I transmigrated into the villain rich second generation in urban novels

Chapter 115【115】Don't pollute my eyes with garbage of less than a million
Seeing that Ning Wenrou came back again, the boss smiled at her: "Beauty, you came back when you heard I said there are good things!
The angry Ning Wenrou ignored the boss, while Lin Xiaotian smiled lightly and said: "Listen to what you said just now, you have something good here, so please introduce it to me."

"You're still a handsome guy, you have vision." The boss smiled, then took a porcelain bowl from the booth, and introduced it triumphantly: "This is Changsha kiln porcelain from the Tang Dynasty."

"Changsha kiln is one of the three major export porcelain kilns in China, and it is also the birthplace of colorful underglaze ceramics in the world. So far, more than 1 pieces have been unearthed in the world."

"The one in my hand was bought in Changsha last year."

Lin Xiaotian took the porcelain bowl in his hand, felt it, and found that it was indeed real.

The boss smiled and asked: "How is it? It's true!"

Lin Xiaotian returned the porcelain to the boss, and said lightly: "It's true, but your porcelain is too small, the shape is not very beautiful, and there are no words and pictures. It is worth hundreds of thousands at most, which is nothing nice one."

"Isn't this a good thing?" The boss hurriedly put the porcelain bowl in front of Lin Xiaotian's eyes.

"It's worth hundreds of thousands, what a good thing." Lin Xiaotian deliberately reached out and touched his chin, showing the 500 million Vacheron Constantin on his right hand in front of the boss, and said disdainfully.

Looking at the watch on Lin Xiaotian's hand, the boss looked shocked.

There are not many young people in Jianghai who can wear this kind of watch!

The boss looked at Lin Xiaotian's clothes and temperament before, and felt that he was not an ordinary person. Unexpectedly, he greatly underestimated him, and said with a smile: "In front of you, it is really not a good thing."

"Okay, I'll pick a few more for you to see."

"Don't pollute my eyes with less than 100 million garbage." Lin Xiaotian said in the tone of a playboy
The boss looked at the booth for a long time, and found that none of his things could be worth 100 million in the eyes of a knowledgeable person.

"Have you found it yet?" Lin Xiaotian pretended to be impatient and said, "If I can't find it, I will look elsewhere."

"Handsome guy, wait here for a while, I'll go back and get you something really good." In order to keep Lin Xiaotian, a big client, the boss gritted his teeth.

"Yeah." Lin Xiaotian nodded, showing a happy expression: "Hurry up and come back!"

After the boss left, Ning Wenrou asked softly: "Brother Xiaotian, do you really think of a way to deal with this profiteer?"

"Of course." Lin Xiaotian smiled confidently: "You will know how I tricked him later."

Ning Wenrou smiled sweetly, already thinking about the tragedy of waiting for the boss.

"Handsome, let me show you something really good."

The boss appeared again, still holding a box in his hand, and shouted at Lin Xiaotian before he got in front of him.

Seeing the box, Lin Xiaotian found that the box was quite exquisite, and guessed that there might indeed be some good things hidden in it.

The boss put the box in front of Lin Xiaotian, and said triumphantly, "This is a family heirloom of my family. I am willing to show it to you because the handsome guy is very knowledgeable."

Lin Xiaotian said calmly: "Open it and let me have a look."

"How about this set of cups?" The boss slowly opened the box and said triumphantly.

"Haha."

Seeing this cup, Lin Xiaotian laughed unexpectedly.

The boss asked dissatisfiedly: "Handsome guy, what are you laughing at?"

Ning Wenrou pointed to the cup in the box and asked suspiciously: "Brother Xiaotian, why is this cup the same as the one you gave me?"

Lin Xiaotian nodded with a smile, then pointed to this set of cups: "Boss, where did you get this set of fake cups from?"

"Don't talk nonsense! This set of cups was passed down from my grandfather to my generation, how could it be fake."

The boss is in a hurry.

Lin Xiaotian asked with a smile: "Do you know the origin of this set of cups?"

