Check in from the bright sword

"One hundred yen, no more. There is only one Kangxi Tongbao in good condition, which has some research value. Otherwise, these few ancient coins will not be sold at the price."

"Research value? Is Odaka-dono doing research on things?"

Wang Yan was worrying about how to lead the topic in the direction he wanted, and this was exactly what he wanted.

"A little bit of research." Otaka Kamezo smiled triumphantly, and said, "Okamoto-kun, if you want to be a successful goods merchant, you can't do without understanding China."

Wang Yan asked again: "Does Your Excellency Odaka know about bronze wares?"

"I have a little understanding." Otaka Guishou said, "Bronze ware is a heavy vessel used for sacrifices in ancient China. It is no exaggeration to say that the thousands of years of China have been deposited in bronze ware, so no matter whether it is large or small, as long as it is All the unearthed ones have extremely high research value, and each piece is priceless!"

"Suoga!" Wang Yan just showed the look of a money fan.

Then he called the proprietress over: "Madam proprietress, do you have a pen and paper?"

"Hayi, yes." The proprietress hurriedly took the paper and pen and sent them over.

Wang Yan used a pencil to draw a sketch of Zeng Houyi's chime bell on the white paper.

Seeing the graphics drawn by Wang Yan, Otaka Kameju's eyes lit up.

The old devil couldn't even control his emotions, and grabbed Wang Yan's hand: "Mr. Okamoto, have you seen the thing on it? Where is it?"

Wang Yan smiled and asked, "How much are these things worth?"

"How much is it worth?" Otaka Kametoshi asked urgently, "Okamoto-kun, do you know what you painted? This is most likely a ceremonial instrument of the Eastern Zhou royal family, chime bells! This is a priceless treasure!"

Wang Yanxin said that it is up to you to say that?Of course, the chime bells of Zenghou Yi in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty are priceless treasures!

But on the surface, Wang Yan still had to pretend to be a money fan, and asked in a low voice, "Priceless treasures? Priceless treasures also have a price, right? What do you think, Mr. Ogao?"

Otaka Kametoshi took a deep breath and asked, "How much do you want?"

Wang Yan waved his hand and said, "Your Excellency Odaka, it's not how much I want, but what price can you offer?"

Otaka Kameju was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Okamoto-kun, what do you mean, is there any difference?"

Wang Yan lowered his voice and said: "Your Excellency Ogao, let me tell you the truth. Before I came to Shanxi, a Chinese general in Henan found me, showed me this kind of thing, and offered a sky-high price. At that time, I thought This Chinese general refused when the lion opened his mouth, and now it seems that I made a mistake."

"Wrong, of course you are wrong!" Odaka Kameju said, "This set of chimes is priceless!"

The old devil's eyes became eager again, as if he had seen the sensational effect that bringing this set of chime clocks back to Japan would cause.

Wang Yan said: "Your Excellency Ogao, so please give me a reserve price."

When it came to money, Otaka Kameju became cautious again, and asked, "How much does the Chinese general ask for?"

Wang Yan chuckled and said, "Your Excellency Ogao, don't you think that you are disrespecting me? As a middleman, shouldn't I make the difference?"

Otaka Kameju's brows suddenly tightened.

On the premise that he doesn't know the general's asking price, he can't lower the price indiscriminately.

Otherwise, Okamoto wouldn't be able to thread the needle since he had no profit to make, and he wouldn't be able to get this set of chime clocks.

As for whether Wang Yan was lying to him, Otaka Kameju didn't doubt it at all, because even in China, chime bells are very rare musical instruments, and almost no one recognizes them now.

Therefore, Wang Yan must have seen the style of chime bells drawn basically accurately.

Otaka Kameju never imagined that Wang Yan had seen this set of chime clocks in a museum decades later.

After pondering for a while, Otaka Kamejuichi gritted his teeth and whispered, "Okamoto-kun, I will offer 800 million yen!"

"800 million yen? No, no, no." Wang Yan shook his head and said, "The other party doesn't want yen, but silver dollars, or equivalent legal currency, reserve tickets, etc."

Otaka Kametoshi said: "Then, I will offer 1000 million preparation tickets!"

"Too little." Wang Yan said, "The price gap with the other party is too far."

Otaka Kametoshi did not fool him, but said with some embarrassment: "To buy such a large set of chime bells, the 1000 million reserve ticket is indeed a bit short, but the problem is that I really can't afford more money."

Although the old devil has made some money by dumping Chinese goods over the years, he has not reached the level of incomparable wealth. It is really difficult for him to spend more than 1000 million yen all at once.

But Wang Yan will never show any anxiety at this time.

At that moment, Wang Yan spread his hands and said, "Then I can't help it."

Seeing that Wang Yan was about to give up, Otaka Kameju immediately became anxious.

"Okamoto-kun, tell me the number." Odaka Kameju said, "I'll see how much the difference is. If the difference is too much, then we don't need to talk about anything. If the difference is not much, then I will find a way to raise money."

Wang Yan lowered his head, pretending to be thinking in his heart, and finally said after a long time: "2000 million preparation tickets! Plus 100 million yen! The extra 100 million yen is my reward."

"Okamoto-kun, you are too dark!" Odaka Kameju heard this and was furious.

But in his heart, Otaka Kameju is even more convinced.

If he hadn't actually seen this set of chimes, how would Okamoto dare to open his mouth like a lion?

"Your Excellency Odaka, that's not much." Wang Yan waved his hand and said, "Although I don't understand things, I can probably guess what kind of sensation that set of chime clocks will cause when it is shipped back to Japan! Your Excellency, then you will not only You can reap a huge amount of money, and you can even reap a huge amount of fame, and fame is really a priceless treasure!"

"Deal!" Otaka Kamezo gritted his teeth, "When are we leaving?"

"There's no rush." ​​Wang Yan waved his hand, "You'd better get the money ready first."

After saying this, Wang Yan looked back seemingly unintentionally, just in time to see Inuyang Jiro standing up.

Seeing Inuyang Jiro hastily checked out and left, Wang Yan couldn't help showing a smug smirk.

Chapter 207

In the evening, Furuya Meng finally got up and left.

When he walked to Wang Yan's table, Furuya pretended to be overwhelmed with alcohol and staggered, then subconsciously stretched out his hand to support the corner of the table.

A small ball of paper fell quietly.

Wang Yan covered the ball of paper with his sleeve without any trace.

Wei Dayong immediately stared and cursed: "Ba Ga!"

"Dead Rice Marseille!" Furuya hurriedly bowed and apologized.

"Get out!" Wang Yan waved his hand impatiently.

Furuya suddenly bowed again, and staggered away.

Wang Yan grabbed the ball of paper under the cover of his sleeve, and then said to Otaka Kameju, "Your Excellency, we are tired, and we have to go back to the room to rest."