Chapter 317 Qing Yongzheng Ink and Pastel Landscape Small Bowl

"This boss?"

"You're not joking, are you?"

"Is what you said true?"

"Is this little bowl really worth so much money?"

Although Zhang Peng is honest, he is not a fool. He can already see at this time that the small bowl he spent 300 yuan to buy back then is very likely to be worth 600,000 yuan. Thinking of this, his My heart started pounding and I couldn't control it.

"I said what the hell is going on with your stall?"

"Do you know who these two are?"

"Anyway, it's worth what they say it's worth!"

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"You are rich!"

"Really good luck!"

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"Why didn't this happen to me?"

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"People are really mad at people compared to people!"

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The spectators shouted loudly.

"Song Yun!"

"Miss Tang!"

"Tell everyone, why is this small bowl worth so much money!"

"Tell me about its past and present life!"

"Yes Yes!"

"Let's talk about it, let's get to know each other for a long time."

Tang Miaomiao looked at Song Yun and nodded lightly.

"Row!"

"Then I'll just tell you guys a little bit."

"This is a small bowl with an open mouth. The belly and bottom of the bowl are inclined inward. If you look closely, you will find that the texture of the small bowl is very thin. Under sunlight or light, it is almost transparent. Ink painting distant mountains, painting near water, as well as grass and trees and old trees in thatched hut, with extraordinary artistic conception, this is the outer wall of the bowl, and the inner wall of the bowl is made of pastel, bright and moving, which forms a strong contrast with the ink painting outside."

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"The style is the six-character three-line regular script of the "Yongzheng Year of the Qing Dynasty"."

"This small bowl, whether it is from the embryo or the glaze, plus the inside and outside paintings, is extremely delicate, and it is definitely a good thing for the official kiln."

"The Beijing Museum, including some overseas museums, have collections of similar small bowls. They also appeared at auctions, and some books have introduced them."

"In today's terms, it is a proper small bowl of Qing Yongzheng ink color and pastel landscape."

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Song Yun kept talking.

"Boss Zhang, I made it very clear just now that I am willing to buy this small bowl at the market price."

"600000!"

"You can make a deal now if you want."

"Whether it is cash or transfer, there is no problem."

"Of course, if you pick up the auction, the price will be a little higher than what I opened, it's up to you to decide."

Song Yun's matter has been made clear, whether to sell or not depends on Zhang Peng.

"You...you're not lying to me, are you?"

Zhang Peng opened his mouth wide, until now he still can't believe this.

"What are you doing to deceive you?"

"I took out the money with real money!"

Song Yun was both angry and funny. An honest person is an honest person, and he still couldn't believe it when things had reached this point.

"I don't know what to say about you, it's really rare to be so honest!"

"At first glance, I know that he is not someone who often hangs in the collection circle. This is Song Yun. How could what he said be false?"

"You got rich, do you know that?!"

"Sell with confidence!"

"Sixty thousand! My God! That's sixty thousand!"

"You idiot, when you bought this small bowl, you definitely didn't spend a lot of money, it's really a lot of money now!"

When the people watching the excitement saw Zhang Peng like this, they all laughed and cursed.

"Sell!"

"Of course it's for sale!"

Zhang Peng pinched his thigh so hard that tears flowed out of his eyes. Only then did he believe it was true.

Saved!

Now my wife is saved!

With this money, not only can I take medicine, but I can also take her for surgery!

Zhang Peng thought about it, and his body trembled with tears.

"Boss, do you want this small bowl?"

"If you want it, you have to bid more than me!"

"I said just now that if you buy this small bowl at a price of 600,000, it will still be profitable. You must be very clear about this. I don't know if you want to buy it?"

Song Yun looked at Cao Dongshan with a constant smile on his face, no one knew what he was thinking.

Cao Dongshan blushed for a while, and was very tangled.

purchase?

Then the bid must be higher than 600,000!

Not buying?

If I don't buy it, I can only watch as few as tens of thousands and as many as hundreds of thousands fly away from my face.

"Looks like you don't want it anymore!"

"If this is the case, then don't force it!"

Song Yun shook his head, turned to look at Zhang Peng, and was about to say pay when suddenly, Cao Dongshan's voice came from behind him.

"I'll pay 600,500!"

Cao Dongshan gritted his teeth.

Song Yun laughed, this person is really interesting.

"Sixty-one thousand."

How could Song Yun let Cao Dongshan get it easily and add 5,000 yuan.

"Sixty-one thousand five thousand."

"Sixty-two thousand."

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"Sixty-five thousand."

Cao Dongshan was panting, his voice seemed to be shouting from between his teeth, very harsh.

"you win!"

"This little bowl is yours!"

Song Yun spread his hands, gave up the bid, took the small bowl from Tang Miaomiao's hand and handed it back to Zhang Peng.