Chapter 35： Buy silver needle

Pleasant time always flies quickly.

Unconsciously, the six of them left the rich man with drunkenness after 11:30 in the game.

The three little pretty girls were taken away by Wu Manchang and the three of them.

After Jiang Hao sent Zhu Lingling and Zhou Tzuyu home, he also took a taxi back to Victoria.

After Jiang Hao got up the next day, he was not in a hurry to go to work.

He took a taxi to the famous antique street in Xinghai, ready to buy a set of silver needles like the one used by Ouyang Lin.

After all, the silver needles nowadays are basically made by machines, and they no longer have the charm of ancient artifacts.

In the past, Jiang Hao liked to hang out in this antique street when he was fine, dreaming of making a fortune.

But he is not the worm here, he lacks the most basic discernment of antiques, and wanting to make a fortune is simply a delusion.

To play antiques, in addition to vision, it is more important to have profound historical knowledge.

After all, there is a specialization in surgery, not everyone is so lucky.

Antique Street existed a hundred years ago, and only stopped during the turbulent ten years.

Later, it became lively again and became one of the major antique streets in the country.

The entire street is more than two hundred meters long, with old buildings on both sides, all of which have become shops selling antiques, and all kinds of antiques are placed at the door.

Some scattered small merchants and hawkers also put their own things in the middle of the street, forming another form of sales.

In short, no matter the scale or the flow of people, it is no worse than the Liuli Factory in Yanjing.

I have even heard that some people here have missed the original works of Tang Bohu, the blue and white porcelain of the official kiln of the Yuan Dynasty, and they made a fortune at once.

However, this kind of good thing is more difficult than winning the lottery. After all, now that the technology is so advanced, there are so many masters, and some good things have been taken away long ago.

Jiang Hao watched around as he walked.

For him, looking for silver needles is the theme, and he is not interested in other objects, nor does he want to make a fortune in this area, because it is unrealistic.

After searching for a circle, he walked into the largest antique shop in the antique street-Wanbaozhai.

"Welcome, what do you want to see, lad?"

As soon as I entered the store, I saw a middle-aged man wearing glasses greeted the guests with a smile.

When Jiang Hao saw this person, he felt a little familiar. It seemed that he had seen it in a certain appraisal program, but he just couldn't remember it for a while.

The interior decoration styles are all antique.

Antique furniture, ancient books, ancient porcelain, bronze...

Like a small museum, some things are still covered by glass.

There is no price tag for the things here. It may be sky-high, or it may be several hundred yuan. It depends on your eyesight.

If you can't see the price, it can only mean that you are not in this way and deserve to be slaughtered.

Jiang Hao asked straightforwardly, "I want to buy a set of old silver needles. I don't know if there are any here?"

The middle-aged man wearing glasses nodded and said, "You are here. Our shop has recently received a set of ancient silver needles from the Qing Dynasty. Wait a minute!"

After the spectacle man said, he instructed an apprentice in the store to say: "Baoshan, go to the warehouse and bring out the box of silver needles for this guest to see."

The guy responded and left directly through the back door.

"The young man is a Chinese medicine doctor?" The man with glasses looked at Jiang Hao and asked.

Jiang Hao smiled: "No, I bought it to give it away."

When dealing with these people, you have to pretend to be stupid and can't tell the truth.

Because they never tell the truth!

Seeing that Jiang Hao was so young, the man in glasses didn't doubt his words.

Soon after, the guy came back from the backyard, holding a small rectangular box made of golden nanmu, slightly larger than a palm.

The man in glasses took the box and opened it on a nearby coffee table. There were nine silver needles in it. The workmanship was exquisite, and the tails of the needles were all carved in the shape of a dragon.

Obviously, this is indeed a set of old objects, and it is also a silver needle used by the imperial court.

Jiang Hao's eyes were full as soon as he saw it, and his face was flat and said: "Let's talk about the price!"

If you act hot, you may spend a lot of wronged money.

"One million!" The man in glasses said with a finger outstretched.

"too expensive!"

Jiang Hao shook his head, "I just want to buy something as a gift, how can I give away a million things?"

Hearing Jiang Hao's words, the man with glasses pondered for a while, and said, "Well, let's give you 800,000, no less. After all, this stuff comes from the court, and its price is a bit more expensive!"

Jiang Hao still shook his head, "If you have one hundred thousand, I might still consider, your asking price is too expensive, I can't afford it!"

"Young man, this is something from the original palace, and what you gave is too low!" The man in glasses also shook his head.

Jiang Hao smiled: "Even if he is an antique from the moon, someone has to buy it? In addition to this set of silver needles that people who learn Chinese medicine will like, even if you give it to someone else, you may be able to take it directly into the hands of a silversmith. I wore it as a ring."

"That's embarrassing!"

The man with glasses smiled, and slowly closed the lid, and glanced at Jiang Hao secretly.

He was trying to get caught and wanted to observe Jiang Hao's reaction.

If Jiang Hao has a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes, he will continue to maintain the original price. If Jiang Hao does not care, he will think of other ways.

Profiteers, profiteers, no profiteers, no business!

One of the secrets of a businessman's success is his ability to observe his words and his actions!

However, the man with glasses was disappointed.

Although Jiang Hao watched him closing the lid, his eyes were unremarkable and he didn't care at all.

It seems that I really don't want to spend so much money to buy this set of silver needles.

"Well, this set of silver needles is really very few people care about. You can give me 200,000 yuan, so that I can reduce the loss and make the transaction. If it fails, we will be friends!"

Finally, the man with glasses let out the lowest price.

"One hundred fifty thousand!" Jiang Hao bargained directly.

"180,000!" The glasses man said.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Hao nodded: "Deal!"

In fact, he paid 180,000 yuan to buy this set of silver needles.

But everything is lucky.

After all, this set of silver needles was an old custom-made object in the palace, and it represents a symbol of dignity, not to mention the workmanship!

Just when Jiang Hao finished paying the money and put away the box, he saw an old man in plain clothes walking in with a bulging snakeskin bag on his back.

"Excuse me, do you collect antique furniture here?" As soon as he came in, the old man said in the dialect of Jinling area.

"Come, as long as it is valuable antiques, we will collect them all here!" The little apprentice stepped forward and said to the old man.

"Then you show me, how much is this Huanghuali chair worth?"

After the old man finished speaking, he put down the snakeskin bag on his back and took out some scattered components.

There are chair legs, seat surface, backrest, armrests...

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