Yang Zhaozhao discovered that the other things in the box were also very unusual. Unexpectedly, it was an old sp.
"All of them have been evaluated and used to pay off debts!" Yang Zhaozhao didn't want to keep them.
The material space was delighted and immediately gave an estimated price: [A total of 12 pieces, divided according to the twelve months, a complete set in good condition, valued at 100,000.]
【Is it used for repayment? 】
"Yes." Is it difficult to keep it for the New Year if you don't pay it back?
Unexpectedly, it was worth some money. Yang Zhaozhao was very straightforward and didn't keep anything.
All the material spaces were taken away, and the remaining 8 million in bills were deducted from the 100,000 yuan. [Next month, there will be a debt of 770,000 yuan. Please make every effort to repay. If you fail to repay on time, you will be forced to follow the original plot.]
"I understand. Don't worry, I won't be in debt." After finally getting better, he returned to Farm 627. Isn't this fatal?
There are still more than twenty days before next month's bill, so Yang Zhaozhao is not in a hurry.
I arranged my work and went for a walk around Liulichang when I had nothing to do. There is an antique street there, and with the opening of the market, antiques have also become popular.
Nowadays, you can see old men taking a walk and playing with birds everywhere, as well as many people who are looking for bargains.
Yang Zhaozhao is also one of them.
Compared to other people, Yang Zhaozhao would definitely not make a move unless he made one, but once he did, he would make a fortune.
A beauty like Yang Zhaozhao appeared in the antique street, and she specifically looked for things that smelled good and were valuable. She would take away anything she liked.
The store was still open before. As soon as Yang Zhaozhao showed up, Fang knew that he had made some money. He smiled and took out his collection to show Yang Zhaozhao.
Yang Zhaozhao didn't look, she smelled.
Besides, she didn't need to look closely at the material space she carried with her, as it had already issued an alert: [Antique artifacts discovered, please reclaim!]
Yang Zhaozhao pointed to a round vase with a multicolored pattern of flowers in pastel enamel and gold and asked, "How much is this vase?"
The boss smiled and made an eight with his hands: "This is the money I just collected yesterday. I spent a lot of money on it. If you don't have this amount, you can't take it."
"Eight hundred." Yang Zhaozhao knew it was impossible.
The boss really shook his head and said, "The minimum is eight thousand. No less."
Material Space stated: [The vase is flawless and was produced in the official kiln during the Qianlong period. The estimated value is 40,000.]
All in all, Yang Zhaozhao made a profit by getting it for 8,000.
However, Yang Zhaozhao felt that she could suppress it a little more. She looked elsewhere and the material space reported a few more numbers, none of which were of high value.
Yang Zhaozhao didn't mind and planned to take them all away.
Unfortunately, the boss refused to give the package price: "This is really a small business. I rely on this store to support a family of more than ten people. It's not easy for me, sister. I really can't do without it."
"Then I'll look elsewhere. Boss, make a fortune." As someone who is very good at bargaining, how could Yang Zhaozhao not understand the game between buyers and sellers.
As soon as Yang Zhaozhao walked out of the store, the boss gritted his teeth and, with tears in his eyes, made Yang Zhaozhao 3,000 yuan, saying, "Hey, you can make it 100 yuan cheaper, or even lower. I really can't afford it."
"Okay, I'll pack them all up." Yang Zhaozhao was also straightforward. The less a hundred a hundred, the better. She was not a rich person. She was poor and had more than 7 million in debt left.
After packing the antiques, Yang Zhaozhao asked them to put them in the car. She then went to other shops to have a look. It was not easy for her to come here. After all, she was very busy, so she had to buy a few more good things before leaving.
Yang Zhaozhao went to the largest antique shop to have a look. It was newly opened. Yang Zhaozhao had not been here recently. Looking at this grand shop, he went in curiously to take a look.
Material Space: [A large number of antique artifacts have been detected. Please reclaim them.]
Yang Zhaozhao looked at the genuine items marked in the material space. She had used her dog nose a lot, and her beautiful eyes lit up as she stared at the most valuable ones.
It is also the treasure of the store. It is a three-colored statue of a Tang Dynasty woman dancing on a camel. The woman's face is lifelike and her smile is bright. It is very vivid. No wonder it is the treasure of the store.
This thing was originally a burial object.
But now it is placed here.
However, it is indeed worth viewing and collecting.
The clerk saw Yang Zhaozhao approaching and was frightened. He quickly reminded her, "This Tang Sancai is very valuable. Please don't get too close. You can look at other items."
