Chapter 209 Don't Cry Without Seeing The Coffin
this moment.
Lin Mo's breathing became short of breath!
Yang Ning's "Jiuhua Tie", the fifth running script in the world! !
Now, the authentic work of "Jiu Hua Tie" is in front of her!
this......
Swallowing saliva.
For a moment, Lin Mo's heartbeat stopped!
The face is even more incomparably excited!
"Hiss! I didn't expect to find such a precious thing here!"
Swallowing, Lin Mo here is full of excitement!
But then, the whole person seemed to calm down.
Squat in front of this booth.
And the stall owner there saw someone squatting in front of him, and his eyes lit up.
He said with a smile: "Hey, brother, what are you looking for?
You can rest assured about these things in my house.
I found this all yesterday in the house of my hometown! "
The stall owner said with a smile.
As for Lin Mo, he didn't hide it either.
The casual thing is to pick up the "Jiuhua Post", said.
"The writing is good, and the size is suitable. It can be hung in the office after returning home. How do you sell this calligraphy?"
Hearing what Lin Mo said, the stall owner said it directly.
"Brother, you have a good eye, my calligraphy was handed down by my ancestors!
If you really want it, I will suffer a loss. You can take this painting for 10,000 yuan! "
The stall owner looked at Lin Mo like he was looking at a fat sheep!
after all!
His booth was too far away from the door.
There is a distance of nearly one kilometer.
There are very few customers who are willing to come here.
In addition, the light at this location is relatively dim.
Therefore, business is not doing well on weekdays.
Now I finally got a client, and I want to buy a pair of words from myself.
Then he was sure that he wanted the lion to open his mouth!
And listening to the price quoted by the stall owner, although Lin Mo has decided in his heart that this price can be bought.
However, in order to avoid a temporary price increase by the stall owner.
There was still a reluctance on his face, said.
"What! Ten thousand yuan?! Are you crazy about money!
Just this piece of broken calligraphy is worth 10,000 yuan? Five thousand dollars! I bought it for 5,000 yuan! "
For Lin Mo's quotation, the face of the stall owner also fell down.
Said: "Brother, you cut the price too hard, right?
Five thousand yuan, your price is even lower than when I charged it! Nine thousand! "
...
subsequently.
Under a tug of war.
The final price of this word is 7800.
Lin Mo paid the money with a face of reluctance, and although the stall owner said it, the order was dead.
But the bottom of my heart is already happy.
after all.
It cost him 500 yuan to accept this picture, and he made 7300 yuan by changing hands!
But just don't know.
If the stall owner knows now.
This piece of writing is worth 1 billion yuan, which is the original posting of Yang Ning's "Jiu Hua Tie".
How would you feel!
After all, the calligraphy and painting worth 1 billion, just like that, was sold at a price of 7800.
Absolutely heartbroken.
However, this has nothing to do with Lin Mo.
After randomly rolling up the "Yiu Hua Tie", tied it up, and put it in a red plastic bag at will.
Lin Mo was leisurely, and walked back to the front door.
And at this time.
At the door, Zhou Xuming had been waiting here early.
Beside him, there was a ceramic pot nearly one person tall.
Zhou Xuming's face was full of arrogance at this moment.
Looking at Lin Mo who came forward, what he said directly was loudly.
"Yo, back! Now it's half an hour away, 15 minutes left!
Do you want to go around and choose? Lest you lose later and say that I bullied you! "
Lin Mo just smiled, shook his head, and said.
"There is no need to continue to choose, I will compare with the words in my hand."
Raising the plastic bag in his hand, Lin Mo said casually.
Seeing the plastic bag in Lin Mo's hand, everyone there was stunned.
Just now, they had already seen this plastic bag.
However, they didn't think too much about it, they only thought that Lin Mo was carrying something in his hands.
In the end, who would have imagined that Lin Mo bought it for a competition?
this......
Everyone's complexion looked a little weird at this time.
How much is it worth for something that can be thrown away in a plastic bag?
Everyone shook their heads for a while, sighing inwardly.
"It seems that Zhou Xuming is sure to win this week."
"That's right. I think the ceramic tube next to Zhou Xuming should be from the Yuan Dynasty, right?"
"Big red glaze, a porcelain jar as tall as a person.
If you read correctly, it should be a porcelain jar from the Yuan Dynasty. "
"The value of this porcelain jar is more than one million yuan at least!
When he came back just now, Zhou Xuming said that he only spent 50,000 yuan.
This profit rate is simply terrifying, this kid is probably going to lose money to death! "
Everyone sighed and shook their heads.
And at this time.
Zhou Xuming, who was there, looked at Lin Mo carelessly and said.
"Just now, I called Senior Wei to come over.
Senior Wei is us, the dean of the Modu Museum.
It can be said that it is very fair to use him to identify our baby! "
With this sentence down.
Standing aside was a middle-aged man in a mandarin jacket.
He just walked out and nodded to everyone.
"I'll go! Senior Wei!"
"Hiss, I didn't expect that the person standing next to me just now was Mr. Wei Xingwei!"
"I saw him very much like Senior Wei just now. I just couldn't be sure, but I missed it!"
"Hey! I regret it back then!"
Everyone is in a hurry, just want to be heartbroken for a while!
As for Wei Xing, he had already walked in front of the Yuan porcelain pot at this time.
He took out a magnifying glass from his pocket, and examined the jar.
After that, he just nodded and said.
"Judging from the workmanship and cloud pattern, this should indeed be Yuan porcelain from the official kiln.
And the glaze color on it is also very unique and has a certain meaning.
From my point of view, if this Yuan porcelain can be found in the auction house.
The lowest price that can be auctioned is 3 million! "
"hiss!!"
Everyone gasped for a while, and they were speechless!
The minimum auction price is three million!
This porcelain jar...
It's really terrifying!
At this moment, Zhou Xuming's face was full of arrogance, and he looked at Lin Mo in a condescending way.
"Well, do you want to give up on the spot now?
If you give up, my lottery, I will cut it in half for you! "
Listen to this.
Lin Mo just smiled, shook his head, and said.
"Halve the jackpot? The competition is not over yet, and we don't know who will win.
I really don't know where you come from, this kind of confidence to win! "
Hearing Lin Mo's words, Zhou Xuming's face turned cold this week, and said.
"Don't cry until you see the coffin! Senior Wei, please forgive me!"
After speaking.
Wei Xing nodded.
Then, slowly pulled away the painting scroll in his hand...
