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Chapter 224 Tea Tray

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    Meng Zitao said: "One is to ask them to line up and come one by one; the other is that I am pressed for time and can only handle the money together, so I have to ask you to help distribute it when the time comes and make it clear to them that if anyone  If you don¡¯t agree to this proposal, forget it.¡±

    Cheng Dewang agreed immediately: "It's all a trivial matter. Then go have breakfast first and I will help you make arrangements right away."

    "Okay, I'll trouble you then"

    By the time Meng Zitao had breakfast, Cheng Dewang had already made arrangements and placed a table directly at the door, and the villagers lined up in front of the table.

    Seeing Meng Zitao coming over, the villagers immediately became energetic and started talking. Cheng Dewang yelled for silence several times before his voice became quieter.

    Meng Zitao sat down and motioned to the first villager in line to come up. The villager walked forward happily and excitedly, said hello to Meng Zitao first, then took out a dozen copper coins from his pocket and put them on the table.

    Meng Zitao picked it up and looked at it. They were all very common copper coins from the Qing Dynasty, but they had some collection value. He said, "I'll give you thirty yuan for these copper coins. What do you think?"

    The villagers were slightly startled, then immediately grinned and cheered.

    After letting the army register, Meng Zitao asked the next villager to come up, and saw that he also took out a dozen copper coins. After Meng Zitao looked at it, he gave him fifty yuan.

    Hearing this price, the villager just now was not happy: "Everyone has copper coins, and mine is new and his is older than mine. Why is his worth twenty more than mine?"

    Meng Zitao explained: "There were many emperors in ancient times, and each emperor had different copper coins. The value of these copper coins ranged from high to low. For example, your copper coins are different from this elder brother's copper coins"

    Meng Zitao explained in detail, and then said loudly to everyone: "Dear brothers, sisters-in-law, uncles and aunts, the antiques industry is profound and profound, and I can't guarantee that I'm right, but I will try my best to identify it anyway."

    "It's normal for everyone to be dissatisfied with the results I gave. It's just that my time is limited and I can't explain everything in detail, so if you have any questions, you can take the things back and ask other experts  Appraisal, thank you all for your support.¡±

    Cheng Dewang quickly took over and said: "Boss Meng is right. If everyone doesn't believe him, then there is no need to bring the things over to save everyone's time."

    ??Everyone expressed their approval of this statement and the appraisal continued.

    As mentioned before, this village is really too poor. Because of the lack of land and drought, there were no wealthy landowners in the past.

    In this case, except for some special reasons, no one buys any high-end art, and of course there are no high-quality antiques.

    So, after looking at the things brought by more than a dozen villagers, most of them were copper coins, and the rest were just bottles and cans, which were not worth much.

    Meng Zitao picked up a clay pot, looked at it, and said, "Uncle, your clay pot should be from the Han Dynasty."

    "What?" The old man looked a little confused.

    "The Han Dynasty was probably more than a thousand years ago and nearly two thousand years ago." Meng Zitao explained.

    The old man¡¯s eyes lit up: ¡°Ah, it¡¯s been so long! Does that mean this thing is very valuable?¡±

    Meng Zitao shook his head: "There are many such things on the market, and you can see that there are no decorations on the surface. It is just a very ordinary clay pot, worth two hundred yuan."

    "Only worth two hundred yuan?" The old man was a little stunned, obviously not quite believing the price.

    When Meng Zitao saw the old man's appearance, he thought to himself that his kindness was not rewarded.  He could buy as many clay pots as he wanted for two hundred yuan. The reason why he paid this price was because he thought the old man looked pitiful and wanted to help him carry it. Unexpectedly, the other party didn't appreciate it.

    But when he thought about it again, he felt that he had thought too much, and the other party had no knowledge about antiques. He felt that it was normal for the item to become more expensive as time went by.

    So, he said: "Yes, if you think the price is too low, you can look elsewhere."

    The old man said: "I'm so old, how can I find the strength to look for others to see it? Besides, I don't know who can see such things, and I don't even know if I've been deceived. Just do it, and then  Just add a little more.¡±

    "A few hundred dollars doesn't matter to Meng Zitao at all, but not to mention that the current price is already the market limit. If he adds more money, then the people behind him will also ask for more money. Should he add more money, or not?

