Chapter 78: Antique Street is said to be a mistress?
Fu Yang and Qi Lin didn't walk fast. Whenever they came across a stall, they would go over to take a look.
"Generally speaking, the items sold in the shops along this kind of antique street are genuine, but there might be a few fakes. Also, the items sold in the shops are generally quite expensive, so it's almost impossible to find a bargain."
"Let's go to the stalls now, and if there's really nothing there, we'll go to the shops."
Of course Qi Lin listens to Fu Yang.
"good."
Fu Yang walked and looked, explaining to Qi Lin from time to time.
"There are many ways to fake antiques, such as the material, craftsmanship, patterns, and inscriptions. So if you don't know much about these things and just judge based on the appearance of the item, you are likely to be cheated."
Qi Lin nodded seriously, looking like a good student.
Fu Yang looked at several stalls but didn't see any real things.
This shows how prevalent counterfeit goods are today.
If someone who doesn't know the business comes, he might get cheated every time he takes.
Fu Yang walked forward a little further and stopped in front of a middle-aged woman's stall.
The woman looked a little haggard, with white hair. Seeing Fu Yang and Qi Lin approaching, she took a deep breath and said, "Hello."
"Look at whatever you want, and ask the price."
She felt a little nervous.
This was her first time setting up a stall, and she had no experience in fooling people.
If the neighbor next door hadn't told me that I could make money every day by setting up a stall on this antique street, and if I met a fool, as long as I could fool him well, I might be able to make a living for three years from the moment I opened my stall.
Anyway, when it comes to antiques, it all comes down to "looking first". If you buy something and find it's fake, you can regret it but you can't return it.
Whether buying real or fake, buying at a high or low price, the buyer bears the risk himself and no returns are allowed. This is the industry rule.
The woman listened to her neighbor, and since her family had no other choice, she did the same as her neighbor and bought old antiques to set up a stall on this street.
She felt that the things she sold were not enough, so she specially picked up a few things from her hometown to make up the number.
"Do you two like anything?"
Fu Yang took a look at her face, then picked out a few items and asked about their prices.
The woman looked at the items she had selected and pretended to be calm as she quoted their prices.
"This is a jade pendant from the Ming Dynasty, passed down from my great-grandmother's grandmother. It's been preserved in excellent condition. If you like it, take it for 30,000 yuan."
She saw that the two people in front of her were very young, and they might be the rich second generation with lots of money that the neighbors talked about.
It should be easy to fool.
Fu Yang's mouth twitched when he heard that.
What kind of jade pendant is this from the Ming Dynasty?
It is clearly something that was soaked in strong acid and then colored with chemical pigments. It costs only two or three dollars.
"Where is this bronze mirror?"
The woman pretended to be mysterious at this time and said to Fu Yang in a low voice:
"This is a really good thing, girl. You have a good eye! This is the most valuable thing on my stall! It's a bronze mirror from the Tang Dynasty. My family has kept it for many years. If it weren't for the difficult life now, I really wouldn't be willing to sell it."
After saying that, she raised three fingers towards Fu Yang.
"Here, three hundred thousand is for you. I gave it to you because you and your boyfriend are both good-looking."
Fu Yang just smiled and said nothing.
This is a pure handicraft made of modern alloy materials. The rust on the surface of the bronze mirror is also made with chemicals. As for the wear marks on the bronze mirror, they are polished out with sandpaper.
This one is more valuable than the modern jade pendant, worth only a few dozen dollars.
The woman looked at Fu Yang's expression, and for a moment she didn't know whether she believed what she said or not, and whether she should continue talking.
Fu Yang was still nonchalant. He picked out a few more items and asked her to quote a price, then gave her a few quotes.
"Boss, the price you gave me is not fair. For this last box, please give me a real price. If it's not suitable, I will move on to the next buyer."
Fu Yang's expression was impeccable, and the woman couldn't guess whether she wanted to buy it or what she wanted to buy.
Looking at what Fu Yang was holding in her hand, it was a small box she brought from her hometown. The inside was pitch black and looked very dirty. It was originally used as an ashtray. The woman thought about it and gave a price.
"Beauty, this is also a good thing, it's from the Qing Dynasty. If you really like it, take it for three thousand yuan."
Fu Yang raised an eyebrow.
She got it right.
What she was holding was a copper ink cartridge from the late Qing Dynasty. The quality was not very good, but it was still worth less than 20,000 yuan in the market.
"Three hundred dollars."
The woman pursed her lips.
"Beautiful lady, your price is too high. Just cut it down by 90%."
Oops, the neighbor was right.
There are indeed some people who are stupid and have a lot of money.
Fu Yang:
"Look at how dirty the inside of your box is. If it weren't for the beautiful carvings on the lid, I wouldn't even ask."
Women are embarrassed.
"How about this, beautiful girl? I'll open a shop for you today. It's one thousand dollars. If you like it, take it."
Then he looked at Qi Lin and said:
"Handsome guy, your girlfriend likes this box so much, so you bought it for her to make her happy, right?"
When Qi Lin heard the word "girlfriend", he subconsciously looked at Fu Yang, wanting to know her reaction.
Seeing that Fu Yang did not deny it, Qi Lin did not clarify that they were not a couple, but just pretended to be helpless and said:
"I'll listen to her. If I buy it too expensive, she'll be angry."
Fu Yang blinked.
He pretends really well.
Then he looked at the woman and said:
"Boss, it's no use talking to him. You still have to listen to me."
"Well, I won't waste my time with you anymore. I'll give you a price of five hundred yuan. If you don't, forget it."
Of course women go out!
She made a profit by selling such a broken box for five hundred yuan.
But she still pretended to be embarrassed and said:
"Okay then, five hundred then, and we'll open today."
Fu Yang put away the ink cartridge and quickly counted out five hundred yuan for her.
After the woman took the money, she said something meaningful.
"Boss, this pen holder of yours is a good thing, don't sell it easily."
The woman was stunned. Pen holder?
Isn't it a chopstick holder?
She watched Fu Yang and Qi Lin walk away, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind. She rushed into the antique shop nearby with the pen holder in her arms.
"Boss, do you want to accept this?"
On the other side, Miao Yueli told Gu Jingshen that she was going out and rushed directly to the antique street where Fu Yang was.
After seeing Fu Yang's back not far away, Miao Yueli's eyes turned cold, and then immediately changed to a pitiful and heartbroken expression and walked straight over.
"Miss Fu."
Fu Yang turned his head upon hearing this.
"Who are you?"
This is a strange man.
Before Miao Yueli could say anything, her eyes were already red.
"Ms. Fu, I know you don't know me, but you know my fiancé."
Fu Yang was puzzled.
"Who is your fiancé?"
Miao Yueli shed two lines of tears.
"He is the movie star Gu Jingshen, my fiancé. We are about to get married, please don't interfere in our relationship, okay? I really love him, please don't take him away from me."
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