Chapter 493： Yuan blue and white flat bottle with dragon design

Liao Ming had been watching by the side, and when he heard Song Yun say this, he immediately stood up.

"Is this really a good thing?"

Liao Ming didn't believe it a little bit. What was on the table was a flat bottle with a dragon pattern, which seemed to be nothing unusual.

Song Yun ignored Liao Ming or looked at Han Jun.

"You haven't told me how did this bottle come from?"

Song Yun is really curious. This is the best antique he has ever seen today. The person in front of him does not look like a veteran of antique collectors. He really doesn’t understand. There will be such a good thing.

"bought!"

"I bought it here at the antique market!"

Han Jun answered honestly.

"how much did you spend?"

Song Yun asked.

"It didn't cost much!"

"I bought it for 300 yuan!"

"I just think it's a bit old and looks pretty pleasing to the eye. Anyway, it doesn't cost much, so I just bought it!"

As Han Jun said, he touched his nose embarrassedly. He didn't know anything about antiques. The main purpose of coming here with friends was to play. When he saw it, he thought it was okay and the price was not high, so he bought it and ran into it. There is an appraisal today, just take it over and have a look. The idea is very simple. If it is fake, just smash it.

Song Yun was a little speechless, this luck was simply against the sky.

"Why haven't I encountered such a good thing?"

Song Yun shook his head as he talked. He walked around here for many days, and he visited almost all the antique stalls and antique shops, and missed this thing for some reason.

"Teacher Song, do you think this thing is a good thing?"

"Don't know how much it is worth?"

Han Jun looked at Song Yun cautiously with anticipation on his face. He bought this bottle for several hundred yuan. If he could sell it for 8,000 yuan, it would be so good and not good.

"good stuff!"

"Of course it's a good thing!"

"In the words of the antique circle, you picked up a leak, and picked up a big leak!"

"Your luck is bursting!"

"With so many people wandering here all day, you bought this bottle. It's really good!"

Song Yun did not hide anything, and gave a thumbs up to Han Jun.

"what?"

"Really?!"

"So can this bottle sell for 10,000 yuan?"

Han Jun was very happy, and immediately asked again. He didn't care about the origin of the bottle in front of him. The only thing he cared about was how much it was worth.

"10,000 yuan?"

"If you are willing to sell this thing for 10,000 yuan, bring a truck to me!"

Song Yun was angry and funny. It was really ignorance to be fearless. You could say something like 10,000 yuan.

"what?"

"Can't sell 10,000 yuan?"

"5000 is always okay?!"

Han Jun was a little disappointed. Song Yun's reaction was so big that he thought he could sell some money, but he didn't even think that he would not even have 10,000.

"I said, did you hear what I said?"

"Or maybe you can hear clearly, but there is a problem with understanding?"

Song Yun felt a little speechless at this moment, and the other party couldn't understand what his words meant.

"Young man! You really have a problem! You can't hear what Mr. Song said? He is saying that your bottle is worth a lot of money! What is 10,000 yuan worth? Ten thousand yuan!"

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"Hahaha!"

"That's not wrong!"

"But hundreds of thousands are still less! I think it's at least 1 million!"

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"I think this young man is so happy that he can't understand the meaning of Teacher Song's words at all!"

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"Envy and jealousy!"

"This is really envy and jealousy!"

"What I bought for a few hundred dollars turned into a hundred, hundreds of thousands, or even millions, in an instant. With a proper rhythm of picking up and leaking, why didn't this kind of thing fall to me?!

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Han Jun listened to the discussion around him, and only then reacted.

"Teacher Song, are they true?"

"Is the bottle I bought really worth one hundred and hundreds of thousands?!"

Han Jun stared at Song Yun fiercely, his ears were even more erect, for fear of missing a word.

"They are not right at all!"

"The bottle you bought is not worth a hundred thousand dollars."

Song Yun smiled and shook his head.

what? !

Han Jun was dumbfounded and looked at Song Yun, not knowing what to say.

"Song Yun, don't fool you, kid, hurry up and tell the truth?!"

Liao Ming smiled and patted Song Yun on the shoulder, he naturally saw that this was a joke.

"Mr. Liao."

"Where is the fool?!"

"I'm telling the truth. This bottle is not worth one hundred and hundreds of thousands at all. In fact, its market price has reached 20 million. 20 million and one hundred and hundreds of thousands are not the same, OK?!

Song Yun spread his hands and looked helpless.

"20000000?"

"How could it be 20 million?"

"How can this thing I bought is worth so much?"

Han Jun seemed to be struck by thunder in his forehead, standing still like rotten wood, his mind was blank, and he could not react for a long time.

Song Yun smiled. Han Jun's reaction is not strange at all. Not to mention 20 million, even a few million is an astronomical figure for ordinary people. He still remembers the first time he found it. In the situation, the whole person was completely stupid, and the person in front of him was actually almost the same as himself at the time.

"Song Yun, are you sure this bottle is worth so much money?!"

Liao Ming's eyes widened. His experience in collecting and appraisal is very rich. Except for the first moment, he actually vaguely feels that this is a good antique, but in his imagination it will be the sky. It was worth 5 million, and now I heard that it was worth 20 million. I was shocked.

"Mr. Liao, take a closer look at this bottle. The whole body is decorated with green patterns. There is a Ruyi head on the belly of the bottle and a dragon underneath. If you look closely, you will find that the bottle is simple and elegant, and the decorative strokes are smooth. They are all characteristics of Yuan Qinghua."

Song Yun nodded affirmatively. The bottle in front of him is Yuan Qinghua. Although it is fundamentally different from the big jar of character stories he picked up before, it is also a rare thing and can be sold easily. 20 million, which is nothing strange.

"what?"

"This is Yuan Qinghua?"

Liao Ming couldn't help it anymore, he directly picked up the flat and looked at it carefully.

"Hahaha!"

"it is ridiculous!"

"This is so ridiculous!"

"How could this be a Yuanqinghua?"

"You are the Chinese cabbage in the world of Yuan Qinghua, can you find it at will?"

Song Yun frowned, saying this very arrogantly, not at all polite.