“Are you selling the plaque?”

Lin Han pointed to the door outside.

The lady boss's eyes immediately fixed on Lin Han and she sneered:

"I didn't expect you have some vision, handsome boy! So many people coming and going are blind!"

She curled her lips slightly:

"That was written by a famous writer whom my dead husband had found in Beijing... His name is..."

She hissed, unable to remember the name of the famous person.

"Xunong."

Lin Han uttered two words softly.

“Yes, yes, yes!”

The proprietress pointed with her white fingers and finally smiled:

"I didn't expect you, a young man, to be quite knowledgeable."

Lin Han ignored her and asked how to sell the brand.

The proprietress sighed and said slowly:

"I don't know how much it cost, but it was written by a famous person, so you can give me 10,000 yuan!"

hiss……

Immortal Nie and Old Zhang behind him exchanged glances.

Lin Han remained calm.

Although Xu Nong is a modern calligrapher, the transaction prices of his works have always been high.

Two years ago at Christie's auction house, a calligraphy piece by Xu Nong sold for over one million yuan.

Although the three words "Boguzhai" indicate commercial attributes, the transaction price should be far above ten thousand.

A conservative estimate would be two to three hundred thousand!

"Madam boss, I'm buying a sign to open a restaurant. The three words Boguzhai are not suitable. Ten thousand is too expensive!"

Lin Han said as he looked at the collections on the display case behind the proprietress.

The proprietress was a little impatient and waved her hand:

"The rent is almost due! Just give me anything you want and I'll give it to you! Ten thousand is not a lot, I won't lower the price by a penny!"

That's fine.

Lin Han pointed upstairs and said, "Then shall I go up and pick one?"

"Go ahead!"

The proprietress waved her hand, turned her head towards the window, and ignored everyone.

Boom boom boom.

The group went up to the second floor along the wooden stairs. Before they could stand still, Immortal Nie approached Lin Han.

"Master, Xu Nong's calligraphy! Ten thousand is simply a leak from the sky!"

Lin Han hummed: "I know... let's see if there are any more bargains to be found!"

After saying that, Hawkeye fired intensively at the already empty second floor like a radar.

The second floor should have been the VIP area and reception area.

The reception area is decorated very luxuriously, as can be seen from the only remaining corner coffee table.

Against the wall of the reception room is a row of display cabinets and open exhibition stands.

Once upon a time, there should have been a lot of wonderful things here that were breathtaking.

"Alas! What a pity there is nothing fun to play with!"

Lin Han shook his head.

After hearing what was said, the people around him turned their eyes away from the one or two items that were left behind.

Ge Fu, on the other hand, was particularly interested in this kind of thing.

Pointing to the narcissus pot next to him that looked like the sun after the rain, he asked Lin Han:

"Is this thing wrong? The color looks good!"

Lin Han chuckled: "You have a good sense of aesthetics, but your vision is not good!"

"What do you mean?"

Ge Fu had long been accustomed to being attacked by Lin Han.

If someone else had said this to him, he would have kicked the floor long ago.

But the person who said that was Lin Han, and Ge Fu, the son of Jishiditang, had no way to stop him.

Lin Han stepped forward, bent and tightened his index finger, and with a click, it flicked on the edge of the narcissus pot.

There was a ding sound, and then the daffodil pot made a muffled sound.

The sound was muddy and without any sense of emptiness, and even the lingering sound was enough to make people frown.

This is contrary to its minimalist and noble appearance.

Ge Fu rubbed his ears: "Fake? How did you know?"

Lin Han half-leaned on the counter, looking down at the pot of daffodils.

"Ru kiln celadon, the ultimate aesthetic of Emperor Huizong of Song, Zhao Ji. If this thing is real, I guess it won't be a problem to buy this street!"

"Ah? So expensive?"

Ge Fu stared at him with those rich second-generation yet ignorant eyes.

"Of course, Song Huizong changed the complexity of the previous dynasty and led the minimalist aesthetic..."

Lin Han picked up the daffodil pot.

He switched his right hand to his left palm, and with his left fingers he moved along the bottom of the basin. The huge basin of daffodils seemed to be weightless and flew around in a circle.

Ge Fu, who was standing next to him, was so scared that he hurried forward to support it, but he saw that the narcissus pot fell steadily into Lin Han's palm again.

call……

Ge Fu breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest: "You scared me!"

"What a fuss!"

Lin Han continued:

"This color is called 'clouds breaking out after rain'. It looks like a lake under the moonlight, or a snow-capped mountain under the blue sky... In short, it is a superb color."

"But the color is right, but the item is wrong."

Lin Han put the narcissus basin away and shook his head: "The person who mixed the color has good skills, but it's a pity that he didn't use it in the right place."

After hearing this, everyone suddenly understood and nodded slightly in unison.

Of course, Immortal Nie could distinguish things of this level, but as Lin Han explained, he was also fascinated.

He actually nodded in agreement just like Chen Zeng.

"There's nothing upstairs, let's go! If not, we can only take the brand for 10,000!"

Lin Han went down the stairs first.

The proprietress saw that the people had empty hands and knew that they had not picked anything.

Preemptive statement: "The brand is 10,000 and the price will not be reduced!"

Lin Han acted sad: "Ten thousand is ten thousand! It's not easy for you!"

The proprietress glanced at him and pointed at the ladder in the corner: "You can pick it up yourself! If the sign is taken away, my Boguzhai will be finished!"

After saying that, he gritted his teeth and stopped looking at Lin Han and the others.

Chen Zengzhang and Ge Fu hurriedly carried the ladder out of the store, set it up, and took down the plaque.

Lin Hanze and Nie Shenxian stayed in the store.

Immortal Nie liked the screen. He put his hands behind his back and leaned over the screen to observe the details.

Lin Han's attention was on the plaque, with some regret in his heart.

How come I didn’t discover earlier that such a large antique shop was being transferred?

If you come a few days earlier, you might be able to find something fun!

He walked towards the door, wanting to tell Chen Zeng to handle it with care.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a small wooden table behind the counter.

It is a wooden shrine dedicated to the God of Wealth.

A statue of the God of Wealth is enshrined on top.

He is the Fortune Star among the Gods of Fortune, Longevity and Happiness, and is considered the God of Wealth.

The God of Wealth is divided into civil and military.

The God of Wealth is usually placed on both sides of the door, facing the inside of the house.

The God of Wealth is opposite the gate, facing the gate.

This statue of the God of Wealth is placed in the correct position and looks very smiling and lifelike.

The most important thing is the material of this God of Wealth. It is golden all over, but it reveals a simple and even rough texture.

Lin Han's heart skipped a beat and he slowly retracted his foot.

The proprietress was still staring out the window in a trance, and from time to time, she lowered her head to check her cell phone.

Lin Han glanced at the plaque that had been taken down and said:

"Ten thousand is still too expensive, give me something else!"

The proprietress came back to her senses after a while and pointed casually:

"Look for yourself!"

Lin Han glanced at it: "That screen?"

"ha?"

The proprietress looked at Lin Han:

"I thought you were a knowledgeable person! The screen cost more than 20,000 yuan when I bought it! I'm giving it to you as a gift? Are you awake from your dream?"

Lin Han said:

"Where is the God of Wealth?"