Antiques are like women. How much you are willing to pay for her depends on how much you like her. Chen Yan was interested when he heard the official seal of Tongzhou in the Tang Dynasty, because he was from Tongzhou. Similarly, those with the surname Zhu were also very interested when they saw things from the Zhu family.

After the old man made a little trick, Tang Feng adjusted his mentality and was anxious to eat hot tofu. The mall was like a battlefield, and he could only be invincible if he was in chaos. The two got in the car and headed forward. Chen Yan drove and said, "How about you sell the official seal of the Tang Dynasty together?"

Tang Feng had not considered this matter, but according to the current situation, it would not be effective if he sold at the market price. If he couldn't take the regular route, he had to take risks. He said, "You should keep that thing well."

When he arrived at the entrance of Zhuji Auction House, Tang Feng looked at the lobby and felt at ease. The wallpaper in Zhuji Auction House lobby was blue and white patterns. When he saw the patterns, sub-shaped mountain stones and chicken claw leaves, and the unique patterns of the Ming Dynasty Chenghua Year. On the front desk, there was a pair of decorative vases, one was an imitation blue and white dragon-patterned celestial ball bottle and the other was an imitation blue and white Lotus Lotus Dragon Pattern lid jar, and the Yongxuan fine product collected by the Palace Museum. There was also a couplet in the middle of the lobby, the first couplet was: Good mountains, water, good wind and moon, and the place for thousands of years. The second couplet was: Fainted and infatuated voice, infatuated dreams, and several generations of foolish people. This was a couplet written by Zhu Yuanzhang when he visited the Qinhuai River. In a word, the boss of Zhuji Auction House did not hide his longing for the Ming Dynasty, and Tang Feng came to meet his preferences.

Tang Feng asked Chen Yan to help buy rice paper, brush and ink. He walked into Zhuji Auction House. One of the two front desk ladies saw Tang Feng, bowed politely, and said with a smile: "Sir, please go to the back door for delivery." Tang Feng secretly wondered, am I so fucking clumsy?

"I'm not," Tang Feng was about to explain--"Ding!" The elevator door opened, and a gentle and beautiful voice sounded: "Grandpa, be careful."

Another front desk lady reminded her colleagues a little nervously, "Yeah, the chairman is out." Tang Feng knew that the opportunity was not missed, so he quickly walked out of the lobby. Chen Yan outside happened to come over with the three treasures of the study. Tang Feng turned around and saw a woman in a professional suit supporting an old man to sit on the sofa in the lobby.

He called Chen Yan to the opposite side of the street. He first spread the rice paper on the ground, then pinched a loose brush and dipped it ink to write the Yongle memorial on the paper. Those who know the goods came, and there were more than ten big words "If You Are the One".

Chen Yan looked at the words written by Tang Feng and said in amazement: "You are so capable, you can write your calligraphy so poorly."

Tang Feng ignored him, put the rice paper on the street, took off his backpack and placed it next to him, then took out the Ming Dynasty memorial and placed it on it, and a simple street stall was laid out.

More than ten minutes passed, and the sky was getting dimmed. The chairman had not yet intended to come out. Tang Feng and Chen Yan were a little anxious. If the old man didn't come out or had a bad look, his previous efforts would be wasted.

At this time, a BMW 760 parked at the gate of Zhuji Auction House. The driver got out of the car and opened the door behind. The young woman helped the old man out of the lobby.

Seeing that the old man had already gotten in the car, Tang Feng hurriedly shouted: "Walk by, don't miss it, the authentic Ming Dynasty song."

"Bang!" As soon as the car door was closed, the BMW 760 started and drove away.

"Sun!" Tang Feng squatted on the ground in a frustration.

"Oh!" Chen Yan squatted beside him, shook his head and said, "The mechanism is all over, but it is wasting time."

"Hey, there's a door!" The BMW 760 that had just started stopped again, the car door opened, and the young woman in a black professional suit got off the car gracefully, and then walked towards Tang Feng and the others.

For some reason, Tang Feng especially likes beauty in professional suits, and Lin Muyu also has such a look, that charm, temperament, tsk, and absolute uniform temptation.

The elegant woman's hair was tied up high, her delicate and fair jade neck looked particularly sexy. Her tall S-shaped figure and tight professional suit made her curves as beautiful as the mountains. Her full chest made the buttons look so fragile and powerless. The narrow A-line skirt wrapped her plump buttocks just right. As the high heels hit the ground, the rhythm of her step made the seemingly strict uniform flash with gaps, allowing the snow-white and tender skin to be exposed. But these are not what attracted her to Tang Feng. The thing that attracted Tang Feng the most was that he was about to get his money.

Seeing the woman walking towards this side, Tang Feng and Chen Yan immediately stood up. The woman came to the two of them and asked coldly but politely: "Can you show me this thing?"

"Of course." Tang Feng picked up the memorial and handed it to her. She opened the memorial and looked at it, then took out her phone to find out the information for comparison. Real gold is not afraid of fire. Tang Feng has a clear mind. He only hopes that this beauty will not have two-five eyes embroidered pillows.

After a while, the woman put away her cell phone, nodded and said, "It's true, what's the price?"

"100,000." Tang Feng said with a simple face.

"Hundred thousand?" the woman chuckled and asked, "Sir, have you just entered the industry soon?"

"Yes." Tang Feng nodded honestly and said, "I really don't understand this very much."

The woman said, "Look, you are also an honest person, and I won't lie to you. The market for this thing is 35,000. I'll add a little more to you, forty thousand. What do you think?"

"Miss, alas," Tang Feng sighed bitterly, "It's true that I'm just not understanding. I bought this thing for 95,000 yuan. After all, I found out that I was fooled by 95,000 yuan after all. If you ask me to sell it cheaply, I can't stand it. I have to put the rotten meat there. I feel sorry for really cutting it off, right? So, this price is really not missing."

The woman asked again, "It's really impossible to miss it?"

Tang Feng said affirmatively: "It's really impossible to miss."

"Then let it go." The woman turned around and left without saying anything.

"Hey, wait a moment." Tang Feng shouted behind her.

The woman seemed to know that Tang Feng had this move, and turned around and said, "Have you thought it through?"

"Yes." Tang Feng nodded and said, "Okay, I'm unlucky. Less than I'll sell you 95,000 yuan."

The woman said with some displeasure: "You'd better keep it yourself." After that, she turned around and left.

Chen Yan whispered in Tang Feng's ear: "Hey, I think this girl is really, forty thousand yuan is not enough." This girl is born not suitable for business. Businessmen must have the professional ethics of businessmen. No matter whether the other party is beautiful or ugly, they must be treated equally and bullied by the old and old.
Chapter completed!