When we arrived at the agreed place, it turned out to be a teahouse.
The little grandfather was a little hesitant to go in. He was wearing tattered clothes and saw that everyone entering and leaving the teahouse was dressed neatly and some were even wearing suits.
Little Grandpa has a bit of low self-esteem.
Yang Zhaozhao said, "Come in. I'll order you a cup of tea later. Drink it while you wait for me. Xiaoxiao will be doing homework with Xiaocui at our house. Sister-in-law Sun will make them something to eat."
Grandpa Xiaoxiao shook his head: "No, no, I'll go look around to see if there's anything broken. I'll come back to find you in an hour. You're inside."
As he was speaking, a man came out with a big gold chain around his neck, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was rich.
Yang Zhaozhao had seen him, and they happened to meet face to face.
The other party also recognized Yang Zhaozhao and paused: "Are you the one who collects antiques?"
"Are you the one selling the big jars?" Yang Zhaozhao didn't expect that after just a few days, he actually met an old acquaintance, and he had been cheated by him before.
A fake product worth 210,000 yuan, has it been exposed?
The man's surname was Zhao. Seeing how regretful Yang Zhaozhao was, he still suppressed it. He had asked her to buy it in the first place, but who knew it was fake.
Not only did he not make any money, he also lost 210,000 yuan. His wife wanted a divorce, and his child had no money to go to school, so she was about to cut off all ties with him.
That's all his money!
Later, I went to look for that boy, but I couldn't find him at all.
Beijing is such a big city, who knows where that kid is hiding after cheating someone.
Zhao Dajun didn't expect that even after looking at so many antiques, he could still make mistakes, causing him to lose 210,000 yuan in vain.
Now seeing Yang Zhaozhao, Zhao Dajun's eyes lit up, as if he had seen a savior.
"Are you the one introduced by the old man? Do you want to buy a big jar?" Okay, the more money he can get back, the better. Zhao Dajun decided to trick Yang Zhaozhao.
"It's me." Yang Zhaozhao could tell from Zhao Dajun's eyes that he thought she was a fool.
If it is the Yuan blue and white porcelain, then I really don’t want to buy it.
Seeing that they were chatting, Little Grandpa didn't interrupt them. He talked to Yang Zhaozhao for a while and then went out to take care of his own business.
After Yang Zhaozhao and Zhao Dajun introduced themselves, they sat down to drink tea.
Zhao Dajun couldn't wait to take out his fake big jar and boasted, "If something hadn't happened at home, I wouldn't have remembered to take action."
"We really didn't know each other until we fought. You saw it the other day. I spent 210,000 yuan to get this big jar. If you really like it, how about 215,000 yuan?"
Yang Zhaozhao shook his head.
Zhao Dajun knew that there was no chance of earning any more money, so he could only pretend to give up reluctantly: "Then it's 213,000."
Yang Zhaozhao still shook his head.
Zhao Dajun was embarrassed: "I have to make some money too. You have to pay me the storage fee, right?"
"You'd better ask someone else to take a look!" Yang Zhaozhao was straightforward. She was not so stupid as to wait to be cheated.
She wouldn't want a fake product even if it cost 213,000 yuan, let alone 21.3 yuan.
After all, even if the items were recycled, she wouldn't get her 50,000 yuan back.
Material Space: [That’s right.]
Yang Zhaozhao: “…”
Seeing that there was no room for maneuver, Zhao Dajun finally gave up and said in a compromising tone: "Okay, I'll give you the original price, 210,000 yuan, not a cent less."
"I'm sorry, it's too expensive. I can't afford it." Yang Zhaozhao refused.
Zhao Dajun didn't expect Yang Zhaozhao to be so honest. He started to show off his acting skills: "I was really anxious to make money. Big sister also knows that I spent 211,000 to get it."
Yang Zhaozhao nodded.
"How about this, I'll take a small loss and give you 200,000." I felt heartbroken after losing 10,000.
Yang Zhaozhao remained indifferent.
Zhao Dajun could only make a concession: "190,000."
Yang Zhaozhao took a sip of tea and said nothing.
