The Treasure Hunt of an Antique Dealer

"Randy, what are you carrying?"

The table on the big head and shoulders was conspicuous, and it was a bit of joy. Guan Xingquan asked when he saw it.

"The boss's table."

Randy was a little depressed, he had already discovered that he was not a business man.

The boss's table?

Obviously missed the word, several guys have funny expressions: Can the boss fit in that seat?

Okay, Randy said helplessly: "Boss kid's table."

Procurement in advance, when parents seem to have this mindset, Zhang Nan is no exception.

If it wasn't for Nicole's big belly, he wouldn't buy a children's table to go back. Isn't it fun?

This is a different idea if you want to be a father.

Li Panfeng from Guan Xingquan's group was holding a big newspaper bag in his hands. Seeing that it might be a plate inside, he didn't know what the material was.

"plate?"

Randy asked smoothly.

When Li Panfeng heard this, he gestured to the object in his hand: They were all over forty centimeters in diameter, and they were so big that they were all about to catch up with the Yuan blue and white plate bought in Ibiza City.

"Boss Guan bought a piggy bank for 200 yuan... and glanced at an object in Jin Wenbo's hand.

The two groups simply got together. With so many East Asian faces, others would think it was a visiting group or something, so they walked and said that there was still a way to go.

Boss Guan just now shouldn't be in a daze like wooden stakes in the aisle of the market, that would be an eyesore!

Several groups of people also went to each store to take a look at it, taking turns guarding the individual outside. This has been with Zhang Nan for a long time, and a group of people have learned something, at least they will not be blind.

It’s okay if you don’t understand Western second-hand goods. You can buy them if you like them. Anyway, most of the items here are cheaper than the new ones on the market, and you can buy back a small toy that will please the kids at home for a few dollars.

With this mindset, several bodyguards have gained little gains: Except for Guan Xingquan, most of the others bought are small things that children can play with.

Boss Guan's girlfriend is still studying in the UK, so she doesn't have this thought.

But Boss Guan’s eyes are sharp enough. The thrift store he entered just now has just arrived with a batch of "garage garbage", which is the groceries in the garage or basement of American families, some of which are even several generations old.

Disgusted, all sold to second-hand goods.

There are also several situations where the house is cleaned after the change of ownership, confiscated, mortgaged and auctioned...

This kind of garage processing, if the auctions are clean, but many are actually "blindly broken": look at Mao and look at the insides are tattered, then you can help me carry them away, and the good and bad things inside are yours!

A lot of waste dumping in the United States is charged extra, and it is not as convenient as this.

This also led to a mess in the "garage garbage", just like the one Guan Boss saw. The owner of the shop pulled back a few large crates and made a mess.

There is no way to pack them all temporarily back to the store and organize them. There is no place for you to spread out all the money in the city.

Those who can sell the money are selected, and the real garbage has to be dealt with separately at night: the shopkeeper is unwilling to pay the waste money for the garbage disposal.

Guan Xingquan just saw this scene as soon as he entered, and found it interesting, so he stood by and chatted with the shopkeeper and asked where these "junk goods" came from.

It’s just tidying up things, there is no need to stop business. Besides, the shop owner will chat with curious customers at will.

What the shopkeeper is sorting out is the last box containing porcelain and metal tableware, which was dumped from a basement. Now the house belongs to the New York City Hall.

The warehouses used to be rented out have been rented out for 20 to 30 years. This will be remembered by the relevant departments.

According to the law, refer to the "Warehouse Management Regulations", everything in it will be sold, and the money will be credited.

This approach is a bit similar to the warehouse sorting and auctions in the United States, but not many people knew about it this time, and they were all vacated by the owner.

Ceramic teapots, porcelain plates, tea cups, copper plates, copper kettles, galvanized iron buckets, dozens of ceramic spoons bundled together...

The owner is still enthusiastic, and he brought out one to introduce one. Anyway, they are ordinary household utensils from decades ago, a few dollars or tens of dollars. If this slightly curious Asian buys it, it will be cash.

