Rebirth 93: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Bai Fumei

Boss Feng asked Song Qingyun about the value of this flower arrangement. Song Qingyun frowned slightly and glanced at Xing Kuohai from the corner of his eyes.

The shape of the flower arrangement is so special that it is rarely seen on the market. Even if it is a rare object with a shape of Ming Dynasty, the price is not too high.Besides, I don’t know how much intermediary fee Boss Feng gave Xing Kuohai. If it was too high, Xing Kuohai would feel uncomfortable; if it was too low, Boss Feng felt it wasn’t worth it, so it was hard for him to speak up.

"This..." Song Qingyun shook his head in embarrassment, "This kind of utensil is very rare. If I have to give a price, I really can't say."

After Song Qingyun finished speaking, he sat back down, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of water. At the same time, he glanced at Chen Yang from the corner of his eyes and motioned for Chen Yang to take it for him.

"Boss Feng, you can't measure this thing with money," Chen Yang understood Song Qingyun's meaning and said with a smile, "It's just a very rare collection."

"Since the Qing Dynasty, flower arrangements have become increasingly rare. During the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, craftsmen once made a batch of multi-mouth vases, which evolved from flower arrangements. In the late Qing Dynasty, the Republic of China, and now, flower arrangements can be That’s a lot less.”

Boss Feng nodded after listening. Rare things are more valuable, which means that the flower arrangement in his hand should be worth a lot of money.

"Just because there are less of this kind of utensils, there are fewer people who know them on the market," Chen Yang continued to say next to him, "Just like Boss Jia, doesn't he know him? There are fewer people who know about it, and the natural value is also lower. Just came down.”

"Although this is a blue and white vessel from the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, if you get it on the market, people will think it is a fake or imitation. The reason is that people don't recognize the shape of this vessel."

"Then how much is this Ming blue and white piece worth?" Boss Feng didn't say anything, but Xing Kuohai asked from the side.

Chen Yang looked up at Xing Kuohai, pursed his lips and smiled slightly, "If it were sold on the market now, it would probably be around [-] to [-] yuan."

After Chen Yang finished speaking, he glanced at Boss Feng secretly. Boss Feng's expression was very calm. For a person like him, a calm expression meant that the effect he expected was not achieved.

"But if you can keep it in your hands for a few years before selling it, it's not impossible to get 20, 30, or [-]!" Chen Yang then added, and sure enough, after saying this, Boss Feng's face was slightly happy. .

"That's good!" Boss Feng wrapped the flower arrangement in newspaper again, "I'm not in a hurry anyway. I'll keep it for a few years and sell it at a good price then!"

After putting everything away, they chatted for a while, and it was almost time for dinner.Boss Feng tried his best to invite a few people. Du Mingde didn't want to go, but Song Qingyun also forced him to go.

Xing Kuohai said he would leave first. Before leaving, Boss Feng took out 5000 yuan and handed it to Xing Kuohai, which was the middle fee agreed between the two.Xing Kuohai returned 2000 yuan to Boss Feng and only received 3000 yuan for himself.

"Boss Feng, although I said the thing is a piece of Ming Dynasty blue and white, I am not good at learning. I have to get help from Boss Du and others to know what kind of object it is. I have lost your trust and I have already paid more than 3000 yuan." Yes." Xing Kuohai said to Boss Feng with a slight blush on his face.

"That won't work," Boss Feng pushed the money to Xing Kuohai, "We agreed before, and besides, you did help me buy good things. Logically speaking, I should give you some more."

"In this case," as he spoke, Boss Feng took out another 1000 yuan, "I'll give you another thousand yuan!"

Although Boss Feng said this, he thought in his heart that this person would not be able to find him again in the future. This was because he saw that he had bought a rare item and wanted to ask for more money from him.

As he spoke, Boss Feng handed the money to Xing Kuohai. Unexpectedly, Xing Kuohai pushed it, "Boss Feng, I don't want to ask you for more money. I am telling the truth."

"It should be mine, nothing less will do; it shouldn't be mine, I don't want a cent more! I didn't understand the object clearly, so I feel sorry for taking 3000 yuan from you. If there are good things in the future, I will contact Boss Feng after making a reservation to repay the favor." Your love today!”

Xing Kuohai cupped his fists and gestured to Du Mingde and the others, "Everyone, Mr.

"I'll go!" Boss Feng looked at the 3000 yuan in his hand and was stunned. "Is this guy stupid for playing with antiques? He just left the money without taking it?"

"Boss Feng, not everyone is jealous of money!" Du Mingde smiled and said, "This Xing Kuohai does have some ancient style."

"Boss Feng, you should make friends with him," Song Qingyun looked at Xing Kuohai's disappearing figure and stood next to Boss Feng and said, "This man has pretty good eyesight and is relatively upright. If you can make friends with him, As an antique middleman, why go to the north to hunt for treasures?”

Although Song Qingyun also engages in the middleman business, he is usually introduced by acquaintances.Moreover, he was in the north and Xing Kuohai was in Shanghai. People like Boss Feng usually went to find treasures wherever they heard, so he and Xing Kuohai had no disputes over interests.

At the dinner table, Song Qingyun and Boss Feng both drank. When they left the restaurant, Song Qingyun's head felt a little heavy. Chen Yang helped Song Qingyun get into Du Mingde's car.

"Oh, uncle, are you just pretending?" Chen Yang smiled and asked Song Qingyun from the side, "I asked you to help me get things during the day, and you asked me to serve you at night. This is a typical retributionism of yours." .”

"Get out!" Song Qingyun closed his eyes slightly and cursed Chen Yang in a low voice, "I never thought that a Shanghainese could drink so well! Didn't it say that people in the south can't drink?"

Chen Yang smiled slightly. There are not many people who can drink in any place. How can they be distinguished by region?I have personally seen many southerners, and they are no worse at drinking than northerners.

"I'm telling you, brother," Song Qingyun tilted his head to the side, reached out and patted Chen Yang on the shoulder and said, "I'm not bragging to you. When I was a child and a teenager, I started drinking with my second uncle. The person who drank me too much... vomit!"

"Master, stop the car quickly, my uncle is going to roar!"

Du Mingde stepped on the car, Chen Yang opened the door and helped Song Qingyun to the roadside.As soon as he walked under a big tree, Song Qingyun held the tree with one hand and started roaring to the earth.

"Hey!" Chen Yang patted Song Qingyun's back, "Uncle, are you feeling better? How about I go back and have sex with you?"

"Go away... ugh!"

At this time, Du Mingde also stepped out of the car, "How is your uncle? Can't you go to the hospital?"

"Brother, I'm fine. You just prescribed it for me to drink. My drinking capacity... yuck!"

Chen Yang looked at Du Mingde and smiled, "Seeing that there is no master, you are still bragging..."

Chen Yang, who was talking with a smile, saw a lot of broken bottles thrown under the big tree not far ahead, including a few yellow porcelain fragments, which were particularly conspicuous in the night light.

"Master, please take care of your uncle. I'll go take a look in front." After saying that, Chen Yang ran over and knelt down to take a look.

Your uncle, that blind man, broke such a good bowl!