasty, the carving doesn't look very good. It should be a high-quality imitation of the Republic of China... But why is this kid willing to pay 20 yuan?
The more I thought about it, the more weird I felt, the boss turned his head: "Anyway, the money is collected, but he can't let him take advantage of it!"

"Crash!"

With a crisp sound, the jade belt fell to the ground again, breaking another three or four pieces immediately.

"Hey, what do you mean?" The old man suddenly became angry.

The manager leaned back: "You have bad hands and feet, can you blame me if you can't handle it?"

Feng Wei looked at the manager's gloating expression, and felt a little angry in his heart: "Isn't it too obvious to just throw the antique into the customer's arms?"

But it turned out that the manager just took out the jade belt and threw it directly at the old man. The distance between the two of them was two or three meters, and because they were too old to react in time, the jade belt flicked on him and fell to the ground again.

"Oh! Who thought he would react so slowly!"

Manager Wang said with a smile on his face: "At worst, I will refund you [-] yuan, and get rid of the money from those brands..."

"Forget it!" Feng Wei sighed, this guy doesn't seem to be dealing in antiques at first glance, he is probably a cultural relic dealer in charge of selling dirty things.

He could naturally guess what this guy was thinking, because seeing that he had offered 20 to take over, he was worried that he might miss something and misread something, so he simply broke it.

Only the kind of cultural relics dealer who became a monk halfway through the family would do such a worthless thing.

A serious antique pedestrian, even if he knows that he has misread it, he will never start with an antique. Even if it is a fake, as long as it is exquisitely made, it should be called a "handicraft". It is rare to beat it randomly...

However, Feng Wei didn't care about this guy, he walked over to take the old man's jade belt and looked at it: "It's okay, it's just a few cracks, I'll fix it for you later! It shouldn't be a big problem...By the way, Uncle, is your real surname Li?"

"Yes!" Hearing that it can be repaired, the old man finally heaved a sigh of relief: "My surname is Li!"

"If I'm not mistaken, this thing is indeed not from the Ming Dynasty!"

Feng Wei said with a smile: "To be exact, it should belong to Shun Dynasty!"

"Shun dynasty?" Uncle Li was a little confused: "Is there such a dynasty?"

On the other hand, when Manager Wang heard the words, his expression changed immediately.

Feng Wei explained with a smile: "The style of this jade belt should have been used by the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, so he"

As he said that, he pointed to the manager who changed his face and said: "I heard that you said it was inherited from your ancestors, so you will ask whether your surname is Zhu, but at the end of Ming Dynasty, Li Zicheng defeated BJ and established himself as the emperor of Dashun. The jade belt must be prepared, this jade belt should be his..."

"My ancestor is Li Zicheng?" The old man looked surprised when he heard this.

"This one is hard to say!"

Feng Wei smiled and said: "Li Zicheng has no children. Only his nephew Li Guo's branch has been passed down by descendants. However, there are many people named Li in King Chuang's army... You must keep this jade belt in the future, considering its historical value." , no less than 100 million."

"Oh shit!"

Over there, Manager Wang suddenly changed his color: "I've been in this business for 20 years, and it's the first time I've been cut off! Close the door!"

Following his roar, a few rough guys closed the door of the antique store, and also kicked out a few customers by the way.

"Yo? You can't write well, but you play martial arts?"

Feng Wei looked at the movement around him, with a familiar sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.

It's already 2202, why are there still strong buyers and sellers these days.

"Return 20 to you, keep the things!"

Manager Wang sneered: "Grandpa won't sell it today!"

"Manager Wang, there are rules in every line of work!"

Feng Wei pulled the panicked old man and said with a sneer: "What you did is a bit excessive!"

"How dare you tell me the rules with my fork?"

Manager Wang had a devouring expression on his face: "Little bastard, I brought you to my shop. If I don't teach you a lesson today, I will write the word Wang backwards..."

(End of this chapter)