The salesperson last time was scolded by the store owner because he collected an antique in the wrong way. He didn't say yes, and then his salary was deducted for two months. So now he saw some antiques, and he didn't dare to collect them at will.

"Okay, okay, one hundred thousand is only one hundred thousand!"

The old man smiled so hard that he couldn't stop, and he was already filled with joy. He nodded quickly to agree, for fear that Qin Ze would regret it.

"I'll pay 120,000!"

Just then, a voice suddenly came, and a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties came out of the store.

The man was the owner of this antique shop. When he saw the purple clay teapot in the old man's hand, he also asked for a quote.

He has been engaged in antique business for more than 20 years and has been in countless antiques without playing with them. At a glance, he can see that the purple clay teapot in the old man has been a bit old and can be called antique level, so he hurriedly bid.

When the salesperson saw the boss coming, he even called the price. His face changed and he felt full of regret.

The things that the boss can bid must be of great value. She regretted it now. If she had known that the old man had a real antique, she would have opened her mouth to buy it at a low price in the morning.

"Fourth thousand!"

Seeing the store owner raising the price, Qin Ze immediately added the price.

"Frequently Fifty Thousand!"

The store owner thought about it and still made a profit. He gritted his teeth and thoughtfully, and immediately added the price.

"Two hundred thousand!"

Seeing the boss's unyielding look, Qin Ze frowned and directly raised the price to 200,000.

Seeing that Qin Ze raised the price so high, the store owner thought about it and probably had no profit. He shook his head speechlessly and said, "Young man, it's really unprofitable to buy this purple clay teapot for 200,000 yuan. I advise you to forget it!"

"Yes, when I saw that you were an amateur and didn't understand antiques at all. It's not worth so much money, it's not worth it!"

The salesperson glanced at Qin Ze and said disdainfully.

"Brother, what does beauty mean?"

"What's the meaning?"

The shop owner smiled faintly and said, "There are not as simple as you think in the antique industry these days. There are countless fake and imitation people. They seem real, but they may not be true. To put it bluntly, there are many tricks here!"

The shop owner paused, shook his head, and said speechlessly: "Forget it, forget it, I won't tell you anymore, you won't understand even the layman!"

"Nonsense! My purple clay teapot is authentic and plain, not something you said is fake or imitated!"

As soon as he heard what the store owner said, the old man became anxious and explained in a hurry.

Seeing the old man retorting, the store owner looked at Qin Ze again and said with a smile: "Young man, there are many scammers these days. I kindly remind you, don't be deceived!"

Qin Ze smiled faintly and said calmly: "Sorry, this big brother, I believe what the uncle said!"

Immediately, Qin Ze looked at the old man beside him again, and asked with a smile: "Uncle, are you transferring money or asking for cash?"

"I can't play with that high-tech thing, cash..." The old man couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw Qin Ze so happy, and said with a smile: "Young man, I think you are really a human being, let's do this, I will give you a little discount today, 180,000!"

"Okay, okay, thank you, uncle!"

There happened to be a bank next to it, so Qin Ze and the old man went to the bank to withdraw money.

After receiving the money, the old man looked at it with a smile, his eyes widened. He hurriedly took the rag handkerchief from his pocket, put his wallet in his pocket, and left carefully.

"This young man is still young. What kind of heirlooms or purple clay teapots are lying to him at first glance!"

"Yes, that purple clay teapot looks tattered and not bright in color, it is clearly a fake!"

"you do not say!"

"Hey, I'm really not sure about doing things!"

"Making money is so difficult. Now this young man is really unable to say that he can only make money for hundreds of thousands of yuan. It's really a pity for people!"

"If this purple clay teapot is placed in an antique shop, it may be sold for a few more money, but if it is placed in your own hands, it will only cost you!"

"Yes, yes, it makes sense!"

After hearing the bid between Qin Ze and the old man, everyone onlookers started to discuss, and everything you said was all about.

"Everyone, you have lived for most of your life and must have never seen the purple clay teapot made during the Zhengde period of the Ming Dynasty?"

Seeing that everyone was not talking, Qin Ze smiled faintly, then looked at the boss Dian and said, "Brother, please help me find a clean rag. You can wait, I will let you see it later!"

