Chapter 69: Networking Business
Before the two of them had digested the information, Wall immediately picked up the ceramic horse again.
After examining it for a moment, he said seriously: "This is different! This is a typical Shang and Zhou Dynasty ceramic horse, with a history of more than 3,000 years. This ceramic horse also has extraordinary significance, implying that thousands of horses are galloping and success will come immediately!"
"Judging from the image and shape of this ceramic horse, it should not be an official kiln porcelain, but a folk kiln imitation circulated in the palace, a black ceramic. Pottery culture can be traced back to the Neolithic period. In the early days, black soil and clay were basically used to fire pottery jars, mostly used to make cups, bowls and ceramic musical instruments. Look at the gorgeous color of this ceramic horse and the unique cultural heritage, it is very collectible! This ceramic horse must have come from an antique shop in Chinatown, and it has been buried in the soil for a long time!"
"If it is a ceramic horse in good condition, I can offer it for $50."
"what?"
All three of them were a little confused.
Zhang Ailun was also shocked. No, buddy, you really dare to brag!
You should know better than I do what kind of goods are available in the antique shops in Chinatown.
"Unfortunately, one of its hooves is damaged. It's a defective product, not perfect anymore, and has little value. I suggest you collect it for $500," Wall said regretfully.
"..."
Old George was a little confused.
No, isn't it true that the price fluctuations of ceramics from China are so dramatic?
Just ruined a hoof, and went from 500,000 to 500 dollars in one go? Don't scare me.
Old George began to doubt the true level of this porcelain expert.
"What about this ink paper? How much is it worth?" Old George immediately asked the other party to start identifying the Ming Dynasty's treasure banknotes.
"This is incredible! It is a silver note issued during the Ming Dynasty. In history, the use of Jiaozi was practiced as early as the Song Dynasty. A man named Cai Lun improved paper by using tree bark, waste linen and fishing nets. However, due to inflation, the Ming Baochao also caused a lot of harm to ordinary people at the time. It was almost like toilet paper at the time. The court basically used all means to make money, and a large number of them have survived to this day."
This time, Wall didn't continue to brag, but picked it up matter-of-factly and began to examine its handwriting and structure.
"This is a treasure note for one guan of money, 34 cm long and 22 cm wide. In addition to the dragon pattern and flower bars, there are also six characters on the note: Ming Tongxing Baochao. This silver note has been issued for more than years. From the perspective of the preservation of this treasure note, it is also % authentic! Because ordinary treasure notes that have survived to this day are definitely not so complete, and there will be some signs of corrosion. This treasure note just corresponds to the authentic ones with signs of weathering and decay, and many of the handwriting can't be seen clearly."
Wall gave his own price, "I think the preservation and market price of this one-dollar bill should be at least 4000-6000 US dollars!"
When Zhang Ailun heard the price, his eyes lit up and he was immediately satisfied.
The value of the ink paper bought for $5 instantly increased to several thousand dollars, which means the profit has more than doubled by a thousand times.
Thanks to Heizi brother.
"Okay, Wal, thank you for your advice. I'll transfer the money to your company's account."
Old George shook hands and personally sent Wall away after he completed his mission.
Before leaving, Wall also winked at Zhang Ailun.
Zhang Ailun smiled at him and said, "It has to be you."
Old George returned and continued bargaining. He rubbed his hands and asked the lady for her opinion. "How about $700 for this bronze oil lamp?"
"Didn't the experts suggest that the bronze ware should be sold for $1500?" the pawnbroker was a little stunned.
"That's just a suggestion, and I won't take it. Besides, I have to make a profit from this store. If this item is really worth $1500, and I really bought it with $1500, wouldn't I not make a penny? I can't even pay the rent and utility bills."
Old George immediately started to play the victim.
The two of them also started practicing Tai Chi.
"1200 dollars."
"$750."
"1150 dollars?"
"850 dollars. This is the highest price I can offer. If you don't agree, then unfortunately, we have to call it quits on this deal." George Sr. directly issued an ultimatum. After hesitating for a moment, the lady happily agreed, "Okay, 850 dollars!"
"Pleasant to work with."
Old George went back to the house, wrote a handwritten receipt, counted out $850, gave it to her, and sent her away.
Zhang Ailun was the only one left in the store, looking at him with a smile.
Old George said helplessly, "How about $3500 for all three of these things?"
"What do you mean specifically?" Zhang Ailun asked.
"Platinum pocket watch for $800, ceramic horse for $200, Ming Dynasty banknotes for $2500."
"Do you think this price is reasonable?" Zhang Ailun asked immediately, "This one-dollar banknote can be sold for $6000 in the market!"
If you cut your aorta with a knife, are you still a human being?
I really want to beat you to death.
"Yes, you are right. I can even sell it for a higher price, but I need time to process it. Besides, its origin is unknown and you don't have an authoritative certificate, unless you can produce an expert appraisal certificate! Of course I can pay you $6000 or even more!"
Old George said frankly: "I can only offer you $2500 here. Other places will only offer you a lower price!"
"5000 US dollars in Ming Dynasty banknotes! The three items total 6000 US dollars. Please make it an even number for me."
Zhang Ailun didn't expect how much the ceramic horse would be worth. He would make a profit anyway.
The ceramic horses are real, they are all made from clay from the earth, so how can they be fake?
But in China, it is most likely something fired in an unknown folk kiln, or a funerary object unearthed from the pit of an ordinary landlord. Even if it is an official kiln porcelain that is not used by the royal family, it only costs tens of thousands of RMB, and the price is not that exaggerated. The folk kiln is even cheaper.
"2800 US dollars in Ming Dynasty banknotes?"
"$4500."
"$2950, and I can add another $50 for the ceramic horse, making a total of $4000, no more," said Old George.
“4200美元，全部加起来5200美元！那陶瓷马的50美元你不用给我加！250不吉利，就要200美元就行！”
The two began to haggle over the price.
One really wants it, and the other doesn't want to be stabbed.
Finally, George was helpless. "Okay. I need to seek expert advice to confirm whether it is really worth $6000."
Zhang Ailun told him to go ahead and ask for advice.
After six hundred years, even if it were a piece of toilet paper, it would be worth a lot of money!
A few minutes later, Old George came back and said simply, "Three things, all together for $5000!"
"Why are you so happy?" Zhang Ailun was suspicious, seriously suspecting that there was something fishy going on.
But old George refused to reveal the inside story, and after considering it, Zhang Allen decided to agree to him.
Old George wrote a handwritten receipt, solemnly counted out $5000 in cash, and also gave an extra wallet to hold the money.
The matter was over, and after confirming that there was no room for regret, Old George finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He said with a smile: "A private savings bank in Montana is buying and auctioning antique silver bills and receipts from various countries. The price is at least $8000-35000. You just need to find an appraisal agency and spend a few hundred dollars to issue a certificate. You won't have to worry about not being able to sell this treasure banknote."
"..."
Zhang Ailun was speechless for a moment. You bastard, I'm still not as evil as you when it comes to being evil-minded.
But even if he were asked to sell it, he didn't have the channels, as the pawn shop is a business of connections.
(End of this chapter)
