Movie variety show soul travels between two worlds to become a rich man

Chapter 79 The Foundation is Finally Completed
One of New York City's largest flea markets, Antique Garage, located in Chelsea, specializes in something for collectors.

The market opens at nine in the morning on Saturdays and Sundays. Gao Dongxu parked his car, carried a camouflage travel backpack, and walked into the market.

Numerous tents were erected in the huge parking lot, and inside, there was a wide variety of goods, including furniture, clothing, gifts, antiques and various handicrafts, filling the stalls.

As soon as he entered the market, starting from the first stall, Gao Dongxu lit up his "eagle eyes" and looked carefully and slowly, selecting the essential ones, and then he would verify the authenticity of the items, trying to make sure that the trip was not in vain.

Gao Dongxu went from stall to stall, buying anything that caught his eye. Unfortunately, after visiting five or six stalls, he didn't find anything.

Gao Dongxu, who thought his good luck had run out, finally found a small ivory pen holder carved with figures and landscapes at the eighth stall. The small object was very elegant.

To be honest, Gao Dongxu was attracted by the pen holder when he saw it for the first time. Although he knew that such things could not be taken out of the quarantine, he could use space to avoid it.

When he tried it, he found it was cool and moist, with very obvious reticular patterns, and it was 100% ivory. It was a pity that Gao Dongxu could not accurately determine the age of it. However, based on his knowledge, he guessed that it was probably from the mid-Qing Dynasty.

Then he asked the stall owner for the price, and the stall owner started with fifty US dollars. Gao Dongxu didn't hesitate at all, paid the money and accepted the goods, successfully getting the first antique of the day.

Next, Gao Dongxu slowed down and walked slowly until he came to a stall with a blue tent. The blonde hostess, who was about forty years old, greeted Gao Dongxu with a "Hello" and invited him in.

Gao Dongxu was not fascinated by the hot body of the blonde mature woman who was the stall owner, but kept scanning the stall. When he saw a blue and white flower handle-beam pot in the cardboard box next to the stall, he couldn't help but pick it up and reached out to check it out.

This pot is quite interesting. It feels cool and smooth to the touch, and is large. The handle is made of copper, and the mouth is covered with silver. It is decorated with blue and white hand-painted landscapes and figures with longevity patterns. The painting is fine, the color is pure, and it is original. The patina is natural and there are no defects. It is obviously something from the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty. However, there is a six-character mark in two lines of regular script on the bottom: "Made in the Chenghua Period of the Ming Dynasty."

The thing is indeed beautiful and well preserved. I have to say that foreigners really care about the porcelain of the Celestial Empire. The inlay craftsmanship of using copper for the handle adds to the value of this pot.

"How much is this teapot?"

The blonde boss smiled and held up two fingers.

Two thousand or two hundred?

The clever Gao Dongxu immediately said in English: Two hundred dollars is a bit expensive
The blonde female boss then smiled and replied to Gao Dongxu: The maximum discount is 10%.

"Okay! That's it. Help me pack it up." Gao Dongxu took out two hundred dollars and handed it to the female boss.

The female boss gave the change first, then took out a handbag, put the kettle in it, and handed it to Gao Dongxu.

After leaving the tent of the blonde female boss, Gao Dongxu continued shopping and "picked up" a Qing Dynasty blue and white enamel multicolored passionflower pattern cup at two stalls, spending only one dollar, as well as two snuff bottles, one of which was made of copper with painted enamel, and the other was a white jade snuff bottle with gold-painted green bamboo.

Walking past several stalls selling furniture and audio equipment, Gao Dongxu seemingly casually stroked each piece of furniture with his hand, and suddenly stopped in front of a European-style chair.

A very ordinary European chair, with no cushion or fabric backrest.

However, it was this wooden chair that made Gao Dongxu feel cold and a hint of spiritual energy.

"How much is this chair?" Gao Dongxu asked the slightly bloated middle-aged white bald boss, holding the back of the chair.

"One hundred dollars—"

"I want it." Gao Dongxu took out the money directly, then picked up the chair and walked out of the market. He found his car, put the chair on the back seat, closed the door and locked the car, then returned to the market and continued to look for bargains on Taobao.

I visited more than a dozen stalls and only bought a few small items from the middle and late Qing Dynasty. The most valuable one was a small jade bear from the Han Dynasty. The other items were only worth about 30,000 or 20,000 RMB, but it was better than nothing.

After passing a stall, Gao Dongxu stepped back and looked at a guqin (Chinese zither) from the Fuxi clan casually placed on the edge of the stall table. He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked the stall owner, "How much is this guqin?"

"Hundred dollars."

"Can you show it to me?"

"Of course, here you go—"

The stall owner handed the guqin to Gao Dongxu with a smile.

Gao Dongxu almost couldn't help letting go after taking the guqin. The icy temperature appeared again, but to his surprise, there was a trace of spiritual energy on this guqin with icy temperature.

Without hesitation, Gao Dongxu took out a hundred dollars from his pocket and stuffed it directly into the stall owner's hand.