After hearing this, everyone onlookers couldn't help but laugh.

"Young man, stop bragging here!"

"Yes, I'll be afraid that you will cry without tears later!"

"Young man, don't be too proud too early, be calm and calm!"

The shop owner was speechless and shook his head helplessly, and handed a clean rag to Qin Ze.

Qin Ze did not explain much, but carefully wiped away the dust and soil on the surface of the purple clay teapot, and then smiled and said, "Brother, you are taking a closer look now!"

The shop owner took the purple clay teapot and his eyes lit up immediately, and he screamed in disbelief: "Wow, this purple clay teapot is not a counterfeit, but from Yixing, Jiangsu. It is an antique worth collecting!"

"Hehe, brother, I didn't miss it?"

Qin Ze asked with a smile.

"There are so many fakes these days, and they are doing things perfectly. You guys are just mistaken, right?"

Among the onlookers, a man in his thirties said with envy.

"No, it's impossible. I have been in the antique industry for more than 20 years. With my experience over the years, I will definitely not be wrong. It must be genuine..." The shop owner said excitedly to everyone with a purple clay teapot.

Some people may never meet this kind of treasure in their lifetime, and it is a great honor to meet them today.

After listening to the shop owner's explanation, Qin Ze quickly clapped his hands and smiled: "Brother, you are so knowledgeable, and admire him!"

"Hey, this is nothing! If I guess correctly, the little brother should be a master, and he may know more than me. Can you explain it carefully to us?"

"Okay, then I'll be ugly!"

Qin Ze smiled faintly and said, "The origin of this purple clay teapot is indeed Yixing, Jiangsu, and the purple clay teapots in this place are also very famous..." "The Yixing purple clay teapot does not take away the tea fragrance, but can also maintain the tea fragrance for a long time... It is an antique with collection value."

"As the saying goes, the works of famous masters are often hard to find. What is the best way to obtain jewelry on earth? Yixing purple clay is the most important thing!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was in an uproar and sighed: "Mom, how much is such a good antique worth!"

"One million?"

"Maybe more than that!"

"I don't sell it no matter how much money I'm giving it. This antique has been around for some time, so I must treasure it!"

Qin Ze said.

"Yes, this is a real baby, and it will probably be more valuable in a few years!"

"This young man is so lucky, he is going to make a fortune now!"

Looking at Qin Ze, everyone was full of envy and jealousy.

The shop owner on the side also looked straight and his eyes were straightened. He calmed his breath, patted Qin Ze on the shoulder, and smiled and said, "Little brother, I have to say that you are lucky. Why don't you do this? You sell it to me..." Before the shop owner finished speaking, Qin Ze said, "Brother, I'm sorry, I want to collect this antique myself."

After saying that, he took the purple clay teapot from the shop owner and left quickly.

Future company.

Seeing Qin Ze walk in, Xu Ruolan looked surprised and asked with a smile: "Dear, why are you here?"

"I miss you!"

Today, Xu Ruolan did not wear professional clothes, but a beige dress with her black and shiny hair casually spread on her shoulders, looking beautiful and charming.

Looking at her convex and convex figure, Qin Ze's eyes burst into heat.

"Damn, what are you looking at? Are you still not enough to watch all day long?"

Seeing Qin Ze's fiery gaze, Xu Ruolan gave him a resentful look.

"Baby, you are beautiful, I can't see enough no matter how hard I look at you, I wish I could stay with you all day long and watch you!"

Qin Ze smiled lustfully, stepped forward, and hugged Xu Ruolan into his arms.

"I'm not serious!"

Xu Ruolan pushed Qin Ze away with one hand.

“Don’t you go to work today?”

"rest."

“What to drink, coffee?

black tea?"

Xu Ruolan asked with a smile.

"coffee!"

After making a cup of coffee for Qin Ze, the two of them sat down, and Xu Ruolan asked, "How is the hospital running during this period?"

"It's OK. This month's performance has increased significantly compared to last month. Patients in the outpatient clinic are lined up every day..." "That's fine. Be optimistic about you, keep working hard, come on!"
To be continued...