Guan Xingquan was easy to talk, and the store owner introduced him with enthusiasm. He also bought a ceramic change piggy bank.

5 dollars, it is the image of a big dog, this will be held in Jin Wenbo's hands-to send him, this northeast man seems to have a habit of hoarding cents, as long as there is change in his pocket, he will go back to the dormitory. Lost it in a glass can, just right to send him.

After watching the mess for a long time, the shopkeeper brought out a large plate separated by foam.

"What kind of disk is this?"

Holding the big dog piggy bank in his hand, Boss Guan continued to pretend to be stupid.

The owner took a towel and wiped the dust off the plate, and said with a smile: "Just this plate is worth a little money, and I will pack the best in the warehouse.

It's a pity that it is a Middle Eastern style. If it is from a few major European porcelain factories, it would be worth a lot of money! "

"I know Herron, my employer has a set at home, it's dyingly expensive, and a coffee cup costs thousands!"

"Which line did you do?"

"gardener."

Nonsense, but this is actually what Zhang Nan taught before: nonsense, the more mysterious the better, the most expensive directly.

You can't compare with the first luxury brand porcelain, right?

Means, all means, all routines.

The owner really took the bait.

"That's the top quality of Hungary. How can this plate be so good. Not to mention Herron, as long as this plate is made by a small European manufacturer, it will cost at least a few thousand dollars!"

"What is the value of what is produced in the Middle East?"

"A few hundred dollars."

The owner is not without regret, but a few hundred dollars seems to be a lot.

"It costs a few hundred yuan?"

I'm curious, just look at it from the shop owner, and Americans don't care about "porcelain".

Look around for a while, and finally stand it up.

Yes, if you put it on a shelf, it looks pretty beautiful!

"If you want it cheaper, I'll take it. My sister can use it as a fruit plate..."

His expression was still full of affection, thinking of little Charlie who had gone to school early in the morning and hadn't woken up yet.

After some bargaining, it was sold for $200.

The shopkeeper finished his stuff~www.readwn.com~ Guan Xingquan paid the money, holding the plate and the piggy bank, and went away. He found a few people outside, and the piggy bank was plugged into the bank.

"For you."

Li Panfeng on the other side looked at the package in Boss Guan's hand and asked, "What is it?"

"The big plate, it may be a good thing, don't drop it."

...

After listening to Guan's shopping process, Zhang Nan felt that something seemed wrong.

"Middle Eastern style, what kind?"

Guan Xingquan smiled and said, "Of course it's the Ibiza type. Look at when."

"Don't tease me!"

Regardless of whether it's in the aisle or not, even if the CIA comes, it won't be able to take the plate.

After unpacking the newspaper, a large plate with a twelve-petal sunflower mouth folded along, a shallow arc abdomen, a ring foot, and an unglazed and unconscious sand bottom appeared in his hand.

Arabian style rushes to the face, the huge plate is decorated with three layers, and the heart of the plate is painted with five tangled branches and flowers, and the branches and leaves are turned.

The inner wall is decorated with twelve folded branches of peonies and chrysanthemums, and the inner mouth is painted with a pattern of winding branches of Lingzhi.

The outer wall is decorated with twelve folding branches such as peonies and chrysanthemums: the iron rust spots have dents, and the glaze is blue in the white!

It is "Ibiza style", but the ornamentation is much sparser than the Yuan blue and white market that Zhang Nan bought after hitting the big luck with Xiao Chali.

"It's not Yuan Qinghua."

Zhang Nan said something in a positive tone.

Guan Xingquan shrugged and said, "I don't think I'm so lucky. It doesn't matter, it's only 200 yuan."

Everyone looked at Boss Guan's "you have been pitted" expression, but they didn't dare to take pleasure in the misfortune, lest he became angry and furious.

"Of course it is not Yuan Qinghua, there are so many in the world, this is a Yongle Qinghua Lingkou plate."

Old God Zhang Nan was finishing this paragraph, and looked at the rare surprise expression of a group of bodyguards very contentedly.

Cool!