"Mr. Song, you mean that this jar is real, and you are willing to pay 3 million?"
Jiang Zhong reacted at this moment and finally understood that Song Yun meant that the jar he had kept for many years was real.
Song Yun rubbed his nose vigorously. I really don’t understand how Jiang Zhong is like this. How could he survive in the antique industry? There is definitely a reason why he has fallen to the point where he is today, but there are fools. Fool, this world is really unreasonable.
"3000000!?"
"If you want, sell me 3 million, of course there is no problem!"
Song Yun joked.
"Row!"
"no problem!"
"sold!"
Jiang Zhong nodded.
Song Yun was dumbfounded, just joking, Jiang Zhong actually agreed to sell?
It took Song Yun a long time to come back to his senses. He made a phone call to Gong Yang Qiu and told her that he wanted a sum of money. He simply drafted a contract and asked Jiang Zhong to sign on it. After that, I made another call to Gong Yangqiu, asking her to transfer money to the real bank account.
"Mr. Song, I really appreciate you very much. If it weren't for you, these antiques in my hand would never be sold, let alone be sold at such a high price!"
Jiang Zhong thanked Song Yun very much. A wooden box was sold for 1.8 million, and a jar that others believed to be fake for many years was sold for 3 million. This money was enough to change his fate in the second half of his life, especially his daughter's fate.
"Jiangzhong, what are you going to do next?"
Li Tian saw Jiang Zhong cheer up and was very happy. The nightmare of so many years was wiped out. Although it was wasted for so long, he finally came out after all. This is definitely a great thing.
"I want to find a little girl, give her the money, and go to university next year. Her grades are very good. With this money, she can finish her university smoothly, and she will definitely have a good life in the future. !"
"I also want to talk to Lihua and see if I can get her back again."
Jiang Zhong had already planned everything.
"Although Lihua has divorced you for many years, she has not remarried. She clearly still has affection for you, just because you are obsessed with antiques and are too angry. Now that you have come out, go back to her and have a good chat. There should be no problem. ."
When Li Tian heard Jiang Zhong say this, he very much agrees. Over the years, he has been rejected countless times to help Jiang Zhong. Undoubtedly, he is most happy to see this situation and reunite with a broken mirror. This is the best thing in the world.
"Jiangzhong, don't you see how much money you received?"
Song Yun saw that Jiang Zhong hadn't read the information on his mobile phone at all, and couldn't help but remind him that this person's heart was so big that it made people speechless.
"Mr. Song, I believe you are a person, it doesn't matter whether you look at it or not."
Jiang Zhong was very grateful to Song Yun, but let’s say nothing else. Neither he nor Li Tian could see that the box was a good thing. There were too many people in the antique business who tried every means to pick up and leak, like Song Yun. There are really too few people who take the initiative to speak, let alone a jar that everyone thinks is a fake. Song Yun also directly recognizes its value. Such people are very relieved to do business.
Song Yun shook his head and insisted that Jiang Zhong check the account information on the phone.
Reluctantly, Jiang Zhong turned on the phone and checked the information. At the beginning, he didn't pay much attention to it. After seeing it clearly, his face suddenly changed drastically.
"what happened?"
"Jianzhong, what happened?"
Li Tian didn't know why Jiang Zhong suddenly reacted like this, so he asked quickly.
"Mr. Song, did you make a mistake?"
"Or is my eyes dazzled?"
"Why are there so many zeros?"
Jiang Zhong raised his head and looked at Song Yun, with an incredible expression on his face, as if he had seen a ghost.
"I made no mistake!"
"Your eyes have no flowers!"
"That's so much money!"
Song Yun said with a smile.
Li Tian was confused, knowing what had happened, and eagerly snatched the phone in Jiangzhong's hand. After a glance, his expression also changed drastically.
"This is 30 million?"
"Do not!"
"This is 300 million!"
Li Tian was dumbfounded, and his hands with the phone trembled.
"Mr. Song, you must be mistaken, I can't collect this money."
"I have just said that 3 million will be sold to you. Since I have agreed to this, the rule in the antique shop is that it should be 3 million. There is no reason, and it suddenly becomes 300 million!"
Jiang Zhong shook his head vigorously, frightened by such a large sum of money.
"Boss Jiang, don't get excited. Of course I have a reason to pay this price."
"This is a big jar of Yuan blue and white character stories."
"You are all people in the antique circle. You should know how much such a big pot is worth. I can't lose money for three hundred million. In a sense, I even made a lot of money."
"You should all be aware that in 2005, a Yuan blue and white Guiguzi going down the mountain was auctioned. At that time, it had exceeded 200 million. After so many years, your one is also a big can of Yuan blue and white characters. A hundred million, a normal price, I didn't let you take advantage of it."
Song Yun analyzed it a bit.
"Mr. Song, if this one is really Yuan blue and white, it is naturally worth the price, but many people who have seen this jar over the years think it is a fake. The big jar of Yuan blue and white characters is recognized in the world. There are only eight, all of them have masters. I have never heard of the ninth."
Jiang Zhong has studied this pot for many years, and the situation is naturally very clear. It is for this reason that the pot in his hand is judged to be fake.
"Whether the Yuan Qinghua is true or not depends on the human nature itself, rather than a expert. It is recognized that there are several in the world."
"The so-called 8 large cans are just 8 found. Since 8 can be found, why can't we find the 9th?"
Song Yun didn't know what other experts said. The only thing he knew was that under his own power, the jar in front of him glowed white, like a little sun in the sky. Of course, something like this was true.
Buy it!
It must be bought!
Song Yun didn’t have so much money in his hands, and more importantly, there was no way to transfer so much money to Jiangzhong directly. Then he called Gongyang Qiu and asked her to transfer the money to Jiangzhong, so that she could leave her hands and save the night long dreams. Good antiques, especially the big jar of Yuan Qinghua character stories. This kind of thing must be kept in my own hands. Since I appear in front of myself, I have an opportunity like this, it is absolutely impossible to let it remain in the hands of others. On, not even a second.
