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This black guy speaks the same style as before. When introducing products, he always introduces them in the unique rap style of black people, and speaks very quickly.

But this guy was timid when he opened his mouth.

Although Jin Muchen doesn't know much about Western antiques, he also knows that this set of tea set is not Rococo style.

Rococo decorative style is generally used in architecture, but it is common in Western antiques, especially on silverware.

The characteristic of Rococo style is delicate and gentle, and it is often used to decorate designs. It likes to use arcs and S-shaped lines, especially shells, vortexes, and rocks as decorative themes, with curling grass and flowers, lingering and curling, and connecting them into one.

This set of tea sets is obviously not Rococo style. First of all, this set of tea sets is square-handled, teapots, coffee pots, and sugar pots. The marks on them, namely the lids, and the round marks in French samurai helmets. None of them are seen in Rococo style, such as whirlpools, rocks, etc.

So just one look at it, Jin Muchen knew that this tea set was definitely not Rococo style, and it was definitely not from the UK.

The old black next to him was still chattering, but Jin Muchen took all his words as a warning, because in his opinion, this guy was just an amateur who couldn't even be considered two knives.

Don't listen to him making the ceiling so full of blows, in fact, he doesn't know anything about this set of tea sets at all.

He carefully checked these three tea sets, with exquisite shapes and exquisite craftsmanship. At the bottom of the pot and French signatures in the floral style. Although he couldn't quite understand it, he probably thought it was the base of the work.

But no matter what, these three tea sets can definitely be considered antiques and should be good things.

"Well, man, your thing looks OK, you can offer a price!"

"Forehead..."

Lao Hei didn't expect that Jin Muchen would be so happy, and he was also stunned.

"Man, you should also know that these three are antiques and good things that have been around for a while. I don't want much, each handful of $1,000, a total of $3,000, how about it?"

Lao Hei's tone was a bit doubtful and unconfident. Obviously, even he himself was not sure about the true value of these three tea sets.

Jin Muchen has been wandering around this 39th Street for several weeks. This is the first time he has seen such a rookie seller.

In fact, he had indeed seen many good things in the past few weeks, and he even saw a few pieces of porcelain from the Ming and Qing dynasties here. However, whenever he went up to communicate with the stall owner, the final result was not so pleasant.

The guys who set up stalls here are generally those who are proficient in antiques and generally have a clear understanding of the true value of their products. Especially when they see that they are Chinese, they are all ready to slap them hard.

You should know that the image of Chinese people in the eyes of Americans in recent years is just mobile wallets, so those guys usually treat him as a sucker.

The slippery spirit of those stall owners is not even worse than the money skewers in Panjiayuan, Beijing.

And if you want to use the domestic trick of bargaining or making a fuss, it will not work well with these foreigners.

When buying antiques at small stalls in China, buyers generally like to play the trick of making noises, such as if they liked item A, but did not reveal it, but directly selected item B with a price not high. The stall owner usually treats the buyer as a sheep and gives a high price for item B, and then the buyer asks the stall owner to treat item A as a bonus.

This trick is skillful in domestic buyers and sellers, but in the United States, people simply don’t recognize yours.

If you want to buy this, you have to buy this. As for wanting me to make a big deal, that is a dream. As for the price, it is even more of a price. If you like to buy it, buy it, and if you don’t buy it, get out.

So after a few weekends, Jin Muchen completely understood the difficulties of these small stall owners in the United States. No wonder many Americans say that New Yorkers are bad and only money is in their eyes. These small vendors have a strong sense of business in their minds.

The ones in the domestic antique circle are simply unplayable in their place.

The old hei I met today was obviously a rookie seller. From his disconfidence in his tone, Jin Muchen knew that this set of tea sets must have room for bargaining.

"Man, although your tea set is good, I must tell you clearly that first of all, this tea set was not used by British nobles, because you look at the square handle and the round lid of the French samurai helmet, these are all obvious characteristics of French tea sets..."

Since he saw through the other party's essence, Jin Muchen would certainly sing a butcher knife without showing any silence. He would never be rude in bargaining.

After hearing what he said, Lao Hei immediately knew that he had met an expert, and his face changed.

"Uh... it's not from the British aristocrats, but this may have been used by the French aristocrats, right? Brother?"

"Uh... OK..."

Jin Muchen rolled his eyes when he was choked by the old black words.