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?The price Meng Zitao gave was still far beyond his expectation, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Is it worth three or four hundred thousand?!"

    Because the sound was too loud, all the villagers at the door, except those with ear problems, heard it. Now there was silence for a while, then a "boom", and the atmosphere was suddenly ignited.

    Meng Zitao was speechless when he saw this situation. He was originally worried about the price, so he took the owner farther away. Unexpectedly, he ended up doing useless work.

    The middle-aged villager also reacted and knew that he had caused trouble for himself, but he had no intention of taking care of it now. He asked in a trembling voice: "Boss Meng, is this thing really worth so much money?"

    Meng Zitao smiled and said, "Yes, if you don't believe it, you can sell me the tea tray, or you can ask someone else."

    "No, no! If you want it, I'll sell it to you."

    The middle-aged villager shook his hand. He was not as stupid as the old man just now. You know, the copper coins that some people took out just now were only given a few yuan by those who came back to collect used goods. In comparison, Meng Zitao was kind.  There are too many.

    "Okay, I wonder what your psychological price is?" Due to what happened just now, Meng Zitao doesn't want to cause any further complications, so it's better to let the other party bid first.

    The middle-aged villager thought about it and finally said: "Let's give it 380,000 yuan. What do you think?"

    Meng Zitao chuckled and said, "Aren't you afraid that what I just said is not the market price?"

    The middle-aged villager smiled and said: "Actually, even if you just gave me 10,000 yuan, I was already very happy. I believe you can see this. In this case, why should I not believe you?"

    "Okay, then three hundred and eighty thousand."

    Meng Zitao smiled and nodded. He could not be said to be at a disadvantage or taking advantage of the price, and then asked: "I would like to ask again, what is the origin of this tea tray?"

    The middle-aged villager said: "I really don't know the specific origin. I heard from my grandfather that when he was young, he got it back when he went to work outside. What happened, because he has passed away and there is no way to know.  Got it.¡±

    Meng Zitao said: "Thank you, how do you want to make the transaction? If you want to transfer money, you have your bank card number. I can transfer it to you right away, or you can go to the bank with me to transfer the money after the matter is settled."

    The middle-aged villager originally wanted to give Meng Zitao his bank account number, but when he saw the villagers at the door next to him, he suddenly changed his mind and said, "I'll go to the bank with you to transfer the money."

    "no problem¡­¡­"

    Although the deal had not actually been concluded, the middle-aged villager handed the tea tray to Meng Zitao first. Meng Zitao also somewhat understood what he was thinking, and then walked back together.

    Meng Zitao started the appraisal again, while the middle-aged villagers were surrounded by a group of people, asking about the situation of the tea tray. What everyone was most concerned about was whether the tea tray was really worth three or four hundred thousand.

    This annoyed the middle-aged man, but we all came from the same village, and some of them were related to each other, so he could only give a perfunctory answer, and complained in his heart that he was too calm just now. If there hadn't been that sound, he would have  There won't be such trouble.

    When everyone heard that the tea tray was indeed worth so much, they were all amazed, and then began to express their opinions.

    Some people said that there was something wrong with Meng Zitao's mind, for a tea tray to be so valuable; some people doubted whether Meng Zitao was telling the truth, maybe the tea tray was actually worth more than that; and a few simply asked the middle-aged villagers directly  Borrowed money.

    After giving a perfunctory answer, the middle-aged villager quickly ran back.

    He ran home in one breath. His wife, who was doing some work at home, looked at her husband¡¯s empty hands and asked in surprise: ¡°Zhengshan, is that tea tray really sold?¡±

    Cheng Zhengshan nodded and said, "Pack your things and ask Xiaoyou to go to town first."

    "What are you doing?" Cheng Zhengshan's wife seemed very strange in her request to her husband.

    At this time, I heard a voice coming from outside the door: "Zhengshan, I heard that you sold a tea tray for three to four hundred thousand?"

    While he was talking, a middle-aged man who was arrogant and had a pockmarked face walked in from the door (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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