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

It is indeed a good thing to pick up leaks, but this vat will not be sold for a while. According to Du Mingde's estimate, this large vat of peonies with yellow ground and ink can be sold for at least 50 yuan, and this is still his preliminary estimate. If the price is speculated The upper limit is immeasurable. After all, this was something that was once in the palace.

Chen Yang made an estimate at the side. An auction house in later generations once auctioned a similar vat, but it was just a bronze glazed vat. It was also an object from the imperial palace of the Qing Dynasty. The auction price was around 148 million.

Of course, the bigger the antique, the more valuable it is, but objects like water tanks are extremely difficult to be handed down.It is rare for such a large water tank to have no cracks at all.Coupled with the price of the cylinder, the master is right. 50 is indeed just the starting price, and it may exceed one million.

"Senior brother, what are you in a hurry for?" Song Qingyun was drinking tea beside him and said leisurely with his legs crossed, "Chen Yang and I are not in a hurry to let you sell. You can find a few more middlemen and let them spread the news." When you go out, it’s up to you when you sell it.”

"You're not in a hurry, but I am!" Du Mingde rolled his eyes at Song Qingyun, "If such a big object is placed in my shop, if it gets bumped, who will it belong to?"

Chen Yang smiled slightly at the side and said, "Master, this vat is a rare item. Didn't you always say before that you are eager to sell any good thing? Why don't you keep it this time?"

Du Mingde sighed, "If the water tank you picked up today was not this water tank, I would still want to keep it. This tank is too conspicuous and it is not easy to save. Don't you want me to continue to use it to raise fish?"

"Sell it quickly and put the money in your hands, then I can rest assured!"

Song Qingyun chuckled softly from the side, "It's not easy to get rid of such a big object."

This large peony vat with yellow ground and ink cannot be sold easily just because you are anxious. This is a rare and good thing.But similarly, preservation is also a big problem. If it is accidentally bumped or even broken, it will be in vain.

"Although we can't keep this item in our hands, you can find a few more stretchers like Xing Kuohai and ask them to go out and contact the big boss. If they can't, just wear a hat. Anyway, as long as the news gets out, there is no need to worry about selling the thing. It's just a matter of time. But the price cannot be low!”

What Song Qingyun said were two forms of antique trading, which was also considered a kind of slang.

Wearing a hat: It means that an antique dealer takes an item from another antique dealer without paying at the time. This method is called "taking it alive".

There are rules for selling live goods. You can only sell more money at the guaranteed minimum price, not less. The original owner generally no longer pays the people who take the work alive, but the people who take the work alive can sell at a higher price. This behavior is called " "Wearing a hat", the extra money from the sale will go to the person who took it alive, and the original owner will not be involved.

Laxianer: A person who contacts and negotiates between buyers and sellers is called "Laxianer".After the transaction is completed, the middleman will charge a commission, usually 3% from the buyer and 2% from the seller, commonly known as "make three and break two".

"At that time, we will split the account three to three, and the extra share will be considered as your hard work!" Song Qingyun waved his hand and said with a smile.

Du Mingde thought for a while and realized that this was the only way he could do it at the moment, but he didn't agree with the form of splitting accounts.

"That's not okay. This is what you and Chen Yang picked up. I don't want any of it. It's all yours. When the time comes, you two can divide it as you like!"

"Master, just follow what my uncle said, let's split the money between [-] and [-]. After all, it has to be placed in your store, and you have to make connections. Isn't this all intangible contribution?" Chen Yang said with a smile next to him, " Master, the matter is settled like this, how about that bowl? Can it be repaired?"

When Chen Yang asked about the big bowl with a yellow ground and a green dragon engraved with cloud patterns, Du Mingde told the two of them that the master he had found clearly stated that it could be repaired, but it would take about five days.

Five days is not much for Song Qingyun and Chen Yang. It just so happens that they can stay in Shanghai for a few more days, just in case they miss some other good things!

"Oh, if you stay here for a while, all the good stuff in Shanghai will probably come to my viewing pavilion!" Du Mingde smoked a cigarette and looked at the two of them with a smile.

What Chen Yang and Song Qingyun didn't know was that Jiangcheng was preparing to experience a storm.

Song Qingfeng was sitting in the office, smoking a cigarette and looking at the documents in his hands. Song Qingfeng despised these kind of spiritual documents the most, so he might as well get more practical ones.

"Ding ding ding!" Song Qingfeng put down the document and picked up the phone, "Hello, I'm Song Qingfeng."

"Bureau Song, there is someone looking for you at the door of the city bureau. She said she is your sister."

Song Qingfeng was stunned after hearing this, his sister?How is this possible? She works in the capital, how can she have time to come to Jiangcheng?But in Jiangcheng, except for himself, his wife, and Song Qingyun, no one knew that he had a sister?

"Brother, I'm here!" Just when Song Qingfeng was suspicious, his sister's voice came from the receiver, "Are you going to let me stand outside the door of the city bureau waiting for you to get off work?"

She is really my sister!Song Qingfeng's eyes widened instantly, "Lao Luo, let my sister come up!"

Song Qingfeng put down the phone, took out a cigarette and lit it. His sister suddenly came. Something big was going to happen in Jiangcheng!

But Jiangcheng has been very peaceful recently, and nothing too extreme has happened. What on earth did he miss?

The department where my sister Song Lan is working is not a small department. If this department is disturbed, then all the leaders in the province will be in trouble. Song Lan's sudden visit to Jiangcheng today can only mean that Jiangcheng is about to usher in a new crisis. The market has been reshuffled!

"Brother, I'm here to see you!"

The door to Song Qingfeng's office was pushed open. Song Lan was about 30 years old. He walked with a wind and was dressed in professional attire. He looked dashing.

"Smoking so many cigarettes again," Song Lan wrinkled her nose, looked at the cigarette butts in the ashtray, reached out and grabbed the cigarette from Song Qingfeng's hand, and stubbed it out directly in the ashtray, "When I get home later, tell my sister-in-law go!"

"You want to come home with me?" Song Qingfeng asked, blinking.

Song Lan laughed angrily and reached out to hit Song Qingfeng, "Brother, are you stupid? I came to see you and your sister-in-law. If I don't stay at your house, you can still let me stay in a hotel!"

Song Qingfeng chuckled, "You come to see me? Do you have that time? Only a ghost can believe it!"

Song Qingfeng glanced at Song Lan's empty hands, "How about your sister-in-law, she has nothing?"

"Tell me, when you come down this time, is something big going to happen in Jiangcheng?"

Song Lan leaned on the chair, rolled her eyes a few times, and then smiled, "Brother, you are overthinking. I just came to Jiangcheng to see you. What big things can happen in Jiangcheng?"

Song Qingfeng placed a glass of water in front of Song Lan, "You, just do whatever you need to do. Don't waste time with me. Come home in the evening and I'll ask your sister-in-law to make delicious food for you."

"I know you have discipline, so just pretend you've never been to my place!"

Song Lan took the water and smiled at her brother, "Brother, you are the best to me!" After speaking, Song Lan dipped her finger into the water in the cup and wrote two words on the table.

"Anqing?" Song Qingyun suddenly narrowed his eyes, then wiped the water with his hand and looked at Song Lan suspiciously.

"Brother, that's right, I'll call the front station and the work team will arrive the day after tomorrow!"