The boss proudly introduced: "This is the Twelve Flower Cups of the emperor with braided hair. This set of cups is the first time that "poems, books, paintings, and seals" are used together on the same vessel, and each cup is painted with an application. Shihua refers to famous women in history, and corresponding poems are inscribed."

"My grandpa told me when I was a kid that he bought this set of cups from a Baylor after he stepped down with his pigtails."

Listening to the boss's introduction, Lin Xiaotian just smiled faintly, and at this time Ning Wenrou had already taken out the cup that Lin Xiaotian gave yesterday from her bag, put it in front of the boss, and said firmly: "Your cup is fake, mine is real .”

"Your is fake." The boss retorted.

Lin Xiaotian smiled faintly: "Boss, my cup was given to me by Jinling Mei Donghai, do you think he will give me fake things?"

"Is that Mei Donghai from Jinling?" the boss asked in disbelief.

"of course."

Lin Xiaotian nodded slightly.

Mei Donghai, as a bigwig in China's antique circle, is well-known in the Jianghai antique circle.

Knowing that the cup in Ning Wenrou's hand used to belong to Mei Donghai, the boss silently put away his cup.

In fact, the moment he saw Ning Wenwen's cup, he felt that his grandfather was bragging to him when he was a child.

Although the two cups are very similar, he knows that the one in his hand is much different from the one in Ning Wenrou's hands in terms of quality and color.

Which is true and which is false, anyone who knows a little about porcelain can tell.

Lin Xiaotian sarcastically said: "Your set of cups, I looked at them just now, they should be imitated during the period of the Republic of China, and should be worth 100 million."

What's the use of 100 million, I fucking thought my family heirloom was worth more than [-] million!
The boss who wanted to pretend to be aggressive in front of Lin Xiaotian wanted to cry at this moment.

Lin Xiaotian smiled and said, "Are there any good things left? If not, I will leave."

"Mei Donghai has given you something, so what else can I give you?" The boss said discouragedly.

"No." Lin Xiaotian picked up a blue glass bowl and said with a slight smile, "Your bowl is not bad. It's okay to take it back and give water to my dog."

"Haha."

Ning Wenrou couldn't help laughing when she heard Lin Xiaotian mocking the boss that the things here were only for his family's dogs.

The boss who heard the laughter knew that Lin Xiaotian might be the young master of Jiang Hai's family, so he didn't dare to get angry at all, but smiled apologetically, "Handsome guy, if you like this bowl, I'll sell you for 100."

"Is it so cheap?" Lin Xiaotian pretended to be surprised.

The boss flattered: "Handsome guy, let me tell you the truth! I bought this bowl last year in Pingcheng, Xishan Province for 100 yuan."

"When I was traveling in Pingcheng last year, I was shopping in their antique street, and I met a man dressed like a beggar who said that the bowl in his hand was an heirloom of their family, and that he would sell it to me as long as I paid 1 yuan."

"I looked at the bowl in his hand at the time, and found that it was not a modern man-made glass bowl? It's just blue in color."

"At that time, I wanted to leave, but in the end, I was chased by that person all the time to sell me. I had no choice but to bargain directly to 100 yuan. That person might really be starving to death, so he sold me for 100 yuan."

"I am willing to buy this bowl because I don't want that person to follow me all the time. Another reason is that I want to take this glass bowl back and set up a stall to deceive some fools. As a result, this bowl has been here for so long, and no fool has taken a fancy to it."

After listening to the boss's description, Lin Xiaotian took out 100 yuan from his pocket and threw it in front of him: "Here is the 100 yuan, and I took the bowl."

"Thank you handsome guy." The boss who took the money lamented that he finally earned back the 100 yuan from last year, and then asked Lin Xiaotian's name: "Handsome guy, you are the young master of that family!"

Lin Xiaotian said lightly: "The Lin family, Lin Xiaotian."

After saying his name, Lin Xiaotian dragged Ning Rourou to the booth he wanted to go to before, leaving the shocked idiot boss alone.

(End of this chapter)