Treasure Hunt America

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"Forget it, don't get angry with those guys, don't you have another afternoon? Let's go and pick it up in the afternoon, maybe they won't be there anymore."

During lunch, Candace comforted Jin Muchen and said that Jin Muchen could only nod with a wry smile, hoping that those guys had enough trouble in the morning, and would not be so irrational in the afternoon.

But he guessed that this was just wishful thinking, because it seemed that the Japanese had deep pockets, and on the other hand, what surprised him the most was how the Japanese would condone those two guys so much.

Opposing yourself everywhere, but spending the money of the Japanese, are those Japanese fools?

The restaurant he and Candice ate at was a small restaurant near Victory Square. The lunch here was pretty good. Yesterday, Jin Muchen ate a lot here, but today he has no appetite at all.

After taking a few bites, I got up and went to the bathroom.

But at the moment of entering the bathroom, someone happened to come out from the inside, and through the crack of the door that the person pushed open, he happened to see two people standing in front of the urinal inside. What made him even more coincidental was that the two guys , turned out to be the two mad dogs that had been entangled in him all morning.

Before he was very worried, he really hadn't noticed that these two guys actually ate here.

He was not in a hurry to go in, because Du Johnny's wild laughter could be heard standing at the door.

"Hahaha, cousin, you didn't see the Yankee's face when we finally grabbed the china from that guy, it was so funny."

"Yeah! Mad, a mainlander who doesn't know the sky and the earth, dares to oppose us. Today is to play him to death. However, cousin, you are really right, that guy's vision is really good. It's all good things, Mr. Watanabe is very satisfied with the things we bought this morning."

The little white-faced surnamed Chen replied, and Du Qianni laughed even more at this time.

"That's good, if you believe the old watch, you must be right. Although that kid is very annoying, he does have a good eye for seeing things, Madd, last time I accidentally missed my eyes and got caught. He picked up a lot of bargains, otherwise you would be a millionaire by now."

"Really? And this?"

"Forget it, forget it, let's not mention the past. In short, cousin, remember, as long as this guy likes something, you have to go over and grab it from him..."

Du Qianni was obviously unwilling to expose his scars in front of the little white face named Chen, and Jin Muchen, who was standing at the door at this time, probably understood why this guy named Chen had been staring at him all morning and opposing himself.

Emotions are caused by Duqianyi behind the scenes. No wonder those Japanese people trust these two guys so much. It seems that they have also tasted the sweetness from them. What about emotions?

snort! How can it be so easy to take advantage of Lao Tzu?

Jin Muchen sneered in his heart, and he also had a plan in his heart.

Don't you Japanese have deep pockets? Let me see how deep your pockets are this time.

Jin Muchen came out of the bathroom in a new state. Candace didn't understand what happened, but he was very happy to see him regain his morale.

After coming out of the restaurant, the two went straight to Pasque Street. This time they went straight to the greenhouse. After a morning of trading, many stalls had changed owners.

The stall owners who had successfully traded in the morning all left the greenhouse with the joy of a bumper harvest, so there would be some new stall owners rushing in to replace them.

Therefore, in the greenhouse in the afternoon, it was still crowded with people, and it was very lively.

Jin Muchen and Candace entered the greenhouse and started to wander around, but from the corner of his eyes, he would glance behind him from time to time. Sure enough, Du Qiangni and the little white face surnamed Chen, with a few Japanese people, seemed to Inadvertently seemed to follow not far behind them.

Jin Muchen had all kinds of thoughts running in his mind, how to get these guys to be tricked, and suddenly a white light flashed from a booth in front of him, making his eyes a little flowery.

Jin Muchen's heart moved, and then walked over to which stall.

The owner of this stall is a white man in his forties, with an ordinary appearance and an ordinary figure, but the things on his table are not very ordinary.

On the red tablecloth, the largest area is a black lacquer-painted wooden box, with a black lacquer background, with gold lacquer depicting many Japanese-style patterns on both sides, while the front of the box and the lid, There are gold lacquer portraits of Japanese singers.

However, the condition of preservation is not particularly good. There are bump marks on several corners of the box, and there is a long scratch on the back. The black primer has a lot of peeling places, and the gold paint is also scratched. trace.

