Super hang up system

In fact, Mr. Fei just happened to pass by, and inadvertently glanced at the Yaobian Tianmu lamp in Liu Xing's hand. The experienced Mr. Tang found out that this Yaobian Tianmu lamp was somewhat different from the imitations he had seen before. , Because he didn't see it too clearly, he stopped Liu Xing and wanted to find out.

Liu Xing thought for a while, this Yaobian Tianmu lamp was originally bought for the purpose of reselling it, if he could sell it right here, it would indeed be a good choice.

"Then let's talk about it in Tang's old shop."

The stall owner who sold the Yaobian Tianmu cup saw the situation and was shocked: Impossible, anyone who knows a little bit knows that there are no genuine Yaobian Tianmu cups in China, and the genuine products are all in Japan. It's breaking news.

The stall owner saw Liu Xing walking away with Mr. Tang, he quickly greeted the stall owner next to him, and chased after him.

A group of onlookers crowded Mr. Tang's antique shop to the brim, wanting to see the final result.

"You can take it out now." Elder Tang was full of expectations.

Liu Xing carefully placed the Yaobian Tianmu Cup on the table, and made a gesture of invitation.

Elder Tang looked at it carefully for a while and then shook his head: "It must not have been unearthed in the Song Dynasty."

Since it was not unearthed in the Song Dynasty, it is definitely not genuine. The stall owner who managed to squeeze in was instantly relieved when he heard Mr. Tang's words, and let go of the stone hanging in his heart.

"but"

Tang Lao's words made the stall owner's heart immediately hang up again after letting go.

"It doesn't look like a modern imitation either. It's really strange." Elder Tang found it very puzzling.

Liu Xing smiled and said nothing, and Chen Bing was also a little confused.

"What do you say, little brother?" Elder Tang asked Liu Xing as he put the Yaobian Tianmu lamp back on the table.

Liu Xing did not speak, dipped some tea in the teacup beside him, and wrote the word "Ming" on the table.

Seeing the word "Ming" on the table, Elder Tang's eyes flashed, and he picked up the Yaobian Tianmu lamp again and looked carefully.

Fei Lao's eyes became brighter the more he looked, with an expression of disbelief on his face, and even his hands trembled a little.

Seeing the change in Fei Lao's expression, the expressions of the onlookers and the stall owner became more and more exciting.

"No way, this young man picked up the leak again?"

"He said the Ming Dynasty is the Ming Dynasty? Are you stupid?"

"That's right, Elder Tang hasn't spoken yet."

Elder Tang took a deep breath, and put down the Yaobian Tianmu lamp, "Little brother, are you willing to give up your love?"

cut love?Is it really a Ming Dynasty imitation?The people around exploded the pot at once.

The face of the stall owner suddenly turned into a pig liver color, and he wanted to die. He knew very well that imitations of the Ming Dynasty and modern imitations are completely different concepts, and the difference in value is huge. It can be said that one is in the sky and the other is in the ground. .

Liu Xing stretched out four fingers, shook them and did not speak.

Elder Tang frowned and remained silent, but the people watching the scene exploded.

"Wow, he made 40 in just one change of hands. This young man is really amazing."

"Yeah, he was the same last time. He bought a relic and sold it for 40."

"What is the background of this young man? Could it be that he is a son of a big family? This kind of eyesight is not something ordinary people can have."

Liu Xing didn't care about these people at all, he just looked at Elder Tang intently, waiting for his decision.

"Can it be less?" After thinking for a long time, Elder Tang finally spoke.

Liu Xing shook his head resolutely, "At this price, it's a lot of money. If it's too expensive, I'll find another buyer."

Elder Tang looked at the young man opposite in surprise, and guessed Liu Xing's identity. Such an accurate valuation would never be possible without working in this business for decades.

Tang Lao smiled wryly and sighed: "Forget it, forget it, it really is the waves of the Yangtze River that drive the waves ahead, and the talents come out from generation to generation, and the old man admires it. It's up to you, 400 million."