At thirty, awaken the daily intelligence system

Chapter 41 41, Red plum vase under glaze.

Lin Mo felt that Zhang Guilan looked like those old revolutionary fighters in old movies and TV series.

Although he speaks forcefully, he feels friendly inexplicably.

In desperation, Lin Mo did not delay any more, smiled and nodded in agreement, "Okay, Auntie, what's your phone number? I'll call you."

Zhang Guilan reported a series of numbers: "My name is Zhang Guilan. You can just call me Aunt Zhang. What is your name, young man?"

Lin Mo called the number and waited for her phone to ring and said, "Aunt Zhang, this is my phone number. My name is Lin Mo. You can just call me Xiao Lin or Xiao Mo."

After saving the phone number, the two chatted casually.

have to say,

It is simply a pleasure to listen to such high-quality veteran cadres speak.

Not to mention feeling like a spring breeze, but there is also a feeling that life has been sublimated, which is very comfortable.

Lin Mo looked at the time and said with a smile, "Aunt Zhang, it's getting late. I really can't chat with you anymore. I have something else to do and I have to hurry over."

"When I have the opportunity, I will come to visit you specially."

Zhang Guilan nodded: "You young people are all busy, so be busy, but you should remember to come and see me, an old woman, often."

"No problem, don't send me away and go take a rest."

After saying goodbye, Lin Mo walked out of the living room and walked downstairs.

He had to rush to Yiyi Auction to intercept the antique worth 30 yuan.

It will be too late.

Although he now has more than 100 million in savings in his pocket, he will definitely not let go of such an opportunity to make money.

Who would mind having too much money?

What Lin Mo didn't notice was that Zhang Guilan had been standing in front of the window, silently watching him leave the community until he disappeared from the end of the field of vision.

"What a good boy, very much like Lao Zheng when he was young."

"I don't know if there are any suitable positions in Xiaofeng. I'll give him a call tonight and ask. If it's suitable, I can introduce him to him. It's better than working on a building..."
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After leaving Zhang Guilan's community, Lin Mo rushed to the door of Yiyi Auction without stopping.

As the weather gets colder, the battery life of the electric car under my butt has dropped a lot.

"It's time to replace the battery, and if you're always running around in the future, you still need a car of your own."

"Otherwise, it's not an option to be left on the road all the time."

Lin Mo found a fast charging place for electric vehicles. It cost one yuan to charge for 10 minutes. He directly put in 6 yuan, intending to charge it for an hour.

"I have to go to Mingyuan Lake later, and I don't know if the electric car can last until I get home."

"Ignore it for now. The antique seller should be here soon. Let's see if we can meet him."

"If we encounter one, make the money first and then talk about it!"

Lin Mo stood at the door of Yiyi Auction and looked at the time. It was almost 9 o'clock in the morning.

There were not many people walking around, but it was hard to tell who was selling antiques.

Lin Mo now only knows that the other party's name is Wang Erbo, but he has no idea what he looks like or how tall he is.You can only tell it apart with your eyesight.

When the time just reached 9 o'clock, Lin Mo noticed that several people got off the bus stop not far away. Among them was a man in his 50s, wearing simple clothes, hugging a black backpack tightly, and looking panicked.

"He didn't run away, it should be him."

Lin Mo stood at the door of Yiyi Auction, took out the cigarettes he bought in advance, lit them and pretended to smoke at the door.

The man came over quickly. After seeing Lin Mo, he looked around and asked in unskilled Mandarin, "Brother, is this Yiyi Auction House?"

Lin Mo was thinking about how to strike up a conversation with the other party, but he didn't expect him to speak first, nodded and said, "Ah... yes, that's right, it's right here. What do you want to do?"

Wang Erbo did not directly say what he did for a living, but asked instead, "I heard that they collect old objects here. Is the price fair?"

Lin Mo took out a cigarette and handed it over, and replied, "I will accept it, but the price is not high. I also collect antiques. What do you want to sell? Can I help you see it?"

"That's good!" Wang Erbo took the cigarette, clamped it to his ear without smoking, looked around nervously, and then carefully took out the things in the backpack: "Please help me take a look at this thing, can it be released?" How much?"

What he took out was exactly the underglaze red plum vase mentioned in the system information. The vase had a shallow sand bottom and a dome-shaped lid. The glaze was delicate. The red underglaze was not in good color and had turned black in the kiln. The vase was decorated with seven figures. It is composed of a group of patterns, very beautiful.

At first glance it looks like brand new.

If there was no quotation for system intelligence, Lin Mo would definitely think that this thing was brand new at first glance.

"A glazed red plum vase?"

Lin Mo bent down, looked around carefully and said, "It's in good condition, but it's a pity that a piece fell off here, and it's a bit damaged. It's a pity, it's a pity."

Before Wang Erbo came here, he had actually checked the vase in his hand on the Internet. When he heard the other person say the words "glazed red plum vase", he immediately recognized Lin Mo's professionalism.

He couldn't help but asked nervously, "Can you help me tell you how much this bottle of mine is worth?"

"You put the bottle away first." Lin Mo was not in a hurry. He waited for the other party to put it back into the backpack and put it away. "It's good, but it's not too old. It's from the late Qing Dynasty at most, and it's still damaged."

"If you want to sell it, I can give you...well, about 5 yuan."

Lin Mo knew that Wang Erbo's expected price was 10, but as an old saying goes.

Thick willow dustpan and thin willow bucket, who in the world thinks that making less money?
If you can win 5 yuan, you can get an additional 5 yuan in profit. Why not?

Furthermore, if the asking price is [-] yuan, there is still room for negotiation. If you say you can get [-] yuan from the beginning, they may even increase the price.

Once the price starts to rise, it will be troublesome!

"5."

Hearing the price, Wang Erbo's expression became hesitant, and he waved his hand and said, "Brother, this price is too low. I have read online that this bottle can sell for at least 15. I can't sell it at your price!"

"15 is correct." Lin Mo confirmed his point of view, stabilized it first, and then continued, "But that one is complete, and yours is missing a gap. Although it is not big, the antiques are what I am most afraid of. You should also know the incomplete truth, right?"

"And I don't have to buy your bottle. I met it by chance. Otherwise, you can make an offer and I'll listen. If it's suitable, I'll take it."

Wang Erbo fell into deep thought again. After struggling for a moment, he said, "12! And I want to get the money immediately. If you can pay, I will sell it. Otherwise, forget it, I will go to the auction house to have a look!"

Ok?
Listen to your tone...

Is this a master who wants to take action immediately?
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