Chapter 340： Accidentally dug a hole

"Hey!"

"This brother, which one do you like?"

"Why don't I see you make a move at all!?"

Next to Song Yun stood a middle-aged man, about 40 years old, with a stomach full, his clothes were very good, he should have a little money in his pocket, and he looked familiar. Seeing Song Yun just watching the fun, he simply Take the initiative to speak up.

"These antiques are not my favorite. If I see something I like, I will definitely take it."

Song Yun smiled, and didn't tell the truth. The feeling of pretending to be a general collector is not too good.

Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue glared at Song Yun. They were too fake and lacked any sincerity. The middle-aged man was obviously a complete novice, and Song Yun couldn't understand the meaning in his words.

"I think these antiques are very good, and I want to buy them, but I really can’t tell whether these antiques are real or fake. I’m a little worried. If I buy fakes, the money spent is a trivial matter. , Tens of thousands of dollars are considered as tuition fees. The problem is that it will be very uncomfortable."

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"I knew I should hire a master appraisal, so that I don't have to be blind."

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The middle-aged man was nagging, rubbing his hands while talking, obviously very nervous.

Song Yun was amused secretly, this is a typical feature of a novice, not surprising at all.

"Now the auction is the Qingyongzheng blue and white lotus pond mandarin duck plate."

Song Yun looked up at night and then turned to look at the middle-aged man.

"This thing is real, the price is not too expensive, less than 15,000 yuan, if you can buy it, it is worth it."

Song Yun looked at the middle-aged man extremely anxious, wanted to make a move but didn't dare to make a move, so he simply opened his mouth and pointed.

"Is it really like this?"

"Is this antique really real?"

"If you take 15,000 yuan, you can still make money?"

The middle-aged man's chatter reappeared again. Instead of questioning Song Yun, he said that he was a bit too nervous.

Song Yun smiled and stopped talking. He had already said everything that should be said. How to decide that was a matter for the middle-aged man.

"100 yuan!"

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"500 yuan!"

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"1000 yuan!"

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"it is good!"

"Bought it!"

The middle-aged man watched other people constantly shouting prices, and finally couldn't help but made up his mind.

"2000 yuan!"

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"5000 yuan!"

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"6500 yuan!"

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"6550 yuan!"

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"6600 yuan!"

"The first time at RMB 6,600!"

"The second time for RMB 6,600!"

"The third time for RMB 6,600!"

"Deal!"

The middle-aged man waved his hand vigorously, his forehead was sweat, and the clothes on his body were sweat.

Song Yun laughed. She knew that 6000 yuan must be a small number for the middle-aged man next to her. The reason for being so excited and sweating is no problem with the amount of money. This is how the auction process will be. It stimulates the adrenal glands, completely unable to control oneself.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"I bought it for 6000 yuan!"

"I really didn't think I bought it for 6000 yuan!"

The middle-aged man blushed and patted Song Yun on the shoulder, extremely happy.

"By the way, brother, I don't know how much this antique is?"

"You said just now that it's worth buying for 15,000 yuan, is that true?"

The middle-aged man was very excited and almost danced, looking at Song Yun, he wondered how much the antique was worth.

"It's possible for more than 20,000 yuan and less than 50,000 yuan. It depends on who you are selling to and whether the buyer is very interested."

"In short, you can buy this antique for 6,000 yuan. It's definitely a bargain."

Song Yun said affirmatively.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"If this is the case, doesn't it mean I missed it?!"

The middle-aged man was even more proud when he heard Song Yun's words, and his voice grew louder and louder. If he had a tail at this time, he would surely rise to the sky.

Song Yun shook his head gently. People who play antiques are all of the same virtue. Once you know that you are picking up a leak, no matter how big or small the leak is, even if you make 100 yuan, it is like making 10 million. He is the most popular person in the world.

Song Yun has also gone through this stage. At the beginning, there was no way to calm down. Now it is different. After experiencing it many times, he gradually got used to it.

Tang Miaomiao and Shen Xue are on the sidelines. All of this is naturally in their eyes. They are very clear that the middle-aged man in front of them is truly in the pit. If he was just a fan before, then he is now small After picking it up, and being so tempted, once the middle-aged man returns and shows off this antique to his friends, or the real money he makes after the sale, it is even more incredible. , Will definitely jump into the big pit of antique collection, this is a lifetime thing, it is impossible to climb out again.

"Song Yun!"

"You dug a big hole!"

"This person doesn't know that he should be grateful to you in the future, or curse you!"

Shen Xue joined Song Yun's ear and whispered.

Song Yun immediately understood what Shen Xue's words meant. He didn't think of this when he first started. He just saw the middle-aged man in a hurry, so he just gave some pointers. Such things are for him. It was nothing more than just opening your mouth, and it didn't take much effort, but Shen Xue was right at all. She simply dug a hole for the middle-aged man. God knows that this man can't climb after jumping down.