Tang Miaomiao took a deep breath and tried to calm his emotions, knowing that if this is really a big jar of the story of a Yuan blue and white character, it will definitely shock the world.
"What's the problem with this?!"
"There is no problem at all!"
"If I can't be sure of this, how can I spend so much money to buy it?"
"Needless to say, this is a big jar of Yuan Qinghua character stories!"
"Replace it like a fake!"
Song Yun was firm, and there was absolutely no problem.
Tang Miaomiao cautiously took the big jar from Song Yun's hand, the sun above her head was strong, she looked at it carefully.
One hour passed!
Two hours passed!
Tang Miaomiao was sweaty all over, and sweat beads the size of soybeans hung on his forehead, but he didn't care at all, staring at the big jar in his hand.
"Song Yun, is this really an incredible thing?"
Shen Xue looked at Tang Miaomiao, and she really couldn’t understand it. Even if she wanted to make a serious assessment, she should find a cool place with an air-conditioner. Why should it be under the sun? I just yelled it directly. Was scolded.
"You don't understand identification!"
"To identify antiques, the best light is natural light, and there may even be a certain deviation under the light."
"This big jar of stories about Yuan Qinghua characters is not only valuable, but more importantly, it is of great significance. Tang Miaomiao knows this very well, so he wants to seriously determine whether it is true."
Song Yun understood Tang Miaomiao's feelings very well, but he felt that this was simply unnecessary. There was absolutely no possibility of making mistakes in his own appraisal. All Tang Miaomiao needed to do was to believe in himself, but it was absolutely impossible to say such things. Analyzing why he was so determined, so if Tang Miaomiao wanted to see, he could only let him see, there was no other way.
"Mr. Song, drink some water."
Holding a few bottles of mineral water in Jiangzhong's hand, he found that Song Yun, Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue had not left immediately, so he went to buy a few bottles of water.
Song Yun was not polite, so he took it and drank it. After drinking, he walked to Tang Miaomiao with a bottle of water, and was scolded again without surprise.
When Shen Xue saw this, she gloated and laughed hard.
"Mr. Song, although it is a bit improper, I still want to ask again, is that jar really a big jar of Yuan Qinghua's character story?"
"I didn't doubt what you meant, I just thought this thing was incredible!"
Jiang Zhong hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help it. He knew very well that he asked this. In fact, he was questioning Song Yun's appraisal. It is of course a good thing to make money. The problem is that this sum of money has been made too much. Not down to earth.
"Yes Yes!"
"Mr. Song, can you really be sure of this?"
You talked all day while looking at Tang Miaomiao who was standing under the sun tossing and appraising the big pot. You also think this thing is a bit unreliable.
Song Yun shook his head. Jiang Zhong really doesn't look like a person in the antique industry. Li Tian is also not in the strict sense. The two men are very careful in doing business and dare not sell fakes at all. The money has been collected and they are still worried about themselves. The antiques sold are fake. He feels that if he regrets it at this time, Jiangzhong is willing to return the money in all likelihood. There are very few people like this in the world. One.
"You can rest assured, I can 100% guarantee that this jar is real!"
"Don't you think this is a good sign?"
"Miss Tang has been appraising it for so long, but still has not found any problems, which indirectly proves that there is nothing wrong with this jar!"
Song Yun felt very strange in his heart. This situation is really rare. The seller is worried that the antiques he sells are fake, but as a buyer, he keeps saying it is true.
Jiang Zhong and Li Tian wanted to say something, but they didn't know what to say.
"Who are you?"
"Why hold this big pot?"
"Hurry up and put it down for me!"
"This is what I want to buy!"
"I came here today just to buy this jar!"
"The money has been brought!"
Song Yun was startled, turned his head and followed the sound to look over, and found that not far away a man with a short stature was striding over, with a suitcase in his hand.
"This is how the same thing?"
Song Yun's face turned cold, and looked back at Jiangzhong and Li Tian. The situation in front of him was not quite right. Could it be said that Antique is not from Jiangzhong or is there any dispute?
"Mr. Song, don't worry, there is no problem with the antique. It is indeed mine. There is nothing wrong with its ownership."
Seeing this, Jiang Zhong immediately understood what Song Yun was worried about, and said quickly.
"Mr. Song, you really don't have to worry about this. I dare to use my head to guarantee that this antique really has nothing to do with others."
Li Tian also spoke.
"Then what's the matter with this person?"
Song Yun pointed. The expression on the face of the person who had rushed in front of him was still very serious.
"This person is called Jiubao Taro. He wants to buy this jar. He has come here many times. Every time he comes, he just looks at it. It looks very low. I disagree.
When Jiang Zhong said this, Song Yun immediately understood that he couldn’t help feeling a cold sweat in his heart. Fortunately, this man named Jiubao Taro offered too low a price. Otherwise, this can would not fall on his head. Said to be destined in the dark.
"Mr. Jiang."
"Who are these people?"
"This jar you promised to sell to me, how could it be in someone else's hands?"
"You quickly get it back for me!"
"I have brought all the money here today, I will pay the money and deliver the goods with one hand!"
When he saw Song Yun and the others, Kubo Taro shook his heart. He felt very bad, and he was very anxious, but he didn't dare to be too eager, so he could only mess around.
"Jiubao Taro!"
"Be careful when you speak. I never promised to sell you this jar. I offered a price of 2 million, and you had a counter-offer of 100,000. The business was not negotiated. This jar is not yours at all."
Jiang Zhong shook his head, the bartender Taro, really wanted to buy his own jar, but the price has not been agreed.
Kuhotaro couldn't deny it, that was the fact.
Song Yun saw this next to him, and sneered. This Kubotaro clearly saw the true value of this jar, but didn't want to pay more, so he was preempted to buy it. At this time, he was sure. Regret's intestines are all green.
Song Yun's guess was not wrong at all, Kubo Taro now really has the thought of killing yourself.
