Chapter 20: Ghost Market Trading (Part 1)

"After walking around for a long time, it turned out that he was interested in these two pieces." Ye Qiong finally understood, but she couldn't tell the name of the agate snuff bottle and the copper-tipped enamel floral snuff bottle. She could only hope that it was not an unearthed cultural relic.

Ye Qiong could see clearly, and the stall owner could also see some reasons, but Qin Xuebing was in a real and honest manner, and he couldn't see which snuff bottle Qin Xuebing wanted.

However, the antique market is already real and real. Once you are sure to take action, you have to rely on your eyesight. The main reason is that you have enough eyesight. Qin Xuebing cannot take advantage of him. If he doesn't have enough eyesight, he can only admit that he is unlucky after he gets into the eye.

After all, the antiques business still rely on their eyesight to make a living.

These three snuff bottles, coral stone snuff bottles, were bought from the craft market and made by himself, while the agate snuff bottles were transferred from friends, and the copper-tied franc flower picture snuff bottles were bought at a low price, and they could not distinguish between the old and the old at all. As long as the price is right, you can buy them.

Of course, he wouldn't let Qin Xuebing get started so easily: "Two items don't work, then I'll lose too much. At most, you can choose one."

"One piece is just one piece, I feel more balanced." Qin Xuebing smiled, with a certain intention of succeeding his conspiracy.

But when Qin Xuebing reached out to get the agate snuff bottle, the stall owner quickly took away the thing: "This one doesn't work, it's worth 80,000."

"Brother, I'm afraid it's not in accordance with the rules?" Qin Xuebing frowned. In the antique transaction, he said one is one, and two is two. If the rules are violated, he would easily be rejected by his peers.

"You haven't chosen yet, and I haven't let you choose either. It's not a violation of the rules, right? Moreover, this is a big deal. I can't treat 80,000 yuan as a sweetness of 20,000 yuan." The stall owner simply acted like a rogue.

"Qin Xuebing, why don't we buy it?" Ye Qiong couldn't stand the behavior of the stall owner, so he simply came out to make trouble.

"The antique industry is the most rules-oriented. We can't just say that we don't follow the rules just because others don't follow the rules, and we have to buy it."

Qin Xuebing took out two 10,000 yuan chips and handed them over, then picked up the two snuff bottles: "Now we have cleared the money and goods, but I forgot to tell you that I didn't want that agate snuff bottle, and the copper-tipped enamel and flower-picture snuff bottle is my goal."

"Haha... Qin Xuebing, you are too cunning." Ye Qiong couldn't help laughing, feeling very relieved.

"I must be careful about others, and the facts have proved that my approach is completely correct."

The Pan family is mixed with fish and dragons, not to mention the underground ghost market, so Qin Xuebing became more careful.

"What is the origin of this copper-tied enamel flower picture snuff bottle? How much is it worth?" Ye Qiong asked deliberately loudly, just to deliberately irritate the stall owner.

Picking up a leak from the stall directly shows that it is a very unkind behavior. It is just that the stall owner is not kind, so Qin Xuebing doesn't have so much concern: "This snuff bottle has a big background. It is a snuff bottle with copper-tiem enamel and flower picture of the Qing Dynasty Kangxi. Similar snuff bottles have been sold for nearly four million."

"Four million, my mother." The stall owner screamed, as if a piece of flesh was cut to death in his heart.

Seeing the stall owner's reaction, Ye Qiong felt relieved and asked again: "Then you should have taken a big leak, right?"

"It should be a super big leak."

Qin Xuebing laughed and put the coral stone snuff bottle back to the stall: "Brother, I'm giving this thing to you, so I'll leave it to memorial."

Puchi! Many people laughed and thought Qin Xuebing was too hurt, but those who knew the details thought they should do it, otherwise everyone would be so unruly, so what's the point of participating in the underground ghost market?

"You can have some insight at a young age. What's so proud of buying a fake?"

The stall owner is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he retorted: "That thing is only worth two or three hundred yuan, take it home and play with it slowly."

"Young man, can you show me a snuff bottle?"

A middle-aged man in his forties stood up, obviously he couldn't stand the unruly behavior of the stall owner.

"Of course, please take a look."

Qin Xuebing handed over the snuff bottle, and the middle-aged man nodded while looking: "That's right, it's the snuff bottle of the bronze enamel and flower picture of Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty. Do you want to change your hand? I can buy it for four million."

"Four million is really worth four million?" The stall owner screamed again. This was not the remarks of Qin Xuebing's family, but someone was really willing to pay four million.

"Four million, I'll let it go!" The stall owner was in tears. If this was a remote corner, he would have wanted to knock Qin Xuebing out with a stick and snuff bottle back.

