One hundred and fifty thousand.

This price is not low.

But compared to the things Lin Han usually picks up.

It's really not cost-effective.

With such quality and age,

Lin Han could only give one hundred thousand at most.

It was all because the two bosses, Wang and Zhang, angered the knife seller.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so stubborn and refuse to sell it for 150,000.

Lin Han looked at Zhang and Wang.

This man named Wang is just an ordinary businessman, greedy for money and lustful.

Although he is not a good person, he is not a wicked villain either.

Lin Han doesn’t know much about the man with the surname Zhang.

It is said that he has some connections in the antique circle of Siping City, but Lin Han never paid attention to him.

So, I don’t know much about his background.

However, it is true that Zhang is a very cunning person.

The two of them came to Shuangmulin this time, maybe it was Zhang who instigated them behind the scenes.

Thinking of this, Lin Han hummed, turned around and instructed Zhang Lao:

"Uncle Zhang, you give the seller 150,000 and prepare the sales contract."

Mr. Zhang nodded without hesitation and turned to the back room to get something.

The two bosses, Zhang and Wang, were anxious.

They looked at each other and jumped down from the armchair.

Realizing that he had lost control, he quickly pulled back:

"Lin Han, are you sure this thing is authentic?"

"That's right, a knife costs a hundred thousand at most, but you spent a hundred and fifty thousand?"

The two men spoke in a panic, as if they were afraid that Lin Han would suffer a loss.

As the saying goes, seeing others make money is as painful as losing money yourself.

I'm afraid Zhang and Wang are feeling the same way at this moment.

It seemed like a bad thing at first, but when it came to Lin Han, he gave him 150,000 without any explanation!

You know, Lin Han has golden pupils.

He never made mistakes with anything under his hands.

What does that mean?

This means that this knife is worth far more than 150,000!

Zhang and Wang regretted it so much that their intestines turned green.

Isn’t this the fat meat that was right in front of his mouth, but it was snatched away by Lin Han again?

But this matter cannot be said openly, so he had to do everything possible to prevent Lin Han from making a deal with the knife seller.

Lin Han pressed his hands, signaling Zhang and Wang not to be anxious.

Wait for Mr. Zhang to come out with the cash and the contract.

The knife seller signed the agreement and left with the money, satisfied.

Lin Hancai said to the two of them sincerely:

"Brother Zhang, Brother Wang, I know your good intentions."

"But I've seen this knife before in the Complete Records of the Ming Palace. The earliest record of it should be in the Ming Dynasty, so 150,000 is a big bargain!"

"What?"

"Ming Dynasty?"

Both Zhang and Wang began to tremble in their hearts!

Could it be that Lin Han had taken advantage of this big opportunity again?

You know, if it is really a sword from the Ming Dynasty, it would be worth at least half a million.

well!

How come they both failed so badly?

Before Lin Han came, they also had a keen eye for talent.

But now, it seems like I have reached a dead end.

Not only did no guests come.

Finally, I found a buyer, and he bought something from the Ming Dynasty.

Were they all chased to Lin Han's place?

It's so unlucky that even drinking cold water can cause toothache!

Boss Zhang pinched his fingers in hatred until the joints turned white.

"Boss Lin, this thing is at most what the seller said, from the Yongzheng period. How could it be from the Ming Dynasty?"

He stared at Lin Han intently and asked:

"Boss Lin, you must be mistaken. A sword from the Yongzheng period would only be sold for 100,000 at most. If you sell it for 150,000, you can sell it for 250,000 later. There's no way anyone would take it over!"

After Boss Zhang finished speaking, he raised his head slightly and looked at Lin Han.

Lin Han knew that this person was much more powerful than Boss Wang.

Sure enough, he hit the nail on the head in just a few words.

In fact, antique shops like Shuangmulin, although they are merchants, are actually middlemen.

Buy low and sell high.

If the purchase price is too high, plus the labor, maintenance, and time loss in the middle, the cost will increase a lot when it’s time to sell it.

If you don't handle it well, it will be a disaster.

If Lin Han cannot sell this knife at a high price, he will undoubtedly suffer a small loss.

Lin Han frowned and snorted:

"Don't worry about how much or how much I want to sell it for, my dear neighbors! I won't give it away!"

Unexpectedly, Lin Han, who was so cheerful and smiling just now,

When talking about the resale of the sword, they actually turned hostile.

Boss Zhang, who originally didn't quite believe that Lin Han had gotten a bargain, couldn't help but feel nervous.

Could it be that... this knife is really from the Ming Dynasty?

Unfortunately, Lin Han had already ordered them to leave.

Zhang and Wang had no choice but to say goodbye and leave with a wry smile.

After leaving Shuangmulin, the two men immediately looked unhappy, and Lao Wang even spat fiercely at the Shuangmulin store.

"What's so great about that! Isn't it just a broken knife?"

After saying that, he looked at Boss Zhang and said, "Boss Zhang, are we just going to let him step on us every day? Our business will plummet!"

Boss Zhang looked at Shuangmulin's window with a sinister look on his face: "What else can we do? The sword is probably from the Ming Dynasty, and he got it at a bargain price again!"

"No! How much business has he taken away from us since Shuangmu Lin opened?"

Lao Wang thought for a moment and said, "When the knife seller came to my house, he left his contact information. Let's go find him!"

Boss Zhang immediately understood what Lao Wang was planning.

The knife seller thought his knife was from Emperor Yongzheng, so he asked for 150,000 yuan.

If he knew that his knife was from the Ming Dynasty, would he not make trouble for Lin Han?

"Don't forget, they have signed the agreement!" Boss Zhang reminded Lao Wang.

"Agreement? Humph! Money talks. If there's money to be made, why would a knife seller care about an agreement?"

After saying that, Lao Wangchao walked to his own store and said to Boss Zhang: "Just treat me!"

Inside the Shuangmulin store.

Mr. Zhang carefully put away the long sword and asked Lin Han:

"Xiaohan, is this knife really from the Ming Dynasty?"

Lin Han snorted, leaned on the sofa and said:

"What Ming Dynasty? It's just a knife from the Yongzheng period. And Uncle Zhang, you know that this thing can't be sold for much."

Um?

Mr. Zhang looked at Lin Han in surprise:

"Then why do you say it's from the Ming Dynasty?"

"Why else?" Lin Han took a sip of tea slowly:

"To make those two neighbors jealous, to strike a blow to them... and also to hype up this knife."

Mr. Zhang frowned and thought for a moment, then he smiled.

"You! Two old foxes can't beat you!"

Lin Han did not comment, but only said:

"In business, if you don't move forward, you will move backward."

"Zhang Wang and the other two were forced into a corner by us, so they had to lower their dignity and follow us... This time I will make them lose both their wife and their troops!"

Mr. Zhang packed up the precious sword and found a secluded corner to put it there.

Lin Han stopped him.

"No, since it's a precious sword from the Ming Dynasty, we should put it in the most conspicuous place!"

He cleared the most conspicuous spot in the display case, took the sword, and placed it respectfully.

The two of them looked at it carefully.

Not to mention, a 150,000-yuan sword is surrounded by ceramics and calligraphy worth 180,000 yuan.

I really feel like I'm a delicate person.

"When Jiang Taigong fishes, he has to wait for those who are willing to take the bait!"