Zhao Dajun could only continue to compromise: "The lowest price is 180,000. You can see that this is a cheap thing. Last time you offered 195,000."
"That was last time. I don't want it anymore." Yang Zhaozhao stood up and said, "Since there are no other antiques, I have something else to do and I'll leave first."
"150,000." Zhao Dajun didn't want to make money anymore. Any money he could get back was good.
Yang Zhaozhao lifted her hair and said to Zhao Dajun, "To be honest, even 15 yuan, let alone 150,000, seems too expensive to me. Do you understand what I mean?"
Zhao Dajun asked knowingly, "What do you mean? You think it's not worth the price? This is a large Yuan Dynasty blue and white porcelain jar, and it also features the Luoshen, a legendary figure. It's extremely rare, and there's probably only one like it in the world. 150,000 is really a good deal."
"It's a good deal. You can keep it as a family heirloom. I don't want it anyway." Yang Zhaozhao didn't point it out. Who wants a fake thing? She is not stupid.
Zhao Dajun sat dejectedly on the chair, watching Yang Zhaozhao leave so decisively, rubbing his face fiercely. He knew that this big jar had been smashed in his hands.
Brat,
asshole.
Don't let me see him.
If I meet that bastard, I will beat him to death.
Damn it, he actually made a fake product to fool himself.
When Zhao Dajun thought about how he had been cheated by a young boy, he became very angry and wanted to kill him.
Two hundred and ten thousand!
Zhao Dajun's heart bled at the thought.
Yang Zhaozhao found Xiaoxiao Grandpa and found out that they had not talked about it. Xiaoxiao Grandpa comforted Yang Zhaozhao. Yang Zhaozhao smiled and drove back home with everyone.
Zhao Dajun couldn't trick Yang Zhaozhao, so he decided to trick someone else.
He was carrying the big jar south when he met Sun Hui. When Sun Hui heard about the big Yuan blue and white porcelain jar, he became interested in it.
Who knew that when I asked someone to identify it, it turned out to be a fake.
It's not obviously fake, but it's still fake.
Zhao Dajun was beaten and had a finger broken. Just then he heard Sun Hui and Aqiang say, "I hate fakes the most in my life."
"Last time, that bitch Yang Zhaozhao made a fake product and caused me a lot of trouble. Now there are still people who want to fool me. They are doomed to fail." Sun Hui raised the tiger head and was about to hit Zhao Dajun.
Zhao Dajun was so frightened that he screamed, "Yang Zhaozhao, is that the beautiful woman, about twenty years old, with big white eyes?"
Sun Hui paused, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and asked, "Do you know her?"
"I... I know her," Zhao Dajun said. "I stole this big jar from her. Who knew it was a fake? Did you also steal things from her?"
Sun Hui raised his eyebrows: "Almost."
Zhao Dajun is not stupid. He has been thinking about this for the past few days. How come it looked real before him, but turned out to be a fake in the blink of an eye?
The only person who took over at that time was the woman named Yang Zhaozhao. She had no chance to cheat, so she was excluded.
But it was obviously real, but later it turned out to be fake.
Judging from the experience of Sun Hui and others, this is not just one example.
Zhao Dajun and Sun Hui thought about it, looked at each other, and thought of something.
Sun Hui almost smashed the table with his tiger head: "Interesting, it seems that this woman is a habitual offender and is very good at making fakes!"
The last painting worth a million dollars was fake, so it must be fake.
Now, this Yuan blue and white porcelain, according to the current auction price in Hong Kong, must be worth several million.
But, it’s fake.
Once it passes through her hands, the real thing will become fake.
Yang Zhaozhao, I’m afraid he has some extraordinary means.
Sun Hui talked to the old man for a while, and the old man, holding his pipe, asked: "Thief?"
"That's still uncertain. From what I've seen so far, she does have some ulterior motives. She was able to replace the genuine article right under people's noses, and she can even forge it."
Old Master Sun took a puff of his pipe, puffing away for a while, and said, "Let's test it out. If this is really the case, bring the people to Hong Kong City."
Sun Hui nodded: "Tuo!"
Thinking of Yang Zhaozhao's face, Sun Hui touched his chin and became interested.
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