The stall owner immediately and happily issued a receipt to Gao Dongxu.

Putting the receipt into his pocket, Gao Dongxu held the Fuxi guqin between his arms and continued walking forward.

"Excuse me, sir, may I see your guqin?"

Suddenly, a middle-aged white man in a suit and tie with his hair neatly combed caught up with Gao Dongxu, staring at the guqin in Gao Dongxu's hand with burning eyes.

"Sorry, no." Gao Dongxu frowned and refused directly.

"Uh..." The other party looked embarrassed and a little surprised, as if he didn't expect Gao Dongxu to refuse directly.

"Excuse me, sir. I know this is a bit presumptuous. Could you please let me see the underside of this guqin?" Gao Dongxu was a little annoyed by the man's lack of tact and said indifferently, "This is a Tang Dynasty guqin..."

"It's indeed a Tang Dynasty zither..." As if confirmed, the other party looked at the zither with even more passion and said to Gao Dongxu, "Sir, I am willing to bid $50 for your zither."

Gao Dongxu sneered, looked at the other party with a mocking expression and said, "No, if you pay five million US dollars, I can sell the piano to you."

"Ahem, sir, the price you quoted is too high..."

"Haha, you have no money. What are you talking to me about? You want to buy this Tang Dynasty zither from me for five hundred thousand dollars?" Gao Dongxu sneered.

"Excuse me, sir, I'm an antique dealer, and I'm offering you one million dollars..."

"I still say the same thing. I won't sell it for less than $5 million. I know its value better than you..." Gao Dongxu didn't want to waste time with the other party, so he walked out of the market with the guqin in his arms.

The white antique dealer had a look of regret and unwillingness on his face. He stood there watching Gao Dongxu's back as he left. Finally, he turned around helplessly and left in disappointment.

After returning to the car, Gao Dongxu immediately put the guqin into the space. What he said just now was that this guqin was a Tang Dynasty guqin, which was actually nonsense, but looking at the other party's reaction, he actually guessed it right.

If it is really a Tang Qin, then this time we have picked up a big bargain, 20 to 30 million RMB at least.

Returning to the market again, Gao Dongxu did not rush to shop on Taobao again, but went straight to the snack area, which not only serves freshly mixed cocktails on site, but also sells a variety of homemade wines and beverages, as well as various barbecues and snacks from all over the world.

Gao Dongxu bought two Belgian waffles and two large skewers of barbecue with onions and green peppers, a cup of Coke, and sat down at a random table. He watched the lively scene while eating delicious food.

After eating, he bought another ice cream and went shopping in the market again while eating.

"...Based on its gold content, I can only offer it for $1."

"No, I won't sell it for less than $20,000..."

"The price I offered was already very high..."

At a stall filled with European and American second-hand goods, two middle-aged white men were bargaining for an Easter egg that gleamed golden in the sun.

The moment Gao Dongxu saw the golden egg, his heart was beating fast and he couldn't help but walk forward.

"Excuse me, can I see this golden egg?" Ignoring the white customer who was still bargaining with the stall owner, Gao Dongxu directly ignored the domestic rules and took action to steal the egg.

"Of course, this is a real golden egg, it can be opened, and inside is a Vacheron Constantin pocket watch. It only costs $20,000..."

When the stall owner saw another customer who was interested in his golden egg, he immediately picked up the golden egg with a smile and handed it to Gao Dongxu.

Holding the golden egg is like holding ice, and it is rich in spiritual energy, comparable to the shroud of Emperor Qianlong.

Amidst the frowning and astonished gaze of a middle-aged white customer and the excited and happy smile of the stall owner, Gao Dongxu took out his credit card from his pocket and handed it to the stall owner without hesitation.

"Swipe the card, I want the golden egg."

“Ok——”

Seeing the boss happily take the credit card and start swiping it, a middle-aged white customer next to him couldn't help but say anxiously: "Wait a minute, I saw that item first..."

Gao Dongxu didn't even bother to pay attention to the other person. The stall owner showed a mocking smile. After swiping the card, he handed it back to Gao Dongxu and said to the customer while writing a receipt: "But you didn't pay. The item is mine. I can sell it to whoever I want."

"You--" The white customer was so angry that his face looked ugly. He glared at the stall owner, frowned and snorted at Gao Dongxu, then turned and left angrily.

"Here's the box—"

"Thank you." Gao Dongxu took the box and put the golden egg into it.

"I have a lot of good stuff here, you can take a look..."

"Oh, are there any other good things?" Gao Dongxu glanced at the entire stall. It was full of typical European and American second-hand goods, such as cameras, old telescopes, tea sets, plates and bowls, knives and forks, and even some copper handles.

"This one, a marble sculpture, was a trophy my father brought back after defeating the Germans in Europe..."

Gao Dongxu was slightly startled, then he squatted down and reached out to touch the white marble bust. His pupils shrank slightly, and he asked calmly, "How much?"

"Five hundred dollars—"

Gao Dongxu took out five hundred in cash without hesitation, handed it to the other party, and said lightly: "Give me the receipt."

"OK--"

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