But this is an underground ghost market. If he really dares to do this, he will definitely turn into a corpse, be dug into a hole and buried, and be a lonely ghost for the rest of his life.

"Sorry, I'm going to keep this thing myself." Qin Xuebing was not going to keep this snuff bottle, but he would only turn it over to Ouyang Zhanjun, all of which were negotiated.

Even if Ouyang Zhanjun doesn't want it, it has to be transferred to Ye Zijing, otherwise Ye Zijing will have to go crazy.

"What about four million and five million?" The middle-aged man raised another 500,000. This is already the top price. If he didn't really like it, it would be impossible to get this price.

"I'm really sorry." Qin Xuebing still shook his head.

"That's a pity."

The middle-aged man shook his head and handed Qin Xuebing a business card: "I will introduce myself. I, Roger, whenever I want to take action, call me, the price remains unchanged."

"My name is Qin Xuebing. If I want to take action, I will contact you." Qin Xuebing smiled and accepted the business card. In the antique market, if you know more people, you will have more ways, and you may become a business partner one day.

Mid-mountain Shuiyun Pavilion, the beautiful snake and Lai Yong each looked down at Lehuo Villa with telescopes with night vision. Lai Yong muttered excitedly: "Boss, this time it is developed, there are about a hundred people who set up stalls outside. If this is a stolen, it will definitely deter all tomb robbers in the country."

"The stalls outside are all small fish fryings, and the real big fish are setting up stalls indoors, and those are the key targets."

The corners of the beautiful snake's mouth were slightly raised, with a hint of coldness in her eyes: "Send to Ye Qiong, let her enter the room, and record the appearance of the tomb robbers, so as not to have trouble when interrogating."

Tomb robbing is a serious crime or even a death sentence. Even if these people are caught, they will deny it. Of course, this time, it is useless to not admit it. The beautiful snake just wants to save some trouble.

"I think Ye Qiong is definitely not willing to go in." Lai Yong could see Ye Qiong's plan, but he still chose to do it. And he believed that Ye Qiong would not disobey the order. After all, this is a business and a big deal.

When the eavesdropping sound came out, Ye Qiong suddenly felt a headache. She just took the initiative to advise Qin Xuebing not to go indoors. How should she change her words now? And once she entered the indoors, Qin Xuebing would inevitably purchase unearthed cultural relics, and it became inevitable that the law would be violated.

But it’s not OK to not go in. It’s important to record the appearance of the tomb robbers and the official business. Such orders cannot be denied, otherwise they will be kicked out of the organization.

Thinking back to the beginning, she suffered so much hardship to join the organization, and left countless painful and beautiful memories. How could she bear to leave?

Just when Ye Qiong was having a headache, Ye Zijing came out of nowhere: "Qin Xuebing, have you found a bargain?"

"No, it's someone else who has found a bargain." Qin Xuebing quickly put the snuff bottle in his pocket. This thing was to be sold to Ouyang Zhanjun. If Ye Zijing intercepted it, it would be difficult to explain to Ouyang Zhanjun, after all, there was an oral agreement.

"Take it out, I just want to see it. It's not as savage as you think." Ye Zijing stretched out her hand, knowing that Qin Xuebing was in a dilemma, and did not intend to acquire it directly from Qin Xuebing.

"You guys talk first, I'll exchange some chips, it seems that I can't resist the temptation of picking up bargains." Ye Qiong smiled embarrassedly, but sighed in his heart. This is an underground ghost market and an illegal transaction. No matter how big the leak Qin Xuebing picked up, it will be confiscated. I just hope that Qin Xuebing will not collapse.

"It's normal. As long as you enter the antique market, no one can resist the temptation of picking up bargains." Ye Zijing smiled. On Pan Jianyuan, even the elder sister who swept the road occasionally bought one or two cheap ones, and the story of their picking up bargains was circulating.

"Then I'll go there first."

Ye Qiong walked away quickly, exchanged 100,000 chips, and walked into the room. In fact, it was not much different from outside. It was also street stalls, but the lights were as bright as daylight.

After walking through street stalls and seeing all kinds of strange antiques, Ye Qiong couldn't calm down: "With such a large scale, how many ancient tombs have been stolen in a year?"

She could even see that many antiques were covered with soil. It was obvious that the tomb robbers were not skilled enough and were afraid that they would remove the soil and damage the cultural relics, so they left the problem directly to the collectors.

"I don't care about Qin Xuebing anymore, I have to catch them all in one go." Ye Qiong is not an emotional person, so she must make a choice at this time.
Chapter completed!