"Yes, of course I didn't tell you this, but someone else told you. I'm talking about the person who sold you Red Coral Ruyi."
Song Yun talked about the Ruyi in his hand.
"Zhou, if you think about it, did you sell you this Ruyi person, did you say something similar to what I just said?"
Zhou Zhengdong thought about it for a while and nodded. It was indeed the case. The person who sold him to his wishful mind, said almost exactly the same as Song Yun said, but is there any problem with this?
"Zhou Zhengdong, Song Yun's words mean that the Ruyi you bought is fake, and the words Song Yun said just now were used by the person who sold you Ruyi to fool you."
When Gong Yangqiu saw Zhou Zhengdong still didn't understand, he just said it directly.
"what?"
"Is it impossible?"
"That's a well-known antique dealer in the circle. I bought a lot of things from him. I have had a relationship for many years. He can't lie to me about this kind of thing!"
Zhou Zhengdong only understood what Song Yun meant, but he didn't believe it.
"What is your price for this Ruyi?"
"It should be around 600,000, I wonder if I guessed it right?"
Song Yun did not quarrel with Zhou Zhengdong, and estimated a price.
"Mr. Song, why do you even know this?"
Zhou Zhengdong nodded, and couldn't help being a little surprised, how Song Yun could even guess this.
"Mr. Zhou, if you sell it to someone like Ruyi, it's almost impossible to say that the market price of this Ruyi is about 700,000 to 800,000. You are a regular customer, and it’s a bit cheaper, just 600,000.”
Tang Miaomiao couldn’t bear it at this time. He laughed and said, this is a routine. The routine used by unscrupulous antique dealers in business is very simple but very practical. Almost every time it is used, Zhou Zhengdong is one of the victims. .
Zhou Zhengdong's expression began to become ugly at this time. If only Song Yun said this, he would still be a little skeptical and would not believe it, but now that Tang Miaomiao was added, he couldn't help but believe it.
Song Yun walked to a shelf. He saw a small dish just now. Inside the dish were some scattered beads, among them a red coral the size of a rice grain.
"This red coral is real, and the quality is very good. If it is not smaller, it can be sold at a good price." Song Yun said while looking left and right, "Zhou, I don't know if you have any. hammer?"
Zhou Zhengdong didn't know what medicine was sold in Song Yun's gourd, but he still found the hammer.
Song Yun squatted down, put the red coral beads in his hand on the floor, waved the hammer, and smashed it into powder with two strokes.
Song Yun picked up Ruyi and smashed it on the ground. There was no accident. He broke into two pieces without looking at it. He waved a hammer and smashed one of them into powder.
"Let's take a look!"
"What is the difference between the two!"
Song Yun dropped the hammer, clapped his hands and walked aside.
Zhou Zhengdong squatted down, and after smashing it into powder, there was no technical content, and the difference was obvious at a glance. Song Yun was not wrong at all, and Ruyi was indeed fake.
Zhou Zhengdong’s expression became very ugly. Some of them were money. To him, one hundred and a few hundred thousand dollars were nothing but money. This matter had nothing to do with money. He didn’t get up and down, and he was beaten severely. He remembered that he would take it if he had a friend recently. To show off by surprise, I feel that my face has been beaten badly. After the left cheek is beaten, the right cheek is swollen. Now if there is a hole in the ground, I will definitely get in. It is really faceless to see people.
"Zhou Zhengdong, this kind of thing is very common, isn't it just buying fakes?"
"It's no big deal!"
Ram Qiu said lightly.
Shen Xue couldn't hold back this time, she opened her mouth and smiled.
Bad!
This sentence is really bad!
On the surface, Gong Yangqiu said that it seemed to comfort Zhou Zhengdong, but in fact it was an alternative face slap. People who play antiques are already embarrassed when they encounter eye slaps. Now that he said this, he may wish to hang himself. Wipe the neck.
Zhou Zhengdong's face turned red and white. What Gong Yangqiu said was like a knife pierced into his heart, and there was no room for rebuttal.
"Mr. Song, I don't know if there is anything else fake here?"
Zhou Zhengdong's suffocated old face flushed, and it took a long time to relieve his breath.
Song Yun didn't speak, he didn't want to speak at all.
Zhou Zhengdong was stunned. Although Song Yun didn't say anything, although he didn't say whether the antiques he bought were fake, it was the best thing to say nothing, and the meaning could not be clearer.
Zhou Zhengdong was fiercely angry, and he now had an urge to destroy everything in his heart, wanting to smash all the antiques in his own collection room.
Zhou Zhengdong didn't know how long it had passed, as if it were a century long, and finally suppressed the anger in his heart.