Yang Zhaozhao didn't get angry at being looked down upon. He pointed at the Tang Sancai and asked, "How much is this?"
The clerk shook his head: "This is not for sale, you can only look at it."
"Where is your boss?" Yang Zhaozhao knew that as long as the price was right, he would sell it.
The clerk in front of him was obviously unable to do it, and Yang Zhaozhao did not make things difficult for her, nor did he want to waste his breath talking to her.
The clerk was a little unhappy when he heard this: "Boss, no, even if you come, I still won't sell this Tang Sancai. Be careful, don't drop it, after all, you can't afford the compensation."
"That's true, I'm poor." Yang Zhaozhao told the truth.
The clerk felt humiliated and glared at Yang Zhaozhao.
Yang Zhaozhao sneered, pointed at other things in the store, and asked, "How much are these?"
"If you are poor, don't ask about prices. I'm afraid you will be scared to death if I tell you." The things in the antique shop are not cheap, and it's not just melon seeds and peanuts, you can buy a bunch at a time.
The lowest price starts from 100,000, and the highest price is 100,000, which is the Tang Sancai.
Who would be willing to spend 100,000 to buy that thing? Wouldn’t it be better to buy meat?
"If you have the ability, try to scare me and see if I can be scared." Yang Zhaozhao pointed at the antiques marked by the material space, various vases and ornaments, all of which were real things.
Moreover, Yang Zhaozhao discovered that most of them were burial objects.
Yes, it's so long since the Tang Dynasty, how could there be any good things passed down? There is no other way to hide them except burying them underground.
Yang Zhaozhao didn't expect that this store could be displayed so openly.
"This one is three thousand, and this one is 1,000. Don't look down on this small cup, it's also 1,000. This one is even more amazing. Our boss said it's 30,000." The clerk looked proud and thought he could see Yang Zhaozhao stunned.
Unexpectedly, Yang Zhaozhao had an expression like she was shopping in a vegetable market, which did not surprise the clerk at all.
Yang Zhaozhao said: "They are all good. Give me a discount of 3,000 and I will buy them all."
"Not a penny less." The clerk saw that Yang Zhaozhao was not such a big spender. She was so young and didn't know anything. She must be looking for an excuse to get away.
She deliberately said it was cheap, and then she said it was not cheap, so that people could leave with a clear conscience.
If Yang Zhaozhao knew, she would only say that this shop assistant was too dramatic.
Just at this moment, another clerk came and his eyes lit up when he saw Yang Zhaozhao. He did not intend to steal his business and silently wiped the antique shelf with a towel.
The shop assistant saw Yang Zhaozhao curl her lips and look like she was about to run away, so she scoffed, "If you can't afford it, don't ask the price. This isn't a market where you can bargain. You've made people miss lunch."
As he spoke, he rolled his eyes at Yang Zhaozhao and called to another clerk, "Xiao Li, keep an eye on it. I'm going to have lunch."
Xiaoli nodded and gave Yang Zhaozhao an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, she is our boss's niece and has a bad temper. You can take a look at whatever you like."
Yang Zhaozhao smiled and nodded. She naturally wouldn't argue with a shop assistant. After all, she only liked to slap people in the face. "Where's your boss? I want to talk to him."
"Please wait a moment, I'll call him." Xiaoli, a clerk, dialed the number and told him about the situation in the store. The other party knew there was business and came over quickly.
He was a middle-aged man wearing a small-leaf red sandalwood bracelet, dressed in a long gown, and dressed in an elegant manner, but he had the face of a nouveau riche.
Yang Zhaozhao knew that she was the boss. She pointed at the Tang Sancai and asked, "What's the price?"
The boss shook his head: "Not for sale."
Yang Zhaozhao smiled and said, "There's no reason to not do business when you open a shop. I'm a straightforward person, and I hope the boss can be more straightforward. As long as the price is right, we're both good at it."
The boss took a look at Yang Zhaozhao and could tell that she was young and beautiful, and that she was not there to play around. She really looked like a buyer.
The boss thought about it and made the gesture of one and two.
Yang Zhaozhao understood, 120,000.
It’s indeed not cheap.
However, she had space for supplies: "What's the estimated value of this thing?"
The material space readily gave a price: "Tang Sancai dancing female pottery servant, flawless, expertly crafted, estimated value: 100,000."
Yang Zhaozhao took a breath of cold air.
Please give me a cart of this stuff!
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