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Chapter 1102 The purpose of the pattern

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    The little boy¡¯s mother held the jade pendant and handed it to Meng Zitao: ¡°Teacher Meng, please help me take a look.¡±

    "Just for the sake of the children."

    Meng Zitao muttered in his heart, found a reason for himself, and agreed to help with the appraisal. He asked the woman to put the jade pendant on the short display cabinet next to it, briefly explained the reason for doing so, and then picked up the jade pendant.

    "Sir, I wonder where you bought this jade pendant?" Meng Zitao asked while looking at it.

    "I bought it in a local jade shop in southern Yunnan two years ago for 35,000 yuan." The man looked a little nervous: "Teacher Meng, is there something wrong?"

    Meng Zitao nodded: "Then I'll tell you the truth. This jade pendant was too expensive when you bought it. Fortunately, the price of jade has risen rapidly in the past two years, and now it's worth it."  ¡±

    The man was so nervous that he broke out in a cold sweat at first. After hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that I don't have any losses now."

    "What's not a loss? If the money is put in the bank, won't there be interest? It's more than 3,000 yuan in two years, which is almost half a month's living expenses for our family." The child's mother was immediately unhappy.

    The man held back his words because he knew his wife¡¯s character very well. No matter what he said at this time, she would be able to find something to say. As long as he didn¡¯t buy fake goods, this matter would be over in no time.

    After the family of three said goodbye to Meng Zitao, they went to the service desk to get the interpretation equipment.

    After they left, Meng Zitao saw that the staff was hesitant to speak. He smiled and said, "If you have any questions, just ask them."

    The staff was a little embarrassed: "Teacher Meng, I'm sorry, I want to ask, what's wrong with the jade pendant just now?"

    Meng Zitao said: "It is product B that is sold as product A, but it is just a modification of some minor flaws. Although it has a certain impact on the overall value, it is not big."

    After hearing the explanation, the staff member suddenly realized that it was no wonder that she thought the jade pendant looked fine just now, but that was what happened.

    "Teacher Meng, what are you discussing?"

    At this time, a voice came from the side. Meng Zitao turned around and saw that the owner of the voice was an energetic old man in his fifties. This person was Qian Xingye, the curator of the museum.

    "Hello, Director Qian."

    Meng Zitao smiled and shook hands with Qian Xingye, and briefly explained what happened just now.

    It is very common to sell B goods as A goods. Qian Xingye just sighed a few words, changed the topic, and brought Meng Zitao to the reception room.

    "There just happened to be an etiquette teacher who came to give you training. I'm sorry for neglecting you." Qian Xingye poured tea for Meng Zitao himself.

    Meng Zitao smiled and said he was polite.

    After exchanging a few words, the two of them got down to business. Qian Xingye took out the information he had prepared and handed it to Meng Zitao.

    Meng Zitao read through the information and asked several key questions during the process.

    Qian Xingye answered everything he could. Questions involving some parameters must be solved by the employees of the security company.

    "Hey, why hasn't Manager Zhang come here today?" Qian Xingye was a little surprised.

    Meng Zitao said: "Manager Zhang called me and said that they encountered a car accident on the way here and they need to solve it before coming over. They should be here soon."

    "Car accident? Are you okay?" Qian Xingye asked with concern.

    Meng Zitao said: "Manager Zhang said on the phone that the person is fine, but the car was seriously damaged and is now being resolved by the traffic police."

    "Oh, just be fine."

    Since Qian Xingye couldn't answer some questions, he changed the topic and talked about antiques.

    Meng Zitao asked Qian Xingye if it was not easy to acquire antiques overseas.  This question brought out the sadness that Qian Xingye had felt for many years.

    Thinking about doing business and working in other places, there will be many difficulties, let alone a foreign country where the language is not very fluent.

    Qian Xingye¡¯s English is not bad because of his professional background, but the different customs and customs of each country still caused him to encounter many things and grievances in the process of acquiring antiques. This is good, but sometimes he encounters danger.

    "Hey, you don't know, the most dangerous time was when people were about to shoot. Fortunately, I was lucky. A policeman happened to pass by and scared the gangster, so I escaped with my life. I will never forget that scene in my life.  No."

    Qian Xingye sighed with emotion: "After so many years, I still have; "How to say?"

    "Because during the Kangxi period, there was a 'Three Pan Rebellion', and the Porcelain Capital was within the affected area at that time. If the three forces wanted to make a batch of porcelain, they had to do it, but the Porcelain Capital was not completely  It fell into the hands of Sanpan, so the intention of the pattern on this big plate is a bit secretive. If you are not careful, you can't tell"

    "Well said! As the old saying goes, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead. With young people like you, we old guys can retire with peace of mind."

    Qian Xingye applauded Meng Zitao. At this moment, he was convinced by Meng Zitao's profound knowledge. You know, it took him a whole week to calculate the origin of the market, but Meng Zitao only took ten minutes at most.  That's all, considering the age of the two of them, how could he not admire them?

    "You're grateful." Meng Zitao waved his hand modestly.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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