Collecting rags and leaks live broadcast, making huge profit of 100,000 times at the beginning

"It's a total of 74 and a half pounds, 148, I'll give you a whole 150.

Wang Heng took out the scales, moved all the crockpots up and weighed them.

The stall owner took the money and ran away without looking back, and he had already scolded Wang Heng countless times in his heart.

"Little brother, what are you going to do when you buy this pile of cans? This thing is not worth selling scrap, you shouldn't have picked up a leak?"

The pedestrians on the road watched Wang Heng carry the crockpots into the car, and they were very curious.

Netizens in the live broadcast room also asked the same question.

Wang Heng smiled and said indifferently: "Of course, I bought it back to pickle vegetables, this kind of modern old clay pot, although it is not valuable, but it is very fragrant when you get pickles." "

Pickles?

!" "Xiu!"

Listening to Wang Heng say that he bought these old crockpots back just to pickle pickles.

The pedestrians on the street were galloping in their hearts, and they were all thundered by Wang Heng's words.

However, Wang Heng didn't have the heart to say anything more to these passers-by, so he got on a tricycle and left here.

Uncle Chen, who sold copperware, saw Wang Heng leave, and quickly packed up his stall and left the thrift market.

"Mr. Wang, you buy so many jars of pickled vegetables, can you put them in the basement?"

"Yes, seeing you smile so happily, you must be lying to those people!" "

Mr. Wang is a good picker, I don't believe he will buy a bunch of useless crockpots to put at home."

"By the way, none of you think these crockpots look like ashes jars?"

"Brother, can you stop talking about such unfortunate things?"

In the live broadcast room, netizens questioned what Wang Heng said earlier.

Wang Heng grinned and said, "Of course it's a lie to those people, if you let the stall owner know that he has a treasure in this jar, he won't come back with a knife to cut me?"

Wang Heng would not do such a mindless thing.

"What a baby!"

"I knew that Mr. Wang would never disappoint everyone." "

It depends on Mr. Wang, the speed and technique of picking up leaks are a few streets away from Liu Anan next door.

"Brother, don't pull hatred!" "

Mr. Wang quickly said what kind of treasure it was, so that the big guy could open his eyes.

Wang Heng stopped the tricycle, drank a sip of water on the side of the road, picked out a clay pot from the car that was not much bigger than a palm, and said: "There is a treasure hidden in this jar, but if you want to see it clearly, you have to smash this jar open." "

Smash it open

?" "What the hell is this?" "

Mr. Wang, how can you see the things hidden inside

?" "Could it be that Wang always has a pair of see-through eyes?"

Listening to Wang Heng's words, netizens became calm.

Wang Heng, who had already thought about how to deal with it, smiled indifferently and said, "Everyone, calm down, I don't have a clairvoyant eye." You can see that the bottom of this jar is very thick, and there is a thin slit in the bottom half, which is obviously hidden underneath.

Wang Heng pointed the clay pot at the camera and explained carefully.

Netizens in the live broadcast room also suddenly realized, but some people questioned Wang Heng's rash move.

But Wang Heng didn't explain much about this, but just rode a tricycle all the way to the antique street, and went straight to the Zhangjia antique shop.

"Mr. Wang, you're not kind! How good the beauties in Jing'an Zhai are, why did you run to the Zhangjia antique shop!"

"Even if you don't like it, you have to consider the feelings of your brothers

!" "Seconded!" Wang

Heng's feet just landed, and the netizens in the live broadcast room should not be emotional.

But how did they know that Wang Heng didn't dare to go to Jing'an Zhai now, for fear that Zhao Changbin would drag Zhao Xue'er to match with him.

That female rakshasa, Wang Heng couldn't wait to be eight feet away from her.

"Xiao Zhang, where is your grandfather, I have a baby here, call him out to take a look. Wang

Heng is now familiar with the Zhang family's antique shop, and he came to the Taishi chair and sat down with the clay pot.

Zhang Liangying looked at Wang Heng so familiar, glared at Wang Heng angrily, and shouted: "Grandpa, Zhang Heng is here and brought a crockpot." "

Crockpot?"

Old Man Zhang heard the shout and hurriedly walked out of the room, with a man in a coat behind him.

And when he saw that Wang Heng was really holding a crockpot in his hand, his face suddenly became a little unnatural.

"Little brother, do you want to identify this crockpot?" asked

Old Man Zhang with a disappointed face.

Seeing this, Wang Heng didn't sell it, and said with a smile: "Of course not, it's something hidden in this crockpot, I don't know if the old man may cooperate with me to take this thing out?"

"

Listen to Zhang Heng say that there is something hidden here.

The faces of Old Man Zhang and the man in the coat were stunned for a moment.

After a while, Old Man Zhang took a few tools and put them in front of Wang Heng.

"Little brother, what is hidden in your crockpot?" The

man in the coat looked at Old Man Zhang and took the tools for Zhang Heng, and was a little curious.

But Wang Heng didn't answer him, but just asked: "I don't know, but the objects of the Qing Dynasty are still hidden under the clay pot, do you think this will be a simple thing?"

The man in the coat gasped.

Soon, as the last broken tile was removed, Wang Heng took out a palm-sized bowl from the bottom of the crockpot.

The bowl is crystal clear, the overall color is yellow, and the edge of the bowl and the carved pattern are all green.

Identification information also appeared in front of Wang Heng's eyes.

Item: Mandarin Duck Water Palace Glazed

Bowl Details: Made during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, Qianlong Imperial

Material: Colored Glass

Age: 1741 Quality

: Perfect

Summary: Very Worthy of Collection

Reference Price: 10-300,000 Yuan

Recovery Price: 200,000 Yuan

Wang Heng looked at the appraisal results and was stunned.

He never thought that the leak he picked up with his strength once would be the glass cup used by Qianlong.

"It's... This is a glass cup, which is engraved with a mandarin duck playing in the water, this exquisite pattern and color, should be something in the Qianlong period. The

man in the coat seemed to know the glass cup very well, and he could tell the origin of this thing at a glance.

Old Man Zhang nodded and responded: "Indeed, this kind of colored glass was only available in the Qianlong period. The

two looked at the glass bowl and praised it and gave it a high evaluation.

Colored glass, in the final analysis, is similar to glass, as early as the Han Dynasty.

However, because it is a fragile product, very few of them have been preserved in the people, and even if there are, most of them are mutilated.

Even Bai Juyi wrote, 'Colorful clouds are easy to disperse and the glass is brittle', which is enough to see how precious the glass cup that can be completely preserved in the clay pot is.

"Little brother, what price are you going to pay for this glass cup?"

After looking at it carefully for a while, the man in the big coat opened his mouth to ask about the price, and his face was very serious.

It seems that this glass cup is bound to win.