The migrant worker's doubts began to loosen, and they began to shake under the boss's half-true words. He thought for a while, then stretched out his two fingers and said: Two hundred, two hundred will give it to you, how about it?

Alas, I said brother... the antique shop owner made a heartbroken look and said: In this way, one hundred and five...

After a bargaining, the deal was finally completed for 170 yuan.

At this time, Ye Haoxuan was stunned. Through the painting, a light green breath slowly flowed out of the painting, and an ancient breath revealed aura of anger.

There was a mezzanine in the painting, and this thought flashed through his mind.

If this painting is really a fake, it will definitely not have such an ancient aura. It should be said that there is another world in this painting.

At this time, the two parties had already successfully traded. The migrant worker left excitedly with more than 100 yuan he had just obtained. The antique shop owner behind him showed a look of contempt and said a word of rustic bun...

Although this painting is made of copying, it has at least some collection value, and can be worth at least a few thousand yuan. If you encounter a local bun who is not good at knowing things, you may even be sold at a sky-high price.

In the antique world, there is no such thing as fakes. Selling fakes can only say that you are not lucky and you are wrong, so the depth of it is self-evident.

The owner of the antique shop unfolded the painting and hung it on the other side, and began to get busy with his business.

At this time, there were more and more people in the antique shop. Ye Haoxuan pretended to be careless and wandered around the shop. He walked to the front of the ancient painting just now, and then looked at it with interest.

Ye Haoxuan was just around the corner when the transaction was just now. The owner of the antique shop had a sharp look and could tell at a glance that Ye Haoxuan had the intention to buy paintings.

The owner of the antique shop immediately said enthusiastically: My little brother also knows calligraphy and painting. Tsk tsk, I really can't tell that he has such a hobby at a young age. Hey, my ignorant son is as old as you. He only knows how to pick up girls all day long. He doesn't do his job properly. Just be half of your ability...

The owner of an antique shop is familiar with the business method. Whether the business is successful or not depends on one word. Maybe he will praise it all. The Kaizi in front of him will be praised so well that the business may be done.

Ye Haoxuan ignored the store owner's gorgeous words and said casually: Boss, are you interested in transferring this painting?

The antique shop owner clapped his hands and said: My little brother really has a special vision. This painting is genuinely made by Gu Kaizhi...

Ye Haoxuan jokingly glanced at the antique shop owner, and then sneered: Boss, it’s wrong to do business like this. I’m not good at bullying me for being young, right?

Ye Haoxuan was just now, and he looked extremely smart. The antique shop owner knew that Ye Haoxuan was ruthless and had no idea.

He had no choice but to sigh: OK, I saw at first sight that I had a fate with my little brother, so I honestly told you that I would like to be friends in the future. Although this painting was copied by later generations, it also has certain collection value, so...

The antique shop owner stretched out five fingers.

Ye Haoxuan's eyelids twitched. He didn't think the antique shop owner was talking about 500 yuan. Judging from the trend, it was at least 5,000 yuan...

Ye Haoxuan sneered at the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head and said: The boss is not very kind in business. Let’s make some profits. How about we make friends?

Ye Haoxuan said as he stretched out five fingers, but his palm was facing inward...

The antique shop owner was stunned. He knew that Ye Haoxuan's slap was five hundred yuan. He couldn't help but sigh: Brother, you're too ruthless in your price, no, no... I'll lose all my money... I shook my head while saying that.

Ye Haoxuan said: The boss is honest.

The antique shop owner stretched out three fingers...

Ye Haoxuan sighed: How about cutting half of it? To be honest, I don’t like this painting, but the elders in my family like to collect some calligraphy and paintings. I, as a junior, want to buy some to be filial to you...

The antique shop owner gritted his teeth, brother, look at me as big as a store and so many friends, our industry looks glamorous on the surface, but in fact it is under great pressure. In this way, I'm adding a thousand... I really can't do it if I don't...

After almost the price was under pressure, Ye Haoxuan nodded and said: Deal.

The antique shop owner smiled and took off the painting, and then went to the counter with Ye Haoxuan to check out.

Ye Haoxuan is actually only a little over 2,500. This is what he saved on weekdays. Now he is exhausted from ammunition and food.

After opening the document, the store owner smiled and said: Little brother, what do you need next time? Remember to patronize...

Ye Haoxuan nodded.

And at this moment, a voice sounded behind Ye Haoxuan: Hey, Gu Kaizhi's landscape painting?

Ye Haoxuan turned around and saw a middle-aged man looking at the painting in Ye Haoxuan's hand curiously.

Ye Haoxuan turned around, and the middle-aged man immediately smiled and nodded and signaled to Ye Haoxuan: Little brother, can you let me see this painting?

Ye Haoxuan smiled and nodded, giving the painting to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took it, watched it carefully, and then sighed: It turned out to be a copy of the work.

The middle-aged man closed the painting and said: Little brother, although this painting is a copy, its painting style is very similar to Gu Kaizhi, and it also has certain value. I wonder if the little brother is interested in giving up love?

Before Ye Haoxuan could speak, the shop owner's eyelids twitched and said immediately: How much can you pay? He couldn't help but regret that he had taken action so quickly. If this middle-aged man came early, he might be able to raise the price.

The middle-aged man smiled and said: 20,000 yuan, little brother, what do you think?

Twenty thousand? The shop owner's hand shook and he immediately regretted it.

There is a saying in the antique industry that if you don’t open it for three years, you will eat it for three years. Although the antique shop is big, the antique business has been difficult in recent years. The boss has made a lot of plans and can earn about 300,000 or 400,000 yuan a year. The ancient paintings in front of him were collected by him for more than 100 yuan. If they were sold to this middle-aged man, they would almost be worth half a month’s income.

He regretted it secretly, Damn, I miscalculated today.

Unexpectedly, Ye Haoxuan shook his head and said: Sorry, I don’t want to sell it.

The antique shop owner breathed a sigh of relief. If he saw Ye Haoxuan selling more than 2,000 items from him, it would have been nearly ten times more in a blink of an eye, it would have been more uncomfortable than killing him.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly and said: Little brother, I really like this painting. In this way, if you add 20,000 yuan, the price is much higher than the market.

The antique shop owner buzzed his head and almost slapped his big mouth. The middle-aged man in front of him was obviously a person who was not short of money. If he had come early, it might be possible that this painting would be sold for 70,000 to 80,000 yuan.

This... Ye Haoxuan obviously felt a little hesitant.
Chapter completed!