"Second, your tea set is obviously not Rococo style..."

"Uh... it's not Rococo style, it can also be in Baroque style..."

Lao Hei's reaction was quick, and Jin Muchen almost jumped up by his words.

"Man, do you think this is a castle? It's either Rococo or Baroque. We're talking about silverware. The most valuable thing among silverware is the British aristocrats in the eighteenth century Victorian style, and among them, the most valuable ones in Rococo style, you don't match these two things. You want three thousand dollars. Don't you think it's a bit exaggerated?"

After Jin Muchen's trick, Lao Hei on the other side was no longer confident. To be honest, he couldn't figure out what style this tea set was, and he couldn't figure out whether it was British or French.

At most, he had brought this set of tea sets and delivered drinks to his owner.

"Okay, okay, then guy, how much money can you pay?"

Lao Hei finally accepted the soft spot and the pricing entered the communication stage.

"So, I'll pay a thousand dollars."

"What? Brother, aren't you kidding me? Is this the best silver tea set used by French nobles in the 18th century? You'll pay a thousand dollars?"

This old man sold it very quickly, and Jin Muchen was also made by him and could only smile helplessly.

"No, no, it will cost at least two thousand dollars."

Seeing Jin Muchen not speaking, Lao Hei's head was shaking like a rattle, but of course Jin Muchen could not just submit, he knew there was room for bargaining.

So he took out his cell phone and turned on E-BAY.

"Hey! buddy, take a look at it yourself. On E-BAY, silver tea sets similar to you are, which are $35 to $380 per piece. So, I can pay at most 1,500. If you can accept it, then you will make a deal. If you can't accept it, then forget it."

"Oh! Damn E-BAY, I hate e-commerce..."

Lao Hei looked at Jin Muchen's E-BAY website on his mobile phone and asked a quote for silverware similar to this, raised his hand and touched his forehead, and then cursed.

Actually, he didn't know that the links to the tea sets that Jin Muchen found for him were all links to some low-priced silver tea sets. In fact, the quality of those tea sets is really much worse than his set.

But at this time, Lao Hei obviously didn't have the patience to take a closer look, and he was not a person who was proficient in these antique knowledge.

Faced with Jin Muchen's final offer, thinking that he had not opened all day today, this old man gritted his teeth.

"Okay, deal, brother!"

Jin Muchen smiled and took the box containing three tea sets from Lao Hei, put it into his big backpack, then took out a stack of cash and counted it to Lao Hei and handed it over.

Lao Hei looked at him counting the money while smiling: "Hehe, buddy, do you know? I like to do business with you Chinese people, because you all like to bring cash... Looking at these green Franklins, no matter how bad the mood is, it can disappear in the sky immediately..."

Lao Hei took the bill and then counted it himself: "Fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty..."

"Hey! No, didn't you agree to have a thousand five? Why is it two thousand here? Hey! Brother, do you think I can't count?"

Bullying us black people is poor in mathematics! But as soon as he said that, Lao Hei immediately regretted it. When he looked up, he just saw Jin Muchen looking at him with a smile.

"That's right, it's two thousand. The extra five hundred are to sell a message from you."

Lao Hei was stunned. A message was worth 500 yuan. Well, there was something to do in this business, so he drew a hand and shot.

"Tell me!"

"Well, my question is very simple. Where did you get these tea sets?"

"What do you mean?"

Lao Hei changed his face suddenly, as if he was a little angry, while Jin Muchen smiled.

"Man, don't be excited. I'm actually an antique business. To be honest, you made these things really good, so I want to know that if your purchase channels are convenient, I also want to collect a few of them."

After Jin Muchen said this, the black man's face looked much better. It turns out that you want to go to get an old house!

However, the black man was a little hesitant, and Jin Muchen decided to work harder.

"What? Brother, do you think this five hundred dollars is not easy to make, right? Then, return the money to me!"

As he said that, he reached out and grabbed Lao Hei's hand, and Lao Hei quickly blocked his hand.

"Well, okay, let me tell you, all these things come to Mr. Fredrich's house, right on the fourth floor of 15th Avenue, 30th, on the upper city of Manhattan, the entire floor is Mr. Fredrich's house."

When Lao Hei talked about that place, his expression on his face was a little sigh. It seemed that he had a lot of affection for that place, Mr. Frederick.
Chapter completed!