Of course, he knew the value of this commemorative clock for the 45th anniversary of William II. Even without considering its history, the clock itself is worth about $350,000. If you take into account its more than 100 years of history, the value of this clock will be at least ten times or even more.
Seeing Yang Jing looking at the clock, the old man came over and said proudly, "Yang, you have a very good eye. This clock can be said to be the treasure of my shop. There are only six of this commemorative clock produced 103 years ago left in the world, and the only ones that can work normally are mine and another one in the collection of another British nobleman."
Seeing the envy in Yang Jing's eyes, the old man said with more pride: "Yes, this clock produced by Kieninger to commemorate William II's 45th birthday is the only one left in Paris and even in France. Of course, it is also very expensive."
Yang Jing asked: "Mr. Armand, can you tell me the price of this clock? I really hope to learn more about clocks from you."
"Of course, young man. My father bought this clock from a German more than 40 years ago. If it were to be auctioned now, the starting price would definitely not be less than 4 million euros. However, I have never thought of selling this clock, so I don't know how much it is worth now."
Hearing the price, Yang Jing secretly stuck out his tongue, then smiled and said: "Mr. Armand, thank you very much for letting me learn so much knowledge. But this clock is really a beautiful treasure! It will attract the attention of anyone who comes to your shop."
The old man smiled and narrowed his eyes, but his arrogance was clearly revealed in his expression.
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