"A price of 50,000 yuan?" Qiao Yian frowned slightly. When he saw this person, he knew that the other party was asking for a price. Obviously, he didn't know the price of these two things.
Ming Dynasty agarwood wood carving landscape character pen holder As early as more than ten years ago, an auction venue in Xinghai City auctioned one, but at that time the pen holder was the work of Jiang Fusheng, a woodcarver master in the late Ming Dynasty, and was auctioned for nearly 1.5 million. High price.
Nowadays, the woodcarving of the pen holder has always been a collection of small audiences, so there are fewer auction items at the auction, and Qiao Yian can naturally get less information.
However, during this period of time, old man Wu crammed her a lot of information, and Qiao Yian also found a lot of useful information in these materials. In the early Qing Dynasty, the agarwood wood-carved green mountain pen holder was estimated at about 400,000 to 500,000, but the final transaction price reached more than 860,000.
This price does not seem to be high in Qiao Yi'an's current worth, but if it is placed in the things in the stalls she has seen before, it is a real good thing, at least not the ordinary Qianlong Tongbao world. Taiping can be compared.
This stall mainly knows that the thing in front of him is a Ming Dynasty agarwood wood carving landscape character pen holder, and knows the price of this thing, let alone 50,000, even 500,000 will definitely not sell it to Qiao Yi'an.
It's a pity that the other party didn't know it, and he just planned to take it as a big deal, so he directly opened the price of 50,000.
If Qiao Yian had money before, 50,000 yuan would be nothing.
But where is the 50,000 yuan on her now? As for the 10,000 yuan in her bag, Qiao Yian didn't plan to take it all out, and she planned to save some money to buy food!
"It's so expensive? With your broken pen holder in the middle of winter, and such a small porcelain cup with only three fingers, you actually want me 50,000? Are you slaughtering me as a fat sheep? " Qiao Yian Liang Blinking his eyes, he retorted bluntly.
"Little girl, don't you understand? Look at my fine leaf red sandalwood pen holder! It was handed down from the Qing Dynasty!" The man pointed to the wooden pen holder and small porcelain cup in Qiao Yi'an's hand and boasted, spitting. Splashes: "Do you know about this Chenghua Doucai?! Sotheby's auctioned a Chenghua Dou Cai chicken pot cup before, which was worth two or three hundred million! I'm here also Chenghua Dou Cai, but it's not a chicken pot cup. , it's a spring grass and insects! Selling you two things for 50,000 yuan is a big loss!"
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Qiao Yian was silent when she heard the words, staring at the stall owner on the opposite side, looking at the serious face of the other party, she didn't know how to answer for a while, she just felt a little dumbfounded, she thought that the boss didn't know this Ming Dynasty agarwood Forget the pen holder. I didn't expect the other party to be so outrageous. The small-leaf rosewood is mahogany, and the agarwood pen holder in her hand is clearly a piece of black wood, and she can even admit her mistake.
As for the other small porcelain cup, she looked down at the small porcelain cup in her hand, and found that the painting on it was indeed a picture of spring grass and insects, but it was clearly a small wine cup for a dollar in the grocery store in the vegetable market. Not even a high imitation, she even told her that it was Chenghua Dou Cai!
Qiao Yian couldn't help sighing, even if this person wanted to take advantage of him, he had to be dedicated anyway. At least you have to expand this narrow range of knowledge before you can fool people.