It looks like an old Japanese-style storage box, it should not be worth much, but this is in the eyes of ordinary people, and the reason why Jin Muchen is attracted is because of the white light emanating from this wooden box. , it's really dazzling.

He took a careful look at the box, but didn't look too closely, because Du Qiangni, his little white-faced cousin, and those Japanese people were already close.

In addition to the gold-painted box, there are many good things in this booth, such as a few Ming Dynasty blue-and-white porcelain plates placed on the box by the stall owner.

Jin Muchen just glanced at it and concluded that this is definitely not the real thing, because there is no jewelry on these plates.

But it was placed in the most conspicuous position by the owner of this stall, which shows that the owner is also a two-knife and does not know much about it.

There are also many small porcelain ornaments on the table, but these should not be regarded as antiques, such as those exquisitely crafted small porcelain dolls, and porcelain kittens and dogs, which are modern at first glance. crafts.

The workmanship and painting are very good. If you buy a handicraft, it should be quite worth it, but in the back corner of the table, there is a small oil painting, which caught Jin Muchen's attention.

This oil painting is also A4 paper size, and it is a portrait of a little blond girl playing on the grass.

Recently, although Jin Muchen has also supplemented a lot of knowledge about Western oil painting, he is still at the stage of half a bucket of water. He can't tell whether this painting is good or bad, but the blue light looming on the screen from time to time tells me He, this thing is definitely worth buying.

That painting gave him the same feeling as the paintings that many western families hang in their bedrooms or kitchens, but it was a painting designed to impress the guests with the master's artistic taste during decoration. What is it worth.

From the dust on the painting and the poorly maintained frame, it can be seen that the original owner was not very interested in this painting.

Jin Muchen made a small calculation in her heart, this painting and that box should be something worth taking.

But when he thought about Du Qiangni and the little white face in the crowd behind him, he also had a plan in his heart.

There were not many people in front of the booth, but Jin Muchen quickly took out the state and looked around for a while at the pieces of porcelain placed on the black wooden box, as if he was very interested.

He even asked the owner about the origin of these plates. The stall owner with a public face gave him a warm introduction.

"These dishes were brought back by my grandfather from China back then. It happened during World War II. He was a liaison military attache of the United States in Shuangqing. He used a few cans and bought them from a bankrupt Chinese rich man. In exchange for..."

This guy is very serious, but Jin Muchen is not interested in his story at all, who knows if he is making up.

However, these plates, from the blue and white glaze on the top and the quality of the tires, should be imitations of the Republic of China period, and they should be considered high imitations.

If this plate is really what the stall owner said, his grandfather changed it in Shuangqing, then his grandfather must have been slaughtered like a sheep.

However, he did not reveal it, but immediately wrote down the quotation for these plates on the small blackboard after the auction.

Sure enough, as soon as he made a move, the little white face on the other side immediately mixed in~www.wuxiahere.com~ gave a higher price on the small blackboard.

And the few Japanese behind him were still standing in the crowd with a smile on their face, and they didn't mean to come out to stop them.

Jin Muchen pretended to be very angry, but he kept sneering in his heart, and then continued to bid with the little white face on the blackboard, and even put on a look of determination to win.

Soon the price of these three plates was raised from $30,000 to $50,000 by the two of them.

Jin Muchen still didn't want to stop, but at this time, the little white face was even more excited. The guys from Watanabe liked Chinese porcelain very much.

Now, looking at this kid's determination to win and to die, this shows that these three plates should be of good quality, maybe even very good, so they have to buy them and send them to Mr. Watanabe?

Therefore, the bidding momentum of this little white face is even more exciting, and soon the bidding was raised to 90,000 US dollars. In the last bidding, the price was raised to 95,000 US dollars.

With Jin Muchen gnashing his teeth, the little white face completed the transaction with the stall owner with a smile and made the delivery.

The stall owner sold three plates for a high price of 95,000, and his face was already full of joy. Xiaobai smiled and took the plate to go to the Japanese, while Jin Muchen looked at Xiaobai's back and sneered. , buddy's acting is not bad, right?

Wait until you suffer!

Sure enough, when the little white face handed over the plates to the Japanese, one of the Japanese looked at the plates, and his expression suddenly changed!